Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

On the day Han Sen was released from prison, the weather in Rome had just started to clear up. The gloomy weather had been lingering for about a month.

Because Nietzsche was actually released from prison at about the same time as Han Sen, and the time difference was less than a month. Han Sen also used some connections in private, managed things up and down, and spent some money to bring Nietzsche out. , let him out of prison some time earlier.

Moreover, Karl, the warden of the Roman Prison, can't wait to hope that the devil Nietzsche Lutheran can leave this prison as soon as possible. You must know that this man has been his nightmare all these years.

Since he took office, he had never encountered such a prisoner who made him feel so terrible.

Feng Bai still has to wait for a while. In fact, he can also be released from prison with Han Sen, but in order to hide the public's attention and not attract the attention of the outside world, Han Sen decided to let Feng Bai wait a month before coming out.

Anyway, Hong Jian will cover him, so Han Sen has nothing to worry about.

For other people who work in the prison and behind Han Sen, Han Sen will take care of everything after they are released from prison. Han Sen's family opens the door and warmly welcomes them to join.

However, everything depends on their own choices. Some people follow Han Sen because he just wants to do these things, but some people are forced by the form.

As we all know, the power of groups in the prison is too serious, and it is difficult for them to be alone. After they are released from prison, they will walk on an ordinary path like other normal people.

So Han Sen will not force anyone, he gives them the right to choose freely, and he also fully respects others.

After being notified of Han Sen's release from prison today, Shen Zui led a group of people in suits and ties to guard the entrance of the Roman prison early in the morning.

There was a row of black luxury cars parked behind him.

Shen Zui stood beside the front car, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, put one hand in his pocket, leaned against the side of the car, smoked, and looked straight at the gate of the prison.

Because it was morning, the air was humid, and the sky was not completely bright yet, so it made people feel chilly to some extent.

A Bing walked out of the car parked behind Shen Zui, and stood beside Shen Zui.

"Is everything ready at the villa?"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Shen Zui turned his head to look at A Bing.

A Bing nodded,

"Brother Shen, all the rooms have been tidied up, as long as you get there, Brother Han can live in directly."

A few years ago when Han Sen was still in prison, he bought a small villa complex from a political prisoner who had fled abroad through intoxication. This villa complex is composed of three villas. The location is on a hillside, relatively remote and unique, far away from the city of Rome, even if you drive, it will take about an hour to get there.

Han Sen told Shen Zui to decorate the room well, and Shen Zui naturally handed over these things to his subordinates.

After working on and off for more than a year, Han Sen explained clearly the requirements for the family's furnishings and the style of the decoration, and the project has now been completely completed.

Although Han Sen is usually very tolerant to the people around him and his subordinates, and sometimes even gives people an approachable feeling, his requirements for the decoration of this villa are beyond intoxicating expectations, and he is careful. All the details and rules were listed out and handed over to Shen Zui, giving people a picky and dogmatic feeling.

Because in Shen Zui's impression, Han Sen has never been a particularly picky person.

So Shen Zui was really worried about whether Han Sen would be satisfied. After all, his brother left this matter to him, which showed that Han Sen trusted him a lot. Of course, Shen Zui didn't want Han Sen to be disappointed in him.

"squeak--"

Just when Shen Zui was thinking wildly, the gate of the prison was pushed open by the guards standing on both sides, and a tall figure slowly appeared from the crack in the door.

It is around seven o'clock in the morning, and the sky has not yet fully brightened. The street lamps standing tall on both sides of the prison are still silently shedding a pale golden light. When Han Sen came out of the prison, the figure did not look like Not very clear.

"Brother Shen, Brother Han seems to have come out!"

A Bing reminded Shen Zui.

Shen Zui nodded, and after a careful look, it was indeed Han Sen, so he quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, stomped it out with his feet, then walked towards the prison gate, and stood outside the cordon .

On both sides of the gate of the prison stood guards with live ammunition, and drunken was forbidden to get too close to them.

"The one next to him is Nietzsche Lutheran."

Ah Bing followed behind Shen Zui, squinting his eyes slightly to see who came out, and whispered in Shen Zui's ear.

Shen Zui nodded, then silently shook his head at A Bing.

In fact, Shen Zui saw Han Sen taking Nietzsche.When Lutheran came out, Shen Zui was actually taken aback for a moment.

According to his understanding, the main force of the Lutheran family was basically eradicated and strangled. Han Sen should join Hong Jian in the prison to arrest Nietzsche.Lutheran killed him, but I don't know why Han Sen still kept Nietzsche.

However, Shen Zui felt that Han Sen must have his own reasons for doing this, so Shen Zui decided not to ask or say anything, and besides, it was not his turn to take care of these things.

In fact, Han Sen got up and dressed at the usual time this morning, and accompanied Nietzsche.Lutheran had breakfast together, and then took Nietzsche to the procedure desk in front of the prison with his release certificate and documents to register his release from prison.

"Han Sen!"

Shen Zui waved at Han Sen with a gentle smile on his face. A Bing turned around and waved. A group of people behind him quickly surrounded him and lined up in two rows, standing on both sides of the prison to welcome Han Sen out of prison.

Han Sen nodded towards Shen Zui from a distance, then turned around and took Nietzsche's hand, walking towards Shen Zui and the others.

Looking through the dim light in front of the prison, Shen Zui saw that Han Sen was wearing a neat black suit with black hair down. Nietzsche was wearing a short black soft leather jacket with diagonal striped slacks on his lower body and bright red hair. Si was tied up and placed on her left shoulder, while Han Sen held her right hand.

"Brother Han!"

When Han Sen walked in, A Bing and the others hurriedly bowed to Han Sen.

Han Sen had no expression on his face, and turned to look at Nietzsche who said nothing.Lutheran seemed a little displeased, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go back."

"Ok!"

Hearing what Han Sen said, A Bing and the others quickly got into the car.

Shen Zui looked at Han Sen with a full smile, raised his arms and hugged Han Sen vigorously, then looked straight at Han Sen and said, "A Sen, you have finally come out, this is our world from now on!"

Contrary to Shen Zui's high fighting spirit, Han Sen just pulled his lips and smiled silently, then reached out and patted Shen Zui's shoulder, "Shen Zui, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Zui smiled and turned to look at Nietzsche who was being held by Han Sen.Lutheran nodded and said, "Good morning, Mr. Nietzsche."

Nietzsche.Lutheran didn't say anything, just glanced at Shen Zui coldly, and continued to stand by Han Sen's side without saying a word.

Shen Zui looked at those eyes, dark green and dark green, which became more and more cold and gloomy in the wet mist of the morning.

"Let's go back."

Han Sen waved his hand and told Shen Zui that Shen Zui no longer looked at Nietzsche.Lu Delan took Han Sen to the front of his car, then turned to look at Han Sen and said, "A Sen, do you want to sit in the front or the back?"

"You sit in the front, we sit in the back."

Shen Zui nodded, looked at Han Sen and Nietzsche, then at the hands they held together, and quickly got into the car.

After being intoxicated, Han Sen turned and opened the door of the back seat of the car, and looked at Nietzsche.Lutheran: "Lutheran, sit in."

Nietzsche glanced at Han Sen with no expression on his face, then shook off Han Sen's left hand holding his right hand, and then sat in the back of the car in silence. Han Sen then got in and said to the driver in front: "You can go."

"Okay, Mr. Han."

The driver nodded and picked up the walkie-talkie to indicate that the vehicle in front could start to start.

A row of black cars slowly started to move, and slowly drove away from the Roman prison where Han Sen lived for seven years since he was 18 years old.

The car began to move slowly. Han Sen turned to look at Nietzsche, then took Nietzsche's palm and put it in his own. He carefully touched Nietzsche's ten long fingers with his fingertips, and looked down at Nietzsche's with no expression. finger, said in a deep voice, "Is it cold?"

Nietzsche's release from prison was entirely planned by Han Sen. Han Sen didn't mention it to him before, and Han Sen had a very bad attitude towards Nietzsche before he was released from prison, but he didn't allow Nietzsche to leave. He was not allowed to be around him for a second, and the two of them were stuck together almost all day long, which made Nietzsche extremely disgusted.

He thought that Han Sen might kill himself, but he never expected Han Sen to do so.

So now Nietzsche is almost completely unwilling to talk to Han Sen, and is silent most of the time, because he has completely lost his own space.

Nietzsche.Lutheran is not a person who is ignorant of current affairs. He now really knows that he is losing power, so he is too lazy to fight against Han Sen, but it does not mean that he will bow down to Han Sen.

He, Nietzsche, is the pride of the Lutheran family. He has never known what it means to be servile, let alone take the initiative to cater to Han Sen, a junior.

Whatever happened, Nietzsche.Lutheran is Nietzsche.Lutheran.

Whatever he did, Nietzsche never felt that he was doing anything wrong.

He had never been one to repent.

In his world view, he is always right, and he has never felt guilty towards Han Sen. Even if things develop to this point, he never wants to obey Han Sen.

So, when Han Sen got up in the morning, he asked Nietzsche to get dressed and come out of prison with him. Nietzsche was really, really displeased.

Going out with Han Sen now means that he will be completely controlled by Han Sen, because he knows that Han Sen, who was brought out by himself, is not a good person.

Han Sen's ruthlessness is not inferior to his own.

"Now, I'll dress you, then you'll give me breakfast obediently, and then I'll take you home."

Han Sen coldly pulled Nietzsche off the bed, and forced him to put on clothes. Because Nietzsche didn't cooperate, Han Sen simply put him on a shirt and black leather jacket.

But now that Han Sen held his hand, he felt that Nietzsche's fingers were cold, and he must have worn less clothes.

Han Sen has been with Nietzsche for so many years and knows that his physique is cold, so even in the midsummer every year, Nietzsche wears a long-sleeved shirt meticulously, and has to button it to the top. Naturally, there is no need for it in winter said.

The weather has been damp and cold recently, especially in the morning. In the past, Nietzsche would not go out in this kind of weather, but today he only wore a leather jacket and a shirt, so Han Sen felt that Nietzsche must be wearing less clothes up.

"Let go."

Nietzsche glanced at Han Sen expressionlessly, and then wanted to withdraw his finger.

Han Sen tightly held Nietzsche's palm, pulled his lips and smiled coldly, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Nietzsche, if you die, who should I torture?"

After finishing speaking, Han Sen took out a pair of black gloves from the pocket of his suit, took Nietzsche's palm, and put his fingers on them carefully one by one. After putting on the gloves, Han Sen took off his suit and put on the gloves. on Nietzsche's shoulders.

From beginning to end, Nietzsche sat there without saying a word.

Sitting in front, Shen Zui couldn't hear their conversation, so he just lit a cigarette and bit his mouth, then looked at Nietzsche from the rearview mirror.Lutheran's face, I can't help but sigh in my heart, that face is really amazingly beautiful, the more you look at it carefully, the more thrilling it is.

Shen Zui couldn't understand why such a face would grow on this cruel man's face.

They drove all the way to the hillside of Han Sen's villa. Except for Shen Zui, everyone else disbanded on their own.

"You can't drive here, let's walk up."

The villa that Han Sen bought was built in the middle of the hillside, and there are some tall trees on the hillside, which cannot be driven up by ordinary cars, and the location of the villa is remote, so it is not easy to find.

"Okay." Han Sen nodded, looked at the surrounding environment,

"Park the car under the hillside, let's go up."

Shen Zui and Han Sen got out of the car first, while Nietzsche was still sitting behind the car.

"You go up first, drunk."

Han Sen signaled Shen Zui to go first.

"Okay, I'll wait for you up there."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zui raised his legs and walked up the hillside.

Han Sen watched Shen Zui walk away, then turned around and stood beside the car, opened the door, "Come out."

Han Sen stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Nietzsche.

Nietzsche turned his face to the side, gave Han Sen a cold look, and then raised his leg to get out of the car.

Han Sen grabbed Nietzsche's right hand and pulled him out of the car.

Nietzsche stood beside Han Sen without saying a word, then looked up at the hillside in front of him.

The slope wasn't that great, but Nietzsche still frowned displeased.

"Come on, I'll show you where you live."

After speaking, Han Sen dragged Nietzsche, who was not cooperating all the time, towards the hillside, Nietzsche shook off his hand suddenly, and said with displeasure: "You hurt my leg, don't you remember. "

Han Sen reached out and pulled Nietzsche's long hair, looked at Nietzsche coldly and said:

"I just hurt you. It's incomparable to what you did to me. From now on, be obedient to me, or I will make you look bad in front of everyone."

Nietzsche looked at Han Sen fiercely, and his red lips were tightly pressed together, "You hold me, I will never go up by myself."

As soon as Nietzsche finished speaking, Han Sen bent over and hugged Nietzsche and walked towards the hillside with ease.

When they arrived at the villa, Shen Zui was already standing by the gate.

Han Sen walked straight into the villa with Nietzsche in his arms, and then put Nietzsche down in the hall.

"Han Sen, the interior is decorated according to your requirements."

Shen Zui said while looking around. Han Sen's request was to be simple and dignified, with a dignified style, and not to have any living things in the villa, such as plants, animals, and bonsai.

These are not allowed.

In fact, according to conventional buildings, green leafy plants that are prosperous in Fengshui and luck should be placed in the hall, preferably broad-leaved green plants, which can make the building look more lifelike.

But Han Sen specially reminded Shen Zui not to place any plants, as long as they are empty and clean.

"Han Sen, this hall is very big, don't you think it's too empty?"

Han Sen turned his head and looked around, "What do you mean?"

In fact, Han Sen didn't have much requirements for basic necessities of life, food, housing, and transportation. He was more casual, but Nietzsche was more picky. It can be said that he was very picky. He liked to be particular about everything.

Han Sen requested everything according to Nietzsche's preferences, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with it now.

Han Sen thought everything was fine.

Everything is very good.

"I think it would be nice to put some bonsai plants in the hall, which looks too monotonous and empty."

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled, turned his head to look at Nietzsche, then stretched out his hand to touch Nietzsche's bright red hair, and said softly in front of Shenzui, "You don't know Shenzui, such a style of Nietzsche I like it better. I have been with my uncle for so many years. I know what he likes and what he doesn’t like. Uncle likes men and doesn’t like any living things in the room. It's been here for many years."

Hearing Han Sen say these words, Nietzsche stood there quietly, with a dark face, and his expression was already very displeased.

Han Sen continued:

"Of course, although Uncle Nietzsche doesn't like living things, men are still excluded. After thinking about it carefully, Uncle Nietzsche has taken five men to bed in recent years, and all of them are beautiful men.

But Uncle Nietzsche, I'm really sorry, there is no man to sleep with you here, so don't be angry. "

"Han Sen, it seems that you are really happy to humiliate me like this."

Nietzsche, who was already looking very unhappy, finally opened his mouth to say a word, then slapped Han Sen violently, and said viciously, "Little bastard, you better hope that I never get out of here."

Seeing Han Sen being slapped by Nietzsche, Shen Zui was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react, but Han Sen just turned his head and said to Shen Zui, "Shen Zui, you go back first."

Han Sen looked directly at Nietzsche with a cold face.

"Ok."

Shen Zui immediately turned around and walked down, ordered someone to stand guard at the entrance of the villa, and went to do his own thing.

As soon as Shen Zui left, Han Sen reached out and pulled Nietzsche's long hair, and took him directly to the bedroom on the second floor.

As soon as he opened the door, Han Sen put Nietzsche on the bed, then took off his suit slowly and pulled off his tie: "Don't let others know about the problems between us, it's better to close the door and solve them .”

Han Sen stood in front of Nietzsche, stretched out his hand to pull Nietzsche's hair, forced him to look up into his eyes, and sneered, "If my brother knows that I have been sleeping with you bitch since I was 18 years old, what more do you want?" Grass you on time every day like a meal, where will my face, Han Sen, go?"

"Bastard, don't pull my hair!"

Nietzsche has been pampered since he was a child, and he has never been humiliated like Han Sen in his life. Even if he can really control his emotions, he is now angry.

Nietzsche waved Han Sen's arm away, raised his hand and gave Han Sen a hard slap, and said with a cruel look: "Little bastard, if it weren't for me, you would have survived in prison?! You are not allowed to pull my hair in the future." , don’t touch me, if you have the ability, you will trap me for the rest of your life!”

After speaking, Nietzsche raised his hand and drew it towards Han Sen's face.

Han Sen suddenly grabbed Nietzsche's waving arm, raised his hand and rubbed his face, with a disdainful expression, his face slowly approached Nietzsche, and said slowly: "Uncle Nietzsche, I hope that in the rest of my life, I can teach you to be obedient a little."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen reached out and took off Nietzsche's clothes one by one, and left him outside the door, leaving him only wearing a pair of underpants. He even tore off his shoes and threw them out.

"From now on, you will stay here obediently, and you are not allowed to leave. You can wear whatever I give you."

"You let me sleep with you for seven years, then you don't want to find other men for the rest of your life. Of course, I won't touch you either."

"Nietzsche Lutheran, you have to atone for your actions until you die."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen turned on the light in the room, then reached out and pushed Nietzsche onto the bed, turned and walked out, picked up the key, and locked the door from the outside.