Swollen slag, he is so cute

"What did you say?!"

"I said—I was in your bed last night." Holland deliberately slowed down his voice, and suddenly reached out and gently pinched Duane's chin, forcing him to look at him.

When these words invaded with the cold air, Duan felt his whole body was cold, from the tips of his ears became cold, a chill penetrated into every nerve, when he met those blue eyes again , it turned red.

With a dazed effort, Duan was controlled by the eyes of the blood clan.

Holland looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he opened the co-pilot's door and got into the car, and gave Duane a few orders.

……

As if there was a short gap in memory, when Duan came back to his senses, his eyes were plunged into darkness, and his hands were tied behind his back.

After struggling a little, he found that he was tied to a chair, his mouth and eyes were covered, and he couldn't move or shout.

And it was stripped off? !

There was silence all around.

What's happening here?Wasn't he still in the car just now?What are you doing...why all of a sudden...

As soon as he recalled it, there was a stabbing pain deep in his brain, and he couldn't remember what happened before he fell into a coma.

He tried whining a few times, and suddenly heard a strange and eerie sound next to him.

"Chuck————"

The sound was originally not loud, but it seemed to be infinitely amplified in this quiet environment, with a bit of empty echo.

At first, Duane didn't think much about it, he just thought the voice was a little creepy, but as the voice burped in satisfaction, goose bumps all over his body immediately came up.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, he could not help but think of the scary monsters in horror movies.

Creepy!

This sound...why does it sound like some kind of monster is gnawing on a bone?

And listening to this echo, he should be in an empty room, then touched the wall behind the chair with his hand, and tapped lightly, it was a solid wall.

Where is he?

At this moment, through a wall, a strange male voice suddenly appeared from behind.

"Hey, boss, I caught him, don't worry, he didn't bring bodyguards today, well, no one found out, of course, I'm a professional."

The voice was a bit strange, it seemed that he was deliberately pinching his throat to speak, and his pronunciation was not natural.

who is it?

Who tied him up?Who is so courageous to touch him in S City?He even took off his clothes!

Duane was angry and ashamed.

When he goes out, he will kill this bastard!Chop off his hands and feet and throw them into the river to feed the fish!

Duane tried to struggle, but as soon as he moved, the strange thing next to him let out another deep roar, which immediately frightened him so much that he didn't dare to move.

What's next to it?

Just when he was wondering, the man outside spoke again.

"Well, just do as you said. Everything is ready. Later, I will use sulfuric acid to destroy his face first, and then let the dog bite his body. Don't worry, it is the most ferocious dog. It eats raw meat and grows." Big one, I fed it some meat just now, when the appetite comes up, let it go..."

Hearing every word and every sentence, Duan's heart shuddered! !

Only then did he confirm that he was indeed kidnapped, and this person actually wanted to use such cruel means against him!

At this time, he was tightly tied to a chair, unable to move, unable to see anything, and everything that could be used to call for help was removed.

If what the man said was true...then he was dead.

Thinking of this, he immediately struggled, but when he moved, the dog next to him also moved, and there was a sound of pulling the iron chain, and Duane could even hear it bark with its tongue out and drooling.

Duan was so frightened that he tried his best to get rid of the ropes on his hands and feet.

The man outside didn't seem to hear what was going on inside. His voice was still calm, but what he said became more and more terrifying: "You mean a corpse? Ah, of course it was directly tied to a stone and thrown into the river. Don't worry, I will Guaranteed that no one can find him again, even if the Du family finds him... they won't be able to recognize him anymore, if I'm really worried, I'll cut his body into slices, boil them and feed them to the dogs, grind the bones into powder and flush them into the sewer. gone."

He actually wanted to kill him!

Now Duane couldn't care about the dog next to him anymore. He tried his best to break free, and finally turned over, bringing the chair down with a bang, and his shoulder hit the ground with pain.

The voice outside paused: "He seems to be awake, I'll go and have a look... Don't worry, I will make him die a very miserable death."

After saying this, there was a creak in my ear, and the door opened.

Duane fell to the ground and continued to struggle. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he was frightened and backed away. However, the chair was pushed against the wall, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only yell.

The man walked up to him, squatted down slowly, pinched his neck with a hand wearing a leather glove, and asked, "Do you know why I tied you up?"

At first, Duane thought he was going to kidnap and blackmail, but listening to the conversation just now, it didn't seem to be the case...

Who is going to kill him?

"Then let me tell you, my boss wants your life and hired me to kill you." The man said and tore the tape off Duane's mouth.

Duane screamed immediately: "Do you know who I am?! How dare you tie me up?"

"I know, of course I know." The man's tone was calm from beginning to end, his words were clear, and even his tone of voice was calm.

For some reason, Duane felt that this speed of speech was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

"My boss wants your life."

"Heh, since you know who I am, you'd better think about it." Duane pretended to be arrogant and threatened: "Do you know what will happen if you touch me? Don't even think about leaving City S alive!"

"I've figured it out, I'm not afraid of death, what about you?"

The man's voice was terribly calm, only Duane knew how hard he was pinching his neck, it was so loud that he could hardly breathe, so he could only cry out for help with difficulty.

"Woo...let me go...let me go...help! help!"

"You can shout whatever you want, there is no one around here."

"Woooooooo..."

"Do you know why my boss wants to kill you?"

Duane opened his mouth wide and couldn't take in any air. His throat hurt like it was being burned, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Because you ruined his life." The man let go of his hand suddenly after speaking.

Sufficient oxygen finally returned to the brain, and Duan let out a weak gasp with his head hanging on the ground. It took him a long time before he said, "Ahem, how much did he give you? If you let me go, I'll pay you three times."

"No." The man's voice was so calm that it was a little indifferent.

"Ten times, if you let me go, I can give you a lot of money." Duane said cautiously, pursing his lips.

"No."

"A hundred times."

"You can't give me all the money."

"Why?! Who the hell are you? Who asked you to kill me?!" Duane screamed in a broken voice.

"Because money doesn't mean much to me." The man said coldly, then paused before saying, "As for who..."

"who is it?"

"you guess."

Just as Duane was about to ask, he suddenly heard the sound of liquid colliding with the glass bottle.

The man shook the bottle in his hand slightly, and touched his lips with a gloved finger: "Shh, did you hear the sound of sulfuric acid dripping and corroding the floor?"

Duane jerked his head back and hit the back of the chair with a thud, staring at him, but he didn't dare to cry out the pain because the man got closer and his voice became clearer.

"Do you think it's better for me to fall down little by little or just splash?"

"No no no, besides money, I can give you a lot of things! I can give you anything you want!" Duane shook his head excitedly, apparently having collapsed, crying and begging desperately: "Please, Please, please don't!!"

"Or... pour it down your throat first?"

"No, no, please, don't do this!" Duane quickly shut his mouth, struggled desperately, and shook his head vigorously.

But that hand grabbed his neck with irresistible force, forcing him to look up, and then his jaw was pinched.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuua

For the first time in his life, he regretted it.

His mother died early, and his father never remarried, so as the only son, he has always been the darling of the Du family. From childhood to adulthood, he has what he wants, and he must get what he wants!

No one can stop him.

As for hurting someone else in order to get something?

He never felt it was wrong.

He took it for granted that these people deserved it, who told them to touch his things.

Gu Jingye is his.

No one can touch it!

But at this moment, when he felt the mouth of the cold glass bottle touch his lips.

He regretted it.

When these things really happened to him, when he was tied up, when he was unable to struggle and no one could save him, he realized how terrible it was. He trembled with fear and wished he could kneel down and beg.

He has seen people splashed with sulfuric acid on the Internet, so he naturally knows how terrible it is...

His lips would be burned, his throat would be corroded, and it would end up in his stomach, his intestines, and his entire stomach would be burned through.

He didn't want to die yet, but if he hadn't done something that hurt others, how could anyone come to seek revenge?

Maybe his father will find him later, maybe he will kill this guy to avenge him, but he will never come back, he will die...

Died miserably.

At this moment, the already tilted mouth of the bottle suddenly paused, and the man whispered, "Hey, who's here?"

Duane immediately surged with hope and yelled, but his mouth was covered, and the tape was reattached. Then Duane was untied from the chair, and before he had time to struggle, he was stuffed into the sack. A second was lifted and dropped from a height.

After a brief suspension, it fell into the water.

Duan didn't know how to drink water, and because of the sudden incident, he immediately choked into the trachea, and the tape was washed away by the water. He opened his mouth wide and coughed uncomfortably, but more water poured in, and he felt suffocated instantly. Corrodes the entire brain.

There was still darkness in front of him, as if countless hands were pulling him to death.

He couldn't find the exit, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't open the sack.

So uncomfortable, so painful.

dying.

Really dying.

Just when he was about to decide to give up struggling.

Suddenly a force pulled him up.

Then he was taken out of the sack, and when he breathed fresh air again, Duane was almost unconscious. His desire to survive made him instinctively reach out, hugged the man in a hurry, and hugged him tightly.

The skin is cold.

Duan put his face on his neck, and the cloth strips on his eyes were washed away. It was already dark outside, and there was no light around him. It was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, and couldn't see the environment clearly. He could only feel the pouring rain in the sky, which made him feel even more uncomfortable, and he couldn't help crying anymore, spitting water while crying.

"Don't hug me so tightly, I feel a little uncomfortable."

When this familiar voice appeared in his ears, Duane suddenly woke up, he let go of his hand in fright, and almost sank again, but it was Holland who grabbed his hand and picked it up again, Duane was very surprised.

"Holland?! Is that you? Why are you here?"

"I told you, I'm here to love you."

"..."

"Do you know now that you did something wrong?" Holland lectured seriously with a stern face.

"So you tied me up?" Duane's eyes widened. "I'm going to kill you!"

"...You still want to kill me?" Holland pretended to let go: "Then I'll go ashore first."

"Don't, don't, no, no!" Duan was so frightened that he jumped a few times in the water, choked on a few more sips, and quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't go, I'm afraid, I can't swim! Really .”

"Then do you know it's wrong?"

"..."

Seeing that Duane was still awkward, Holland really let go this time, pushed him away, turned around and started to swim.

Duane was so scared that he quickly shouted: "Come back, Holland, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done this before, and I won't hurt others in the future... I will never tie you again, never again Find someone to blackmail you, okay?"

After getting an accurate answer, Holland watched him choke a few more times, then picked him up, put his arms around his waist, and kissed him on the face: "Good boy, it seems that I didn't come to pick you up for nothing."

Duan froze all over, and asked falteringly: "Find me? Could it be that you saved me? You... who are you?"

Holland didn't answer, but suddenly tapped his forehead with his fingers, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you'll be home when you wake up."

Watching Duane pass out again, Holland dragged him with difficulty to the edge of the pool and climbed up.

That's right, this isn't a river at all, it's Du'an's large open-air swimming pool.

The swimming pool is actually only 2 meters deep, but Duan, who was in a panic, didn't realize how it sank to the bottom so quickly, and the night vision of human beings is far inferior to that of vampires. As long as there is no light, they can basically see nothing.

As for what happened just now, it was actually in the vacant room of Duane's house.

At school this afternoon, after Holland got into Duane's car, he asked him to drive home, controlled him with the eyes of the blood race, drove away all the servants and security guards, and then turned off the lights and lights in the entire yard. Monitor, staged this out.

He had borrowed gloves from the Duanes and an empty decorative wine bottle, which he now put back intact.

And the dog was a little stray he picked up randomly on the road. At first, he was very afraid of Holland, maybe he was panicking from hunger, so he followed him away with some food, and gave him some The meat and bones immediately gobbled it up, eating deliciously, and suddenly saw Duan moving around, and thought he was going to fight it for food.

So Holland was the only one from beginning to end.

As for the plan...

Holland wiped Duane clean, changed him into the clothes he had taken off earlier, took care of everything, and called Lilian's number again.

"Did you get it done?"

"Well, it's very effective." Holland smiled rarely, and his tone became cheerful, which finally solved his recent upset.

That's right, this intimidation plan was created by the little witch Lilian, and even the lines were improvised by her, and Hollander took it as an endorsement.

Sure enough, as long as it involves the whole person, she is professional.

But Holland was a little puzzled.

"Why did you ask me to kiss him?"

The little witch smiled: "Because it's fun~"

"anything fun?"

"You'll find out later."

"He may wonder when he wakes up, but he can't find evidence, and in the end he just thinks it's a nightmare."

"That's right, but his body has truly experienced all this, subconsciously remembered this feeling of despair and panic, and he will not forget it easily. He will never dare to do this kind of thing again in the future~"

"Ah."

Vampires don't dream, but Holland has read books about human dreams and knows she has a point.

Of course, Holland doesn't expect him to become a kind and good person. As a vampire, he doesn't have any sense of justice for food, and he doesn't want to reform him, as long as he doesn't bother him in the future.

"He remembered despair, but at the same time he also remembered that you suddenly appeared when he was most helpless, rescued him, fished him out of the water, and..."

kissed him.

Lilian couldn't help laughing when she thought of this.

The upright and cute Hollander didn't get the joke at all, he was just happy to finally get rid of Duane, an annoying human being, and finally be able to play games and study quietly.

After he was happy, he felt a little hungry.

Rubbing his belly, he looked at Duane who was lying defenseless on the bed. He licked his lips and sniffed it, but finally held back.

It's time to go back, subconsciously looking at the time.

He suddenly remembered the 11 o'clock appointment with Gu Jingye, and it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Holland quickly hung up the phone, and sure enough, there were five or six missed calls and text messages from Gu Jingye.

Click on the latest one.

"Holland, I'm still waiting for you at the fountain, and I won't leave you every step of the way."

This text message is from 3 minutes ago.

Looking out the window at the sudden heavy rain an hour ago, Hollander was just thinking.

Fortunately, his food did not escape.