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Chapter 117
"He is just an ignorant dude. Why are people treating him like this? If he really died in the ring today, it would be expected by everyone."
"Do you really think so? Why do you still..."
Gui Yun was driving the horse, when suddenly, the brakes were slammed, the horse roared, and its hooves scraped for a while and stopped.
Shen Li was holding on to the wall of the car to stabilize his body, but the next moment, a figure suddenly rushed in, wrapped in the breath of cold wind, and fell on him.
Seeing this, Gui Yun hurriedly opened the car curtain, "Master, who is..."
Just now the carriage came to a sudden stop, and just as he got up to check the situation, he saw a black figure get into the carriage, and opened the curtain without thinking.
"Drive back to the residence first." Shen Li didn't push away the person who fell on him, but his face turned slightly pale.
Gui Yun wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth.
Shen Li lowered his eyes, glanced at him roughly, and said in a cold voice, "Get out."
Someone's chin rested on his shoulder, motionless, as if he didn't hear it.
"Are you deaf?" Shen Li gritted his teeth and said again.
Then the man slowly opened the corners of his lips, "Uncle Huang's words are really contradictory, how can I get down after driving?"
"you……"
He was about to speak, but Jin Zhao raised his fist and opened it slowly in front of him, only to see half of the jade pendant flashing in front of Shen Li in an instant.
A moment of unnaturalness flashed across Shen Li's face.
Jin Zhao quickly caught it, "I remember... this is your uncle's stuff."
Shen Li turned his head aside, "You remember wrongly."
Jin Zhao leaned closer to his cheek, "How can I remember wrongly? Everything on Uncle Huang...I remember it all."
Shen Li turned around and immediately pushed him, "Aren't you afraid that I'll smash your mouth that needs beating?"
He didn't push very hard, but Jin Zhao's body lost any supporting strength, and fell down without warning, followed by his "hiss".
Shen Li sat on the spot, glanced at him indifferently, "Stop playing tricks, get out!"
Jin Zhao clenched the half of the jade pendant tightly, his face was extremely pale, and he half-closed his eyes to look at the man's handsome face, "I haven't seen you for so long, Uncle Emperor, you are still so cruel and poisonous."
His voice didn't have much strength either, it sounded weak, as if he was going to pass out the next moment.
Shen Li didn't pay any attention to him, just turned his eyes to one side, after an unknown amount of time, the man's eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Shen Li pursed his lips a little bit harder, still got up, reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to straighten his body.
He was still wearing the black jacket, which looked very thin.
Shen Li stretched out his hand to pull the fox fur from the side, and when he was about to cover him, he found that his palm was wet with a lot of blood.
He frowned, took the handkerchief and wiped his palms again, after thinking about it, he still rolled up his sleeves until his arms were exposed.
There were all kinds of small wounds on his arm, and he raised another one, and it was the same.
He was wearing black clothes, even if he was stained with blood, it was not very obvious.
Seeing him standing there intact at that time, he thought...he was fine.
It's just...he didn't show it in front of everyone.
His movements seemed a little eager, and he hurriedly wiped the blood on his arm with a handkerchief.
After a while, Jin Zhao opened his eyes again. don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that a different expression seemed to flash across this person's face, which was so fleeting that he couldn't catch it.
Jin Zhao took advantage of the situation and grabbed his wrist, pulling him in, "Uncle Huang, what are you doing?"
Shen Li tried to pull out his wrist, "I'm just afraid that you will dirty my carriage."