The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

It is still the four words, the whole face as if dyed with peach blossom, pan charming color, song September but feel very eye-catching.

"Fu Zai, what do you want to do?"

She was almost imploring, tears were already in her eyes, but Fu Tsai just got up and raised her chin with one hand. There was a trace of scarlet in her eyes.

"What do I want to do? Song September, why do you want to leave? Another man? "

Song Jiujiu's heart was shocked. Up to now, she remembered Fu Tsai's words this morning. When she thought about it carefully, she felt a little terrible. He looked at her like a clown and didn't treat her as a person at all.

How ridiculous, Fu Tsai is Fu Tsai. Fu Shao of Los Angeles is not so stupid.

She stopped talking and stood like a soulless doll, but Fu Tsai was satisfied. She pulled the man over and sat on her lap.

"Song September, I told you to be obedient. I allow you to express your ideas freely and do what you like, but only if you don't touch my bottom line. Do you understand?"

Fu Tsai's voice has the smell of seduction, but song and September can't hear a word. She is like a puppet with strings. Her fate is in the hands of others. This feeling is unwilling and resentful.

"Go out, wait for me after work, and take you to a place."

Fu Tsai patted each other's head and pushed her body away.

Song September got up, his lips trembled, and as soon as he got to the door, Fu Tsai's voice came again.

"You don't want to be known by your adoptive parents just now. Song, September, I advise you to accept other thoughts."

Fu Tsai sat on the office chair, like an emperor, holding up his hand to dominate the fate of others, and song September was destined to be the Canary that could not fly out of the cage.

Some numb back to the seat, she fidgety scratched her hair, did not expect that Fu would be so abnormal, installed a camera in her room, how could that kind of thing be seen by foster parents.

Song Jiujiu bit his lips until he got off work. When he got off the elevator, she got up and followed him in. All the way down the stairs, she went to his car.

Mo Yi is still in front of the driver. After seeing her coming, she nods and opens the door.

Song September just stepped in, Fu Tsai pulled him over and played like a little dog in his hand.

"To where?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Song September does not speak, quietly nests in his arms, but a trace of sympathy flashed in the front row ink's eye. Miss Song really annoys the boss this time. The boss is so kind to her, but she wants to leave three or four times. Who can stand it.

After arriving at the place, song found out in September that it was an abandoned warehouse, which had deviated from the city center. As soon as she got off the bus, she found the surrounding unusual.

Clearly no one can see, but she felt that she was under the surveillance of others. Her eyebrows frowned and she was taken into her arms by Fu Tsai.

Three people walked in like this, the door has a few bodyguards appearance, the door lowers the head, neat and uniform voice.

"Boss."

Song Jiujiu didn't pay much attention to it. Until she stepped into the door, she was shocked by the scene inside. There were fighting platforms everywhere. Last time she went to the underground trading market, she was not unfamiliar with such things.

This place seems to be a training place. Not far away, a few people are holding a pistol. The bodyguard in black came over and bowed respectfully before opening his mouth.

"Those men are in it."

"Well."

Fu Tsai answered, and went in under the guidance of the other party. It was a sealed room. The room was bloodstained, and the people lying on the ground were not human. They were black and blue, and their arms were twisted in a strange manner.

"Ah

Song Jiujiu gave a direct cry and wanted to turn around and leave the place. However, Fu Tsai grabbed her arm. Her eyes seemed to smile, but she forced herself to fall into her arms.

"Watch."

"I don't want to see it, Fu Tsai, I don't want to see..."

Song Jiujiu's pale face pleaded, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a man on the ground trying to climb over here. It seems that his leg should also be broken, and the whole person is wriggling like a worm.

Song Jiujiu struggled harder and beat Fu Tsai, but her strength was too small. Fu Tsai broke her face directly with a trace of deep meaning in her eyes.

"Do you know why these people became like this?"

Song's face is full of tears. She doesn't want to know. She just wants to leave here. Those few are no longer human beings, but the bloody skeletons with the last breath.

"Because of disobedience, I want to betray my boss. This is already the lightest punishment. They will not die, but they will not live like death. For those who betray, death is not the best punishment. "

Mo one said beside, see song September face of the last trace of blood also smoke, the corners of the mouth skim, the boss wants this effect.Song Jiujiu understood that this man was intentional. He deliberately let her see this scene. He was warning himself that betrayal would not end well.

Fu Tsai didn't say anything more, but song Jiujiu felt that it was her future self. Her shaking body was out of control. She did not say a word and could only mechanically stand in place.

"Fu Zai, you let me go."

She lowered her voice and said with a cry, but it was Fu Tsai's low smile.

"Honey, what are you talking about?"

It is still an innocent sentence, but instantly broke the psychological defense line of song September, and the tears ran down uncontrollably, and there was no tendency to stop.

Mo Yi couldn't see it any more. She always thought that it was really bad luck for Miss Song to meet her boss. At first, she was scared by Xiaohei. Later, in the underground trading market, she was also scared. Now, in this scene, a girl has not fainted, which is considered lucky.

When she had finished crying, Fu Tsai stood up triumphantly. He didn't know why. She always felt that the woman was beautiful when she was crying.

"Let's go. If you don't want to see us, go back."

Song Jiujiu didn't hesitate to follow him closely. He didn't dare to look around in his eyes. There were gunshots or cheers in his ears. Compared with the underground trading market, it was only a little better.

Can't wait to get on the car, until this closed place, she felt a sense of security, in that warehouse, she was afraid that bullets would come at her at any time.

The three returned home all the way. Song Jiujiu leaned against the window and pondered. The place just now should be Fu Tsai's secret base for training people, but she already knows it now.

She wanted to cry. She knew Fu Tsai's secret. He would not let her go.