Sitting under the backlit building, Mo Li seemed to be looking at the vibrant vegetation outside the yard, and also seemed to be looking at the wilderness not far away.
He turned his head stiffly and slowly when he heard movement coming from his side, his gaze swept over Baicheng, and then he lowered his head and straightened his sleeves.
Shocked, outraged...
Countless negative emotions surged up, and Mo Li didn't know what to do anymore. He only knew that he picked up the chair under him and threw it towards Baicheng with all his strength.
Bai Cheng didn't have time to dodge, the arm hit by the iron leg of the chair was directly brought back by the inertia.
There was a sharp pain in the arm, which was a fine and dense tingling pain connected to the nerves.
He gritted his teeth, feeling that his good arm was about to be broken again.
"What are you doing!" He tried to stand up, but his arms were useless.
Mo Li didn't make a sound, but seven or eight people suddenly poured in outside the house, and they rushed forward and directly subdued Baicheng.
Just like when we first met, Baicheng didn't even have room to resist, he was forced to kneel on the ground, looking at the tall man standing at the door.
Different from the first meeting, now Baicheng already knows how inhuman Mo Li is, and the panic in his heart can be imagined.
He looked at the ground blankly at first, not understanding why Mo Li was here waiting to catch him, but soon remembered Mo Li's violent appearance when he attacked people, and his face turned pale.
"Why are you—here?" It took him a long time to force out such a sentence.
Hearing his words, Mo Li, who had been silent all this time, seemed to have just found control over his body, walked over and squatted in front of Bai Cheng, sizing up his pale face inch by inch.
Not knowing what came to mind, he shook his head funny and said:
"There are surveillance cameras in the corridor."
In other words, the first time Baicheng came out while Mo Li was asleep, Mo Li actually knew about it.
"There is surveillance? Then you have always known...but you have never said it?" Baicheng opened his mouth incredulously. At this moment, all his painstaking efforts and forbearance were wasted. What made him even more painful was that after this incident, his future escape would be even more difficult. difficulty.
Realizing what he was going to face next, Bai Cheng couldn't bear it any longer and struggled hard, staring at Mo Li and said angrily: "You bastard, don't you think it's fun to see me trying to escape?!"
"Yeah, I know."
Mo Li stood up, looked down at Baicheng condescendingly, his gray eyes were almost emotionless.
He knew that Baicheng had always wanted to run away, but he pretended not to know, because Baicheng said he liked him and didn't want to run away, and he believed it.
If Baicheng hadn't come out of here today, he might really have believed in this liking.
Thinking of this, Mo Li laughed at himself, covered his eyes and raised his head, took a few deep breaths before putting down his hands and said, "That's right, you like me, do you deserve it?"
Without waiting for Baicheng to speak, he changed the subject and stared straight at Baicheng with his black eyes, as if he was looking at something dead: "From the very beginning, I shouldn't have believed such a low-spirited and lying guy. Feelings, you can also make a good tool."
Bai Cheng only felt that Mo Li like this made his heart chill, but he also knew that he couldn't be taken back, otherwise he might really not be able to get out in this life.
Struggling violently like never before, at the same time he said angrily to Mo Li: "I'm a human being! It's your wishful thinking that locked me here. A few days ago, I didn't even know your name. Why me? You never Don't treat me like a human being!"
"I don't want any money, I just want to get out of here, let me go!" Bai Cheng's arms were sore from being grabbed, and his shoulders that had been exerting so much strength gradually lost their strength. Li.
"Impossible." Mo Li lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, and asked someone to take Baicheng back. Facing Baicheng was still the hateful bed, and the difference from before was that there was an extra iron shackle on the wall.
"This shackle, once it's locked, it can't be opened again." Mo Li pinched Bai Cheng's rear ankle hard, ignoring Bai Cheng's kicking legs, and directly locked the shackles on.
"No!" Bai Cheng screamed in panic.
All the struggles were in vain, he was chained to his ankles, and even his hands were tied behind his back, let alone escape, if Mo Li left him like this, he would not even be able to take care of himself.
Opening his eyes, there was nothing on the ceiling, and he opened his mouth to mock Mo Li, and he was hit hard on the body after a word of ridicule.
Because everyone is afraid of pain, Baicheng finally shut up and stopped talking.
Mo Li no longer taught him to read.
It's just that Yeye pressed hard on his bruise-covered body, violating him like a wild beast, hurting him, and seeing him in pain.
At first, Baicheng would scold him, pretend to be wronged, and beg Mo Li to be gentle.
But after a long time, Baicheng became numb, and sometimes he would think that it would be better to die than to live like this.
What a pity.
His father was killed by his enemies in prison.
His mother hanged herself at home in front of him.
The only younger brother was tortured to death by his mother who was out of control.
He let go of the past, worked hard to make money, and his life finally improved. In the end, he met Mo Li, a pervert, and now he looked like he was about to die.
I still remember that he attended a class reunion before Mo Li captured him.
The irony is, Xu Jia, Wu Shi, one is better than the other, Xu Jia took over his father's company, and it is said that there is a plan to open it to City A, and his net worth has exceeded 100 million.
None of those glamorous people recognized themselves.
He didn't have any friends, and he wanted to see how Xu Jia and the others were doing. Seeing that no one recognized him, he left after a formality.
After returning, he realized that good people do not necessarily have good rewards, but evil people can certainly live a more nourishing life than good people.
"What's your expression?" Mo Li, who was reading a book, noticed the momentary emotion on Bai Cheng's face, got up and raised his face.
Baicheng just looked at him, seeing that his expression became more and more displeased, and the bitterness in his heart welled up, he sneered, changed his silent attitude all this time, and said with a sneer: "Why, your old man not only locked me in You want my expression to be as you wish in this broken place? Can’t I just feel sad for a while? Do you care about me so much?”
"Care about you, what are you?" Mo Li let go of him, looked away expressionlessly and said, "I just don't want to obstruct my eyes."
"Yes, yes, I am despicable, but you are noble." Bai Cheng lazily leaned against the bed, looked at Mo Li's book next to the bed and wondered: "Noble, why are you guarding such a low thing like me all day? Isn’t it good to play alone? Isn’t it good to find someone who is obedient and follow your wishes? Are you rich people so interesting?”
Looking at Mo Li's gloomy face, Bai Cheng seemed to have found something interesting. He felt that his life would be worse than death anyway, and he was not even afraid of death, so naturally he was not afraid of Mo Li.
"Wow, isn't it, isn't it? It's not true that someone like you is stupid and rich, and they will only make themselves uncomfortable, right?"
"Shut up!" Mo Li's eyes turned red again, and he grabbed Bai Cheng's neck.
However, the more angry Mo Li was, the happier Bai Cheng was. He coughed, but knew that Mo Li would not end him.
From this day on, Baicheng brought his yin and yang aura to the extreme, mocking Mo Li whenever he had the chance.
No matter how Mo Li tortured him, as long as he saved his life, he would be able to bang, and then Mo Li would torture him again.
hurt each other.
As a result, after these few days, he did not die, and Mo Li's emotions got out of control under repeated fluctuations.
He lost all his sanity, threw things in the living room, scratched the sofa with a knife and scratched the wall, and when he saw that there was nothing to destroy, he went to the bedroom to continue destroying.
The broken tiles were splashed with blood when he stepped on them, and his fist was torn and bled because he hit the wall, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and finally he set his sights on Bai Cheng.
Bai Cheng looked at the fruit knife in his hand with a cold light, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but being dragged by the two-meter-long chain, let alone running, it would be a problem to get off the ground.
The area around the ankle that was bound by the chain was worn out and bloody due to the long-term struggle, and it hurt like he was about to be torn apart when he pulled the flesh so hard.
Laughing at himself, he gave up running away, and the next second Mo Li pressed him firmly on the bed, and the moment he raised his eyes, a knife directly wiped the side of his face and penetrated into the mattress beside him.
The ear seemed to be cut, but it didn't seem to be. Baicheng's thoughts were blank at this moment, and he looked at Mo Li blankly, and he didn't even have the courage to struggle.
If you are not careful, you will really die.
Bai Cheng thought that he wanted to die a long time ago, but he didn't expect that when life and death were at stake, he became afraid of death again.
"You." Mo Li finally spoke. He stared at Baicheng, his eyes were red, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the handle of the knife turned white, "Do you want me to die?"
Bai Cheng was taken aback, thinking of the abuse he had received day and night for such a long time, suddenly there was unprecedented malice in his heart, and he smiled presumptuously with a cold expression: "You are quite self-aware? You are right, I Every, every, every, every moment, I miss you dead."
Unexpectedly, when Mo Li heard this, he seemed to be relieved, sat up, burst into a smile that he had never seen before, and said, "Okay, as you wish."
Then he raised the knife and cut it towards his wrist.
The end of tyranny is to hurt yourself.
Ever since Mo Li got this disease, his fate was already doomed.
This neuropathy!
Bai Cheng felt blood spattered on his face, and he watched Mo Li stroke his wrist vigorously, almost cutting off half of his hand.
A large amount of blood poured out, almost staining Baicheng's sight red.
After a brief moment of stupefaction, Bai Cheng firmly grasped Mo Li's wrist.
"You're crazy!" Wrapping Mo Li's wound tightly with his clothes, Bai Cheng told himself that he should die without saving him, let this pervert Mo Li die, who let this pervert torture him
But at the same time, he couldn't control his movements, trying to stop the bleeding.
Good people will always be bullied by bad people.
But those who do bad things are despicable themselves, they shouldn't and won't be assimilated, they just want to do things that don't make them regret.