C5 Abuse

"This is your last chance. Tell your employer and I'll let you go."

"Let me go? When did you gangsters become so kind?"

Tian Yangsheng sneered and turned his face away. He did not want to say anything else. In his opinion, whether he said it or not, the result would be the same. If he did not say it, he might still be able to preserve his reputation as an assassin after his death. Perhaps Luo Jinchi would be able to support his brother and sister on account of his secrecy.

When Cheng Haonan saw Tian Yangsheng's unyielding appearance, the corner of his mouth curled up. It seemed that if he didn't use some tricks, this guy wouldn't listen to him.

He took out the special medicine from the suitcase, flicked his finger on the glass tube, and injected it into Tian Yangsheng's leg artery.

Tian Yangsheng probably didn't know what the medicine was for, but he definitely wouldn't have thought that Cheng Haonan had specially prepared this medicine for the handsome young men who worked in his bar, and these handsome young men were known as mbs.

The effect was to make his body hot and his mind muddled, and to beg and cry for help in order to get some relief.

But suffering was also happiness.

The effects of the medicine took effect very quickly. In just ten minutes, it was enough for Tian Yangsheng's consciousness to turn from clarity to chaos, and the hatred in his eyes turned into unbearable desire.

His hands were tightly held on the top of his head. He struggled and roared, but it was useless.

Breathing heavily, Tian Yangsheng's dignity was mercilessly trampled on the ground at this moment.

Cheng Haonan sneered. What a good scene.

The last bit of rationality he had was finally worn away by time.

The moans were no longer restrained, but presumptuous.

Her eyes were red and her face was red. Her appearance made people want to bully her.

Cheng Haonan's Adam's apple moved, and he pulled on his tie. Without any further movements, he threw down a square object and turned to leave the room, which was filled with the smell of hormones.

Other than Cheng Haonan's study room, this room was completely isolated from the sound that made people blush.

After a long time, Cheng Haonan opened his eyes in the quiet environment. He could no longer hear Tian Yangsheng's voice. The guy was probably asleep, or maybe the effects of the medicine had almost worn off.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Tian Yangsheng laid there quietly, breathing steadily as he slept. Despite the mess below him, it did not disturb his sleep in the slightest.

He must have really been tortured to death.

Cheng Haonan walked to the bed, picked up the box that had been thrown there, pressed the switch, and put it back in his pocket. He looked at the dirty Tian Yangsheng with disgust. He really didn't want anyone to touch him.

When Tian Yangsheng woke up again, his ears were filled with Cheng Haonan's deep and pleasant voice. His hands and feet were still bound, and his vision was hazy and dark.

The black gauze blocked his view, but his senses were sharper, as if there were something in his most vulnerable place that he did not know.

His voice was hoarse, but it did not stop him from cursing Cheng Haonan's mood. When he was about to say something, he only said, "Let me go."

No matter how much pride he had, he couldn't stand this kind of abuse.

"Have you thought it through?" Cheng Haonan rubbed the spinning button with his fingers. "Or do you want to negotiate with me with zero chips?"

"Let me go, or I'll kill you when I get out."

He had been an assassin for so many years. If it weren't for his upbringing, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't do anything about it, he would have shot Cheng Haonan ten thousand times over.

"Do you want to say it or not?"

"No!" He gritted his teeth.

"Is that so?" Cheng Haonan's anger rose for no reason, and his eyes turned cold. His fingers moved. "You're the one who said that."