bastard

Sakura Akio didn't fully believe Zhu Nanjiang's words, but he couldn't find any evidence that the other party was colluding with the gangsters. In addition, the newspapers and magazines are now advocating the ex-police chief. Even if he has doubts, he can only give up.Whether he admits it or not, Zhu Nanjiang's status as a loyal friend of the empire is a firm fact, and it seems that he is a little unreasonable for treating the savior so harshly.

On the second day after Zhu Nanjiang was discharged from the hospital, Sakura found him in the office of the police station.The cold gun barrel was slapped on the face, and the other party didn't show mercy just because he was a wounded person.

"After thinking about it, I still don't understand...how could it be such a coincidence that you just blocked that bullet for me, as if you knew someone was going to kill me in advance?"

Zhu Nanjiang leaned back slightly to avoid the barrel of the gun, but was pushed down on the table by his back-scissored forearm. The pain left him no room to resist.

"Lieutenant General, what on earth do you want from me?"

"I heard that you used to have a good way of interrogating prisoners when you were in the patrol room, so I would like to ask you, what methods should you use to deal with people like you?" Sakura put away the gun and pulled it with his free hand. Passed his chin, "I see that your thin skin and tender flesh can be fucked on the bed, I don't know how long you can endure in the interrogation room..."

Zhu Nanjiang trembled suddenly when he heard the words, not pretending, but really scared.Those prisoners who were tortured or died at his hands had cursed him in the same way, saying that he would die badly, and that he would suffer the consequences one day.

Sensing his panic, Akio Sakura continued with a sinister smile, "Of course, it's nothing to look at if your body turns into a pile of rotten meat. Before that, I think you have other uses, such as Amusement to my lonely soldiers... You know, when there is a shortage of women, beautiful men can be used in emergencies."

"Damn it, don't you just think I don't like it? I've been beaten and scolded, and I'm tired of sleeping, what else do you want!?" Seeing that the other party's suspicion could not be dispelled easily, Zhu Nanjiang simply felt heartbroken. Yi Heng threw himself out, "Don't you just want to force me to death? Why don't you just shoot me now!"

Sakura grabbed his collar and slapped his backhand: "Speak well, don't mess with me!"

"What are you talking about? What do you want to hear?" Zhu Nanjiang was slapped and turned over and slipped on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth immediately: "Yes, I knew someone was going to shoot, and I was waiting there to catch the gun Son! I instigated the assassination, and I deliberately blocked the gun in order to avoid suspicion!"

After he finished speaking, he struggled to get up from the ground and hugged Sakura's thigh, and cried out with a loud cry: "... Please forgive me! I will listen to you whatever you want, resign from me It’s okay to kill me, I don’t want to do it anymore! Ahhh!”

Sakura frowned and kicked him away, thinking what's going on, did I scare him out of his mind?

The days passed by in a trance, Zhu Nanjiang dreamed of He Tingyu at noon that day.

He was standing in the living room of He Mansion, the lights couldn't be turned on for some reason, and a man in a cloak handed him a knife in the dark.He thought he was dreaming, but just as he grasped the handle of the knife, the other party suddenly disappeared, and He Tingyu appeared at the entrance in a cloak.

"Congratulations on your successful career." He said, and walked towards him step by step.

Zhu Nanjiang looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, his hand holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly: "Why are you here? You, haven't you already..."

"Do you think I'm dead?"

"Do not……"

"How could I die? You are the one who deserves to die!" He Tingyu sneered, "You betrayed your country for glory and harmed your compatriots, you sinner, what face do you have standing here!?"

"Don't worry about my affairs!" Zhu Nanjiang yelled sistically, he raised his knife and slashed at the other party.

The tip of the knife pierced through the man's chest, empty without any resistance, as if piercing into the void.

"Useless things, continue to chop."

Zhu Nanjiang swung his saber crazily. Seeing that the cloak was riddled with holes, the man stood still.

——This time I raised the knife and stabbed him accurately, but I still couldn't win.Why, where is it not enough?

"Because you are a waste." A voice sounded from a distance.

Zhu Nanjiang widened his eyes in horror, and found that there was another person behind He Tingyu.

--who?Who is talking?

The man suddenly raised his leg and took a step forward, swung his right hand, and slapped him on the face.

He quickly raised his arm to cover it, but somehow he was so vulnerable, he fell sideways on the ground, his fists and feet rained down like raindrops.

He Tingyu waved his fist silently, and the toe of his boot hit his body with a dull sound.Zhu Nanjiang raised his head while dodging, and seeing the other party's expression half hidden in the shadows, he was still disgusted and dismissive.

After an unknown period of time, the pain was numb, and he tried to move his body, only to find that one arm was being held in his hand.He Tingyu dragged him upstairs, his bruised body brushed against the wooden steps like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

"Stop...stop!"

He struggled to let out a moan-like cry, but the hand holding his arm was like an iron clamp, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.

Zhu Nanjiang didn't know where the other party was taking him, and he didn't know what was waiting for him at the end of the stairs.Familiar yet unfamiliar powerlessness overwhelmed him, he raised his eyes in a trance, and suddenly saw the shadow at the end of the steps again.

——Who is it?Who is there! ?

Fear gave him strength and courage, and he struggled again, throwing off the restraints on his arms.The saber returned to his hand at some point, and he stabbed upwards with all his strength, seeing that the blade sank into the man's chest.

"Go away! Go away! Go to hell!"

He Tingyu looked down at him from top to bottom, standing straight and motionless.

After a long time, Zhu Nanjiang saw a smile on that frosty face.Sneering as always, but there seemed to be something more to it than sarcasm.

"I will die, I will sacrifice the last drop of blood for this land, and you... you will die under the curse, and you will be accused by thousands of people, and your stigma will last forever."

After speaking, the smile on that face disappeared.He Tingyu raised his hand and took out the saber stuck in his chest, put it back under the cloak, then stepped over him and went down the stairs without looking back.

Zhu Nanjiang watched him walk away step by step, stepping down the last step.The shadow stretched out its right hand slightly as if waiting for him, and the two walked sideways towards the entrance together.

Zhu Nanjiang wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make any sound.I tried my best to climb up the stairs, but it was pitch black as far as my eyes could see.

wake up.

He sat up in shock and found himself on the sofa in the office.

The author says:

Thank you for everyone's starfish ヾ(≧?≦) This Sunday, there will be no rest! (That’s right, Big Brother, there will be more in the next chapter)