kowtow
Kowtow to the old man’s portrait
Jiaobai wanted to smile, but his dirty and torn mouth corners couldn't be raised.
But screw it, it was obvious that they were just finding new ways to torture him.
Whether he kowtows or not, Shen Ji will never let him eat that bowl of rice properly.
Last year at Xiyuan, Shen Ji said, "Mrs. Shen's status and the Shen family's property are things that others dare not covet. You have them all, what else do you want?" He said he wanted equality and respect.
The current insult is the follow-up to Shen Ji’s reaction at that time.
A dog wants those two things.
"Cough... cough..." Jiaobai coughed weakly, and the hair on the back of his head was pulled back forcefully. He was forced to raise his head, and the dry mud on his face obscured his grayish complexion.
Shen Ji let go of his hair in disgust, allowing him to fall to the ground. His leather shoes stepped on his spine, moving down inch by inch, stopping on his tailbone and crushing it carelessly.
"Don't you want to eat? Why don't you knock?" Shen Ji pressed hard, his face twisted, "Knock!"
The pain made Jiaobai's pupils shrink sharply, and then dilate a little bit. He couldn't even scream, and only the "ho ho" gasping sound of crying in pain came out of his throat.
The iron cage stank to high heaven.
A person in a higher position is bullying a young man who is about to start his college life.
There is a ten-year age difference between them.
The young man, about the same age as his son, lay dying at his feet.
When Jiaobai was about to pass out from the pain, the leather shoes on his tailbone were removed, his empty stomach ached, and his desire for food was gone.
The bowl of rice seemed to be separated from him by a river of mud, and his sense of smell was obscured by the mud. The whole world was filled with the smell of mud.
"Bitch, you know you are guilty, don't you? You want to kowtow, but you don't have the strength?"
Shen Ji dragged the person at his feet closer to the chair. He squatted down, grabbed the other person's hair, and pressed it down hard.
"Bang"
There was a loud noise.
Then, there were more "bang", "bang", and "bang" sounds.
The pace is slow and the force is brutal.
Jiaobai was grabbed by the hair and pressed down, and this was repeated countless times. His eyelids had long been closed and his head and face were covered in blood.
A trickle of blood ran across the mud crusted on his cheek, mixed with a little muddy water and flowed into his mouth, which he swallowed instinctively.
If he is dehydrated for a long time, even blood can arouse his desire to survive.
"Seventy." Shen Ji counted the number of times the茭白 had knocked down, his words revealing dissatisfaction and indifference, "It's less than a hundred, the remaining thirty will be made up after I finish my next bowl of rice."
As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp sound.
The cold porcelain bowl was smashed to the ground and broke into many pieces, and the rice with vegetables was scattered everywhere.
"Eat." Words like a reward came from the cage.
The wild rice stem did not respond.
The string of the Buddha amulet in his collar was pulled in vain, tightened around his neck, and he did not struggle much.
Shen Ji was ruthless. The rope was tightly wrapped around the茭白, and after a few seconds, it suddenly broke.
At that moment, the amulet flew out and fell to the ground.
As the rope broke, the feeling of suffocation subsided, oxygen rushed into his mouth and nose, Jiaobai took big gulps of air and exhaled, his eyelids moved, and his head tilted a little bit in that direction.
There were footsteps leaving the cage. The lights, chairs and portraits were also taken away.
Jiaobai did not pick up the Buddha amulet. Normally, he would only need to walk about ten steps to reach that distance, but now, even if he used all his strength, he might not be able to make it.
After lying there for an unknown amount of time, Jiaobai picked up his dirty collar and lowered his head to wipe the blood off his face. There was also blood on his neck, where the rope of the amulet had entangled him.
He performed this movement very slowly and without much energy.
Jiaobai couldn't care about the bruise on his forehead and could only wait for the wound to scab over on its own. He rubbed his hand on the ground, gradually expanding the range.
Feeling a small piece of soft rice, he pinched it and chuckled silently.
The next second, he grabbed the rice and stuffed it into his mouth.
I'm not a dog.
I am human.
I'm not a dog...
I am human…
I stuffed some rice into my mouth and told myself this in my heart.
He couldn't let Shen Ji succeed in this dog training game.
Jiaobai thought he had eaten something, frowned, turned his head and spit it out.
The thing fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
What he spat out was a small fragment of a porcelain bowl, stained with chewed food and blood.
Jiaobai continued to stuff food into his mouth and swallowed it with blood. Just by grabbing the food, his arm muscles were overused and sore that he couldn't lift them.
Hold on longer.
I need to hold on a little longer...
Jiaobai fell to the ground, his eyes searching for the direction of the Buddha amulet, slowly closed, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.
In front of the surveillance camera, Shen Ji sat on a leather chair smoking, with dirt still sticking to his fingers. He dragged the progress bar back and watched the dog eating again.
Watched it over and over again.
"Bitch." Shen Ji laughed coldly.
The next moment, he picked up the ashtray full of ashes and smashed it on the monitor.
The monitor cracked into a spider web.
It was as if the person in the picture was torn into pieces.
It's covered in mud and locked in a dirty and smelly cage, but it can crawl on the ground to grab food to eat. Why is the light in its eyes not extinguished and why is that bone not broken
It seems that is not enough.
Still cheap.
Shen Ji smashed everything around him.
The wild rice stem was woken up by the water being splashed on it.
When the cold water mixed with ice cubes hit him, he only felt the pain, not the cold, because his whole body was burning hot, and the large wound on his forehead was infected and festered, and the thick water stuck to his bangs, which was disgusting.
But he couldn't smell it, and he couldn't see it.
Jiaobai sat upside down on the cage railing with his eyes closed. It took a while for him to sense the light. Jiaobai slowly opened his eyes, only a tiny slit.
A row of lights lit up on the top of the surrounding walls. The light was very bright, illuminating the sour and smelly vomit he had dug out earlier, as well as the rotten food he hadn't touched, which was bitten by many small insects.
No one knew where they came from, but they would occasionally land on him.
Jiaobai's dry eyes only turned to Shen Ji for a moment, and he knew that he was not in the right state. He was like a veteran who had underestimated the enemy's strength, and no amount of experience would be enough. But he was arrogant and conceited, and still believed that he would win in the end.
Shen Ji is not a rookie who has just entered the business world. He has been there for many years and has achieved too many successes in his career. It is unlikely that the Cen family and the strategist who assisted him could have made him like this.
unless,
Qi Yiliao woke up.
"Yes, he woke up early." Shen Ji's clothes and pants were a little wrinkled, as if he hadn't changed them overnight. His eyes were hiding his brutality, but there were still traces of it. "Bitch, the head of a family woke up for you to resist the drugs used by the monsters in the research institute. Are you very proud of yourself?"
Jiaobai's fingers, which were holding the Buddha amulet, felt numb. How could Qi Yilao wake up early? Did Zhang Zhen or someone else go to his bedside and tell him
He won't wake up either. He's being suppressed by drugs, isn't he
But Shen Ji's reaction and words have confirmed that Qi Yilao has woken up, and woken up early.
"Do you think he can find you right away when he wakes up?" Shen Ji kicked Jiao Bai twice. "I told you before that I spent several months carefully building this place for you. Do you think I'm joking?"
The茭白 was kicked and hit the cage bars, causing the entire iron cage to shake.
"He is now entangled in the scandal of the Qi family and can't take care of you." Shen Ji's eyes were blue, and his breath was filled with a nauseating smell of cigarettes. "Even if you rot here, no one else but me will smell your stinking odor."
Jiaobai lowered his eyelids. The scandal couldn't be something that Qi Yiliao had locked up his desires for, nor was it that the Qi family's hereditary disease was related to the length of life, otherwise Shen Ji would definitely be mocking Qi Yiliao for abusing himself and being a short-lived ghost.
The so-called Qi family scandal may refer to the affair between Qi Yiliao's second sister, who is the director of the research institute, and her subordinates. She cheated on her husband and had a casual private life.
Perhaps Shen Ji also found out about the chaotic lives of Qi Yiliao's other relatives when they were alive, such as... his parents' generation.
It is also possible that the elf placed in the research institute was discovered, and some stories about him and Qi Yilao were fabricated, labeling Qi Yilao as a "sadist".
Because Shen Ji already knew that Qi Yilao suffered from a hidden disease and had no male function, if this information was released at the right time, it would be easier to spread the word that he was a pervert.
In terms of scandals, we can also add the events that led Qi Yilao to power in his early years.
The family is fighting, and the relatives are trapped in the desire for power and gain, losing their humanity and blood ties, going crazy and killing each other. The winner is the king, and the loser is in the cemetery of Lan Mo Mansion.
People in these circles would not be completely ignorant of the matter, and there would certainly be some rumors in the outside world, but making a big fuss about it is another matter. If a few photos of the cemetery were included, and the tombstones of the Qi family members were shown one by one, it would cause even more heated discussion in the public opinion.
Qi's stock price and reputation will be greatly affected.
However, Qi Yilao is not a target without any ability to fight back and can be manipulated at will. The threat he poses to Shen Ji has not diminished, otherwise Shen Ji would not have come here and acted in impotent rage.
Seeing that Jiao Bai didn't say anything, Shen Ji raised his foot and kicked him again, kicking him three or five times in a row, until the man vomited blood. Only then did he feel the anger stuck in his chest subside a little.
"Since the situation is so favorable to you," Jiaobai said, coughing and spitting blood, his voice breaking, "then why are you so anxious?"
The air pressure around him suddenly dropped.
Shen Ji didn't kick him to death. Instead, he took out his phone, swiped it, and squatted down to show him the freshman report video of the Medical University: "Look, these are all the freshmen of this year."
Jiaobai listened to the excitement of the new students enrolling and looked at the figures who were full of hope for the future with a numb expression.
Shen Ji pressed the screen of his phone against his bloodstained face: "If you were honest and dutiful, you would be one of them now, walking on campus in your school uniform, and being a medical student."
In order to protect its eyeballs, Zizania closes its eyes.
"Does it feel bad to try so hard to have a dream and then lose it?" Shen Ji said calmly, "Last year, I smashed the Buddha statue for you and my mother was injured. This year, I went to North City to pick you up, but I didn't even see my mother for the last time. My pain is a hundred times greater than yours. Just bear with it slowly."
Jiaobai curled his bloody lips.
It was clearly his own wishful thinking, forcing others to do things against their will, being shameless and despicable, and being arrogant and arrogant, but he was considered to be full of affection and was fed to the dog. This is the character in the dog-blood comic.
"Your neighbor's brother said you are from the Qi family." Shen Ji took down his phone and wiped it on Jiaobai's dirty and smelly clothes. The more he wiped, the dirtier it became, and the rougher he wiped, "I will use you to lure out the two brothers of the Qi family and cut off the roots."
Zizania latifolia showed no emotion at all.
"The only two relatives in the world died for you, and you didn't react at all." Shen Ji was just testing, but got this result. It was unexpected, but also expected. He picked up the phone and hit Jiao Bai's head hard, "Bitch, you really have no heart."
The blow was extremely brutal. Jiaobai was knocked to the ground. There was a moment of darkness in front of his eyes. He regained consciousness after a while. He struggled to get up by grabbing the rough iron railings and leaned back.
The茭白 was about to die of laughter.
Qi Lin had never had any contact with him, so how could there be any feelings between them? As for Qi Zizhi, he was already a dead man in his eyes.
What’s going on? Is he the reincarnation of the Virgin Mary? He’s in this situation, so why should he still be sad for those two people
A black-hearted person who keeps saying that he has no heart, and I don’t know where he gets the qualifications.
"Ugh... Pah..." Jiaobai spat out the blood clot stuck in his throat, and his breathing became a little smoother. He didn't care how dirty his body was or how badly he was injured. He ignored it. As long as he was still breathing, it was fine.
The pain that Jiaobai had suffered this year made him deeply understand two things.
One: There is no such thing as a free lunch. Two: Fortunes are won through risk.
The system chose him, so he had the identity of a player and a chance to be reborn. He had a young body that was constantly patched up as the mission progressed, but could be restored to its best state after the mission was completed. During this period, he also made friends and was admitted to university. Such a good thing fell on him, and there must be a price.
It is impossible for him to complete the task happily and easily.
so,
He suffered.
There was a blood clot under Shen Ji's eyelids, and he felt the vitality of the wild rice. It couldn't be destroyed, and it was still recovering.
What kind of soul is it
Shen Ji crushed the blood clot with his leather shoes, and looked down at the wild rice as if he was looking at the dirt in the ditch: "I admit that I like you, bitch."
He admitted that his emotions could be affected by a bitch.
He could have just killed the man outright, or had him crucified and buried somewhere randomly, or he could have disfigured him and sent him to some shabby place to die. He had plenty of ways to deal with the root cause of his mother's death, the breakup with his old friend, and the upheaval in his career and life for nearly forty years, the culprit, the hatred in his heart.
But he took the trouble to build a cage to lock people in it.
He didn't have enough time, so he had to spare some time to torture the person in the cage.
Look how much he likes this bitch.
"He played hard to get with me. After playing with me for a while, he changed his target. When he failed to seduce Chu Dongshan, he tried to seduce Qi Yilao." Shen Ji slapped Jiao Bai a few times, and because he thought he was dirty, he tore off his shirt and wanted to wipe it on him, but he found it was even dirtier.
There is no clear skin.
"So dirty." Shen Ji looked at the hand that had slapped the茭白.
The next second, he stared at her and said, "Bitch, when you heard me say I like you, did your vanity get satisfied?"
The wild rice licked the blood off his lips. Like? How could the old beast have the nerve to say that? Even Jiang Yan, who had been with him for many years, and his official partner Xiao He couldn't teach him these two words. Who else could teach him? No one. He was self-centered and a jerk until his death.
"Yes, now you follow Qi Yilao and become another master of Lan Mo Mansion. You are not as cheap as you were when you were with me." Shen Ji sneered, "I tell you, that man is not a normal man."
The茭白 didn't even blink.
"Got it?" The smile on Shen Ji's face disappeared. "He even told you this."
"Have you slept with him, bitch?" Shen Ji approached him, and his smoky breath sprayed on his smelly face.
Blood was flowing from Jiaobai's nose. He wiped his nose casually, ran his hand across his swollen face, squinted his eyes, and looked at Shen Ji, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a few seconds, Jiaobai's back, which was leaning against the railing, raised itself a little, and he moved forward a little. His eyes gradually widened to their maximum, so that Shen Ji could see what kind of person he was.
Shen Ji looked at Jiao Bai and saw himself in his eyes.
Even more ridiculous than the North City bar.
Shen Ji's facial features became uncontrollably ferocious. He stood up suddenly and walked away without looking back.
The cage was not locked.
Because Jiaobai couldn't escape, he couldn't even stand up. Besides, there was an iron chain tied around his neck.
Shen Ji would not touch茭白. If he did, he would be sorry for his mother.
There was a portrait between him and the茭白.
The old lady in the portrait has a kind face. She is pinching her Buddhist beads, as if she is about to recite "Amitabha" the next moment.
Shen Ji never treated any of Jiao Bai's wounds, allowing them to fester. Every time he came, he would beat Jiao Bai and then verbally humiliate him.
Finally, here’s a self-immersive performance.
-I like you so much, why can't you just be a good dog.
-I really want to kill you.
-I can't bear it. I love you so much, bitch. As long as I live one day, I will torture you one day. See how much I love you.
At first, Jiaobai could still judge the situation outside and speculate the countdown to Shen Ji's defeat by looking at Shen Ji's mental state when he appeared again and again, as well as his increasingly broken emotional management.
Later, Jiaobai couldn't think of anything.
The vitality of the茭白 is almost gone, and it is only his strong will that is holding it back.
He didn't want to die, so he held on a little longer. He wanted to live, go to college, become a doctor... There were many, many things waiting for him to do. Damn it, he didn't want to die.
He couldn't die now that he had come this far.
Jiaobai had long been unable to speak or move. He was always drowsy and sometimes didn't know whether he was dead or alive. He couldn't even tell whether Shen Ji came once a day or every once in a while.
I don't keep track of the accounts anymore. There are too many injuries to remember.
At some point, Jiaobai seemed to have a sudden realization and became a little more sober. He began to sort out the various changes that had occurred in himself after he entered the small dark room, mainly mentally.
After sorting out his thoughts intermittently, Jiaobai suspected that Shen had added something to the medicine he had given him.
In addition to requiring his muscles to relax for a long time, he was also required to become a dog that cannot think, can only eat, drink, defecate and urinate in the cage, and will pounce on its owner and wag its tail to please him when it sees him.
Since茭白 couldn't stop being sprayed with pesticides, he used his own perseverance to resist.
Isn’t it said that human potential is infinite
He firmly believes this sentence.
This is what he thought when he fought with his aunt in his previous life.
It was unknown how much time had passed, but Jiaobai was pulled back to the world with a cry of pain. One of his eyes was so badly beaten that he couldn't open it, and the other was also bruised.
There was a live broadcast not far outside the cage.
The protagonists are Shen Ji and his lover whom he brought back from abroad.
Jiaobai had no strength to cover his ears, so he heard it all. As he listened, he curled his lips.
The butterfly effect he brought about changed many things. Some plots happened earlier, and some plots will not appear.
For example, Jiang Yan accompanied Shen Ji until he was over 40 years old.
Following a cold-blooded and violent sponsor, being forced to give up your heart by PUA, and then being told to get out as soon as the official partner shows up, this ending is too tragic. I didn't feel this when I was reading the comics, but I know this now.
A mama's boy plus a violent person equals maggots.
My butterfly effect saved Jiang Yan and fulfilled one of Zhang Zhen's two last wishes, preventing Shen Er'an from becoming the evolved version of Shen Ji... Jiaobai counted them one by one.
There were screaming and crying outside for an hour or two, and then it stopped.
The surroundings fell silent again.
Jiaobai knew that Shen Ji had not left. As for Xiaoqing, he must have fainted and was not pretending. Because he cried so miserably, as if he was being chopped like a piece of dry firewood and was about to die.
Shen Ji is just such a person. Apart from work-related, all other people and things that bring him emotions will eventually turn into the most primitive desires and vent them on Xiao Qing.
This time he didn't vent his anger to any great extent. He was obviously forced to the path on the edge of the cliff by the attacks led by Qi Yiliao.
The scent of chestnut flowers wafted into the cage, but Zizania could not smell it. He had been having fevers again and again.
There were footsteps leaving. Jiao Bai didn't breathe a sigh of relief. Shen Ji didn't torture him before leaving. This was not a good thing. On the contrary, there must be a disaster waiting for him next.
Not long after, all the lights on the ceiling lit up and Shen Ji returned, but he was not alone. Behind him was Chen Yiming and several bodyguards.
The moment Jiaobai saw those people, he knew what he was going to encounter.
He lay in the cage with his head tilted, turning his unrecognizable face to Chen Yiming, with whom he had dealt before.
Chen Yiming turned a blind eye.
Jiaobai didn't hold out hope, and he wasn't asking for help. He actually wanted to observe Chen Yiming's complexion and confirm what situation Shen Ji was in.
Chen Yiming looked extremely bad. Although he was wearing formal clothes as usual, it could not hide his fatigue and anxiety. His elite aura disappeared without a trace. The answer was out.
Shen Ji was injured, and there was blood on his shirt. He stepped into the cage and kicked Jiao Bai's purple chin with his leather shoes: "Are you still alive?"
"Still alive." Shen Ji looked down at him, "How tenacious."
"You just won't listen. Hunger, pain, and medicine can't make you listen. You still have that little bit of self-respect, right?" Shen Ji kicked Jiao Bai hard in the stomach, "Bitch!"
He smoothed his messy hair, pulled up the chain, dragged Jiaobai in front of Chen Yiming and the others, and said to Chen Yiming, "You go first."
Then he ordered the bodyguards: "Wait a moment."
Several bodyguards received the order and waited.
They do whatever their master tells them to do.
Chen Yiming has been working as a part-time "madam" for more than ten years, but he has never practiced it himself. He looked embarrassed: "Chairman, I..."
Shen Ji kicked him, his face full of coldness: "You are also functionally impaired, you need to take medicine, right?"
Chen Yiming groaned in pain. He walked up to Jiaobai, who no longer looked like a human being, squatted down, and said with his eyes: I'm sorry.
Jiaobai clenched the Buddha amulet tightly, and he was held down by the ankles and pulled apart.