Heroic Death System

Wen Jingrong didn't ask about Shang Ke's address, so he took him home directly.

"You will live in this room from now on, and I will ask someone to prepare the necessary daily necessities for you." Wen Jingrong said, pointing to the guest room.He originally wanted Shang Ke to live in the master bedroom directly, but considering the current relationship between the two, he finally decided to give him a period of time to adapt.

"Are you going to imprison me here?"

"Until I find out all your information." Wen Jingrong sent people to investigate his identity many times to no avail, so he didn't dare to let go, worried that he would lose his trace again, "If you are willing to tell me, maybe you can save money." Go to a lot of trouble."

Wen Jingrong's hawk-like eyes fixed on the young man in front of him.

Shang Ke is hesitant to tell him that he is the evil pen. After telling him, can their relationship be improved and his predicament be relieved?Is this kind of supernatural thing a fantasy for people in the technological age?

Because of concerns, Shang Ke remained silent.

Wen Jingrong's complexion darkened, he walked up to Shang Ke, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "I don't want to hurt you, I just hope you can stay by my side and be my lover. I know You're confused now and don't understand why I'm so attached to you who 'meeted you for the first time', but to me, we've known each other for a long time."

Everything in the dream may be his beautiful fantasy, but he is sure that he has not misunderstood the person, and the young man in his arms is the lover he has been looking for.

Shang Ke was trembling with pain, but Wen Jingrong mistook him for fear, and his expression became gloomy.He restrained his eagerness as much as possible, wanted to slow down and pursue him patiently, but his reaction made him feel extremely irritable, and he could hardly suppress the beast that was about to move in his heart.

Shang Ke could see streams of evil spirit emerging from the man, even with the purification of Blessed Light, he managed to absorb part of it, which shows how strong his evil spirit is at the moment.

After absorbing it, the pain on Shang Ke's body was immediately relieved, and the whole body felt refreshed.Having tasted the evil spirit in reality, the evil spirit in the dream is simply a side dish of porridge, bland and tasteless.

A thought suddenly popped up in Shang Ke's mind, not to tell this man his identity for the time being, so that he can continuously generate evil spirits in the midst of asking for nothing. In this way, although he will suffer a little bit, he can also replenish more from him. Delicious evil spirit.The premise is that the speed at which he replenishes the evil spirit must be faster than the speed at which he consumes it, otherwise he will still die.

In other words, the harder he rejects and resists now, the more evil he will absorb in the future.

Shang Ke broke free from the man's embrace, his eyes were clouded with mist due to the pain, he looked at him as if accusing him, and silently announced in his heart: My dear, let's play a sm games?

Wen Jingrong, who didn't know anything about Shang Ke's plot, was irritated by his eyes, and his body was full of evil spirits, as if he would pounce on him and overwhelm him in the next moment.

Shang Ke is steadfast and unyielding on the surface, but behind the scenes is overflowing with passion: Let the evil spirit come more violently!

However, Wen Jingrong left angrily at this moment, and the poor door frame was shaken loudly by him.

Shang Ke stretched out Erkang's hand, with tears in his eyes: No, don't go!

Lying down in front of the window, I heard Wen Jingrong's angry voice ordering the bodyguard: "Take care of him, don't allow him to step out of the house, and report to me immediately if you have any problems."

"Yes, boss." The bodyguards replied in unison.

Shang Ke curled his lips, seeing that he had no evil spirit to eat, so he could only go back to Wen Jingrong's room and turn into an evil pen again.

Wen Jingrong sat in the car, feeling irritable, and unconsciously touched his sleeve with his finger, but it was empty.

Um?Wen Jingrong raised his hand to look, only to realize that the magic number pen that was originally worn on his sleeve had disappeared at some point.

He cursed in a low voice, his face became more gloomy, and the driver in front of him almost drove into the sky in fright.

Back at the company, Wen Jingrong searched up and down, and then asked his secretary to visit Tyson's factory, but he couldn't find it.

In the end, only the home is left. If there is no home, then you can only report the loss.

There is fingerprint verification on the magic number pen, as long as anyone other than him uses it on an electronic product connected to the Internet, he will receive the message immediately.It is useless for ordinary people to pick up the certified magic number pen, and they are afraid that they will throw it away instead of sending it to the lost and found office.

This magic number pen was a relic of Wen Jingrong's father, so he had to find it no matter what.

Wen Jingrong left the company early and went straight back to his small villa.What awaited him was an empty room.

"Where are people!" Wen Jingrong stared sharply at the bodyguards standing in a row in front of him.

The bodyguard lowered his head with an ugly expression, not knowing how to answer.There were people guarding the front and back of the villa, and no one was seen coming in or out, but the people in the house just disappeared without a sound.

Wen Jingrong took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Get lost."

The bodyguards left dejectedly, secretly thinking that their job might be lost.

Wen Jingrong called the secretary: "Throughly investigate the family members and close relatives of all Tyson employees, and be sure to find Shang Ke for me!"

After hanging up the phone, a cold light flashed in Wen Jingrong's eyes: Shang Ke, you'd better pray that you will never be found by me, otherwise I will never let you go again.

Kicking the coffee table over with one kick, Wen Jingrong strode into the room, and was about to go to the bathroom to rinse, when he caught a glimpse of a blue light from the corner of his eye.Turning his head to look, he suddenly found that the magic number pen that he couldn't find anywhere was actually on the bedside table.

"So you're here." Wen Jingrong picked up the magic number pen, groped carefully, and said in a low voice, "If only he was like you, and could be by my side at any time."

Shabi Shangke murmured to himself, the farthest distance in the world is not that I cannot accompany you, but that I am by your side but you don’t know me.

Shang Ke turned into a thumb man, sat on Wen Jingrong's shoulder, and said softly: "I can't love you well in reality, and I will make up for you in my dream."

Wen Jingrong seemed to be aware of it, turned his head and looked to the side, the huge room was empty, nothing else.

After washing, Wen Jingrong lay naked on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.In the end, he simply took two sleeping pills, and managed to fall asleep under the influence of the medicine.

Shang Ke felt distressed for a while, this man was majestic in front of others, but when he returned to his own world, he was just a lonely ordinary person.Wealth, power and status are at his fingertips, but these cannot bring him real happiness. Only when he is with himself can he see his tender side.

Shang Ke enters the dreamland, stepping barefoot on the wet sandy beach, looking at the rough sea in front of him, one can imagine how bad this man is.

Unsurprisingly, Wen Jingrong quickly found him and held him tightly in his arms.

The raging wind gradually calmed down, and finally calmed down.

"What's the matter?" Shang Ke turned around, actively hugged his waist, and asked in a gentle voice.

"I found you, but you don't remember me." Wen Jingrong didn't hide his vulnerability in his dream, "I don't want to hurt you, but I can't control myself. Seeing you suffer makes me feel very uncomfortable too."

Shang Ke comforted: "I know, I know everything."

"Shang Ke, what should I do to make you fall in love with me?" Wen Jingrong looked at him pitifully with pleading eyes.

He in the dream is much cuter than in reality!

Shang Ke gave him a serious move: "If you are sure that you want to live with me for the rest of your life, don't look forward and backward, show your courage in the mall, and keep me by your side by any means."

Shang Ke can be regarded as self-torturing to a certain level by trying to set himself a trap.

Wen Jingrong hesitated instead: "Is it really good to do this?"

Shang Ke was speechless, he didn't know who he met for the first time and tied him home in an attempt to illegally imprison him.Man, your beast nature has long been seen through by the wise me.

"No problem." Shang Ke encouraged, "Forcing love is also a kind of fun, although the process may be a bit brutal, as long as the result is satisfactory."

The above is definitely misleading, please don't take it seriously.

"If you also think it's okay..." Wen Jingrong's eyes were fiery, "Then why don't we practice it?"

ah?Before Shang Ke could react, the surrounding scene changed instantly, from the sea to the bedroom.And he was lying on the bed, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, his hands were tied to the bedposts, and he was only wearing a thin piece of clothing.

In the dark, I felt the mattress vibrate a few times, and then a fiery body covered me... I won't go into details about the fierce battle that shook the earth after that, but it was very pornographic and violent.

When Shang Ke came out of the dream exhausted, he suddenly felt as if he had done something very painful...

After being relieved in the dream, Wen Jingrong's combat power soared, and his scum was full of anger.Shang Ke couldn't be found, and the work arrangements of the laid-off employees of Tyson Decoration Materials were also dragged by him, waiting for someone to throw themselves into the trap.

Of course, he wasn't sure that Shang Ke would really come looking for him, so he could only send someone to continue searching.

One day a week later, Wen Jingrong saw him walking out of an asylum.It's just that he was sitting in a moving car and passed him by.

So he sent someone to investigate the shelter, and there were more than 100 unemployed refugees and disabled people in it, but there was no information about Shang Ke.

Is it just passing by?

Wen Jingrong frowned and thought for a moment, and decided not to give up any clues, and bought the shelter first.As for the people inside, all dismissed.

Half a month later, Wen Jingrong found him again in a shopping mall that was about to close down, but he was still just a glimpse, and no one was caught. Wen Jingrong waved his pen—acquired!

In the following days, Wen Jingrong could meet Shang Ke on the way he passed from time to time, but he missed every time.He had a feeling that Shang Ke was by his side, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

After successively acquiring several companies and welfare institutions, the person Wen Jingrong was waiting for finally came to him on his own initiative.

Shang Ke had no choice but to come, because Wen Jingrong's purchases by local tyrants had caused more than 1000 people to lose their source of income.Although those industries are already facing bankruptcy, they can still persist for a year or so.Now that Wen Jingrong intervened, they were immediately stabbed.

"What exactly do you want?" Standing at the door of Wen Jingrong's villa, Shang Ke asked coldly, "Do you know how many people you have caused unemployment?"

Wen Jingrong walked up to him slowly, staring at him with wolf-like eyes: "I said it earlier, I want you to be my lover."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I'll buy all the high-risk industries in this area." Wen Jingrong didn't know what Shang Ke had to do with these industries, but he didn't mind doing a big job. By the way, he would show off his financial strength and "bullying" Domineering.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I came here by mistake today!" Shang Ke turned around and was about to leave.

Wen Jingrong's eyes froze, and evil spirit emerged from his body. He grabbed Shang Ke's arm and said in a low voice, "Since you're here, don't leave."

Shang Ke's body began to ache again, shaking uncontrollably.

Even so scared, he still bravely looked him in the eye.This kind of fairness made Wen Jingrong have a strong desire to conquer.He locked him in his arms, lowered his head and bit his ear, and whispered like a lover: "If you do this once, you will help save one person."

One at a time?He has a thousand places in his hand!Do you want to be so stingy!

"No need, I'll take care of it myself!" Although eon swiped the screen in his brain, Shang Ke still had to desperately resist on the surface.

Wen Jingrong got the "true biography" of Shang Ke in his dream, comprehended the essence of forced love, and directly took the struggling Shang Ke home, ready to start a violent training.