Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Akai Shuichi had a complicated look on his face. His previous guess was right. The boss had bad intentions.

He lowered his eyes to look at the blond young man. At this moment, the young man was like a gradually withering sunflower, his vitality devoured by the collar around his neck. He was powerless even to resist and could only wait quietly for death.

His eyes were deep as he desperately tried to think of a solution.

Zhu Fu Jingguang dug his nails deep into his flesh as he tried hard to suppress his anger, his whole body looking like a storm about to erupt.

In the increasingly stagnant atmosphere of the office, he walked to Fūya Rei with rhythmic steps, and looked at his friend's bloodless lips and weak aura, feeling heartbroken.

He grasped Furuya Rei's chin with his slender fingers and studied him from side to side in a pretentiously frivolous manner, his expression sympathetic yet unwilling. His tone, while respectful, was thick with darkness. "Sir, Amuro-kun has been my property for three years. Could you please let him go and let me punish him personally? I will take over all his tasks."

Akai Hide's eyelids twitched. Scotland is such a pervert!

Furuya Rei's lifeless eyes shook, Hiro, what are you talking about, Hiro!

Scotland's words made the boss' voice, distorted by the voice changer, contain obvious displeasure. His gloomy tone was strange and cold: "Amuro-kun, what do you think?"

This Scottish guy who got the upper hand through the backdoor actually dared to shamelessly and openly declare sovereignty. Who gave him the courage and guts!

The little detective that Amuro Toru cares about still lives inside her body.

At this moment, Vermouth looked angry and defensive, staring at Scotland on the surveillance camera, like a pig desperately trying to dig up its own cabbage!

Fūya Rei's golden hair hung down naturally, and his body swayed. His face flushed, his expression painful, and he managed to squeeze out a hoarse voice from his throat: "I will obey your orders, sir."

The boss laughed happily and said slowly, "The organization needs to cooperate with a pharmaceutical company, and the only requirement their president has made is that you..."

"Sir!" Zhu Fu Jingguang released his hand, his voice hoarse. It took all his strength to control himself from losing his composure. He tried hard to find a reason to dissuade the boss from making such a decision. "Bourbon is a code name member of the organization. If we send him out for a trade directly, won't the other code name members be insecure?"

Shuichi Akai didn't care about his fear of the boss, nor did he weigh the pros and cons to protect himself, but stood up directly.

He hid the rage in his eyes and said calmly, "Scotland is right. That company isn't worth the cost of a codenamed member."

It was rare for the two of them to stand on the same side, cooperating with each other to save the blond young man in front of them.

"Quiet." The boss's voice was not loud, but it carried a terrifying darkness and an overwhelming desire for control.

Zhu Fujingguang and Akai Xiu suddenly became silent and dared not say another word.

Boss's tone was filled with malicious curiosity as he asked lightly, "Amuro-kun, are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the organization?"

The blond young man, who was almost falling to the ground, was having trouble breathing and refused in a difficult tone: "...No."

The moment he refused, the collar around his neck tightened again.

His face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground. The clean and tidy suit that Xiao Junran had prepared for him was now covered in dust and became disheveled.

He struggled to get up, not wanting to look too awful. But the more stubborn and resolute he was, the more those who saw him wanted to break him, drag him into the mud, and make him collapse and fall.

The boss's voice, a false sympathy on the surface, rang out: "Amuro, be good, do you hear me?"

"...Yes, sir." He lowered his head, his hoarse voice filled with numb compromise, as if he had already accepted his fate.

In an instant, he seemed to collapse. The decadent and withered aura on his body overwhelmed his vitality, and he could only sink powerlessly to the bottom of the sea.

Facing the scene of the blond young man being forcibly tamed, Shuichi Akai clenched his hands in his pockets suddenly and lowered his eyes to hide the sharpness and regret in his eyes.

Zhu Fu Jingguang bit the soft flesh in his mouth tightly, his soul seemed to be split in two, one half remained in his body, and he listened calmly and indifferently to his boss's twisted and joyful laughter.

Half of them were grief-stricken and filled with hatred.

This was his childhood experience! Yet he was treated and humiliated so cruelly!

If the boss himself were here, he would risk his life and do his best to drag him to death with him. He would make that person pay the price.

The boss seemed to have had enough of the blond youth's pitiful posture, and his tone was condescending and condescending: "Don't be afraid, Amuro-kun. You are my favorite child, and I will not give up on you easily."

Before they could rejoice, the boss suddenly changed the subject. With an ambiguous smile, he cruelly said, "This is just a warning. If you fail the next mission, you will be the one contacting the pharmaceutical company. That partner is very fond of you."

"I look forward to seeing you next time, and you will be able to bring my Emerald Saint Messiah."

The computer screen went black instantly, and the speakers were silent, with no sound coming out.

After making sure the boss had left, Zhu Fujingguang immediately squatted down and supported You Xunran with trembling hands, but he didn't dare say anything out of line. He could only suppress his anger and worry. His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse like an old man in his twilight years, as if it contained gravel: "Amuro, are you okay?"

The choker on Fūya Rei's neck stopped, he tilted his head and coughed violently, then fell weakly into Yu Junran's arms. The ribbon covering his eyes was rubbed off, revealing his tired and fragile eyebrows and misty eyes.

Fighting against my own emotions is exhausting.

His brows were weary, and his voice was hoarse and calm: "It's okay."

Zhu Fujingguang reached out and touched the neck ring, trying to remove it, but found that it was a fingerprint lock. In other words, without a specific person, this thing would always be worn around the friend's neck.

His face instantly became extremely ugly.

Akai Shuichi bent down to pick up the blind stick on the ground and said rationally, "Get out first."

Zhu Fujingguang immediately picked up You Xunran and quickly left the office.

As the three of them came out, they ran into the blonde girl guarding the door.

The man's eyes, watching the show, swirled around Furuya Rei, landing on the conspicuous marks on his neck. He curled his lips in amusement, watching the fun without a care in the world and saying, "Amuro-kun, you've been punished by the boss. You're still sober this time. You've made progress."

The traces of the potion sprayed in the Choker are very real, without any sign of fakeness. We can give a bonus to the laboratory to let them do more research and strive for greater perfection.

You will feel more confident when using it to cheat people in the future.

She really didn't want to put on that 'battle-damaged makeup' anymore; it was too tiring and not challenging.

Fūya Rei's face was pale with shock as he buried it in Yu Junran's arms. This woman was adding another persona to him. Was she an acting queen?