After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Fu's Manor.

The huge basement revealed a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.

"Boss Fu,"

Yang Yi knocked on the door.

"People have brought it."

"Come in."

Fu Tingchen's deep and cold voice came from inside.

Meng Xianghui, whose hands were bound, was locked up all night. He was terrified at first.

Hearing Fu Tingchen's voice, his legs became weak from fright.

Now that I know I'm afraid, what did I do earlier?

Yang Yi snorted coldly in his heart and opened the door.

"Boss Meng, please."

Two mercenaries immediately stepped forward and dragged the pale Meng Xianghui inside.

The pungent smell of blood hits the face.

The room with staggered lights in front of him was like a terrifying hell.

Meng Xianghui, on the other hand, was like a prey dragged into hell.

After adapting to the light in the room, he was even more frightened and pale.

Fu Tingchen sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his handsome features hidden in the shadows.

A cigar was held between his slender fingers, and the gray-white smoke spread out in a circle.

The movements are dignified and elegant, very pleasing to the eye.

of course.

The premise is to ignore those piled up bloody people who don't know their life or death not far away.

And the almost dry blood on the ground.

Meng Xianghui recognized it at a glance.

Among these people, there is the eyeliner that I put around the Fu family before.

His heart trembled with fear.

Since the eyeliner has been arrested long ago, how did Fu Tingchen's whereabouts come back?

In just a moment, Meng Xianghui figured out the situation.

It turned out that from the very beginning, I and the Meng family were the prey that Fu Tingchen played with in his hands! !

"how?"

Fu Tingchen slowly raised his eyelids to look at Meng Xianghui, his thin lips curved slightly.

"Know them?"

"Do not,"

Meng Xianghui repeatedly shook his head in denial.

"do not know."

"It seems that Mr. Meng's memory is not very good,"

Fu Tingchen hooked his lips, looking at Meng Xianghui as if looking at a prey struggling in vain.

"Yang Yi, give him memories."

"Yes,"

Yang Yi picked up the dagger and walked up to Meng Xianghui, raised the knife and dropped it.

"what!!"

The dagger with a cold light pierced Meng Xianghui's shoulder deeply, and the pain made him howl uncontrollably.

"Keep making noise,"

Fu Tingchen spoke lightly.

"Even the tongue was cut off."

Hearing this, Meng Xianghui's body trembled in fright, and he bit his lip tightly to suppress his wailing.

Cold sweat soaked all the clothes on his body.

"Speak,"

Fu Tingchen's black eyes were like frozen pools, and he looked at Meng Xianghui without any warmth.

"Who asked you to deal with the Fu family? Or, to deal with me?"

Hearing Fu Tingchen's sharp words, Meng Xianghui was about to speak with his lips moaning.

"I advise you,"

Fu Tingchen played with the knife in his hand with lowered eyes, and the chill in his beautiful eyebrows pierced his bones.

"Think about it."

"I,"

Meng Xianghui knew that this was the end of the matter, and there was no point in deceiving himself or others, so he reluctantly adjusted his posture and knelt down.

"I do not know who he is."

Fu Tingchen raised his eyes lightly.

The moment he met those eyes, Meng Xianghui felt a bone-chilling chill.

"I really don't know, that person uses a mobile phone number in city S to contact me every time..."

Trembling with fear, he explained everything in detail from beginning to end.

"It was also because of my child's anxiety that I was used by that person to instigate you to attack you. I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"You are indeed wrong,"

Fu Tingchen leaned on the sofa and smiled leisurely, his handsome face became more clear.

"It's not wrong, it's not about me, it's about being too stupid."

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you think that if I was the one who attacked the Meng family, I would give you room to fight back?"