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Feathers turn into flames, flames turn into blood, blood turn into bones, bones turn into marrow, marrow turns into ashes, and gray turns into snow...
Three years later
February is the coldest time in Tokyo, and the sky is gloomy and the clouds are thick. It is the sky that is not snowy. Against the backdrop of the gray sky, the sky is full of momentum and sharp edges, cutting the gray city into vivid pictures. Because it is Valentine's Day, many commercial buildings have launched warm atmosphere advertisements. Couples can be seen everywhere on the streets. The sweet fragrance of roses is filled with the air, adding a lot of warmth to this cold winter.
A black car drove through the downtown city silently, turned a few times, and someone came to open the car door in front of a secluded Western-style detached house. Asami Ryusuke took a deep breath and got out of the car. He was wearing a formal black suit today, with his hair shining in his shirt. There was a red rose in his pocket. The gorgeous rose formed a sharp contrast with his gloomy face. However, at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, it was already soaked in the dusk, and the snow fell from the ground.
Among the flying snowflakes, the scenery in front of you is even more bleak. The doors and windows are closed and the curtains are hanging low, as if they are impatient with the invasion of spring cold. The pots of flowers on the rooftop on the second floor have already died. Only a few bare branches stand tremblingly in the cold wind without waiting for Ryusuke's instructions. His subordinates were already guarding the door. No one dared to follow him into the house. Everyone knew that this was a forbidden place. If it weren't forbidden to plot against others, Ryusuke wouldn't have brought his bodyguards at all.
After passing through the foyer, he went up the stairs and opened the familiar bedroom. The furniture was simple, a dressing table, an antique chair, and then the French carved large bed that occupied almost half of the room. The golden tassels drooped low, and a gauze tent softly sprinkled through the translucent bed curtain. He seemed to see the woman sleeping on her side with her quilt, her exposed snow-white shoulders and doors and windows were double-layer soundproof, and the walls and ceiling were filled with cork. They had been here and went to the top together. The hot moans in the depths of love almost pierced the roof. To this day, the soft cry of the woman seemed to still echo in his ears.
Here is everything about him
Everything is as usual
The dark red velvet curtains hang down to the ground, like the time of solidification
Ryusuke was silent and sat down in front of the dressing table. There were countless bottles and jars on it, all kinds of cosmetics and perfume bottles that the woman liked were now empty on the table, with only one urn and a black and white photo of her.
In the photo, she has an exquisite little face the size of a palm, and her pair of phoenix eyes are raised upwards. She is born with a seductive appearance. Thinking about the past, it was this time that the autumn waves made him lose his soul and lose his heart.
Sakurako's concubine mother, his lover
Are you okay? He picked up the photo. I didn't see you during the days you were hospitalized. I thought, if you were still awake, I would definitely not want me to see you.
He paused, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Look, this is the end of your marriage to the old man. If you had known this would be like this, would you still make such a stupid decision? Humph, a self-righteous woman...
I love me, but I can't wait for more than ten years, or even for several years. I think I am self-righteous, greedy and vain, and I will lie and deceive people... In short, you are the worst among my Ryusuke's women...
If you hadn't given birth to a son for me... but the son would have died too
He suddenly became a little irritated, threw the photo, took out a cigarette to light it, took a sip, and looked blankly at the rising smoke rings.
I'm getting married again and I'm about to have a child soon. The doctor said, it's probably a boy
He smiled tiredly and said: I have been doing well in the past few years, and it can almost be said that everything I want is fulfilled, except... when I miss you
Huizi is young and beautiful, much more obedient than you, but I still can't forget... You slut
He said this, and even he felt nothing to say. He smoked in a silence, staring at the face that bothered him in the photo.
For a moment, only his own breathing was heard in the room. The cigarette butt was clearly extinguished and was the only source of light.
After a while, he finally spoke: I haven't gone out to play anymore. Huizi is a very good wife. I don't want to be too sorry for her... However, every February 14th, I will come here to see you.
He snatched out the cigarette butts, stood up, and put the rose in front of the photo: I won't spend the night here this time, after all, she has a child, I brought you a rose, which is a perfect match. Anyway, you don't care about these flowers and plants, and the jewelry and fashion you like... The old man has already given you enough
The bright red rose set off the woman's smile in the photo, which made him stunned for a while. He turned around and was about to leave the antique chair in front of the velvet curtains. There was a figure on the antique chair in front of the velvet curtains!
Seeing him get up, the man stood up suddenly. The light was too dark and he couldn't see the man's eyebrows clearly. He only felt that his figure was quite tall, and there was an invisible pressure in his silence.
Long Jie was stunned for a moment before he reacted and rushed to the door, but there were two floors. As soon as he opened the first level, he was knocked to the ground by the man. Then with a bang, the door that had just opened was also locked.
The man was so strong! The floor was covered with a thick carpet, but he still felt pain. He was about to get up. The man stepped forward and pressed his chest with one knee. The black muzzle had already pressed against his forehead.
For a moment, his heartbeat stopped
The man smiled and showed his white teeth: Luckily! I have wanted to see you for a long time
The man spoke Japanese, but his tone was quite strange, and he did not have a local accent. He seemed to be a foreigner who had learned to speak Japanese. Even so, the coldness and hatred in his words were still clear and sensible.
In the flash of lightning, he suddenly understood who that person was
Sanada Kiyoto? He trembled and spit out the name
At this moment, a sharp pain came from the crackling sound of both arms, and both arms were dislocated!
He screamed, thinking that he would faint from pain, but no one smiled lightly, letting go of him and then the lights came on. The man sat peacefully on an antique chair, his breath was not messy, and the gun in his hand was gone. He seemed to have some foreign blood, his facial features were deeper than ordinary people, his wheat-colored skin and tight muscles showed strong explosive power, but his whole body was silent. The restrained crimson velvet curtain village covered his tall and majestic figure, his marble-like face, his bright and cold eyes, and his slightly raised strong jaw, which reminded people of the statue of the Roman emperor on the ancient silver coins.
Ryusuke looked down and noticed that there were two silver rings, one large and one small, on his middle finger and ring finger on his right hand. The pattern of skeleton flames was the symbol of the terrifying Sanada group in America.
The man smiled coldly, his eyes as sharp as a blade: It seems we don't need to introduce each other, Mr. Ryusuke Asami
Ryusuke was stunned for a while and suddenly shouted: Sanada Kiyoto... Why are you still alive? I heard that when you returned to Sanada team to take charge of the operation, he let out an important undercover agent, which caused the Sanada team to suffer heavy losses and withdrew from New York. Therefore, how could it be executed by Sanada team to execute the family law? How could it be...
Qingxiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said: Obviously not
However, you are very informed. It seems that I have not found the wrong person. He bent down and looked at Ryusuke. His long slightly curly hair was hanging down, and his eyes looked deeper.
Long Jie felt cold in his heart, swallowed, and said: It's not me! I don't know where Asami Yu is! He ran away with someone three years ago, and the company's stock price fell a lot and didn't care. I finally managed to support this mess...
Kiyoko interrupted him tiredly: OK, stop talking nonsense, I'm investigating you for a day or two, you know why I came here, just like I know I should wait for you here, these dirty things in Asami's family are not as secret as you think you are.
He looked around, smiled, and said: This is where you and your stepmother meet? There are also soundproofing facilities, and he thinks so thoughtful
He strode over, picked up the rose, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he let go of his hand, but was stabbed by the spikes on the rose. The red blood immediately popped up. He ignored it and wiped it on the black and white photo. There was a trace of blood on Sakurako's beautiful face.
Ryusuke was stunned and said angrily: Ah, you bastard! Take away your dirty hands quickly, you have dirty the photo!
Qingxiao turned her face and smiled slightly: It's just a photo, why are you so nervous? He raised his hand and the photo was torn into two halves and fell down lightly
Ryusuke was furious and said sternly: You...you dare... The voice suddenly stopped and Kiyoko had already picked up Sakurako's urn!
The blood faded away in an instant, and he shivered twice, saying: What do you want to do? Don’t... Don’t do it randomly. If you have something to discuss, it’s too boring to ask someone to vent your anger. Besides, she is innocent, it has nothing to do with her!
Qingxiao looked motionless and said lightly: She is innocent, so what? There are too many innocent people, as long as it can make you suffer, I am willing to try anything.
He smiled faintly, opened the box, grabbed a handful of ashes, his five fingers were slightly loose, and the fine white powder fell from the gaps of his fingers, falling on the heavy carpet, instantly turning into dust
Ryusuke screamed, his screaming sharply and miserable, like a mouse with his legs clamped by a mouse trap, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Qingxiao looked at him condescendingly and murmured: So you will feel heartbroken too? That's just ashes. She was dead and even burned to ashes. No matter how hard she rubbed her, she didn't feel anything... He slowly clenched his five fingers, and his knuckles turned white due to force. The powder in his hand seemed to be unable to bear his pressure and spilled down one after another.
Ryusuke looked up quickly, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth and said: If you are the ones, come to me! You even ruined the dead, you... you are simply not a human!
A cold smile appeared on Qingxiao's lips: You can't stand this? But have you ever watched your lover be abused inhumanely, but you could only watch that you could not do anything? Even though you knew that he would be abused or bullied, you could only leave and escape like a coward! That was not a dead body, but a living person! A living person who would feel pain and hurt!
He closed his eyes and said in a stern manner: I have imagined that one day I will find you and must bring your lover to you, cut her throat with a knife, let you watch blood flow out of her throat, and watch her hurt so much that she can't shout out, slowly dying, but you can't save her, you can't save it at all! You can only stay there, just watch...
What a pity Ah... It's a pity that when I finally waited for this day, she was already dead! The pain I had tasted before is still impossible for you to taste! He laughed wildly, swept the box to the ground and poured the ashes on the ground, raising the light fog in the sky
Ryusuke screamed in despair, trying to save something, but his hands could not move at all, kicking and pulling the carpet, and the bulky antique chair was overturned to the ground, but he could finally move a few steps and climb to the urn, tears couldn't help but flow down
Qingxiao looked at it silently for a while, walked forward, kicked him one meter away
Ryusuke roared wildly, hissing, and said: Bastard! You did this just to Asami Yu, that little pig! Unfortunately, no matter what you do, you can't save him anymore!
Qingxiao narrowed his eyes, and the danger gathered in his eyes: What did you say?
His face was still as calm as ever, and even his clothes and hair did not fluctuate at all, but Ryusuke felt his anger, and only felt happy, and laughed: Didn't you hear clearly? Asami Yu, that little pig! Not only did I say that, I also carved this word on his butt, and he would never get rid of it in his life!
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already been grabbed by Qingxiao and pulled up. He slapped his face hard with his backhand and palm. He felt a numbness on his right face, his ears buzzing, his head tilted, and he opened his mouth and spit out two bloody teeth.
This slap stimulated Ryusuke's sexual attack and laughed wildly: You have known him for so long, but you haven't touched a finger before? Haha, I fucked him enough, but later he would tremble with fear when he heard my footsteps...
The answer to him was a series of slaps, which made his teeth squirt blood, his cheeks swollen from both sides, but he still cursed endlessly, and his whole face was twisted by hatred: ...I have never seen anything cheaper than him! Do you know, once, in order to show his loyalty to Ah Nin, he actually pulled down his fingernails by himself, haha! The lowest-blocked prostitute in Tokyo is also nobler than him, cleaner than him... He is a pig that can be fed with semen...
Qingxiao could no longer bear it, and strangled his throat and said sternly: Stop talking! If you insult him again, I will kill you!
Long Jie grinned, his teeth flowing down like a river, and said with a smile: Is this an insult to him? I'm just telling you the truth... The pig is a bad pig...
Qingxiao laughed angrily, and his subordinates gradually tried hard. Ryusuke's face turned purple, his eyes were bulging out, and he still shouted: Kill me! Kill me, you will never know the whereabouts of that cheap pig in your life! Ah, you are a pig if you don't dare to attack!
Kiyoko stared at him, let go of his five fingers and fell to the ground, feeling his cheeks completely numb, and before he could come back to his senses, Kiyoko had already grabbed him and put them on the antique chair that was being straightened, he could finally take a breath
Qingxiao tidied up his clothes almost gentlely, stroked his swollen and vicious face, and said with a smile: Tell me, where is Xiaoyu?
Ryusuke swallowed a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of contempt, and he sneered: If your dirty hands didn't move, Sakurako, now he knelt down and kowtowed to me until he bleeded, and even begged me kindly, maybe I could still consider it...
Kiyoko was stunned and suddenly smiled, but she didn't stop smiling. She raised her foot and kicked Ryusuke's heart, kicking him and the chair a few meters away, hitting the wall Ryusuke fell to the ground, and the heavy antique chair hit his back, and couldn't help but squirt out another mouthful of blood.
Qingxiao walked up, pulled open the chair, stepped on his face, and said deeply: How dare you threaten me, what! Do you think I really can't do anything to you?
Ryusuke's face was already swollen like a pig's head. After being polished by the rough soles of the shoes, he suddenly broke his skin and bleeded. He felt a burst of heart-wrenching pain and could only see Qingxiao's trouser legs. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. His voice suddenly lowered octaves, and he said with a stern look: What are you... don't think about it, don't think about it...
Qingxiao smiled softly, and the eagle grabbed a chicken and picked him up, threw it on the carved bed, pulled off the curtain, tore it a few pieces, spread his legs apart and tied it to the bed post for thought, and even his dislocated hands were tied tightly to the head of the bed, so that he would lie on his back on his back, unable to move.
The association caused by this posture was too unbeautiful. Ryusuke was really panicked and said: Hello, you don’t, you don’t...
Qingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: So why are you nervous? Do you think someone is happy to fuck you just like you, your rough skin?
This was very bad, but Ryusuke breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that Kiyoshi had an extra tube of injection in his hand and didn't care. Until Kiyoshi rolled up his sleeves and said leisurely: By the way, you have investigated me for so long, so you should know what the Sanada team made their fortune by making a fortune, right?
Ryusuke was stunned and suddenly realized that he felt a stream of air conditioning rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and said hoarsely: Is this...drug?
Qingxiao stared at the injection in her hand and smiled, her smile seemed a little sad: It's Ah, you're not stupid at all drugs
Long Jie's heart was full of courage, his previous cruelty and rebelliousness disappeared, and he couldn't help but tremble. Zhang Huang said in a daze: You, you... don't... I beg you, please don't... I beg you...
Qingxiao was still staring at the liquid in the syringe and whispered: Are you afraid of drugs? It's Ah, I'm afraid of being both afraid and hate when I was eighteen years old. My best friend died of overdoses. My son did a good thing
He held the corner of his mouth and smiled and said: Of course he didn't want it either, but it happened just like that. So later I applied for pharmacy at Harvard University, just to find a truly effective drug that can completely get rid of drug addiction. This is not easy. Now some drugs cause damage to brain nerve tissues is simply irreversible. My mentor is one of the best experts in the world. I will say to myself that I have some achievements in this area, but none of them have made breakthrough progress.
A hint of undetectable pain flashed in his eyes and said lightly: It seems that I am destined to be unable to eat this bowl of rice. The drug dealer's son cannot become an angel.
Feathers turn into flames, flames turn into blood, blood turn into bones, bones turn into marrow, marrow turns into ashes, and gray turns into snow...
Three years later
February is the coldest time in Tokyo, and the sky is gloomy and the clouds are thick. It is the sky that is not snowy. Against the backdrop of the gray sky, the sky is full of momentum and sharp edges, cutting the gray city into vivid pictures. Because it is Valentine's Day, many commercial buildings have launched warm atmosphere advertisements. Couples can be seen everywhere on the streets. The sweet fragrance of roses is filled with the air, adding a lot of warmth to this cold winter.
A black car drove through the downtown city silently, turned a few times, and someone came to open the car door in front of a secluded Western-style detached house. Asami Ryusuke took a deep breath and got out of the car. He was wearing a formal black suit today, with his hair shining in his shirt. There was a red rose in his pocket. The gorgeous rose formed a sharp contrast with his gloomy face. However, at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, it was already soaked in the dusk, and the snow fell from the ground.
Among the flying snowflakes, the scenery in front of you is even more bleak. The doors and windows are closed and the curtains are hanging low, as if they are impatient with the invasion of spring cold. The pots of flowers on the rooftop on the second floor have already died. Only a few bare branches stand tremblingly in the cold wind without waiting for Ryusuke's instructions. His subordinates were already guarding the door. No one dared to follow him into the house. Everyone knew that this was a forbidden place. If it weren't forbidden to plot against others, Ryusuke wouldn't have brought his bodyguards at all.
After passing through the foyer, he went up the stairs and opened the familiar bedroom. The furniture was simple, a dressing table, an antique chair, and then the French carved large bed that occupied almost half of the room. The golden tassels drooped low, and a gauze tent softly sprinkled through the translucent bed curtain. He seemed to see the woman sleeping on her side with her quilt, her exposed snow-white shoulders and doors and windows were double-layer soundproof, and the walls and ceiling were filled with cork. They had been here and went to the top together. The hot moans in the depths of love almost pierced the roof. To this day, the soft cry of the woman seemed to still echo in his ears.
Here is everything about him
Everything is as usual
The dark red velvet curtains hang down to the ground, like the time of solidification
Ryusuke was silent and sat down in front of the dressing table. There were countless bottles and jars on it, all kinds of cosmetics and perfume bottles that the woman liked were now empty on the table, with only one urn and a black and white photo of her.
In the photo, she has an exquisite little face the size of a palm, and her pair of phoenix eyes are raised upwards. She is born with a seductive appearance. Thinking about the past, it was this time that the autumn waves made him lose his soul and lose his heart.
Sakurako's concubine mother, his lover
Are you okay? He picked up the photo. I didn't see you during the days you were hospitalized. I thought, if you were still awake, I would definitely not want me to see you.
He paused, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Look, this is the end of your marriage to the old man. If you had known this would be like this, would you still make such a stupid decision? Humph, a self-righteous woman...
I love me, but I can't wait for more than ten years, or even for several years. I think I am self-righteous, greedy and vain, and I will lie and deceive people... In short, you are the worst among my Ryusuke's women...
If you hadn't given birth to a son for me... but the son would have died too
He suddenly became a little irritated, threw the photo, took out a cigarette to light it, took a sip, and looked blankly at the rising smoke rings.
I'm getting married again and I'm about to have a child soon. The doctor said, it's probably a boy
He smiled tiredly and said: I have been doing well in the past few years, and it can almost be said that everything I want is fulfilled, except... when I miss you
Huizi is young and beautiful, much more obedient than you, but I still can't forget... You slut
He said this, and even he felt nothing to say. He smoked in a silence, staring at the face that bothered him in the photo.
For a moment, only his own breathing was heard in the room. The cigarette butt was clearly extinguished and was the only source of light.
After a while, he finally spoke: I haven't gone out to play anymore. Huizi is a very good wife. I don't want to be too sorry for her... However, every February 14th, I will come here to see you.
He snatched out the cigarette butts, stood up, and put the rose in front of the photo: I won't spend the night here this time, after all, she has a child, I brought you a rose, which is a perfect match. Anyway, you don't care about these flowers and plants, and the jewelry and fashion you like... The old man has already given you enough
The bright red rose set off the woman's smile in the photo, which made him stunned for a while. He turned around and was about to leave the antique chair in front of the velvet curtains. There was a figure on the antique chair in front of the velvet curtains!
Seeing him get up, the man stood up suddenly. The light was too dark and he couldn't see the man's eyebrows clearly. He only felt that his figure was quite tall, and there was an invisible pressure in his silence.
Long Jie was stunned for a moment before he reacted and rushed to the door, but there were two floors. As soon as he opened the first level, he was knocked to the ground by the man. Then with a bang, the door that had just opened was also locked.
The man was so strong! The floor was covered with a thick carpet, but he still felt pain. He was about to get up. The man stepped forward and pressed his chest with one knee. The black muzzle had already pressed against his forehead.
For a moment, his heartbeat stopped
The man smiled and showed his white teeth: Luckily! I have wanted to see you for a long time
The man spoke Japanese, but his tone was quite strange, and he did not have a local accent. He seemed to be a foreigner who had learned to speak Japanese. Even so, the coldness and hatred in his words were still clear and sensible.
In the flash of lightning, he suddenly understood who that person was
Sanada Kiyoto? He trembled and spit out the name
At this moment, a sharp pain came from the crackling sound of both arms, and both arms were dislocated!
He screamed, thinking that he would faint from pain, but no one smiled lightly, letting go of him and then the lights came on. The man sat peacefully on an antique chair, his breath was not messy, and the gun in his hand was gone. He seemed to have some foreign blood, his facial features were deeper than ordinary people, his wheat-colored skin and tight muscles showed strong explosive power, but his whole body was silent. The restrained crimson velvet curtain village covered his tall and majestic figure, his marble-like face, his bright and cold eyes, and his slightly raised strong jaw, which reminded people of the statue of the Roman emperor on the ancient silver coins.
Ryusuke looked down and noticed that there were two silver rings, one large and one small, on his middle finger and ring finger on his right hand. The pattern of skeleton flames was the symbol of the terrifying Sanada group in America.
The man smiled coldly, his eyes as sharp as a blade: It seems we don't need to introduce each other, Mr. Ryusuke Asami
Ryusuke was stunned for a while and suddenly shouted: Sanada Kiyoto... Why are you still alive? I heard that when you returned to Sanada team to take charge of the operation, he let out an important undercover agent, which caused the Sanada team to suffer heavy losses and withdrew from New York. Therefore, how could it be executed by Sanada team to execute the family law? How could it be...
Qingxiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said: Obviously not
However, you are very informed. It seems that I have not found the wrong person. He bent down and looked at Ryusuke. His long slightly curly hair was hanging down, and his eyes looked deeper.
Long Jie felt cold in his heart, swallowed, and said: It's not me! I don't know where Asami Yu is! He ran away with someone three years ago, and the company's stock price fell a lot and didn't care. I finally managed to support this mess...
Kiyoko interrupted him tiredly: OK, stop talking nonsense, I'm investigating you for a day or two, you know why I came here, just like I know I should wait for you here, these dirty things in Asami's family are not as secret as you think you are.
He looked around, smiled, and said: This is where you and your stepmother meet? There are also soundproofing facilities, and he thinks so thoughtful
He strode over, picked up the rose, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he let go of his hand, but was stabbed by the spikes on the rose. The red blood immediately popped up. He ignored it and wiped it on the black and white photo. There was a trace of blood on Sakurako's beautiful face.
Ryusuke was stunned and said angrily: Ah, you bastard! Take away your dirty hands quickly, you have dirty the photo!
Qingxiao turned her face and smiled slightly: It's just a photo, why are you so nervous? He raised his hand and the photo was torn into two halves and fell down lightly
Ryusuke was furious and said sternly: You...you dare... The voice suddenly stopped and Kiyoko had already picked up Sakurako's urn!
The blood faded away in an instant, and he shivered twice, saying: What do you want to do? Don’t... Don’t do it randomly. If you have something to discuss, it’s too boring to ask someone to vent your anger. Besides, she is innocent, it has nothing to do with her!
Qingxiao looked motionless and said lightly: She is innocent, so what? There are too many innocent people, as long as it can make you suffer, I am willing to try anything.
He smiled faintly, opened the box, grabbed a handful of ashes, his five fingers were slightly loose, and the fine white powder fell from the gaps of his fingers, falling on the heavy carpet, instantly turning into dust
Ryusuke screamed, his screaming sharply and miserable, like a mouse with his legs clamped by a mouse trap, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Qingxiao looked at him condescendingly and murmured: So you will feel heartbroken too? That's just ashes. She was dead and even burned to ashes. No matter how hard she rubbed her, she didn't feel anything... He slowly clenched his five fingers, and his knuckles turned white due to force. The powder in his hand seemed to be unable to bear his pressure and spilled down one after another.
Ryusuke looked up quickly, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth and said: If you are the ones, come to me! You even ruined the dead, you... you are simply not a human!
A cold smile appeared on Qingxiao's lips: You can't stand this? But have you ever watched your lover be abused inhumanely, but you could only watch that you could not do anything? Even though you knew that he would be abused or bullied, you could only leave and escape like a coward! That was not a dead body, but a living person! A living person who would feel pain and hurt!
He closed his eyes and said in a stern manner: I have imagined that one day I will find you and must bring your lover to you, cut her throat with a knife, let you watch blood flow out of her throat, and watch her hurt so much that she can't shout out, slowly dying, but you can't save her, you can't save it at all! You can only stay there, just watch...
What a pity Ah... It's a pity that when I finally waited for this day, she was already dead! The pain I had tasted before is still impossible for you to taste! He laughed wildly, swept the box to the ground and poured the ashes on the ground, raising the light fog in the sky
Ryusuke screamed in despair, trying to save something, but his hands could not move at all, kicking and pulling the carpet, and the bulky antique chair was overturned to the ground, but he could finally move a few steps and climb to the urn, tears couldn't help but flow down
Qingxiao looked at it silently for a while, walked forward, kicked him one meter away
Ryusuke roared wildly, hissing, and said: Bastard! You did this just to Asami Yu, that little pig! Unfortunately, no matter what you do, you can't save him anymore!
Qingxiao narrowed his eyes, and the danger gathered in his eyes: What did you say?
His face was still as calm as ever, and even his clothes and hair did not fluctuate at all, but Ryusuke felt his anger, and only felt happy, and laughed: Didn't you hear clearly? Asami Yu, that little pig! Not only did I say that, I also carved this word on his butt, and he would never get rid of it in his life!
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already been grabbed by Qingxiao and pulled up. He slapped his face hard with his backhand and palm. He felt a numbness on his right face, his ears buzzing, his head tilted, and he opened his mouth and spit out two bloody teeth.
This slap stimulated Ryusuke's sexual attack and laughed wildly: You have known him for so long, but you haven't touched a finger before? Haha, I fucked him enough, but later he would tremble with fear when he heard my footsteps...
The answer to him was a series of slaps, which made his teeth squirt blood, his cheeks swollen from both sides, but he still cursed endlessly, and his whole face was twisted by hatred: ...I have never seen anything cheaper than him! Do you know, once, in order to show his loyalty to Ah Nin, he actually pulled down his fingernails by himself, haha! The lowest-blocked prostitute in Tokyo is also nobler than him, cleaner than him... He is a pig that can be fed with semen...
Qingxiao could no longer bear it, and strangled his throat and said sternly: Stop talking! If you insult him again, I will kill you!
Long Jie grinned, his teeth flowing down like a river, and said with a smile: Is this an insult to him? I'm just telling you the truth... The pig is a bad pig...
Qingxiao laughed angrily, and his subordinates gradually tried hard. Ryusuke's face turned purple, his eyes were bulging out, and he still shouted: Kill me! Kill me, you will never know the whereabouts of that cheap pig in your life! Ah, you are a pig if you don't dare to attack!
Kiyoko stared at him, let go of his five fingers and fell to the ground, feeling his cheeks completely numb, and before he could come back to his senses, Kiyoko had already grabbed him and put them on the antique chair that was being straightened, he could finally take a breath
Qingxiao tidied up his clothes almost gentlely, stroked his swollen and vicious face, and said with a smile: Tell me, where is Xiaoyu?
Ryusuke swallowed a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of contempt, and he sneered: If your dirty hands didn't move, Sakurako, now he knelt down and kowtowed to me until he bleeded, and even begged me kindly, maybe I could still consider it...
Kiyoko was stunned and suddenly smiled, but she didn't stop smiling. She raised her foot and kicked Ryusuke's heart, kicking him and the chair a few meters away, hitting the wall Ryusuke fell to the ground, and the heavy antique chair hit his back, and couldn't help but squirt out another mouthful of blood.
Qingxiao walked up, pulled open the chair, stepped on his face, and said deeply: How dare you threaten me, what! Do you think I really can't do anything to you?
Ryusuke's face was already swollen like a pig's head. After being polished by the rough soles of the shoes, he suddenly broke his skin and bleeded. He felt a burst of heart-wrenching pain and could only see Qingxiao's trouser legs. He couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. His voice suddenly lowered octaves, and he said with a stern look: What are you... don't think about it, don't think about it...
Qingxiao smiled softly, and the eagle grabbed a chicken and picked him up, threw it on the carved bed, pulled off the curtain, tore it a few pieces, spread his legs apart and tied it to the bed post for thought, and even his dislocated hands were tied tightly to the head of the bed, so that he would lie on his back on his back, unable to move.
The association caused by this posture was too unbeautiful. Ryusuke was really panicked and said: Hello, you don’t, you don’t...
Qingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: So why are you nervous? Do you think someone is happy to fuck you just like you, your rough skin?
This was very bad, but Ryusuke breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that Kiyoshi had an extra tube of injection in his hand and didn't care. Until Kiyoshi rolled up his sleeves and said leisurely: By the way, you have investigated me for so long, so you should know what the Sanada team made their fortune by making a fortune, right?
Ryusuke was stunned and suddenly realized that he felt a stream of air conditioning rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and said hoarsely: Is this...drug?
Qingxiao stared at the injection in her hand and smiled, her smile seemed a little sad: It's Ah, you're not stupid at all drugs
Long Jie's heart was full of courage, his previous cruelty and rebelliousness disappeared, and he couldn't help but tremble. Zhang Huang said in a daze: You, you... don't... I beg you, please don't... I beg you...
Qingxiao was still staring at the liquid in the syringe and whispered: Are you afraid of drugs? It's Ah, I'm afraid of being both afraid and hate when I was eighteen years old. My best friend died of overdoses. My son did a good thing
He held the corner of his mouth and smiled and said: Of course he didn't want it either, but it happened just like that. So later I applied for pharmacy at Harvard University, just to find a truly effective drug that can completely get rid of drug addiction. This is not easy. Now some drugs cause damage to brain nerve tissues is simply irreversible. My mentor is one of the best experts in the world. I will say to myself that I have some achievements in this area, but none of them have made breakthrough progress.
A hint of undetectable pain flashed in his eyes and said lightly: It seems that I am destined to be unable to eat this bowl of rice. The drug dealer's son cannot become an angel.
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