Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Sir Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Narrowly escaped

His voice was very low, and he wore a hat on his head, so his facial features could not be seen clearly.

However, just listening to his voice gave people a feeling that it was very difficult to get close to him. Just as Lyra nodded and said yes, she was hit by a stick from behind and fainted. She did not know how long she had been unconscious. When she opened her eyes, she felt that she was tied up and tied with a hemp rope on the firewood. The environment around her was dim, and she could vaguely see that it was the storeroom of a certain family. At the door, someone spoke. "Are you sure it's her? Don't make a mistake and hurt the innocent." "It can't be wrong. Little Huzi called her Madam behind the school. She must be Hank's fiancee and that person's daughter. After so many years, I have finally found a chance to take revenge. I must burn her to ashes and avenge Old Guo!" "It has been so many years. Why don't we forget about it? After all, Mr. Barnwell has helped us a lot over the years." The more Lyra listened, the more confused she became. Her feet rubbed against the firewood, and the sound attracted the attention of the man at the door. "Are you awake?" He walked into the house and took off his hat.

Under the moonlight, Lyra could see half of his face covered in scars. It was a shocking sight. She was so scared that she could not speak. The man had a full beard and when he smiled, he looked even more terrifying than a hell messenger. "Don't worry. After the fire burns, you will soon lose consciousness," he said slowly. "Let me go, you are murdering me!" Lyra shouted immediately. "Murdering?" The man's eyes widened, "You should blame your father. He has committed too many sins, and this is his retribution today." Seeing him walk over with a torch in hand, Lyra shook her head violently. "No... Don't come over!" The flame was about to ignite. She suddenly thought of what they had just said and immediately shouted, "I am not Alma. You got the wrong person! Is the person you are looking for Lachlan?" "What?" The man was stunned. "I am not Alma, not Hank's fiancee. You have found the wrong person. Let me go." The man stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he took out the photo that she had lost from her shirt pocket and raised it up. "This is you, right?"

Lyra did not know whether to say yes or no. "Heh, you still want to lie to me? Go to hell." With a wave of his hand, the firewood in his hand was ignited. The room was filled with dry firewood, and it soon started burning. Lyra struggled with all her might, choking on the smoke until she couldn't open her eyes. "Chen Feng, you got the wrong person. Her surname isn't Kensley."

Then the uncle rushed into the sea of fire and carried Lyra out. The two of them had just run out when the entire house collapsed. Flames filled the sky and thick smoke billowed. Lyra was still in shock and her body kept shaking. Last time, she was trapped in the fire at Hank's house. She could at least find some water and run out from the side door.

This time, her hands and feet were tied up and she had been trapped for so long. The feeling of fear swept through her entire body. "Little girl, are you alright?" Uncle Zhang bent down to help her. But Lyra couldn't believe them. What kind of secret was hidden in this village? Why would an ordinary farmer know about Lachlan? They even hated him to such an extent that they didn't care about getting involved in a life lawsuit and wanted to burn his daughter to death. Blood for blood, what kind of terrible thing did they do? Lyra was still in shock. Uncle Zhang sighed heavily and dragged the bearded uncle over. "Quick, apologize to this child." "I'm sorry, I really recognized the wrong person." The uncle sighed with a lonely look on his face.

Lyra didn't know what to say either.

"Where is my photo?" she asked after hesitating for a long time. The uncle pointed at the burnt house behind her. "Gone."

Lyra didn't know what to say. It was really the heavens who were messing with her! As she watched the flame finally disappear into the night, she suddenly thought of something and grabbed the uncle. "You know that photo. Who is it in the photo?" Uncle Zhang's eyes widened, and he grabbed her. "You stupid girl, you still want to ask? You almost lost your life for it. Why bother about those things?" Lyra did not have time to explain before she was dragged away by Uncle Zhang. He was clearly limping and could not walk properly, but he was very strong. He did not give Lyra a chance to speak and kept nagging. "You've encountered danger several times, and you still have to ask!" "It's been so long, and it's still someone else's business. What does it have to do with

you?"

Lyra was pulled back to the hotel by him. "Hurry up and go in. Leave early tomorrow morning and never come back again."

Uncle Zhang finished speaking and turned to leave. "You know my father, right?” “I am a poor old man. I don't know anyone." Uncle Zhang snorted and turned around even faster.

"His name is Drake Jones."

If Uncle Zhang and Hank knew each other because of Hank's father.

If the person standing next to her father in that photo was Hank's father, something must have happened between them.

"The two people in the photo are you and the uncle just now, but there is another person. I don't know who it is. I just want to know what happened back then." Lyra walked forward and said seriously. She had a premonition. If she could solve the puzzle left behind by her father, she could also know why Hank had hated the Jones family. Uncle Zhang bent his body and sighed heavily. "Why? Why did you force me? Just let go of the past. Is it not good?" "Uncle Zhang, if this is related to my family being destroyed, will you still let me let it go?" Lyra asked with red eyes. "You..." Uncle Zhang finally sighed. "Wait for me here." He walked into his house step by step. Seeing the light on, a glimmer of hope ignited in Lyra's heart.

Perhaps, she could finally know about the past. But before Uncle Zhang could come back, the walls of the inn suddenly shook violently, and the stairs began to tremble... In just a few seconds, the shabby inn collapsed. "It's an earthquake!" There were noisy shouts everywhere, the sound of people running, and the crying of children. Lyra's hand was hurt, and she lost consciousness from the pain. Someone pulled her out from under the wooden board. When she looked up, she bumped into his deep and cold eyes. Her palm was cold, and her fingertips were placed in his palm. She felt a kind of temperature. The street was a mess, and there was dust everywhere. There were occasional aftershocks. Because it was a mountain road, it would take some time before the ambulance came.

Everyone was in a mess. People were shouting everywhere, "Help! Quick, there are people here." Keith helped the inn owner out. Both of them were covered in dust. The inn owner was coughing non-stop. Suddenly, he pointed at Uncle Zhang who had been carried out. Lyra immediately pushed Hank away and ran over. "Uncle Zhang!"