Wild Sweet Temptation

Ren Su Muchen is already a little bully, and he seems small in front of Fu Yucheng.

At this moment, Fu Yucheng's body was covered in blood of unknown origin, his finger bones were worn out and exposed, and his legs were twisted unlike those of ordinary people. He looked more like a zombie that had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies than a human.

"Oh, that look is so ferocious." Su Muchen curled his lips, and walked onto the court lazily with his hands in his pockets. He reached out to wipe the blood off his face, revealing the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye.

His hair, which had not been cut for a long time, was covered with bright red sweat. Su Muchen patted his face and looked at the referee who was trying to please him. "Let him take a break. Will you play with me tomorrow?"

The prince of the capital, the future heir of the Su family, was extremely ruthless and would kill people every time he came, but -

The boss of the black boxing ring rarely shows up, but this time he has to come in person to coax him. After all, if Fu Yucheng was beaten to death by him, the black boxing ring would lose a mountain of gold. If Su Muchen was beaten to death, it is estimated that with Su Yueliang's character, he would directly kill everyone in the black boxing ring!

"Master Chen, this... is a ruthless move."

"Hmm? You don't understand what I'm saying?"

Except for Su Muchen, no one dared to ask someone like him to play, because he had no idea what it meant to play chess with the prince, so he would just stop when he got enough.

The boss almost cried as he hung up the sign - the battle of the century...

So there was a drama of wild dog versus mad dog.

He is insidious, Su Muchen is ruthless, and he can counter every move and has extremely fast reaction.

Obviously, Su Muchen's training was more systematic, while he relied entirely on his instinct to survive.

His instinct to survive was not because of desire, but because he truly felt an inexplicable fear.

At that moment he was even excited that someone could give him other emotions and make him feel something other than numbness!

Fu Yucheng, who had fallen down, stood up shakily again and again, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at the boy of the same age in front of him. He saw that the other party's attitude towards him was not like that of other opponents, but more like he was sizing up his own kind.

It turns out they are the same person.

He pointed at Su Muchen and saw him raise his heroic eyebrows and curl the corners of his lips with a bloody beauty.

"Provocation? Interesting."

Neither of them had an absolute advantage in this fight. They just got up and fought again and again. Both of them were so angry that cheers and applause could be heard constantly in the boxing ring.

Finally, he collapsed due to exhaustion and didn't even have the strength to stand up. He could only lie there and look up at the boy who was also panting and walking towards him.

"Just kill me."

This was the first time he took the initiative to talk to someone after all the years he had been in the boxing ring.

For some reason, he felt that only Su Muchen could understand what he said and see through the depression beneath his numbness.

Su Muchen squatted in front of him, tilted his head and looked at him for a while, the corners of his lips were still slightly raised, the Kirin tattoo on it had long been stained with blood, but it was not scary at all. He stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Yucheng up.

"Don't talk nonsense. I want you. Work with me and you'll have enough to eat."

The boss naturally didn't want to let him go. The fact that this century duel ended in failure did give him a double gain. But if Fu Yucheng left, it would be hard to find such a good talent...

Su Muchen sat on the sofa, playing with the boss's white porcelain teacup with ice crackles, listening to his earnest advice, and looked back at Fu Yucheng who was standing in the corner.

The office of the boss of the black boxing ring is not accessible to ordinary people. The things inside are priceless. Even if one has never eaten or seen them, one can tell at a glance that the things here are not simple. However, Fu Yucheng just stood there indifferently, without even the desire to glance around. He was just indifferent and lifeless, and no one knew where he was looking.

"Hey." Su Muchen called him, and saw the shadow at the end of his eye moved, as if he was looking at him. "Do you want to follow me?"

Fu Yucheng didn't know what answer to give him, nor did he know how to answer.

"what ever."

"Okay." Su Muchen threw the teacup into the hands of the black boxing ring owner. "I'll give you some money. Either you take the money and give the person to me, or -"

He curled his lips and smiled. "I won't give face to my family."

The owner of the black boxing ring took a breath and naturally understood what he meant.

Everyone knows that the young master of the Su family is a madman who is not afraid of anything. He is a professional when it comes to bullying people. Even if he doesn't want to let Fu Yucheng off the hook, he will find a way to get rid of the person after a while. By then, it will be a question whether the black boxing arena can still exist.

By doing this favor now, I can also give Fu Yucheng some leverage.

However, Su Muchen did not give the black boxing ring this opportunity at all. He searched all of Fu Yucheng's possessions thoroughly, destroying whatever needed to be destroyed and taking away whatever needed to be taken away. When he stepped out of the door, Fu Yucheng who once stood in the black boxing ring would be gone without a trace, and no one would know what kind of filth he had experienced here.

The people in the boxing ring gave Su Muchen a collar lock and told him that as long as Fu Yucheng wore the collar, he could activate the electric shock device of the lock and the chip buried in his body would generate electricity to make him obedient.

Su Muchen weighed the lock twice, then suddenly smashed it with a hammer beside him, and personally pulled off his collar. "You don't need this control. It's your own life, you have to make your own choices."

An unexpected development happened. He was taken away by Su Muchen and trained as a thug.

Although the 14-year-old Su Muchen did not have his own power in the Su family, he already knew how to recruit and train his own people, and he simply used his own money to support these people.

Fu Yucheng had never been to school, so Su Muchen found someone to teach him one-on-one how to read and write, so that he could have basic communication problems with other children of his age.

but……

Fu Yucheng looked at the door.

After explaining all this, Su Muchen hadn't come for a while. He suddenly wondered what was the point of learning these things?

Why would Su Muchen use him when he was taken away?

Fu Yucheng came to the window after finishing a day's study. He stayed in the house all day and never went out. He only thought of coming here to get some fresh air at night.

The house offers a view of the old alley street scene. Although it is not the bustling night scene of a big city, it still has the atmosphere of ordinary people. Sometimes he smells all kinds of unfamiliar smells and always feels a little unreal.

"Hey."

With a cry of surprise, Fu Yucheng lowered his eyes, and his delicate baby voice was a little angry. The little girl standing under the window picked up the pen on the ground and looked up for someone, just in time to see Fu Yucheng looking bored.

"Is that your pen?" Lu Jinhuan pointed at Fu Yucheng and wanted to kick him, but Fu Yucheng looked so calm that it didn't seem like he was the one who caused the falling object.

What's more, this is the first floor, so she can only blame herself for being short.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lu Jinhuan thought there was no point in shouting nonsense, so she put the pen in her pocket, walked a few steps and looked back at Fu Yucheng. Seeing that he was still in that stupid look, she cursed in her heart and left quickly.