Money can do a lot of things, which can help Xue Zhan find a distant relative whom he has never met, which can make his distant relative willingly serve as a guardian for him, and can also allow the doctors of Lishan Mental Hospital to release the procedures very happily. The procedures are legal and the process goes smoothly.

After leaving Lishan Mental Hospital, Su Le threw a thick envelope to Xue Zhan's distant relative. Xue Zhan looked at the old farmer who bowed his head and bowed, his eyes full of indifference and disdain.

Su Le said: "He is your guardian. According to seniority, you have to call him Uncle Seven. I have spent a lot of effort to find you, my only relative."

Xue Zhan said coldly: "I have no relatives!"

Su Ledao: "You should know how to be grateful!"

Xue Zhan said: "I am a man who is famous for being heartless. You still have time to regret it now."

Minglong, who was driving in front, said: "Whether the wolf is heartless or the wolf's ambition is, I don't care about what others do, but if I dare to be sorry to the young master, I will take out his heart and soul and let him test it well by myself."

Xue Zhan leaned forward a little and observed Minglong's face from the side: "Do you have this ability?"

Minglong elbowed and elbowed Xue Zhan's face with a fierce elbow, causing Xue Zhan's nose to flow. Xue Zhan leaned back to the back seat. He didn't care about the gushing nose bleeding at all, and laughed.

Su Le couldn't bear it and threw a roll of tissue to him. Xue Zhan did not rush to wipe it, but laughed: "I like this bloody smell, which is really charming, which makes me feel that I am alive again. He fell down the car window, and the cold wind outside the window whizzed in, blowing his long hair. Xue Zhan let out a strange roar outside, and then laughed, like a complete madman.

Minglong said coldly: "Crazy!"

Xue Zhan smiled and said, "I am, so you'd better stay away from me. Maybe when I will use a razor to cut your throat with a razor when you are not paying attention. Have you ever seen someone who has a razor's throat? He covered his wounds, and blood kept pouring out. No matter how you cover it up, it can't be covered. Death is actually not terrible. The process of death is terrible. Fear is actually the most beautiful thing in the world. You will never understand what kind of happiness it is to appreciate other people's fear."

Su Le said, "I didn't see that you are happy. The reason you said this should be to hide the fear in your heart."

Xue Zhan glared at Su Le and said, "What am I afraid of? What else can I be afraid of?"

Su Le said: "The more a person packages himself with a crazy pervert, the more he proves that he lacks confidence. You have been away from the real society for eighteen years. Are you both expecting and afraid of the life that is about to begin?"

What Su Le is talking about is Xue Zhan’s psychology at this moment. Xue Zhan sneered. He picked up the roll of paper and wiped away the blood on his face. He showed his white teeth and his smile looked gloomy and terrifying.

Minglong saw Xue Zhan's expression at this time from the reflector, and sighed in his heart that Su Le was going to dance with the wolf. Eighteen years of dormancy will not only not remove the sharpness of a lone wolf, but will only make him even cold-blooded and cruel. Give Xue Zhan freedom, will he let the tiger return to the mountain? Will he bring Su Le benefits or disadvantages? Everything is still unknown.

The car came to Mingzhu Hotel. Su Le booked a room in 1818. Minglong pushed the wheelchair and came to the room. Someone had been waiting here. Su Le prepared a barber for Xue Zhan in advance.

The barber picked up the scissors, smiled and sought opinions, "What kind of hairstyle should I do?"

Xue Zhan frowned, then shook his head and said, "I don't need a haircut, I look pretty good now."

Su Le said, "Be shorter, I can't stand your long hair and sloppy."

Xue Zhan looked at Su Le coldly: "Who do you think you are? I will thank you very much for bringing me out of it? I tell you, no one in this world can force me."

Su Lepingjing and Xue Zhan looked at each other: "Since you know I got you out, you should know how to respect you. Even if you don't know how to respect you, you should be grateful."

Xue Zhan sneered: "I don't need to thank you. In my eyes, there are only strangers and enemies in this world. I hate others' fingers at me. If you don't want to be my enemy, it's better not to do this!"

Su Le laughed and said to the barber: "Scratch him a bald head!"

Xue Zhan's eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent, which made the barber tremble in his heart, and he didn't dare to approach with scissors in his hand.

Su Ledao: "Cut!"

The barber nodded. He just approached Xue Zhan, but Xue Zhan reached out his hand. The eighteen-year imprisonment career did not hinder his flexibility at all. The barber's wrist holding the scissors was twisted by Xue Zhan. In the severe pain, the scissors fell off his hand. Xue Zhan took it with one hand and pressed the tip of the scissors against the side of the barber's neck. This is where the common carotid artery passes. Even if Xue Zhan closes his eyes, he can recognize the other party's vital point.

Minglong rushed forward, Xue Zhan pushed hard, and the barber screamed and retreated backward, moving backward with the wheelchair. Xue Zhan took advantage of the situation and twisted his body and grabbed the razor in the tray, aimed at Minglong and threw it over. Minglong's body turned, and the razor flew against his cheek, nailed to the door.

Minglong was furious and strode forward.

Xue Zhan snorted coldly and said, "If you dare to take a step forward, I will stab him to death!"

Su Le reached out to stop Minglong, looked at Xue Zhan, and sighed softly, "From what I know about you, you should not be a person who likes to show off your stupidity."

Xue Zhan gritted his teeth and said, "Who am I? Haha, I don't even know myself, how can you know? Don't forget, I am a lunatic. Even if I kill someone, at most I will send me back. One more life is nothing to me."

Su Le said: "Do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Xue Zhan said: "Boy, who do you think you are? Even if Su Donglai resurrected, I will not look at his face. Do you dare to force me?" The murderous intent spread around.

The barber who was blocked by him with scissors was so scared that he trembled all over, and tears fell down his tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Big... uncle, I call you a dear uncle... this matter has nothing to do with me... it doesn't matter..."

"Shut up!" Xue Zhan shouted angrily.

Su Le unscrewed a bottle of mineral water on the coffee table, took a sip, then took out a photo and raised it in front of Xue Zhan. The photo was a photo of a mother and daughter. Xue Zhan looked at the photo, his lips trembled, and his stoic gaze suddenly flashed.

Su Le said: "You should be familiar with the woman on the right in the photo. Eighteen years ago, she was the red card in Shen Hai's nightclub. The reason why you were plotted to such a miserable state is all because of this woman. You definitely don't have her whereabouts, but I have it!"

After Su Le finished speaking, he put the photo back in his pocket.

Xue Zhan bit his lip and slowly lowered the scissors. After the barber escaped from danger, his legs were sore and he sat on the floor.

Minglong walked over and stuck Xue Zhan's neck with one hand. He raised his fist to hit his lower abdomen and punched Xue Zhan's body curled up like a shrimp and kept coughing.

Su Le waved his hand and signaled Minglong not to do anything again. He stood up, came to the barber and helped him up from the ground: "Is there anything wrong?"

The barber's face was covered with tears, and she was so scared that she shook her head.

Su Ledao: "Can you continue to work?"

The barber shook his head desperately.

Su Le said: "I'll give you double the price."

Not to mention double, ten times people are reluctant to do it. I have never seen anyone helping someone to take care of their hair and almost lose their lives.

When Su Le saw the barber so scared, he really couldn't continue working. He asked Minglong to get a thousand yuan to suppress him, and then asked him to keep it strictly confidential. The barber got the money and ran away without looking back.

After the barber left, Su Le came to the door and pulled the razor down. He said to Minglong: "Uncle Ming, go outside and wait for me."

Minglong looked at Xue Zhan with some concern, and Su Le smiled and said, "Don't worry, he is just pretending."

When Minglong saw Su Le insisting, he could only nodded and said, "Young Master, be careful."

After Minglong left, he brought the door with his backhand. Su Le came to Xue Zhan with a razor. He pulled up a strand of Xue Zhan's long hair and whispered: "You drove away the barber, so I can only reluctantly." The razor in his hand moved slightly, cutting off a strand of Xue Zhan's long hair.

The muscles in the corner of Xue Zhan's eyes suddenly jumped, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Su Le said: "My parents are given their hair. I remember Cao Mengde had cut his hair and replaced him. Do you feel that I was a little too much?"

Xue Zhan said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Su Le said: "Living is always much happier than dying. The reason why you can endure the 18-year life of losing freedom is not that the belief in revenge is supporting you, but because you don't want to die at all, and you still have concerns in this world." He cut off a strand of Xue Zhan's long hair.

Xue Zhan remained motionless, looking out the window quietly. He had to admit that the room arranged by Su Le for him was very good. Through the window, you could see the clear and transparent blue sky, the rippling waves of Shenjiang, the rows of tall buildings, and the flow of traffic. All of this was so real and so friendly, but in his heart it seemed so far and so strange.

Su Le said: "Short after you were destroyed and went crazy, Yan Meixin suddenly disappeared from Shen Hai. Some people said she was dead, and some people said she went to Xiangjiang. It has been eighteen years. Have you forgotten this name in your heart?"

Xue Zhan's eyes fell down and saw a strand of long hair falling slowly on the ground. His deep eyes chased the strand of long hair. As the long hair fell to the ground, an indescribable grief strangled his heart. Xue Zhan's hands tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, and it was obvious that he was trying his best to control his emotions.
Chapter completed!