Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

The iron door of the confinement room was opened, and the dazzling sunlight shone in, causing Qin Yang to turn his head away subconsciously, and then a basin of cold water was poured on his face.

When he was dragged and thrown on the ground, he smelled the air freshener sprayed on the carpet again. It was so faint that he couldn't help but lie down.

Seeing his expression, Gong Shaoyun sneered disdainfully and said to the two police inspectors behind him:

"You guys should go off work now. He hasn't begged for mercy in two days. I want to see how tough he is. Maybe he will be put in solitary confinement tomorrow."

"Yes, Warden."

The door was closed. Qin Yang's lips were cracked. He changed from lying prone to lying on his back. He looked at someone in a wheelchair not far away and laughed twice in a hoarse voice:

"Hehe, you didn't say I could beg for mercy. I'm not hard-boned, not at all."

Qin Yang had only eaten two steamed buns in three days since the first day he entered prison. Now if he was given a bowl of rice, it would not be impossible for him to call the warden "ancestor".

Gong Shaoqun pushed the wheelchair closer from behind, looking at Qin Yang with disdain as if he was looking down at a stray dog:

"With such a slick tone, you really should let the people behind you see how different you are from that person. How could I have made a mistake?"

Gong Shaoqun's tone became even more sinister at the end, with burning anger rolling in his eyes. He picked up the whip, folded it in half, and started to whip Qin Yang to vent his anger.

The cold light of the barbs made Qin Yang's eyes turn cold. He grabbed the whip blade on the side of his face regardless of the pain. He was so angry that he pulled Gong Shaoqin off the wheelchair. He instantly turned over and pressed the man to the ground, saying angrily:

"What on earth are you dissatisfied with about my face that you have to destroy it?"

He felt it last time when he was hit on the neck, and this time he was hit directly on the face. This chili is too pungent!

Gong Shaoqun didn't expect him to be so brave. He was caught off guard and was pulled down. The weakness of his legs made his dark pupils shrink suddenly. He quickly pulled out his pistol in anger.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yang reacted very quickly. When he restrained his elbow, he knocked his knee up with such force that his wrist seemed to be broken. He let go of his hand in pain, and then his mouth was covered tightly by the big hand of the person on him.

Qin Yang glanced at the night outside the window. Three days had passed. He realized something was wrong with his body. He lowered his head and grabbed Gong Shaoyun's face, forcing him to look at him:

"Remember, I'm only saying this once. I don't know who sent me in, nor do I know his purpose, but the most important thing is that I don't want to hurt you, so just cooperate."

His eyes were so sincere that Gong Shaoqun was slightly stunned. But then he was shocked to find that Qin Yang looked at him in a wrong way, and even his body...

Gong Shaoqun's chest heaved violently. He shook his head vigorously to break free from his hand, then bit his mouth tightly. Blood immediately spurted out. The look in his eyes when he looked at Qin Yang was like ice filled with poison.

Qin Yang hissed and gave up communicating. He felt as if all the pores on his body were stretched open by scales. Time was really too late. He used the handkerchief in Gong Shaoyun's suit to cover his eyes, then leaned down...

All night long, at the sound of the prison whistle for morning exercises, Gong Shaoqin's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. At the same time, Qin Yang immediately jumped off the bed beside him, smiling ingratiatingly:

"Haha, thank you for your hard work. I have cleaned it for you."

Hard?

Gong Shaoqun clutched the bed sheet beneath him, his eyes suddenly flashing with a cold light and fierce murderous intent.

Qin Yang immediately knelt down on one knee, his scalp tingling from the look in his eyes, and he stammered:

"You have to believe that I'm not taking revenge on you. I, I just like you. I know I should take it slow, but there's nothing I can do. Time... Oh, how can I put it?"

There was a hint of humiliation hidden deep in Gong Shaoqun's eyes. He had countless opportunities last night to call someone in and kill this man immediately, but he couldn't. He had already fallen into the quagmire and must not give others the opportunity to humiliate him again.

Thinking of this, his hand inadvertently reached for his unconscious legs through the quilt.

Qin Yang felt distressed and regretful. If it wasn't too late, he would rather change someone than see the determination in Gong Shaoqun's eyes disappear. That was the look that touched him when they first met. He approached her in a panic:

"You, don't be sad, I..."

Gong Shaoyun suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands, his voice like sandpaper being crushed:

"Of course I won't be sad, because you will die in my hands"

No one can defeat him, and what he loses will be taken back one day.

Qin Yang's face soon became red, and he gradually became unable to breathe. He grabbed Gong Shaoyun's hand and said something incoherent:

"Relax, loosen up, I can heal your leg."

Hearing about treating the legs, Gong Shaoqun's fingers suddenly increased in strength. Qin Yang, seeing this, quickly pretended to faint, and then his whole body went limp and relaxed.

In the past, Gong Shaoqun could have broken Qin Yang's neck vertebrae, but he had suffered so much last night that he was so sore that he could not use any strength.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, he wanted to continue angrily, but at this moment, his legs twitched slightly with the hatred in his brain, and his knees felt slightly hot.

Gong Shaoqun's eyes widened in disbelief. He had consulted so many doctors and they all said there was no hope. How was this possible?

He twisted his neck stiffly and looked at the man who had just pretended to be dead and was now hiding in the corner, his voice trembling:

"how did you do that?"

Qin Yang kept his eyes on him. Seeing that he looked happy but also a little surprised, and asked this question, he hid his surprise in his heart and hurried to the bedside to lift the quilt.

He lifted Gong Shaoqun's leg and tapped his knee with a little force. Although it was not obvious, Gong Shaoqun's leg did tremble.

Qin Yang said to him happily: "See, I told you I can cure it."

In fact, he was just making it up. He had wanted to go back to the bottom of the sea and ask the mermaid elder if he had any treasure that could cure the disease. Unexpectedly, a miracle happened. For the sake of his life, he had to take the credit for it.

Gong Shaoyun was also very surprised, but he still slapped Qin Yang in the face, and then covered him with the quilt.

He sat back on the bed, feeling strange all over, and looked at Qin Yang with eyes that were sometimes murderous, sometimes restrained, in short, extremely complicated.

After a long while, he finally asked slowly:

"What method did you use? How can you completely heal my leg?"

Oh, are you asking him for a favor?

Qin Yang was getting excited. Not only Gong Shaoyun, but also his neck and back were burning with pain. Touching his painful cheek, he said shamelessly:

"Humph, this is the benefit of being with me. Just think about it and do it a few more times..."

Before he could finish, another punch came towards him.