The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

In the dim basement, the cold and damp air was filled with the smell of blood. Ling Bojin was thrown roughly onto the cold floor, his hands and feet tied tightly with hemp ropes, like a fish on a chopping board, unable to move.

The iron door of the basement made a harsh "creak" sound and slowly opened. Ling Bojin raised his head suddenly and stared at the door. He was eager to know who was behind the Huang family.

When Ling Baijin saw the cold and frosty young man at the door, his eyes were bloodshot.

It was him! It was actually him! The person he despised the most!

The footsteps came closer and closer, steady and powerful. Leng Che, wearing a well-cut black suit, with a slender and upright figure, walked towards the embarrassed man in front of him.

"It's you?" Ling Bojin looked at the boy in disbelief. His suit was already in disarray, and his tie was hanging crookedly around his neck. "The person behind Huang's family turned out to be you?"

Leng Che looked down at him, his eyes as cold as ice: "It's me, what's wrong?"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Bojin's collar, his dark eyes filled with long-suppressed anger: "If you dare to hurt her, you should have expected this fate!"

Ling Bojin laughed when he heard this: "I didn't expect you to like my slutty cousin so much. She has long been..."

With a "bang", Leng Che punched him hard in the face and then fiercely pulled him up: "If you dare to spread rumors again, I promise to make you die without a burial place! What you did to her, she told me everything when she was a child, don't think of using this method to make me hate you and let you go. Even if what you said is true, you will only die a more miserable death!"

Seeing blood flowing from the corner of Ling Baijin's mouth, he came back to his senses from the momentary dizziness. Looking at the young boy's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, he actually felt a chill.

His thoughts were seen through, and a trace of panic flashed in Ling Bojin's eyes. He made a final dying struggle: "If you kill me, you will become a murderer."

"The Ling family is finished! Otherwise, your father would not have handed you over so easily in order to protect the family. Today, no one will care whether you live or die."

Ling Bai's face changed drastically when he heard this, and his lips trembled slightly: "Impossible...Impossible!"

Then he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed with a creepy light, and he laughed wildly: "Even so, you still can't touch me. You don't know, she is infected with a bloodthirsty Gu, and only my blood can relieve her pain. Release me, and then return the Ling family's assets, and I can consider feeding blood to the mother Gu regularly."

Leng Che sneered: "Unfortunately, I have found a way to get rid of the poison."

"Are you talking about the burning Gu?" Ling Baijin smiled, "But the host of the sub-Gu will also feel the pain of burning her body, she can't bear it!"

"The Gu is on my body!"

Hearing this, Ling Baijin's pupils suddenly shrank, and his trembling voice was filled with disbelief: "How, how is it possible... You actually transferred the poison to yourself? Are you crazy?"

"Even if I have to suffer the pain of burning my body, I will never let you go." Leng Che grabbed his collar tightly, with such force that he almost wanted to crush his bones, "What other tricks do you have?"

The last trump card was broken, and the complacent Ling Baijin lost his edge in an instant. He stared at the boy's fierce and fierce eyes in a daze, as if his skin was peeled off and his muscles were pulled out. His hair stood up and he couldn't say anything. He only murmured in despair: "Impossible... This is impossible..."

"You have hit her with thirty-three lashes in total, I will return them many times over! But don't worry, the doctor has made arrangements for you and will not let you die so easily. After all, there are prison meals waiting for you!"

Leng Che grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground. Ling Baijin's body hit the ground with a dull sound.

He stood up, took out a wet towel and wiped his hands neatly, as if he had just touched something dirty.

Then he threw the wet wipes at Ling Bojin's face, turned his head to look at the prepared spiked whip and iron, and said to the people behind him: "Slap him once a day, whip him thirty-three times, and iron him once a day. The doctor will make sure he can be alive and sober to feel everything. After seven days, throw him back to the Ling family!"

His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and cruel light, and his tone of voice was low and cold, as if he was a Shura with the cold wind of hell, sentencing the ants.

Ling Baijin's face turned pale instantly, and he rushed towards him, trying to grab his trouser legs and beg for mercy, but because of the rope, he fell back to the ground and could only struggle on the ground like a dehydrated fish.

"Don't you like my cousin? Let's cooperate? Let's cooperate! I'll give Xixi to you! As long as you let me go!" Ling Baijin's chest heaved violently, and she begged him excitedly.

"Are you scared now?" Leng Che asked back, anger in his eyes almost bursting out, and his voice suddenly rose, "Why didn't you think about how scared she was when you hurt her!"

Ling Baijin collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with despair and fear, his lips trembling as he could not utter any words of defense.

He looked at Ling Bojin coldly, without a trace of pity in his dark eyes: "You should experience the pain she has suffered bit by bit yourself!"

"Do it!" Leng Che's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He gave the order decisively and turned around and strode out of the basement.

"No...no! Let's talk more!"

The iron door of the basement closed again, and only desperate pleas for mercy and shrill screams could be heard from inside.

Who was the person who gave the blood-sucking poison to the Ling family?

He will definitely not let that person go.

The screams echoed in my ears, and her eyes were cold and sharp. Suddenly, I remembered what she had shared with me before Christmas.

"I don't know if she applied some Chinese medicine. I smelled some Chinese medicine when I passed by. Could it be that I slapped her too hard and hurt her? But I obviously used up most of my strength. It seems that I underestimated my own strength."

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had caught the long-hidden answer.

Everything seemed to go wrong on Christmas Eve.

Could it be that the smell of the medicine activated the blood-sucking insect in her body?

He immediately made a phone call, his voice terribly low and deep: "Check Tian Yubing's family for me."