Correct harassment posture for ex-boyfriend

A squirrel sprinted across the back of his feet, and he suddenly woke up. He was still standing where he was, staring blankly at the amazed man in front of him.

He found Vincent's deep pupils like autumn water, staring at him quietly.

Henry felt his face was a little hot, er, he didn't think that he hadn't untied him for a long time because he wanted to plot something wrong?He hurried forward to untie the tie rope of the silk scarf for Vincent.

Vincent rubbed his wrist, Henry handed him the silk scarf, he took the silk scarf and smiled at Henry.

"Thank you." Vincent gestured dumbly.

Henry smiled silly.

Vincent continued to gesture: "Your body is very strong, what kind of exercise do you often do?"

"Lift dumbbells at home, ride a mountain bike to and from get off work, and practice boxing in the clubhouse gym." Henry replied in sign language.

Suddenly, a hairy hand stretched out from behind Vincent and grabbed his silk scarf.

The two were startled, and looked at the same time, it turned out to be a little monkey clinging to a tree trunk, at this moment, holding a silk scarf, sprinting upwards, jumping onto a branch, wow, swinging to another tree.

Henry raised his gun to shoot, but Vincent waved his hand to stop him and chased after him.

The little monkey was swinging lightly on the branch, swinging through one tree after another. Vincent followed under the tree, and Henry followed behind.

The soft fallen leaves were spread on the thick green grass, and they were trampled by the two people. A few crisp birdsong sang across the top of the head, and the warm sunshine slowly raised the temperature of the forest.Running behind Vincent, seeing his flowing blond hair and swaying back, Henry's heart throbbed like never before.

After running for a while, the little monkey disappeared, and the silk scarf was hung on a tree fork.

Vincent stopped under the tree, kicked off his shoes, lifted his skirt to get rid of his pantyhose, and wrapped around the branch next to him. He climbed up the tree trunk with his arms in his arms, as if dancing gracefully.

Climbing up the tree trunk, he stepped on the branch with bare feet, opened his arms, and staggered towards the treetop where the silk scarf was hung.

Standing under the tree, Henry looked at his bare feet and well-proportioned calves. The branches were dangling under his feet, getting more and more violent. Henry sweated for him, and quickly threw away the gun in his hand. Follow under the tree.

Bending down to get the silk scarf, Vincent showed a smile on his face, turned around happily, stepped on the ground with his foot, and fell from the branch with a "wow".

"Boom" a pair of arms caught him.

The two pairs of eyes are close at hand, looking at each other tenderly, and the world freezes instantly.

Vincent's silk scarf slipped from his hand, drifting away slowly with the breeze...

In a daze, Henry's mouth approached the red lips he had been longing for for a long time. Suddenly, Vincent opened his eyes and shouted: "Be careful!"

"Touch—" There was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and a sap slammed down on Henry from behind, knocking him and Vincent to the ground, and a rough hand picked up the gun at his feet.This time, Henry really didn’t hear anything.

Henry turned over quickly, helped Vincent up, stood with his back against the tree next to him, turned around, and blocked Vincent behind him.In front of him, six burly men dressed in various clothes held sticks in their hands, and a dark-skinned man held a gun he had just picked up in his hand, fingering the trigger. They surrounded them, all with wretched looks on their faces. smile.

Vincent recognized that these people were former security guards fired by the casino.

It turned out that when these people were dismissed, they were legally registered as club casinos, and they were given severance pay according to the labor law. However, most of them worked as security guards in casinos for most of their lives, and they received high salaries, and they would no longer be able to work. For other jobs, after the small expenses are spent, the unemployment benefits are not enough, and they fall into a destitute situation.Andrew took the opportunity to instigate, saying that their current predicament was caused by Vincent's ruthless layoffs. Today he will take the lead in kidnapping Vincent and let everyone vent their anger together.

With great difficulty, this group of people managed to gather half of the people who were originally planned to come, and it was half an hour later than Andrew's scheduled time, so Andrew and his brother acted alone.Seeing the punctured car on the side of the road, the group found them in the woods, and while Vincent was climbing a tree and Henry was watching stupidly, they quietly surrounded the two of them.

"Hit!" one shouted.

The sticks were swung like raindrops, Vincent covered his face with his arms, Henry in front of him moved his body flexibly, stretched out his arms to block the continuous swinging sticks.If he could move, Henry could beat these people to pieces at will, but they had guns. He didn't want Vincent to suffer any harm, so he could only keep his position and use the protection of the tree to protect Vincent tightly.Those former security guards wanted to drive Henry away quickly, so they shot fiercely. The well-trained sticks always hit the cartilage joints of Henry's arms and legs, which made Henry feel pain to the bone.

He gritted his teeth to endure the pain, stood in front of Vincent's body, and persisted.Soon, his arms, shoulders and legs were beaten to pieces, and the blood splashed with the stick, dripping onto Vincent's white skirt.

After a frantic beating, Henry still couldn't be driven away, the group stopped, and the man with the gun took a step forward, pointing the gun at Henry's heart: "Stupid boy, get out!"

Vincent pushed Henry's shoulder behind him, signaling him to get out of the way. Henry put his arms back to protect Vincent, raised his chest against the opponent's gun, stared fiercely into the opponent's eyes, and remained motionless.

A person next to him suddenly raised his pointed leather shoes and kicked Henry's weak waist hard. Henry felt the kicked part heat up, and then he felt a landslide of severe pain, which spread to the left side of his body in an instant. He couldn't stand up. He stopped, and his body was tilted. Vincent behind him grabbed his waist and wanted to hug him, but he fell to the ground together with him.

Henry resisted the sharp pain in his ribs, quickly turned over, and lay on Vincent's body to protect him.

Vincent motioned to him: "Get out of the way, they want me!"

Henry shook his head, Vincent's eyes were between square inches, looking at him softly, Henry suddenly felt warm in his heart, nodded to him, and signaled with his eyes: "As long as I have breath, I won't let you be hurt." harm!"

The person who kicked Henry squatted around their heads and grabbed Vincent's hair. Henry raised his head and slammed into the man's nose. The man was caught off guard and fell on his back. The bridge of his nose was broken and his nose was bleeding. face.He was so angry that he didn't care about the pain on the bridge of his nose. He stood up and swung his stick, and hit Henry's head hard. Henry had just used too much force, and his ribs hurt so bad that he couldn't move. , losing consciousness.

Henry opened his eyes and found himself in the hospital, with a plaster cast on his waist, lying on the hospital bed, with burning pain from head to toe all over his body.

He turned his head and saw stars and stars outside the window, it was already night.

Where is Vincent?What will they do to him after he faints?Could he, like himself, be lying in a certain ward?Or, will it be worse?He was so worried that it was hard to imagine.

"You're awake!" He heard the voice of the croupier Carmelo.

Camero had already locked the door of the ward and sat beside Henry's bed. He said, "Boy, you are very brave. It seems that I will be able to retire soon."

Henry didn't answer, he didn't speak for a long time, he was used to not speaking.

Carmelo continued: "I reported your matter to the family, and the elders admired you very much. In order to adapt to the role as soon as possible, you also worked hard. Your father is very worried about your health and asked me to take good care of you. Fortunately, Most of your body is wounded, but the last rib in your waist is broken, I am afraid it will take a while to recuperate."

Seeing Henry's searching gaze, Carmelo asked, "You want to know what happened after you fainted?"

Henry nodded.

Camero said: "In the morning, I couldn't reach Mr. President, and I couldn't get through the phone, so I felt that the situation was not good, because yesterday it was agreed that I would report to him at 9:00 today to arrange customers, and the president never agreed on the scheduled time. There would be a delay, so I asked the security captain Gene to ask, and soon an employee reported that he saw the president’s car parked on the forest road on the way to work. Gene immediately led a group of people to search near the parked forest, followed They quickly found you in the direction of the fighting sound. The group of people just dragged you away when you fainted, and Gene rushed over."

Carmelo continued: "After hearing that Gene and the others had restrained those people, the president seemed very angry. He immediately picked up the gun and shot four times at a man with a broken nose, and shot four of the man's right hand. The fingers were broken one by one. In the end, the group of people were all beaten half to death and then drove out of the forest. They fled away like birds and beasts. The president just came to see you and told you to take good care of your wounds."

Hearing that Vincent was fine, Henry breathed a sigh of relief. How to be beaten was also a regular subject in special training before, and it had become his natural reaction to avoid internal organ damage to the greatest extent. Therefore, he didn't feel very uncomfortable.

His mind jumped back to before the incident, Vincent fell from the tree, he was holding him, he was looking at himself affectionately, he couldn't help but want to kiss him.The last time he kissed him, he pushed himself away. This time, will he let himself kiss him?

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