Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"Third Master... You..." Mu Zhenlun's eyes reluctantly shifted from the third master's hands, with a yearning cry on his face, and his body seemed to be crawling with countless ready to move insects. People could not help but go deep into the skin and grasp them hard.

The third master looked at mu Zhenlun's forehead constantly sweating, and his body was writhing uneasily. He suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. It was the greatest pleasure in his life to watch others suffer and to watch others yield to his feet.

"Third Master, please give me some!" Mu Zhenlun clenched his teeth, exhausted the last trace of reason, and begged the third master. At this moment, he forgot his ambition, and even forgot to defeat Mu Jingyang. He just wanted to ask the third master to be a good man and give him the medicine. Looking at the ironic smile on the third master's face, mu Zhenlun knew that he would be in a mess now, even a little humble, but he really had no way.

"Mu Zhenlun, please remember that you have to do something for me before I give you the medicine! I can take you out of the prison without knowing it, or I can send you back intact... "The third master's face was with a ferocious smile, and mu Zhenlun's back was chilly.

"Besides, no one in prison can give you this medicine!" The third master looks at mu Zhenlun deeply. The smile on the corner of his mouth doesn't seem to cover up at all. He shows it generously in front of Mu Zhenlun.

"I will do well for you! Don't worry! " Mu Zhenlun's voice began to tremble. He rushed to the third master and snatched the small bottle of medicine from the third master.

Trembling to open the bottle, carefully took out a small white pill, put in the mouth of that moment, as if to eat something delicious in the world, the expression is wonderful, after a while, the face slowly recovered blood color.

The third master looked at mu Zhenlun's appearance and waved to let mu Zhenlun go out. He was a little proud of completely controlling mu Zhenlun.

When Xiao Qi saw mu Zhenlun staggering out of the third master's study, he knew that mu Zhenlun must be addicted again. With a sarcastic smile, he knocked on the door and entered the third master's study.

"Man, you really can't have weakness. A little weakness will be very dangerous, but the most dangerous thing is that your weakness is firmly grasped by your enemy, then you will only die!"

The third master's voice was a little proud, and he seldom showed a kind smile to Xiao Qi. Xiaoqi nodded, thinking that everyone is not perfect and has weaknesses, including himself. But as long as he is not found by the third master, he can live longer.

"To book a hotel tomorrow afternoon, you need to accommodate about 15 people. You inform mu Zhenlun that he must attend. You also need to cheer me up all the time. The people I meet are very important. The news must be finished and sealed off for me!"

"Yes, Third Master, please don't worry!" Xiaoqi answers cautiously, then slightly owes the body to retreat from the third master's office.

Mu Zhenlun, who came back to his room earlier, had collapsed on the bed. He closed his eyes and felt that the whole world was spinning. Although his body lacked the unspeakable pain, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

When the sense of rotation disappeared, Mu Jingyang struggled to stand up, staggered to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

Eyebrows and eyes seem to be the original self, but they are no longer the original self. I used to be gentle and elegant, although not elegant, but at least people will look very comfortable and want to be close to me.

But now, a pair of eyes full of red blood, pale to some transparent skin, the whole person seems to come from hell in general, from the inside to the outside exudes the smell of corruption.

Mu Zhenlun turned on the tap, when the cold water touched the skin, mu Zhenlun's brain began to wake up gradually.

But what about being sober? The effect of that medicine is only a few days, and the medicine in the bottle is only enough for several times. The earlier you wake up, the earlier you may become addicted next time.

"Damn it Mu Zhenlun cursed in front of the mirror. He hated the third master. They used the last kind of suspended animation to stimulate his nerves and then control his body.

He also hated himself. He clearly knew that he was scheming against a tiger, but for the sake of his immediate freedom, his brain agreed. Now, although people are free, their souls are locked up forever.

"What am I to you? A chess piece, a dog? " Mu Zhenlun looked in the mirror and asked with gnashing teeth. In fact, mu Zhenlun himself knows the answer, with a wry smile on his face.

"Yes, I am a dog. When the master is happy, he will touch my head and give me a bone. If the master is not happy, then I will die!"

Mu Zhenlun sad smile, random and decadent lying back in bed, now think these still useful? It's no use at all! Things have come to this point, there is no turning back!

"Mu Zhenlun, are you still alive?" Small seven cold voice into mu Zhenlun's ears, Mu Zhenlin lazy to take care of small seven, eyes did not lift up, only the gas weak hum.

"Get up if you're not dead, don't pretend to be dead!" Small seven see mu Zhenlun's attitude, in the heart also some angry, a pull Mu Zhenlun up, hard to throw to the ground.

"The Third Master asked me to tell you that you need to attend a dinner with him tomorrow afternoon. This dinner is very important. You should bring me up to deal with it well, or you will suffer!"

Xiaoqi looks up at mu Zhenlun. Mu Zhenlun sees the familiar contempt in Xiaoqi's eyes, but he is lazy to retort and is afraid of Xiaoqi's force value, so he has to nod slightly.

Xiao Qi snorted coldly, glared and collapsed on the ground. Mu Zhenlun threw away his hand and directly passed mu Zhenlun, leaving mu Zhenlun alone in the empty room.

Mu Zhenlun continued to block on the cold ground. He looked out of the window at the dark world and felt that there was nothing in the world worth remembering.

But then he thought that if he defeated Mu Jingyang and cleaned up the third master, then all their money would be his own. What can't be bought with money?

Even in the expensive medicine, even in the rare medicine, as long as you have money, do you still need to worry? Mu Zhenlun finally showed a smile on his face.

When he has money, he must return all the humiliation and pain he has suffered to the third master and Mu Jingyang. He must make these people feel regret and let them know how terrible it is to despise him.

After struggling for several times, mu Zhenlun got up from the ground. Every joint of his body was crying with pain. He tried his best to endure his discomfort. He turned on his mobile phone and looked at the information Xiao Qi had just sent him.

"I can find these people... It seems that Mu Jingyang's failure is doomed!" Mu Zhenlun carefully looked at the information and understood the meaning of the dinner tomorrow afternoon.