Chapter 170: A Piece of Shit

"Song Ze, if you look at that video again, don't you want to know who that man is?"

Song Ze's throat slammed.

The fury and pain in his pupils were intertwined, like the yellow earth that had dried up inch by inch, and his fingers holding her were gradually tightened.

"Who is it?"

Jiang Jianing tilted her head, "I don't know, maybe it's just a random man, she must not have thought of it......

Her voice was softened, "It's the person she trusts the most, who drugged her with her own hands, but made her lose herself to another man."

Jiang Jianing's fingers had already hooked the fruit knife.

She held the blade in her hand.

The handle of the knife was towards Song Ze's hand.

"Who is it? Xue Rin'an?"

Song Ze didn't realize that his spirit was a little out of control.

Jiang Jianing looked at his trembling pupils and knew that he was now completely dominated by the name Xu Shiying, partly because he had been gradually brainwashed by cooperating with Jiang Jianing twenty days ago, and such an idea was instilled in his mind day by day.

There is another part, because he took the wrong medicine.

The part of the medicine that Jiang Jianing gave to Song Ze contained ingredients for the treatment of mental disorders.

If a mentally normal person takes this medicine for the first time, the brain will have different degrees of disorder, and it is obvious that Song Ze is the latter.

Jiang Jianing shook his head, "I don't know."

Her bloodied hand, holding the blade, stabbed herself in the abdomen.

In the dark and dim space, even the sound of breathing was amplified out of thin air.

It was the slight popping sound of a blade sinking into the flesh.

The voice is so soft that it makes your scalp tingle.

Warm blood dripped.

Jiang Jianing felt it for the first time.

It turned out that the blood was so hot.

Song Ze lowered his head and saw the fruit knife that had not entered Jiang Jianing's abdomen, his pupils trembled a few times, he staggered backwards in horror, and then twisted his head and retched.

He saw fresh blood on his hand, as if it was stuck in his throat.

Jiang Jianing's lips lost color in a matter of seconds.

She fell to the floor, looked at the video phone placed on the shelf, and said to Song Ze, "You want to kill me......

Song Ze suddenly reacted, came over and grabbed Jiang Jianing's neckline, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?!"

Ask him to come here.

This old place.

Song Ze knew it in his heart.

When Jiang Jianing first arrived at Xu's house, she was often pulled into this utility room on the second floor.

Song Ze heard Jiang Jianing's mobile phone buzzing.

Someone was calling her, and the phone kept ringing.

Song Ze suddenly came back to his senses, staggered back, no longer cared about Jiang Jianing, who had lost too much blood, and quickly turned around and opened the door and ran out, "Shiying...... Shiying!"

Jiang Jianing's cheek was pressed against the floor of the cold utility storage room, and his eyes could only stay on the scratches on the wall.

At that time, there was a puddle of dog urine in the corner, and she stood there barefoot, unable to move, and if she did, the cigarette butt lit in the man's hand would burn her skin or hair.

The longest she had held out.

It was ten hours of standing.

Xu Shiying, who was sitting on the rest bench for a long time, had already supported her cheeks and started to nap.

Jiang Jianing's eyes darkened, and she fell forward and fainted on the floor, she was awakened by the pain in her arm.

Her face, as it is now, was pressed against the cold floor, and there was a pungent smell of fishy smell on the floor, mixed with a strong smell of blood......

Just then, the door was slammed open from the outside.

Jiang Jianing's last vision fell on the ironed trousers above the man's black leather shoes.

"You're here." She muttered

snorted.

The video shot by the mobile phone, Jiang Jianing set a timer to send it.

At the other end, it was sent to him.

She knew he was coming.

The man leaned down and squatted down, the red of blood seemed to be reflected in his pupils, dyed with a broken crimson.

Jiang Jianing had a pale smile on the corner of her lips, and her blood-stained fingers left a bloody handprint on his trouser leg, "Help me call the police, okay?"

The other side.

The dark space was filled with the sound of a woman's heavy breathing.

Xu Shiying's eyes even appeared ghostly.

"Brother Rin...... Brother Rin, please...... Please, I'm so uncomfortable......

The man in front of him stood still, not moving a single bit.

He looked down at the corner of his coat, and slowly knelt on the ground, begging feebly, like an ugly maggot.

"Do you think Xue Rin'an loves you?"

If Xue Rin'an really cared about her, he wouldn't have called him over.

Su Jiashu shook Xu Shiying away with all his might, and even his fingers were stained with a thick sense of disgust.

Xu Shiying's consciousness was intermittent.

She bit her lip and regained some senses.

She also recognized that the person in front of her was not Xue Rin'an.

"You...... Su Jiashu, you gave me medicine......

Su Jiashu smiled: "That's because you overestimated me, I will serve you wine, you will never drink it, but there is a person who prepared the wine for you in advance, you will not refuse......

Xu Shiying remembered the tray in the flower hall.

When the waiter brought it over, he said that it was prepared by Song Shao.

In addition to two glasses of champagne, there was also a fruit bowl and a snack, and she did feel thirsty, so she didn't think about it, and drank half a glass in one go.

The sensations in her body were turbulent and out of her control.

There was a bang in front of me, and something fell.

Su Jiashu sneered, "Be self-sufficient, Miss Xu."

The corners of his mouth were a wicked smile.

In front of me, the scene from five years ago comes to mind......

"Are you Jiang Jianing's boyfriend?"

"Jiang Jianing will still have a boyfriend?"

"Have you ever done that?"

"Which one? Hahaha, let's be clear."

There was a shrill laugh.

"If only livestock could use ......***?"

"Let's try it, didn't you just get the medicine from the bar the other day? Feed them to them."

In the end, it ended with Su Jiashu biting off the flesh on a person's arm, and he was pressed to the ground by several *** hit on the soles of his feet, and was beaten until his stomach was bleeding.

That was the first time Su Jiashu tried to negotiate with moral influence after learning that Jiang Jianing was being bullied.

But then he knew.

Moral probation is a piece of shit.

Countering violence with violence is the most direct and effective way.

Su Jiashu opened Xu Shiying's mouth vigorously, just like five years ago.

He propped up his phone and took a video.

He received a message alert from Ah Lu, and immediately flashed out of the room.

Subsequently, Ah Lu entered the room in a night arranged in advance.

Su Jiashu smoked a cigarette in the bathroom on the second floor.

Several people passed by the restrooms on the second floor, inspecting the VIP lounges on the second floor one by one.

After all, the rest room on the second floor is specially provided for VIPs, and there is no way to go straight.

Until the door of the lounge, after a long knock on the door, no one answered, Du Qingling asked the housekeeper to bring a spare key and open it from the outside......