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

"so what?"

Fu Tingchen looked at Fu Wenjie with disdain, and said slowly word by word.

"It was you who killed them, not me."

A simple sentence, but like an extremely sharp knife, pierced into Fu Wenjie's heart fiercely.

"No, it's not like that, it's not..."

He collapsed instantly, shaking his head with a livid face.

"It was you I wanted to kill, I didn't know it was them in the car."

Fu Tingchen leaned on the back of the chair, and the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth deepened by two points.

"continue."

"Yes!"

Gao Xun nodded, and pressed the repeat button on the projector.

screen, continue.

"I don't watch it, I don't watch it..."

Fu Wenjie covered his ears, buried his head tightly in his arms, his body was trembling, and he didn't dare to look any more.

Gao Xun showed a clear face.

Sometimes mental torture is more painful than physical torture.

"Open his eyes,"

Fu Tingchen's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of bloodthirsty in his eyes.

"Before the video ends, you are not allowed to close it for a second."

"Yes!"

Under Gao Xun's signal, two mercenaries tied Fu Wenjie to a chair, and then took out a special plastic rod to prop it between his upper and lower eyelids.

With red eyes, he could only stare at the tragic scene in front of him in a loop.

Because of being unable to blink for a long time, the eyes soon became sharply stinging.

But his mouth was blocked, and he couldn't even cry out in pain.

At this moment, Fu Wenjie regretted to the extreme.

Fu Tingchen quietly admired Fu Wenjie's desperate look, with an indifferent smile on his brows, but coldness deep in his dark eyes.

The assistant, who had already been terrified, finally reacted at this time.

"Fu, Mr. Fu,"

He knelt and crawled to Fu Tingchen's feet, his body trembling and tears streaming down his face.

"Fu Wenjie forced me to do everything, please let me go."

As he spoke, the muffled sound of his head hitting the ground came one after another.

"I was really forced. Your lord has a lot, so let me go."

Fu Wenjie was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

In the huge room, there was only the sound of kowtowing and begging for mercy.

After a cigarette was over, Fu Tingchen crushed the cigarette butt out in his hand, and looked at the assistant with inexplicable eyes.

"it is good."

In the slightly hoarse voice, no real emotion could be heard.

it is good?

Is this a promise? !

The assistant paused, and looked up at Fu Tingchen with surprise on his face.

"Thank you Mr. Fu, thank you Fu..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a gun that suddenly touched his forehead.

The hand holding the gun has distinct joints, and the meridian lines on the back of the hand are clear.

The extremely terrifying shadow of death enveloped him in an instant.

"Don't, don't,"

The assistant fell backwards, subconsciously about to run away.

Fu Tingchen hooked his lips.

"boom--"

At the same time as the gunshot rang out, the assistant's head exploded like a ripe watermelon.

After the body struggled for a few seconds, there was no movement at all, and the posture was distorted.

Except for Fu Wenjie, everyone in the audience looked indifferent.

Obviously, such a situation had already been expected.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again.

"Boss Fu, all the people who have been in contact with Fu Wenjie in Kyoto have been found out."

Hearing this, Fu Wenjie's bloody eyes trembled.

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Jiang Family Villa.

"what do you mean,"

Fu Shiling pursed his lips and looked at Mr. Jiang, his voice was ragged and hoarse.

"My father was killed by the old man...the grandparent and grandson of the Fu family?"