Seeing Self On The Death Bed Chapter 6

Qin Feng had a first love, that boy was the Chinese class representative. It was he who dragged Qin Feng into the homosexual realm and then left.

He died of cancer in the winter when he was seventeen, and he no longer looked the same when he died.

Qin Feng hated that person. He tore up the love letter long ago, but every word was engraved on it, deep in his memory, and could never be erased.

At this moment, hearing the above content again, his breathing became steady, his face expressionless, and there was a completely different kind of bloodthirstiness in the depths of his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"on Monday."

Nate's neck was pinched and he was lifted up in the air. He had difficulty breathing, "Xiang... Xiangxiang..."

Qin Feng lowered his voice, full of danger, "Who are you?"

Chen was going crazy again, his face started to turn purple, "Xiangxiang... didn't I tell you... there's nothing else... ahem... I just have two names..."

Qin Feng suddenly laughed.

Chen was horrified again, and the next moment he was plunged into darkness.

Qin Feng's hand loosened and he fell limply at his feet. He stroked his fingers, murderous intent welling up in his eyes, wrapped in a sense of hostility and hatred.

After a long time, Qin Feng squatted down and pinched the young man's jaw with two fingers.

Chen was awakened by the pain again. When he opened his eyes, he found himself still in the doghouse.

"woke up."

The voice in his ear gave Chen another sudden shock. He turned his head and saw the old pervert. His eyebrows were gentle and one of his claws was pressing on his wound with his nails.

Chen's forehead was sweating and his lips were trembling in pain. Damn it, it's too difficult to level up in this game. The first level is so tricky.

"It hurts, it hurts... Let go..."

Qin Feng dug his fingernails inwards and asked, "What did you just recite?"

"What... I didn't read it..." Nate's face turned pale, "I thought I was going to die, and then..."

Qin Feng said calmly, "Just what?"

"I don't know what happened, a white light suddenly flashed in my mind, and then I found you in front of me..."

Nate's voice was weak and his face showed "I am innocent".

He cursed in his heart. Apart from a love letter, he knew nothing else. He couldn't use the identity of the Crimson Mole, otherwise it would be discovered in minutes and the old pervert would shoot him into a hornet's nest.

Qin Feng could only believe that the cinnabar mole had just appeared on his body to express his longing.

That sounds so stupid.

Moreover, that might not necessarily save his own life.

Chen wanted to cry again, but he had no tears. He acted panicked and helpless, "Second Master, did I read something?"

Qin Feng looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen was waiting again. Upon closer inspection, the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

The first step was not to turn into dog excrement tonight, and so far, it seemed like he had succeeded.

The second step is to get close to the old pervert, and then you can find a way to take away his evil value.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen heard the voice again, "Take him away."

He was dragged away by two muscular men like a snakeskin bag, without any power to resist.

The night falls, pressing down on people's heads, and when they look up they see the sky full of stars.

Xia Hong went back with spicy hot pot and beer. When he stepped on the stairs, he heard some noise. His face changed. "What is that? Come out!"

A piece of white cloth appeared in the darkness. Xia Hong was nervous and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Baibu spoke, "Now he is a human, but he is about to become a ghost."

Xia Hong recognized the voice, "Monday?"

"it's me."

A moment later, in the small room, two young men were eating a bowl of spicy hot pot and didn’t want to talk for the time being.

Xia Hong hasn't recovered yet. He hasn't seen this man since that day. Everyone in Jinse is saying that the man is lucky enough to follow Master Qin and live a life of luxury.

The results of it......

"what happened?"

Chen burped again, "Would you like some soup?"

Xia Hong was disgusted and he would never drink the water used to wash chopsticks.

Chen picked up the disposable bowl again and gulped down the thick spicy oil soup.

"I

Can I stay here for one night?"

Xia Hong crossed her arms and said, "You have to tell me what happened in the past few days."

Chen added, "It's just like closing your eyes and opening them again."

Xia Hong didn't understand, "What?"

"I was unconscious for three days." Chen explained more clearly, "I just woke up."

"I was thrown on the street and walked to you on my own two feet."

He took a breath and said, "Don't hold it in. Laugh if you want to."

"It's really miserable," Xia Hong laughed, shaking her shoulders, "You didn't get anything from Mr. Qin?"

"Yes." Chen pointed to the gauze wrapped around his body, "This is it."

Xia Hong laughed so hard that she covered her stomach and convulsed.

"With Second Master's figure, face, skills, and status, there are many people in the whole city who want to sleep with him for free. You are not at a loss."

Chen was indifferent, "Have you seen his work?"

Xia Hong was choked by her saliva, "I've never seen it before."

He blinked. "Big?"

Chen picked his earwax again, and blew it leisurely with his mouth. "It's very big."

"Fuck!" Xia Hong immediately threw a jealous face, "I think you came to my place to show off."

Chen rolled his eyes at him again.

After the two finished chatting, beer bottles were toppling over and over, and it was already late at night.

Xia Hong takes one day off every month. She drinks a lot of wine, which makes her feel energetic, and her blood flows faster, making her back a little itchy. She has developed problems from being fucked over the years, and it's a rare day of peace. She can't smell the fishy smell of a man, and she feels a little humiliated.

"Hey, Monday, we haven't tried it yet, do you want to give it a try?"

Chen picked at his toes again, "What are you trying?"

Xia Hong saw people scratching their heads after picking their feet, which made him feel disgusted, but he was really itchy, "Let's have sex, we are all old people, why are we still pretending to be innocent boys?"

Chen pulled his hair into a knot again, gritted his teeth and blurted out three words, "I can't do it."

"You can't?" Xia Hong rolled her eyes, "Then what the hell."

Chen glanced at him again, "You can't do it either?"

Xia Hong's face turned red and her neck became thick, "Nonsense! Why would I bother to talk nonsense when I'm capable?"

He rummaged through the drawer and pulled out a large bag, which was bulging with things in long and round shapes, all of which were private collections.

"Hey buddy, I'm going back to my room to be self-sufficient. You can do whatever you want."

Chen lay down on the sofa in the living room again, hugged himself with his arms to keep warm, and soon fell asleep.

At around one in the morning, there was the sound of a car engine outside and a beam of light flashed in front of the window.

Chen was dazed again, "Xiaohong, someone is knocking on the door."

The only sound in the room was the snoring of a dead pig.

Chen sat up, yawning again, and cursed, "Who is it? It's the middle of the night, can't I sleep?"

The door was kicked open and two people rushed in.

Chen was taken away again, by those two muscular men. The first time was unfamiliar, but this second time should be familiar.

"Gentle, my arms are not toys. They cannot rotate 360 ​​degrees."

"......"

"It's so late, are you still awake?"

"......"

"I said, can you let me go back and tell my friend, he will cry if he can't see me."

With a bang, the car door closed.

Chen was stuffed into the car again and taken back to Qin's house.

For several days, he was locked in a room. Servants brought him food on time, but he never saw Qin Feng.

Chen felt itchy again, so he removed the gauze on his arms and legs. What caught his eyes were deep and shallow bite marks, kiss marks, bruises, and pinch marks, not a mass of flesh and blood.

It was wrapped so tightly that Chen thought his skin was peeling off, but what happened afterwards was not much better than peeling skin off.

He already had internal injuries, and he ate spicy hot pot, including the soup. The burning sensation went up along his tailbone like a monkey jumping into the sky, and it almost took his life.

Chen held his chin and began to carefully organize Qin Feng's information. He was the second son of the Qin family. His eldest brother was a lazy guy, so he had been the head of the family for a long time.

Qin Feng has a huge influence in the three realms of the city.

He is neither black nor white, but gray, and has countless paths to take.

He has not married yet, his sexual orientation is no secret, and he has a regular bed partner who is a replica of Zhushazhi. Her name is Qiao Mingyue, and she plays the pianist. She has won international awards and is a celebrity in the circle.

This is not surprising. It would be abnormal for someone like Qin Feng to have no one around him.

The fact that Mingyue has been able to occupy the position under Qin Feng for so many years shows that she not only has a face with a cinnabar mole, but is also a master at playing the piano.

Otherwise, Qin Feng wouldn't like Mingyue's hands the most.

However, one of the messages surprised Chen again. It turned out that Crazy Qin was a vegetarian and did not eat meat.

He frowned, "444, what is that chewing gum?" Qin Feng smelled the smell, he didn't see Zhong, only Quan was left.

444,"Ding, that's chewing gum."

Nate, "Don't use that kind of crazy stuff on me anymore."

444, "Ding, you don't have it even if you want it."

Chen laughed again. He was not crazy. He wanted to experience the feeling of being treated like a barbecued pork bun and fucked to heaven again.

On the fifth day that Chen was kept in captivity, this body's drug addiction kicked in.

His eyes were dull, and he slapped himself a few times before he came to his senses. He almost forgot about this. "444, drug addiction is not just mental, but also physical?"

444, "Ding, that's the truth."

Chen yawned again. "What should I do? Do I have to go through the drug withdrawal process after completing a task?"

"Ding, that's it."

"Hold!"

Chen became angry again. He smashed everything at hand. His body felt like being bitten by millions of ants. He didn't know where it hurt, but it was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"I don't want to play anymore... I give up on this mission... I give up fucking..."

Chen knocked on the door again. He stuck out his tongue and said, "Help...Qin Feng...Help------"

The door opened, and Chen couldn't stand steadily, so he lay down, pulling the black pants in front of him.

He raised his head, still grasping with his hands, "Give it to me..."

His pants were about to be pulled off, and veins on Qin Feng's forehead were faintly protruding.

Chen held his legs again and climbed up. He was trembling and unconscious. His hands were grabbing randomly, "Give it to me quickly..."

Qin Feng raised his hand, and his subordinates behind him brought up a syringe, "Want it?"

Chen's face was covered with snot and tears, and his eyes were filled with madness. "Yes, yes, yes, I want it, no, no! Take it away, take it away quickly------"

He bit the back of his hand, banged his head against the wall, and then hit the ground, leaving a pool of blood.

At this moment, Chen finally understood that Qin Feng had locked him up to wait for the poison to take effect, to see whether he would turn into a dog or continue to be a human. He would do whatever it took to get through this and enter Qin Feng's territory.

Witnessing this scene, Qin Feng's eyes gradually became darker, and the sarcasm in them disappeared.