Chapter 22: his prey
Chapter 22 His prey
She bit her lower lip, took a few steps forward, and came to him.
Shangguan Ling's gaze was like a sleeping lion opening its eyes to look at the prey it was about to eat, with a ferocious predatory quality.
Soph moved back a little, and her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Shangguan Ling tightened his hands as if he was deliberately trying to hurt her, "Where are the shoes?"
"Lost." Su Fu endured the pain, her voice trembling slightly.
Is he going to crush her?
“What’s going on here?” Shangguan Ling’s fingertips gently slid over the red dots on her fair arms.
All the arrogance of Sufu disappeared without a trace, and she was as docile as a sheep: "It was bitten by mosquitoes."
“Where did the mosquito bite?”
“Mosquitoes in the flowers.”
Shangguan Ling sneered and held her hand tighter and tighter.
"It hurts..." Half of Su Fu's bright little face turned pale in pain.
"You're so good, why did you run into the flowers, huh?" Shangguan Ling knew that she had escaped, but he deliberately let her say it herself.
Invisibly, it gave her tremendous psychological pressure.
He is like a patient hunter who follows his plan step by step and cruelly kills his prey.
And Su Fu is the prey that is about to be played to death at this moment.
Soph suppressed the pain that was about to come out and whispered, "Master, I know I was wrong."
“What’s wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have run away.”
“Hmph.” Shangguan Ling snorted coldly and threw her hand away.
Su Fu's face was pale, without any trace of blood, and she quickly held her wrist that was in severe pain with one hand.
Shangguan Ling's eyes were lowered and his gaze fell on the coffee table. Su Fu diligently took out a cigarette from the coffee table and brought it to him.
“Master, please.”
“You’re wise!” Shangguan Ling gently held the cigarette in his thin lips. Su Fu turned around, picked up the metal lighter, and carefully lit it for him.
Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Shangguan Ling narrowed his eyes and asked, "Jiangchuan, how long has it been?"
“Go back to the young master, there are still ten minutes left.”
Shangguan Ling rubbed his gracefully curved chin with one hand and said with a ruthless voice, "It's time to warm up."
“Yes, Master!”
Jiangchuan said a few words into the wireless headset, and the deafening music suddenly stopped.
eaten.
Jiang Chuan snapped his fingers, and the woman who was dancing passionately against the man a moment ago hugged the man.
He was so unrestrained that Su Fu couldn't help but feel nauseated. She leaned to the side and vomited.
“It’s worthless.” Shangguan Ling sneered coldly.
Su Fu, whose stomach was churning, had no time to pay attention to Shang Guan Ling's taunts. She vomited for a while and finally felt better.
This time she learned to be smart, lowered her eyes, looked at her nose, and her nose looked at her heart.
Don’t look at those eye-catching scenes.
She couldn't help but secretly guess, what did Shangguan Ling mean by bringing her here?
It won’t be as simple as just letting her see these eye-catching scenes.
A hand stretched out, and she was violently pulled by a force, and she fell into Shangguan Ling's arms.
The man's **** thin lips held a malicious and evil smile, and he grabbed her chin with one hand: "Open your eyes and watch."
"boring!"
“Boring?” Shangguan Ling smiled coldly and cruelly: “There are even more boring things.”
His eyes darkened, "Jiangchuan, bring him up!"
“Yes, Master!” Jiang Chuan responded and ordered into the wireless headset.
The closed door opened, and expressionless men in black walked in, escorting the red-faced man from the left and right, who was struggling and begging for mercy.
(End of this chapter)
