Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Su Hangzhen said nothing.

Li Yeqing looked at his strict-tongued wife and rolled his eyes angrily.

"You think I won't know if you don't tell me? He is my son, how can I not know?"

Su Hangzhen looked at Li Yeqing as if he was fawning: "Honey, why are you asking me if you already know this? Don't worry, our son is sensible and nothing will go wrong."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, don't disturb Miaomiao while she sleeps."

Li Yeqing waved his hand and stood in front of Miaomiao's bed, murmuring distressedly: "Miaomiao is really suffering, but I feel so sorry for grandma."

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On the other side, Su Yan went straight to the detention center.

Wu Yong will be held in a detention center until he is convicted.

"Mr. Su, do you have any other demands?"

The lawyer organized the information and showed it to Su Yan.

Su Yan looked at the information with cold eyes and spoke after a long while: "I have only one request, that he be sentenced to death as quickly as possible without any dispute or escape."

The lawyer smiled: "Okay, we will do our best."

After communicating with the lawyer, Assistant Li quickly returned to Su Yan after seeing the lawyer off.

"President, what you want to do has been done."

"Very good." Su Yan nodded slightly.

Although Wu Yong is currently in the detention center and Su Yan cannot enter, there are many people in the detention center like Mr. Wu.

There are countless people in this world who are short of money, and Su Yan is exactly the group of people who are least in need of money.

There will always be some desperate people who are willing to take risks for money.

Before the formal conviction, Su Yan did not want Wu Yong to live a peaceful and stable life for even half a day.

After walking out of the detention center, Su Yan looked back at the building behind him and curled his lips tenderly, but his eyes were so cold to the bone.

Wu Yong, your good days are coming, I hope you can survive until the day of conviction.

In the detention center, wearing his uniform, Wu Yong looked honest and honest, he followed the police fearfully, and timidly found his bed under the eyes of all his roommates.

After the police explained what Wu Yong needed to pay attention to, he locked the door and left.

There are ten people in this cell including Wu Yong. Except for Wu Yong, the other nine people are all tall and strong with tough faces. They can kill several Wu Yong with one punch.

Wu Yong has always bullied the weak and feared the strong. He could kill young children arbitrarily, but in front of people stronger than him, he trembled like a quail.

"Are you Wu Yong?"

A deep and deep voice sounded, as if it could penetrate the human body, and all the internal organs trembled with the sound.

Looking up, he saw a man who was about 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his face and a beard, and a scar running through his face. He looked very unpleasant at first glance and looked at him with an unkind expression.

Wu Yong was a little panicked. He blinked twice and swallowed. The alertness in his heart made him shake his head subconsciously.

"I-I'm not."

"Dare you lie to me?! That policeman just called you Wu Yong. Do you dare to say that you are not?"

The bearded man slapped Wu Yong's bed, and with a loud noise, the bed board sank in a little under his palm.

Wu Yong's eyes widened and his two limbs trembled in fear.

"This... this big brother, what do you want from me?"

"Do you admit that you are Wu Yong now?" The bearded man smiled fiercely.

Wu Yong nodded in panic: "Yes, yes."

If he didn't nod, he felt like the slap would fall on him in the next second.

The bearded man was very satisfied with Wu Yong's answer and smiled heartily: "Very good. Since you are Wu Yong, it will be fine."

Wu Yong took two steps back, thinking that the bearded man just wanted to know his name, so he breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously smiled at the bearded man, and laughed twice awkwardly: "Ha, haha."

However, just when Wu Yong thought that the matter was over, Bearded's expression changed and he slapped Wu Yong hard on the face with a big palm fan.

Wu Yong was so slapped that he flipped over and fell to the ground in a 360-degree rotation. His originally unattractive face instantly swelled into a pig's head.

Wu Yong was filled with rage, clenching his fists and wanting to fight back, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw the bearded little tower-like body, and the fire in his heart was instantly extinguished.

"Big brother, how could you...how could you..."

Wu Yong couldn't figure it out.

Aren’t things in the past? Why are you still beating people?

The bearded man smiled contemptuously and waved his hand: "I'm sorry, your smile is so disgusting, I can't help but want to slap you. Aren't you angry?"

"……Won't."

It was the first time in Wu Yong's life that he was slapped in the face like this. He felt very aggrieved, but he had no choice but to keep a straight face to prevent himself from growing disgusted.

I thought it was over, but things were not as simple as Wu Yong thought.

This slap seemed to be just an appetizer for him to enter the detention center.

In the following days, Wu Yong would be bullied by the beard every day.

Laughed? No, the smile is too disgusting, a slap in the face.

Do not laugh? No, are you feeling dissatisfied? Another slap.

Over and over again and again every day, Wu Yong's ears were almost deafened.

In addition to being slapped every day, the bearded man would also steal Wu Yong's food and make Wu Yong eat sour swill.

In short, Wu Yong suffered all the hardships he had not suffered in the past forty years in just a dozen days in the detention center.

However, this man with a beard is very measured, and he can always torture Wu Yong to the maximum extent without calling in the police, making Wu Yong scream every day and the earth.

How should I put it, in a word, Su Yan's money was not wasted.

"Stare at me? Do you have any objections? Do you want to be slapped again?"

In the prison cell, the bearded man stepped on Wu Yong's hand and smiled eerily and horribly.

After these days of torture, Wu Yong couldn't help but tremble when he saw the bearded smile.

Terrible, really terrible.

"No, no, brother, I didn't mean to glare at you."

Wu Yong shook his head repeatedly, ignoring his numb hands and looking at the beard in a flattering manner.

The bearded man didn't care, he raised his hand and slapped again. With a slap, a yellow and black tooth fell to the ground, mixed with some blood.

Wu Yong lowered his head in embarrassment. At this time, he seemed to have turned into the young child he had tortured and killed, as helpless and as powerless to fight back.

The only difference is that those children are innocent, but Wu Yong deserves it.

"Who is Wu Yong?"

The police opened the door and came in.

The bearded man was already alert and stopped in time before the police opened the door.

Wu Yong raised his head as if he had been granted amnesty, and looked at the police as if he were looking at a savior.

"I am me!!!"

"Come with me."

The police officer looked at Wu Yong's miserable state and frowned, but he said nothing and turned to leave.

Wu Yong quickly got up and followed him, feeling very happy in his heart.