Dress as the notorious Omega

"I advise you to say it, don't force us to do it, Mr. Jun is not such a talkative person." A man in a suit kept swinging a butterfly knife in his hand and said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

But compared to him, the man in sunglasses sitting on the sofa next to him was obviously more like a gangster.

The man in the sunglasses didn't say anything, his eyes hidden behind the black glasses shot a cold light, staring straight at Su Yan.

Su Yan shuddered in his heart, pursed his lips tightly, and after struggling again and again, he proposed to meet Jun Zhiqian alone.

Such a rude request was of course rejected.

On the first day after being arrested and locked up in the basement, there was no prison play, and Su Yan was beaten badly.

Before she fell into a coma, Su Yan wondered why she didn't know that Jun Zhiqian had such a group of ruthless kidnappers around her.

Strange things became a mess in his mind, and many things had no answers.

He was woken up by a basin of cold water mixed with ice slag. The bleeding wound on his body was throbbing with pain, and his tightly bound calf was a little swollen.

In short, Su Yan felt that his condition was extremely bad, and what was even more frightening was that he knew that no one would come to save him.

The man in the sunglasses threw the bowl of rotten porridge in front of Su Yan with a cold face, and the man in the suit held Su Yan's neck and pressed down violently.

Su Yan was unresponsive, and only felt a terrifying force controlling his neck, and then the lower half of his face was deeply immersed in the slightly hot liquid.

Is it rice porridge?Su Yan subconsciously covered her mouth and nose, but her limbs were tied behind her back. Su Yan only struggled a few times, but failed to break free from the man in the suit.

"...Hehe, you don't even eat your meal? Is the tone so high?" The man in the suit relaxed slightly, and pulled Su Yan's face out of the bowl. He looked at it carefully, feeling a little pity, "Is today's meal hot?"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to continue to torture Su Yan, but was stopped by the man in dark glasses.

"Enough!" The man in sunglasses glanced at Su Yan, who was breathing weakly, "Mr. Jun won't allow lynching."

Lynching... Although Su Yan's brain has temporarily lost the ability to think, he can still understand the meaning of these two words.

If what is happening now is a lynching, then yesterday's beating was carried out at the behest of Jun Zhiqian.

"Heh..." Su Yan made a weak breath on purpose, sticky rice grains and rice soup dripped down his side face and hair, exuding a sour smell all over his body.

"why are you laughing?!"

The man in the suit was successfully irritated by Su Yan, and kicked over the chair tied to Su Yan. The chair made a harsh friction sound on the floor, and hit the glass coffee table with a squeak. The chair slammed on the glass table top.

"Wow——" The shattered glass splashed everywhere, and the things under the coffee table also flew to other places due to the pressure from top to bottom.

The sound of the tea table breaking stopped abruptly, and the basement became quieter.

The man in the suit didn't expect to make such a big commotion. He froze for a moment, walked quickly to Su Yan's side, pulled Su Yan up and punched him in the stomach.

"Who the hell made you move around! You want to die—" The man in the suit failed to land his second punch, and when he turned around, the man in sunglasses grabbed his arm.

"what are you doing?!"

The man in sunglasses clenched the man's arm, lowered his brows and stared at him, "Boss told you not to cause trouble!"

The warning in his tone made the man in the suit retract his arms angrily. He clenched his front teeth, pulled the half-dead Su Yanlian and his chair to another room, and then returned to the tea table to deal with the broken glass.

With the sound of closing the door, Su Yan slowly opened his eyes.He lowered his head, and what caught his eyes was the shards of glass stuck in his abdomen.

There were red marks on the sweater around the shards of glass, and the wound was not deep. Su Yan judged that it was only a flesh wound.

After a short rest, Su Yan took a deep breath, opened his hands tied behind his back, and held a piece of brown glass tightly in his right hand.

Fingers fumbled along the edge of the glass for a week, and Su Yan's fingers were scratched with several bloodstains. Finally, he found the sharpest end, and folded his wrist up the most, to touch the thick hemp rope that bound his hands.

Su Yan smelled the slight smell of blood in the air and felt the numbness of his arms. He was discouraged, collapsed on the chair, and laughed silently.

He knew how thoughtless and reckless his behavior was, but emotion was one step ahead of reason, and he deluded himself into thinking that Jun Zhiqian would not find him.

No, this is not the same as in the past.Su Yan told herself.

In the past, it was a forced choice given to him by "Su Yan" before he was dying, but now it is different. Su Yan clearly knows what he is doing, and he wants to use his true self to contact Jun Zhiqian.

If you break through all obstacles and finally stand in front of you and tell you who I am, will you choose me?

Su Yan wanted to find the answer, and he was more motivated to hold the glass-cut hemp rope tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of dragging broken glass away outside the door, and Su Yan knew that his time had come.

He closed his eyes and rested for a few minutes, and cut the hemp rope with his last bit of strength.

To be on the safe side, he tied a piece of hemp rope around his waist, and wrapped the other around his wrists as protection.

Of course, he didn't throw away the piece of broken glass, holding it in the palm of his hand wrapped with hemp rope.

At this time, survival is the most important thing, and I don't care about the life and death of the enemy. If I can hit one, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the door gropingly.

The structure of the basement is very simple, Su Yan has seen it once before, and remembered it all.

I thought it was useless, but Su Yan never expected to use it at this time.

Pushing open the door, there was a mess outside, and it was very troublesome to clean up the debris all over the place. Su Yan slipped out of the room against the wall, and moved towards the stairs step by step.

Just as he walked to the sofa, another door suddenly opened, and a man in a hurdle vest came out yawning. He scratched his hair sleepily, saw no one was outside, and turned back to the room.

Su Yan, who was hiding under the sofa, breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk up.

He opened the door of the stairwell and had a face-to-face meeting with the yellow-haired boy. The yellow-haired boy didn't expect Su Yan to escape, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, his mouth was opened wide, seeing that he was about to call someone, Su Yan was in a hurry, He stretched out his hand straight out, intending to knock him out, but the yellow-haired boy dodged, and taking advantage of an inch of strength, Su Yan's fist wrapped in hemp rope directly rushed into his mouth and stuck it firmly.

The yellow-haired boy's eyes protruded, he whimpered for a long time, pointed to his throat, and made an inexplicable sound from his nasal cavity.

Afraid that he would attract other people, Su Yan pinched the yellow-haired boy's nose with his free hand, and tried to pull it out with the other hand, but kept trembling. The more nervous he was, the more he couldn't pull out his hand. In the end, the kid was suffocated and passed out.

There was no better way, Su Yan had to squat down and remove Huang Mao's chin, and then pulled his hand out of his mouth.

Um?That's it?

Su Yan got up, kicked the unconscious Huang Mao to the side of the steps, stood up and clapped his hands, thinking that there was no one who could beat him, and he was still here pretending to be a gangster.

Looking up, Su Yan saw Jun Zhiqian with black lines on his face.

[The author has something to say: Su Yan: It's a bit embarrassing, but I can explain it.

Jun Zhiqian: Don't talk, let me be quiet.

I've been very busy the past few days, so I'll try my best to update every day

Good night in advance! 】