If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

He pushed so hard that Yan Zizhan fell to the ground immediately.

He only felt a pain in his hand, and only then did he realize that there was still a piece of broken porcelain hidden at the foot of the table, which happened to stick into his hand.

Zhang Lingyu pushed him down, stepped over without saying a word, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"General Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Yan Zizhan was startled by his appearance, and asked in panic.

Zhang Lingyu panted heavily, opened his mouth and cursed: "Bitch."

Although he knew that he was not conscious, Yan Zizhan still felt a little uncomfortable hearing such an insulting sentence.

"You're drunk." Yan Zizhan tried his best to ignore the malice in his words, and said to him, "Did you go to the wrong room? I'll take you out... Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Lingyu grabbed both of his hands, joined them together, pulled off Yan Zizhan's belt, and tied it up for him.

Yan Zizhan has a bad heart, but his thin body can't resist this warrior no matter what.

Zhang Lingyu came to his senses after tying him up, so he turned around and went to close the open door.

Yan Zizhan looked for this opportunity and quickly bit the belt with his teeth.While pulling, he moved his legs and fled to the side.

After he had climbed a few steps, a strong force came from above, stepping on his knees, causing his knees to crush hard on the floor, causing him to lose his voice on the spot in pain.

Yan Zizhan gritted his teeth in pain. He wanted to ask why, but Zhang Lingyu immediately lifted him up, grabbed the lower edge of the belt and threw him over the beam, hanging him like this.

Yanzi looked at him with a gloomy expression, as if he was about to kill someone, and said tremblingly, "General, is there some misunderstanding?"

With a sinking face, Zhang Lingyu re-tied the belt tightly, tying a tight knot.

Seeing that he ignored him, Yanzi became more and more afraid.

Zhang Lingyu was a little more awake than when he rushed in. He grabbed Yan Zizhan's face and asked forcefully, "Who ordered you?"

Yan Zizhan was stunned for a moment, obviously didn't understand, he asked in a daze: "What does the general mean, I don't quite understand... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Lingyu pinched his chin so hard that several red marks appeared on his chin.

He stared at Yan Zizhan with those murderous eyes, and said to him: "Who sent you to hurt Xiyue, tell me!"

When Yan Zizhan heard him calling Song Xiyue like that, his heart was a little sour, but he still tried to clarify: "General, I didn't hurt Miss Song, you are looking for the wrong person."

"You didn't hurt her? Did you see her the day she disappeared?"

Yan Zizhan was silent and did not speak, but his shaking eyes still revealed his thoughts.

"It really is you." The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Zhang Lingyu's eyes became more and more sinister.

Yan Zizhan was afraid that the more he talked, the more he would become unclear, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, I did meet her that day, but I separated from her very soon. I don't know where Miss Song went or who she met. .”

"She is a woman who is about to get married. She is not related to you. What did you do to see you? Did you lure her out on purpose?" Zhang Lingyu was worried, drunk, and even the words that came out of his mouth carried the meaning of asking for guilt .

"I didn't." Yan Zizhan said, he didn't plan to say what the two of them said that day, but seeing Zhang Lingyu's current state, he knew he had to say, "She came to see me, let me stay away from you .”

Zhang Lingyu sneered when he heard the words, and said to him: "You think highly of yourself, she has such a status that she deserves to come and tell you these things in person."

Even if he knew his identity would be looked down upon by Zhang Lingyu, it was one thing to guess for himself, but another to tell it from his mouth.

Yan Zizhan was stung by him and didn't reply for a long time.

Seeing his silence, Zhang Lingyu continued to ask, "What were you doing just now?"

He stepped on Yan Zizhan's left knee just now, and it still hurts.Enduring the pain in his legs and hands, he said to him, "Sing an opera."

After Zhang Lingyu heard this, his originally unattractive face turned cold again.

"Madam's new funeral, the whole city mourns, but you are singing here? Are you happy that she died?" Zhang Lingyu said.

Yan Zizhan was humiliated by him again and again, even if he was made of clay figurines, he also became angry at this time.

He retorted: "Singing opera is my job. If someone asks me to sing, I will do it. How can a lowly person like me resist?"

"Yes, you are mean, otherwise you wouldn't come before my eyes again and again." Zhang Lingyu lifted his chin contemptuously, "What do you want to use to get close to me, this face full of flattering smiles, or This dirty and lowly body?"

Yan Zizhan was so angry that his lungs ached, and he said harsh words to hurt June Han, and the knife hidden in Zhang Lingyu's words made him freeze into ice.

He closed his eyes, took a few breaths repeatedly, then opened them, and said to Zhang Lingyu, "General, please let me go, I'm going back."

Zhang Lingyu looked at him expressionlessly, neither smiling nor speaking.He had a serious appearance, so he was so silent, it was very frightening.

In the stalemate, the door was suddenly pushed open, followed by the voice of the waiter in the restaurant: "Guests, the wine you want."

He entered the door with two jars of wine, and when he saw the situation in the room, he was frightened and froze, not daring to enter for a while, and not daring to retreat.

Yanzi saw the wine in the little second hand, and remembered that it was ordered by the official, and it was delivered too slowly, so he forgot.

Zhang Lingyu shouted angrily, "Get out."

"Yes." Xiao Er didn't dare to look at them, afraid of offending them, she quickly retreated outside.

Before he crossed the threshold, Zhang Lingyu said again: "Stop."

"Put down the wine, people get out."

Xiao Er didn't dare to say more, put down the wine and ran away in a hurry.

Yan Zizhan's hand was still bleeding, it was time to treat the wound.But he was tied up, his body was suspended in the air, and his toes could hardly reach the ground. After a long time, his wrist hurt like a heart.

"What is the general doing?" Yan Zizhan asked.

Zhang Lingyu picked up a jar of wine, lifted the mud and poured it down for him.

The wine flowed down the top of his head, covering Yan Zizhan's face.His eyelashes were also wet from the wine and stuck together, making him unable to open his eyes.

"Mingming and Xiyue met each other, but they didn't report the knowledge. They still refused to tell the truth in front of me, trying to make me believe that you have nothing to do with this matter. It's impossible." Zhang Lingyu shouted, "I'll ask you again, who is it? sent you."

Yanzi saw that he was aggressive, but he didn't believe what he said, so he felt a little impatient.He said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

"I don't know? Very good, I'll let you know." Zhang Lingyu picked up the remaining jug of wine, drank more than half of it, and the liquid entered his throat, burning up the only bit of sobriety he had. clean and dry.

He leaned in front of Yan Zizhan, obviously looking straight at him, but he made a condescending posture, and said to Yan Zizhan, "Don't you like me?"

Yan Zizhan opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt the urge to cover his mouth.

He realized that what Zhang Lingyu was going to say next would be something he didn't want to hear, but he couldn't even keep his hands free, so how could he stop what he wanted to say.

Zhang Lingyu laughed, there was three points of contempt in that smile, and seven points of cruelty.

He said, "Only by you? Are you worthy?"

He laughed louder and louder, as if it was really a big joke.

Yan Zizhan's eyes were wet for a moment, he thought it was the wine that would not flow down in the future, and he didn't know it was until the liquid slipped down.

"Is the general humiliating enough? If it's enough, let me down." He held back the pain in his heart, and said to Zhang Lingyu with a sob.

"No hurry." Zhang Lingyu looked at him, thinking of Song Xiyue lying in the coffin, the hatred in his heart became more and more violent.

He said: "Since you like me, why don't you take off your clothes and seduce me? Anyway, don't you usually put on makeup to make others laugh? I can guess it if you don't tell me. How good she is, the eldest lady of the family. Compared with her, you It's the mud on the ground. So you were jealous of her and killed her, do you think I'm right?"

Yan Zizhan knew that he was a drunk now, so defending him was like chicken and duck.

He didn't want to say more, so he said simply and simply: "I have nothing to do with Miss Song's death. If the general doesn't believe it, you can go and investigate."

"Investigate? Am I not investigating right now?" Seeing Yan Zizhan's face flushed with anger and still wet all over, he suddenly had an idea.He stretched out his hand and ripped off Yan Zizhan's clothes, as if he felt that he couldn't pull them fast enough, so he tore them as he went.

Yan Zizhan turned pale in shock, and wanted to hide. He raised his foot to kick Zhang Lingyu, but he grabbed his foot instead, and then even his pants were pulled down by the man.

Yan Zizhan has been insulted like this dozens of times, but Zhang Lingyu, who he has always admired, did these things. This contrast makes him feel that his love in the past has turned into droplets.Zhang Lingyu's every move shattered his original image of stalwart in Yan Zizhan's heart.

"You are so ruthless, tell me, who did you let touch her." Zhang Lingyu smelled of alcohol, and his words became more and more unsteady, "Only a lowly and dirty person like you can come up with such a vicious idea."

When he said this, he became angry and gave him a slap with his hands.

Tears splashed down Yan Zizhan's eyes, and the beaten half of his face was in hot pain.What hurt even more was that the heart in his chest was completely torn and torn by what the man in front of him said and did.

"Yes, I'm low and dirty. What is the general doing now? Why bother breaking up with me? Doesn't the general feel disgusted when you touch a dirty person like me?" He was so excited that he even scolded himself at the same time.

"Disgusting, of course it's disgusting." Zhang Lingyu said, "I don't force you, how could you tell the truth?"

He tore off the belt around his waist, raised his hand, and dropped it, the belt broke through the wind and hit Yan Zizhan's body.

The whip was solid cowhide, when it was whipped on Yan Zizhan's body, there was a red mark about two fingers wide.

Yan Zizhan lost his voice in pain, he managed to dodge, and said to Zhang Lingyu: "General... I have never done it, you can't hit me."

Zhang Lingyu didn't care what he said, and slapped Yan Zizhan several times in succession.

Yan Zizhan tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't get on the ground, he pulled the wrist so hard that it almost broke.

Ever since Song Xiyue disappeared, Zhang Lingyu's anger and grief had finally found an outlet at this moment. He kept moving his hands and pumped dozens of times in a row.

At the beginning Yan Zizhan still had the strength to cry out in pain, but after being beaten so much, he lost even the only resistance he had.

Zhang Lingyu saw him with his head bowed, red marks all over his fair skin.He was originally here to lynch for questioning, but seeing him like this, his eyes changed.

Yan Zizhan drooped his eyelids, his pupils were red and swollen from crying due to pain and discomfort.He didn't want to look at him at first, but he didn't want to be caught by that man's leg again, and then the man came closer.

Yan Zizhan's eyes trembled, and there was still blood on his lips, which was bitten out by himself when he couldn't bear the pain.

Zhang Lingyu didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing him like this, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and even his body reacted.

Yan Zizhan thought that being whipped was the limit he could bear, but he didn't expect that the man grabbed his leg, and with the other hand, he unbuttoned his pants.

Yan Zizhan's pupils shrank, and an unspeakable panic surged in his heart.

He hoarsely said to him: "General, you are drunk, please let me go."

Zhang Lingyu looked at his face, at this pure and harmless man with a heart of snakes and scorpions.He let out a beast-like groan from his throat, and then he pulled Yan Zizhan in his direction, occupying him fiercely.

Yanzi raised his head, feeling the smell of blood spreading from his throat amidst the pain enough to make him lose consciousness.

He barely pulled himself together, trying to see the face of the man who hurt him clearly.

But as he watched, the familiar face became so strange.

His vision changed from clear to blurred, and finally the hot tears gushed out suddenly, as if the river had burst its embankment.

He didn't know when this punishment ended. He was in so much pain that he forgot who he was and where it was.

The wrist hung his whole body, pulling and pulling repeatedly for so long, and finally lost all consciousness.

He seemed to have known this person for a long time, and also seemed to be seeing him for the first time.

He never knew that there was such a ferocious beast hidden in this person's bones.He thought he would be torn apart, swallowed up.But it turned out not yet.

Maybe it's better to be swallowed, so you don't have to suffer like this.

After Zhang Lingyu tortured him, most of the wine was sober.

He glanced at the half-dead Yan Zizhan in panic, and saw the blood dripping down his legs to the ground, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a nightmare.

There was still a broken wine jar on the ground, he vaguely remembered that when he was about to drink to the bottom, he poured the remaining wine over his head.

How could this be?

He took two steps back, as if he had lost his soul.

How could he do such a thing.

Yan Zizhan had already fainted from the endless pain, and his current appearance was very miserable, as if he had been thrown into the water and soaked for a while, and after being picked up, he was beaten again.

Zhang Lingyu finally woke up. Looking at Yan Zizhan who was hanging there, he tidied up his scattered clothes in a panic.

He thought he was crazy, but he didn't dare to look at him.

As if he had done something bad, he ran out under the driving force of the remaining three points of drunkenness.