I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 970 Tracking Part Two (63)

Zuo Qing handed over a piece of paper: "Wipe your tears, then kneel down."

Wen Li didn't answer, and stood there motionless, returning to the original topic, embarrassment and humiliation came together, he was a little out of breath, he lowered his head and asked: "...Can I not kneel? "

The other party directly gave a negative answer.

His heart fell to the bottom, without any luck.

Wen Li glanced at the door, wondering if he should try again, maybe he ran out?

Zuo Qing seemed to see through what was going on in his mind, suddenly laughed mockingly, pulled him into his arms, and covered his mouth.

The familiar operation made him struggle instantly in horror, biting her palm with his teeth, but the man didn't seem to feel any pain, and his movements were more violent than the last time he was in the toilet.

Wen Li collapsed all of a sudden and burst into tears.

Zuo Qing put away his clothes, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner slightly to ensure that the other party would not get sick.

After doing all this, he looked at him coldly and said: "You are disobedient, I can only do this, the door is over there, if you still want to escape, you can leave now, I will never stop you, the only chance is this once."

She always likes to speak the cruelest words in the most flat tone.

Wen Li cried so hard that he hugged his knees, his shoulders kept shaking, and his skin turned pink.Zuo Qing sat in the chair, from her angle she could still see a few ribs, it was not pretty, she was too thin.

The boy didn't know how long he cried, and his voice gradually disappeared. He squatted on the cold tiles, with the desk behind him. He could hear the crisp sound of the man flipping through the documents, and occasionally the rustling sound of the tip of the pen rolling over the paper.

"I'm full of crying." Zuo Qing said playfully, without raising his head, he asked while reading the document, "Where's the bell on your neck? Why didn't you see you wearing it?"

Wen Li sat there, as if he didn't hear, he was completely motionless and didn't want to say anything.

She put down what she was doing, turned around, and the office chair also turned, making a slight sound.

"Have you ever studied the top ten tortures in ancient China?" Zuo Qing asked without knowing why, she looked at the young man and continued: "It originated in the Yin and Shang Dynasties. There are beheadings in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, hanged heads in the Song Dynasty, palace punishment in the Han Dynasty, and the most common thing during the war is to bury alive. There are many other things, most of which are bloody and cruel, but these are not my favorite. Too much blood splatter will affect the beauty. , You said, which one should I use for you?"

Hearing that, Wen Li was horrified, his face turned pale, and his arms trembled unconsciously.

Zuo Qing stood up, and her cold leather boots came into the other party's field of vision. She looked down at him: "I always think that the tattoo created by the pre-Qin period has the most time value. A simple imprint can make the criminal remember his identity forever, no matter the time. No matter how long it takes, the scar will be there, your skin is white, and if tattooed, it must be very beautiful."

"...I don't want it." Wen Li shrank back and hid under the table, looking in horror at the feet in sight, black, like a demon from hell.

Zuo Qing squatted down and dragged the person out.

The young man's body was trembling badly. The trembling butterfly bones were exquisite and beautiful, like a work of art carefully carved inch by inch. She reached out and stroked it, and Wen Li screamed in fright.

Zuo Qing lowered his head and blocked his mouth, swallowing all the sounds.

(End of this chapter)