C31 Talk

Only a ray of light shone through the gap between the two curtains and onto the side of the bed. The tranquil bedroom was dark and gloomy because of this ray of light.

The man also had his eyes wide open, with a gloomy face and fierce eyes. For a moment, Shui Se couldn't find his own voice, as the memories of yesterday flooded his mind, disputes, fights, knives, corpses, and all sorts of nonsense.

Shui Se, who came back to his senses, knew that he wasn't attacked after he was knocked out by the man last night. This made him heave a long sigh of relief, but in the next moment, his heart was once again in his throat and his nerves were tense. With just a slight pull, he would break.

"I'm fine." Quan San was the first to notice the fear and worry in Shui Se's eyes as he coldly lied.

Shui Se's almond-shaped eyes flickered with a mysterious light. It was difficult for him to remain calm, so he didn't know how to view the man in front of him. Was he an enemy or a friend? No matter what, the two of them were grasshoppers tied to the same rope. The scene from yesterday became clearer and clearer. Shui Se rationally analyzed that the man in front of him saved him in a critical moment, killed that person, or injured that person?

Lowering his eyes, Shui Se was very worried. There were too many worries coming from behind him. Suddenly, he heard the man say, "I want all of them."

"?" Shui Se, who had his eyes lowered, was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what the man meant, but he didn't look up as he racked his brains to understand the meaning of the two words that came out of the man's mouth.

"Talk." Even though it was just a one word collapse, it was an unprecedented display of strength. He was a man of few words and rarely opened his mouth. Furthermore, every time he did, he would only open his mouth by two or three words.

All of a sudden, Shui Se's cheeks were dyed red from anger and panic. Quan San's toughness was pressed against his own things. It was not intentional, it was just natural breathing that caused his body to tremble slightly.

He wanted to move, but Quan San's arm was like an iron pincer holding him tightly. He suddenly raised his head and shouted to the man with torch-like eyes: "Let go."

The man remained indifferent and broke free with all his might. However, he was easily suppressed by Quan San with just one move, and in a sorry state, Quan San was riding on top of him.

Quan San repeated again: "Talk." The vicious gaze was filled with hostility.

Although he was disgusted, Shui Se knew that men were sincere because the gap between them was quite obvious. If Quan San wanted to force it, then the encounter that night would make him experience it again.

He was still rational. After calming down, his breathing calmed down and he was forced to do this. Shui Se also coldly replied: "Ok."

Sure enough, the man let go of his grip and lay down on his side again, but the sight of the two hot eyes on his face made him feel uncomfortable.

He didn't say anything, and he had nothing to say either. For a moment, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Shui Se was both flustered and upset, struggling to decide whether to turn himself in. If he sat in prison, what would happen to his son? If he didn't avoid this legal responsibility, then his life would be over.

What did this man mean by talking to him now? Was it to threaten him with this? Shui Se was so confused that he didn't have much time to think about why Ye Zichen treated him like that the night before yesterday. Killing was more important than anything else, he didn't know what to do, but he suddenly lost his backbone.

Annoyed, frustrated, indignant, pained, angry, all kinds of emotions attacked Shui Se's strong will that started to disintegrate.

This feeling of sleeplessness had been forgotten for a long time, only after the accident five years ago, when he discovered that he was carrying grass in his belly.

At this moment, this long-lost anxiety and anxiety made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar, and even more apprehensive.

"What are you trying to threaten me about?" For some baffling reason, Shui Se suddenly raised his head to look into the eyes of Wan Zhenghao and growled, "What are you trying to do?" He lost. He didn't have the calmness that the man in front of him had when he was dealing with things. He was simply filled with fear and trepidation. He was afraid that he would even screw up the business for Mushi.

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Hey, it's the first day of the new year. Are there still people holed up reading in front of computers?

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