The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

The three of them were fixed on an iron frame, a wooden stool and a bed in various extremely insulting and ambiguous positions.

They had just been used and had not been cleaned up yet, so they were a mess.

The skin on their bodies also had varying degrees of damage, but it seemed that they had been captured not long ago, so they were still alive and could speak.

"Sister, please let me go... please!"

When they saw Shi Xiang coming, it was like they had grabbed a illusory life-saving straw and kept begging for mercy.

Perhaps because they had been crying for too long, their voices had become extremely hoarse.

"it is good."

Shi Rong agreed, helped each of them get a coat, and untied the ropes on their bodies one by one.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The first thing they did after being rescued was not to put on their clothes, but to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Shi Chong for his great kindness.

"Get up and go home."

Shi Rong helped them stand up, helped them put on clothes that could cover their bodies, and then watched them leave one by one.

As expected, every room here is filled with women of different ages who are forcibly trapped here. Their greatest use is to be abused and played with at will every day.

From upstairs to downstairs, they rescued more than 100 men and women who were in such disfigured forms.

……

"Damn it! This bastard!"

Xing Jiashan, a compassionate doctor, had witnessed such unknown desolation while following Shi Rong and the others, and felt that the anger in his heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Damn Jiang Liusong!

It’s really not bad for Shi Rong to scold him. If it were him, he would have rushed over and stabbed him a few more times!

“How miserable…”

At this moment, Huo Wanwan also felt fortunate that she was born in China and in the Huo family.

If she really encountered these things, she would not even want to live.

……

"Master, I understand. You showed me these things so that I can become a successful person and save the world in the future?"

After releasing all the victims, the two set the entire factory on fire and walked side by side on the way back to the supercar.

Shi Rong shook his head.

"Not at all."

She stopped and turned to look at the high-spirited Wa Lu in front of her.

"At least, don't be one of those people who let them become like this."

Seeing that he didn't quite understand, Shi Rong continued.

"In this world, there is no distinction between high and low among people. But the facts prove that in the eyes of the rich, the lives of the poor are not worth mentioning."

“You don’t need to have the ability to save the world, but you must learn to be a good person with money and don’t let their situation become worse because of you.”

Wa Lu understood, then nodded heavily and swore a solemn oath.

"I understand, Master. I will be a good person, just like you!"

Shi Rong curled the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly.

"Don't be like me. I'm not a good person."

Eh?

When Wa Lu heard this, he became unhappy. Who would say that about himself?

"Who said that? I think you're great. Compared to those willful and reckless daughters from other families, you're much better. Okay, what else do you want?"

Shi Rong laughed again and didn't argue with him any further.

The two returned to the private plane in the deserted mountains. Shi Rong took off her coat, and only then did Wa Lu see the full extent of her injuries.

On her left forearm, there was a wound at least ten centimeters long, which was cut diagonally on her fair and flawless skin.

Although the bleeding had stopped, the skin and flesh on both sides were still turned outward. This kind of injury was so shocking that even Walu felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Master. This is my first mission with you, and I've already caused you to get hurt. I'll be more careful next time..."

As Wa Lu spoke, he opened the black velvet medicine bag that Shi Rong had found. Inside was five or six bottles of external injury medicine with different effects.

"fine."

Shi Rong shook her head as usual. This little injury was nothing to her.

Wa Lu dipped the cotton ball in disinfectant in his hand, helped Shi Rong wipe away the blood around the wound, and rinsed it with saline solution to reduce inflammation.

Following Shi Rong's instructions, Wa Lu used the ointment and gauze bandage in his hand to help her treat the wound. Fortunately, he had good hands-on skills and was able to make up for his mistake.

Wa Lu gently returned her arm and asked softly.

"Does it hurt?"

Why is this the problem again?

Shi Rong shook his head indifferently.

"It doesn't hurt."

Does it hurt?

Doesn't she have a nerve system that senses pain? It seems she had the same expression today when she dislocated her wrist.

"How can it not hurt? Such a deep wound. Master, you are a girl, you need to learn how to act like a spoiled child with men."

???

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong couldn't help but twitch his speechless lips.

What does this have to do with being a spoiled brat?

Will it hurt if I act coquettishly?

"The problem is, you're not a man either."

"What did you say?"

Walu was so angry that she stood up on the spot. She could look down on his ability, but she couldn't question his gender!

He simply turned around several times just to show her his tall and mighty body.

"How do I look unmanly? I'm a serious man, okay? Could it be that I'm a shemale?"

Shi Rong was amused by his anger, but his smile was a little helpless.

"I didn't say you weren't a man, but you're still young, you're just a teenager."

Tsk!

Wa Lu was dissatisfied and put his hands on his hips.

"What's wrong with the boy? You don't like the boy?"

Shi Rong's eyelids fluttered.

"I'm already so old, why would I like a young man?"

Wa Lu frowned slightly and looked at her as if she were a fool.

"Master, do you have any misunderstandings about your own age? You are only 22 years old, you are still young. What do you mean by 'this old'? If you say so, then my father is an old man, right?"

Shi Rong nodded as a matter of course.

"correct."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two smiled at each other and the atmosphere became harmonious.

"I heard everything! Who are you calling an old man? You have no respect for your elders."

When Walu went to the kitchen to help her cook, Meister called.

Shi Rong was speechless. Why was this person so boring?

"Mais, you're 42 and your son is 17. It's inappropriate to act young now, right?"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Max didn't call her for such a trivial matter.

I was just a little worried because I saw her increasingly pale face through the monitor.

"Is the injury serious? After completing these nine missions, your commission has already reached tens of billions. If you feel unwell, go back to East City and rest. I'm really sorry that you got injured because of Wa Lu just after sending him there."

Shi Rong smiled, knowing what he was going to say, and shook his head stubbornly.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. It won't affect the progress of your mission, don't worry."

"Who's worried about that?"

Mais was almost going crazy. Did this woman know what he meant by what he said?

"I'm worried about you!"