Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

"Alas, to survive, I sold out my master for fame and fortune"

7410 floated beside Su Jun and sighed repeatedly in the direction of Cai'er.

No backbone at all.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Su Jun spoke in a cold tone, "What's the use of having guts? You don't blame the perpetrators, but you complain about the victims here. Isn't that bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"

If you have the guts, go and kill that person who is struck by lightning above.

Didn't he often spur him on, saying some bullshit like there is a god above your head and that good will be rewarded and evil will be punished? But why didn't Chu Muyang get any retribution?

Oh, he forgot that Chu Muyang escaped from that group of trash.

"..."

7410 had a lot of rebuttals in his head, but they disappeared when he spoke...

It coiled around Su Jun's shoulder and said, "I was wrong, okay?"

Who wants a loser to apologize? Su Jun clicked his tongue in disdain.

No one knew what the young man in the hall was thinking. He lowered his eyes slightly with a dull expression, like a puppet without a soul and emotions.

Wei Jie leaned back and followed Su Jun's gaze. He watched Su Jun walk towards Cui Liu and raised his hand to stop the guard who wanted to hold Su Jun down.

Su Jun stood in front of Cui Liu. His throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton and his chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

The girl who waved goodbye as she left the house was covered in dirt and had so many scars that he didn't dare touch her with his hands.

Cui Liu's eyes were still bright, and they sparkled as she looked at him. She opened her lips as if she wanted to say something, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

What are you feeling sorry for?

What do you owe me?

He swallowed the bitter water that came up, stretched out his hand to cover Cuiliu's eyes, and calmly wrapped the iron chain around Cuiliu's neck...

With one final strong pull, veins popped out on the back of his fair hand.

7410 understood Su Jun's action and his pupils shrank.

"Su Jun! Stop it now!"

Su Jun used even more force, his eyes were bloodshot under his hair, and he held back his tears. He used all his strength, wanting to end the life in his hand as quickly as possible.

"Let go, let go Su Jun!" 7410 almost shouted at the top of his lungs.

Cui Liu did not struggle under his hands. When she moved her hand away, her eyes, like black grapes, became dim.

Su Jun suppressed his disordered breathing and stood up indifferently, as if the cruel and cold-blooded person just now had nothing to do with him.

Wei Jie was stunned for a while, the corners of his lips slowly curved up, and he saw a different Su Jun.

A Su Jun who was very close to him.

“Puchi, hahahaha”

In the silent courtyard, the laughter was sharp and arrogant.

fool.

Su Jun cursed in his heart, and after a long time, Wei Jie finally laughed enough.

He sighed twice with regret: "What a pity for your loyal servant."

"Shut up!"

Su Jun could no longer bear it and scolded in a low voice. These two words made the whole audience silent. Even Wei Jie looked at him in surprise.

Coming to his senses, the guard kicked Su Jun in the knee, causing him to kneel down unsteadily.

"How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of adults!"

Wei Jie suppressed his smile and met the boy's stubborn eyes.

In front of him, the boy seemed to have no idea what it meant to surrender.

"It seems that Master Su had a very comfortable time in the Wei Mansion last night, but it doesn't matter, it won't happen today. In order to free up a cell for Master Su, I have to take two people to the execution ground overnight."

Wei Jie was talking while watching Su Jun's reaction. However, apart from the rage that had erupted from his previous outburst, the young man calmed down again, and there was no sign of anything unusual in his eyes.

He smiled and said, "Do you know who those two people were?"

Su Jun said nothing

Wei Jie didn't feel bored and said to himself: "Forget it, I'll tell you directly, one of them is Yang Xiu, the cabinet minister who accepted bribes from your Su family, as for the other one..."

He paused deliberately, and Su Jun had a bad feeling.

"Your good brother Sun Zhao's father"

Su Jun's eyes went dark, his chest heaved violently, and the words "Chu Muyang" almost came out of his mouth.

He glared angrily at the smug man in the hall, and his eyes seemed to be talking to him.

No one associated with him will have a good ending.

Although this is true.

Su Jun felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness, and his anger inexplicably dissipated.

What's the use of being angry? He has to get it back a thousand times.

Su Jun was taken by the guards to another cell. Compared with yesterday's cell, this place was simply a purgatory on earth. There were endless wailing sounds, broken arms and limbs everywhere, and prisoners who stretched out their hands to pull anyone they saw and shouted for help.

When his sleeve was almost pulled, Su Jun finally couldn't help vomiting in the stench.

"vomit!"

The guard avoided him in disgust and angrily scolded him, "Why are you being so pretentious? Do you think you are here to enjoy yourself? I advise you to think clearly about what you want to confess, and don't wait until the knife falls on you before you beg for mercy."

After saying that, he pushed Su Jun into the only empty cell.

Su Jun staggered and fell to the ground, and his hand touched a cold corpse.

Looking back, he saw that the corpse standing there in a daze was Cui Liu who was strangled to death by him.

"What does Weijie mean by this?!"

He questioned the guard outside the door in a hoarse voice.

"My Lord, considering the deep bond between you two, will allow you to spend more time together while she is still alive."

"?!!"

Su Jun's pupils widened and he came to his senses. The guards had left. He didn't dare look back. Cui Liu was lying there and he couldn't help but think of her standing behind him alive.

"Beast... lunatic! Psychopath!"

He huddled in a corner, cursing madly.

There are no windows here, only two dim oil lamps, and the pungent stench is everywhere.

A rat slid past Su Jun's feet. He shrank his body and inadvertently saw a few rats gnawing on Cui Liu's corpse.

He paused, staggered to his feet and kicked the mouse away.

As soon as I kicked one away, more mice came rushing over and I couldn't drive them away.

"Come here!"

He shouted towards the door, but his voice was not loud and was soon drowned out by the wailing.

Su Jun gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "Someone come here! I have something to say!"

This time the guard outside heard it, and lazily appeared outside the iron bars, yawning.

"What are you talking about? If you have something to fart, do it now."

Su Jun suppressed his nausea and said word by word: "I want to see Chu Muyang"

"Chu Muyang?"

The guard's eyes flashed with confusion, and after a while he seemed to remember something and looked more serious, "I know, you just wait patiently"

After watching the guards leave, Su Jun breathed a sigh of relief and slowly slid down, burying his face in his arms and curling himself up into a ball.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the sound of footsteps brought him back to his senses.

Chu Muyang was dressed in a spotless white robe, so clean that he stood out from the surroundings. He stood outside the iron railings, their eyes met, and worry was evident in his eyes.

"Su Jun..."

He squatted down, not noticing that his white clothes were scattered on the blood-stained ground. He just looked at the young man who was huddled in the corner with red eyes crying with heartache.

The overwhelming hatred gathered in Su Jun's chest, almost making him explode.

He endured it again and again, clenching his hands under his sleeves so hard that his nails dug into his flesh, and only then did he regain some of his senses and not lose control on the spot.