Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Ding Jian closed the door slightly and left, and Sang Qingjiu casually pulled back the quilt and yawned.

Boring~

At that moment, an encrypted call came to her mobile phone.

"Hey, what's going on?" Sang Qingjiu asked in a hoarse voice.

An old man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sect Master Sang, Zheng Tian is crazy."

crazy?

Sang Qingjiu became a little more interested, "What kind of crazy method?"

"This...it's hard to explain clearly in one or two sentences. Why don't you come over and take a look?"

An invitation was sent to Sang Qingjiu there.

Sang Qingjiu didn't have anything to do, so he agreed.

An hour later, she stood at the gate of Prison 444 and was greeted respectfully by the warden.

Those criminals who were locked up in single prisons, after seeing all the prison guards cultivating immortality, no longer had the energy and energy of before. They were sitting in their own prisons with haggard heads and no idea what they were thinking. .

If in the past, if a beautiful woman like Sang Qingjiu walked by, she would probably be followed by greedy and disgusting looks.

Verbal humiliation is even more inevitable.

But now, the criminals are quiet.

Sang Qingjiu was invited all the way to Zheng Tian's location by the warden.

That cell has one-way glass.

No one can see outsiders inside, but from the outside looking inside, you can see clearly.

Zheng Tian was sitting on the bed at this time, with a layer of gauze wrapped on his head. His mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting. His lips were moving slightly and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"What's going on with him these days?" Sang Qingjiu asked in a deep voice.

"He was very emotional, especially at 12 o'clock in the morning. He often yelled and kicked the wall and the bed. At 12 o'clock in the morning last night, he even tried to commit suicide by hitting the wall."

Twelve o'clock in the morning?

It should be because the system signed in. If he couldn't sign in what he wanted, it would have broken the defense, right?

Sang Qingjiu guessed.

The warden continued, "Zheng Tian has said more than once that he is very rich and wants to bribe us. Last time I heard him say that he wanted to become an immortal, and he kept talking about how to do it and begged others to let him become an immortal. I feel like my mental state is not very normal.”

is it?

Can't stand it?

Sang Qingjiu sneered and raised his chin slightly, "Open this door."

The warden was stunned.

But soon, he remembered his boss's reminder, telling him to obey Sang Qingjiu's instructions in everything.

So the warden opened the prison door.

The moment he saw the light coming from the room, Zheng Tian rushed out like a madman, desperate.

Sang Qingjiu raised his feet.

With one kick, he was thrown back to the floor of the room.

"Zheng Tian?"

Sang Qingjiu sneered, and the sharp heels of the high heels beneath his feet stepped heavily on the tips of Zheng Tian's fingers.

"what!"

The pain in my fingers and my heart is no joke.

Zheng Tian immediately let out a scream.

Warden:…

Come to avenge yourself?

This bitch... doesn't look like a good person.

The warden shrank his neck, wondering if he shouldn't be standing here, so he turned around and went out very wisely.

And closed the door.

"I heard you're crazy. Really crazy or fake?"

Sang Qingjiu condensed a few ice needles on his lips with a smile. With a move of his fingertips, the ice needles penetrated Zheng Tian's other nine fingers and fixed them firmly on the floor.

Blood gushed out instantly.

Zheng Tian's eyes were scarlet with pain, "Ah!!! Who are you? Why are you torturing me?"

"Looks like he's still a little awake."

Sang Qingjiu ignored him, raised his eyes and looked around, "This room is nice. It seems that you are having a good time."

"I think it's good, then you can come and live here!"

Zheng Tian roared, enduring the pain and trying to take his finger out of the ice needle.

But he really overestimated his endurance.

Just by moving, the flesh on his fingertips seemed to be involved in nerves, causing pain all over his body.

He just couldn't do it.

"I haven't offended you, have I?"

Zheng Tian couldn't remember Sang Qingjiu at all.

Back then at the charity party, he and Sang Qingjiu had only met each other once. After these days of torture, he had long forgotten about each other.

"Some people, when they get the golden finger, think they are some great destiny's son."

"They think they are noble, they think they are superior, they are self-righteous, they think they can be superior to all living beings, and they do not allow anyone to offend their dignity."

"In fact, their dignity is stupid and ridiculous."

Sang Qingjiu's tone was cold and meaningful.

If this world didn't have her.

Then Ding Jianwei will be bankrupted by Zheng Tian using a series of dirty methods.

Ding's father and Ding's mother will become a handle for Zheng Tian to threaten Ding Jianwei.

He even asked Ding Jianwei to kneel down and drink with him to admit his mistake in front of celebrities and nobles in the province.

The verbal insults are countless.

Later, Ding Jianwei fled abroad, and his death was also very strange.

Sang Qingjiu always likes to contain all accidents before they happen.

Therefore, she sent Zheng Tian in first.

Originally, she wanted Zheng Tian to experience prison life, such as the famous soap-picking incident, or the common beatings and bullying...

Unexpectedly, he was well protected in prison.

Just like that, he drove himself crazy.

Sang Qingjiu wanted to roll his eyes just thinking about it.

I really don’t know how Heaven chooses the Son of Destiny every day and produces these useless stupid things.

"After they leave Goldfinger, their value is almost zero."

Sang Qingjiu looked sideways at Zheng Tian, ​​who was still screaming, with sarcasm in the corners of his eyes, "Zheng Tian, ​​what do you think?"

"I-I don't know...ah!!! I don't know what you are talking about!"

Zheng Tian's fingers hurt again and he felt panicked.

Especially the three words "Golden Finger" highlighted by Sang Qingjiu made him even more uneasy.

She knows!

Does she know that she has a systematic thing going on?

Will not!

impossible!

Zheng Tian tried his best to comfort himself, but the pain was tearing at his remaining sanity all the time.

Sang Qingjiu made a magic spell at will.

An invisible water poured into Zheng Tian's stomach.

The water seemed to come alive, rushing around in his internal organs, pinching his heart, twisting his intestines and stomach, and pricking everywhere in his body like a needle-pointed wheat awn.

On the surface, there is not a single wound.

In fact, his body was covered in bruises, and scarlet blood spilled from his lips.

He wanted to scream.

However, the annoyed Sang Qingjiu blocked his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

The dirty cheeks were deep red, the neck was full of raised veins, and the eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

He stared at Sang Qingjiu silently, with hatred and murderous intent surging continuously.

Sang Qingjiu didn't care at all.

He even stood aside with his arms folded and looked calm, watching his dying struggle with admiring eyes.

Breathing, getting weaker and weaker.

Getting weaker and weaker.

In the end, it was completely cut off.

In the space of consciousness, 1199 raised his head melancholy and sighed, "Another one dies."

It doesn't know whether its host is specialized in rescuing villains.

But being a villain must be professional.

If this continues, the protagonist will be killed by the host, right?