The Years I Was Slapped in the Face [Quick Transmigration]

go with him?

Jiang Yue didn't understand, so he kept silent.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ke Mo turned his head to the side and took the last puff of the cigarette. He threw the cigarette butt away and said slowly, "Do you think I'm cheap? I still can't let go after this." There was something in his words Very strong self-deprecating, and I also look down on myself extremely, but there is nothing I can do.

"I also think I'm pretty cheap. I also thought about giving up this ridiculous obsession. I tried, but I still can't do it." He took out a gun from his pocket and put it by his side as he spoke.

Jiang Yue's full attention was instantly grasped by the gun beside him.

"I was hunted down by that person a few days ago. He caught me and put me in the warehouse to think about how to die. I lay on the cold ground, waiting for the blade to get close. There was nothing but regret in my heart. "Como's voice was hollow and sad, "Do you know what I regret?" He raised his gun at Jiang Yue, "I hate that regret, I have given myself countless slaps to tell myself what is Let go, I thought I could do it, but the regret became more and more uncontrollable as life fell into the countdown."

"I hate you, I also hate myself, and I hate leaving without having anything. At that time, I was thinking, if I can escape, then I will follow my heart, and don't have any accidents in the future He died unwillingly at the time. Fortunately, he left on a temporary basis, and I took the opportunity to escape." He said here with malice: "But this luck should be unfortunate in your eyes, right? If I were so Death is the best thing for you."

"Those bad things in your past will disappear forever with my death, and you can continue to play tricks on your Mr. Shen so that he will never leave you and be with you forever." Cuomo said here with a nervous smile "It's a pity, it's a pity, I didn't die." His voice was lighter than before, with some weird sweetness, like a whisper between lovers, but it revealed a little bit of coldness.

"I'll ask you one last time. Don't answer me like the last time we met at Shen's house, and then don't see me again. Jiang Yue, I'm impatient. I'll give you two choices now. One, I put it in your skin Two, follow me alive and leave here healthy. You have to choose one of these two options."

He raised his gun and approached Jiang Yue, looking down at the man sitting on the bed, "Answer me." He pressed his gun against Jiang Yue's chin to force him to look up.

Jiang Yue unhurriedly and obediently raised his head to cooperate with his movements, and put his eyes on his face, calm as if he could not feel the danger of aiming the gun, calm as if they were just chatting, there was no Coercion, there is no disagreement.

He is always like this, calm to make people annoying, smart to make people hate.Compared with himself who has been in entanglement and anxiety, he has always been on the sidelines from the sidelines, his attitude towards himself is almost ruthless, and he rarely gives himself different emotions and attention.

bother.

Annoying.

Cuomo clicked his tongue and said anxiously: "Can I understand your behavior as you think I dare not shoot?" He raised the black gun in his hand and slowly slid it down Jiang Yue's chin, and came to On Jiang Yue's lips, the muzzle of the gun rubbed left and right against the light-colored soft/flesh, and said softly, "Would you like to see if I can shoot?"

"I don't think you dare to shoot." Jiang Yue pursed his lips, "I just think it's unnecessary for you to ask. Since you have pointed the gun at me, what other choices do you think I have? Or will you allow me to have other choices?"

When Cuomo heard his answer, he deliberately showed an expression of sudden realization, "Yes." He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Yue's slightly opened mouth, "The decision is no longer in your hands." He stared at those soft lips and licked them Lip thrust the muzzle of the gun into Jiang Yue's mouth, and poked the tongue in his mouth.

Jiang Yue's body shook, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, with some unpleasant emotions in his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Yue showing a different expression, he was finally satisfied. Somewhere in his heart, he felt a strange feeling, a slight sense of satisfaction, and felt that he was not so anxious anymore.There was a burst of electricity in his limbs, and his hands were itchy, and then he used a gun to imitate certain movements in Jiang Yue's mouth, one/in, one/out.

Jiang Yue's face turned cold, anger was burning in his eyes and he couldn't keep calm.He clenched his fists tightly and did not dare to move rashly due to the threat.

Cuomo hummed happily: "Are you angry?" His smile this time was really happy, "But I feel very happy."

"Really." Jiang Yue raised his eyes and said with difficulty: "I hope you will be so happy in the future."

"I will." Cuomo drew out his gun, patted his face with the gun, and took out the prepared rope from behind the TV.

"I want to pack my luggage." He took out the rope and tied Jiang Yue's hands behind his back. "You have to sit here obediently, be honest, and don't give me a reason to hurt you."

"What if I long to be hurt?" Jiang Yue challenged dishonestly.

Ke Mo stood up straight, and put his body close to Jiang Yue's face, "Then you can try, I am willing to accompany you."

Jiang Yue turned his face away, took a deep breath, and suppressed the urge to curse. "You are busy with your work, I will be very honest."

Cuomo raised his eyebrows seeing him being so knowledgeable, but he didn't go too far.

Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was no longer continuing to choose to leave.To be honest, he didn't think that Cuomo actually liked the original owner, nor did he think that he came to him just to take him away.

First Shen Yan, then Ke Mo, I don't know how the original owner did it, but they got mixed up with men!Although Shen Wei is a bit monopolistic and cannot be rejected by others, but fortunately, he has not done anything excessive except for being ambiguous.This Kemo is good, he looks clean and delicate, but he has too many dirty thoughts!He doesn't even look at his own body type, just move around if he can handle it!

Jiang Yue's mood became bad because of what happened just now, and he felt a little angry at the original owner.He gritted his teeth, thinking that the blade on his body was not in vain, and he really used it.He reached into the back of his trousers, took out the blade, and laboriously cut the rope.

"Hey, what's for dinner?" He talked to Cuomo while cutting.

Cuomo turned his back to him, and the movement of his hands stopped.

"That's what you asked back then."

"Xu Lin was almost frightened to death, but you seemed to be okay. You were clearly waiting to die, but you calmly asked if you had food." He said, moving his hands again, "Are you still Just like at that time, I couldn’t tell what environment I was in, and didn’t care about the changes around me.”

"I can tell the difference." Jiang Yue cut the rope so hard that he could break free, tilted his head and said to Ke Mo: "But I'm not scared or nervous."

"why?"

"I'll tell you when you come here."

Cuomo understood him very well and became suspicious, "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm full of tricks and plans to deal with you. Have you made a mistake in your position? You are the one who messed up the tricks between us, and I'm just the one you bear with a gun to your head." He shrugged Shrugging his shoulders, he showed the other party the rope on his body.

Cuomo stood up and looked him up and down suspiciously, then hesitated and walked towards him.Jiang Yue broke free from the rope the moment he approached, grabbed Cuomo's left hand at an extremely fast speed and pressed him against the bed, then straddled him and pressed his right hand with one leg to make sure he broke free When he couldn't, he took out the saber in his pocket with his left hand and pointed it at Cuomo.

"Looks like I have to teach you a lesson. Remember to check what's in his pockets before tying someone up next time. Don't take it lightly when you see that he can't touch the front pocket just because your back is tied." He held The knife stuck to Cuomo's face, teaching the people under him earnestly. "Okay, you can't do other things now, and you should be able to calm down and talk to me about what dinner is." He put the weight of his whole body on the other party's body, with a deep and elegant voice like a cello It sounded above Cuomo's head, with a nasty teasing attitude, "Stop talking, before I stick the knife in/out of your mouth, think about whether you want to talk and chat with me."

"Then tell me the answer in a louder voice, just like just now. Do you understand, my dear Mr. Ke."

He waved the knife and returned those words to the other party, so forcefully that no one could refuse.

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Wu Yi stood in the living room with four or five men in black with a cold face, not even daring to breathe, carefully observing Shen Man who was drinking porridge on the sofa with his head bowed.

The temperature dropped these few days, and Shen Yan had a cold for several days. At this time, the mentally unwell man's complexion was much paler than before, and he was so sick that people could know that his body was very uncomfortable.

Holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, he ate slowly, occasionally coughing a few times, and while eating, he listened to the murders that appeared one after another on TV, with no expression on his face.

After a while, a man opened the door and walked to the living room to get close to Shen Cang, and said anxiously: "There is no one in the cell phone, the third young master threw the phone away." After he finished speaking, he put the cleaned cell phone in front of Shen Cang. On the coffee table.

Shen Su didn't even look at the phone, as if he knew it already, and didn't even bother to react.He was still drinking the porridge, as if he didn't care about these things at all, there seemed to be some alluring magic power in the simple porridge that attracted all his attention.

Although he didn't speak and looked angry, the atmosphere around him was very tense. Everyone tensed up and stiffened their bodies, like a prisoner pushed to the gallows waiting for a fatal eruption. The former calm is mistaken for safety.

Shen Yan finished his bowl of porridge quietly, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and finally lifted his jade-like face, and asked the messenger: "What did you just say?"

The man realized something was wrong with a thud in his heart.He didn't have the courage to look at Shen Pang, so he just repeated it in a low voice.

Shen Su nodded his head while listening, and the man who was calm one second picked up the bowl and slammed it on the messenger's head.

With a bang, the bowl hit the messenger's head, and the moment it fell to the ground, it fell apart.The messenger covered his forehead to resist the desire to cry out in pain, and he didn't dare to make a sound for fear of irritating him. What awaited him would be more than just smashing the bowl.

Shen Wei threw the bowl out. When throwing the bowl, his face was so dark that ink dripped out, his eyes were cold and stern like an enraged beast, and he showed his sharp fangs to everyone with a fierce look, showing his dangerous side .After throwing the bowl, his expression immediately retracted and returned to that calm and elegant appearance.

"Wu Yi." He raised his hand and called softly with five fingers.

——If Jiang Yue still has his mobile phone.

Wu Yi straightened his back, "Yes, sir."

——He just thought he was running out to play.

"I put a tracker on every pair of his shoes, and I opened them to see where he was."

--pity.

"Yes."

Shen Teng sneered, his eyes getting colder and colder.

"Just in case, I didn't expect it to be really useful. Should I praise you for making me not waste my time?"