The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 210 Commander, You Have Violated the Rules 32

Shen Yao was imprisoned and happened to meet his enemy. The bright red blood dyed half of his body red, like a rose blooming from his shoulder.

The blood-stained whip was thrown aside, and the man grabbed Shen Yao's hair viciously, forcing him to look up at him.

"Master Shen, you will also have this day, do you still remember me?"

Shen Yao's hair, soaked with cold sweat, stuck to his forehead. His pale and weak face was stained with a few drops of blood, making him look evil and cold.

The corner of his mouth curved up, "I'm sorry, I can never remember ugly ones."

"You..." The man was angered by Shen Yao's words. He increased the strength in his hands and grabbed Shen Yao's hair fiercely.

"Humph, you are still stubborn even when death is imminent. Today I will let you know what it means to be worse off than dead."

After saying that, the man waved his hand, and several ferocious-looking prisoners nearby immediately surrounded him, holding all kinds of crude but hurtful tools in their hands.

The man sneered, "I found these specially for Master Shen. They are all death row prisoners sent in by you personally."

"Take good care of Master Shen. Let him have a taste of being tortured. Just give him a break."

The prisoners rushed forward, and sticks, fists and kicks rained down on Shen Yao. Shen Yao clenched his teeth, said nothing, and his eyes were full of coldness.

It's true that a tiger in trouble is bullied by a dog...

But he doesn't care. There is nothing left for him in this world, so it's good to die like this.

Just when he was becoming conscious, he inadvertently thought of someone. He wondered if he would be sad if he knew that I was going to die.

Just when Shen Yao felt that he could not hold on any longer, a sharp gunshot rang out, followed by a few bangs.

The prisoners who beat Shen Yao fell to the ground one after another, blood splattered in the dim prison, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

A tall figure came against the light, his steps steady and powerful, behind him followed a group of well-trained men, each of them had a stern look in their eyes, the guns in their hands still emitting residual heat.

The man walked closer to Shen Yao step by step. The originally arrogant man now widened his eyes in horror, his face full of disbelief.

"Deputy Commander Jiang, aren't you leaving?"

Jiang Chiye walked to Shen Yao and slowly squatted down. A trace of heartache flashed across his cold eyes, but it was quickly covered up by ruthlessness.

"Who told you to torture him?"

"Didn't you say that there was no need for treatment and that it would be fine as long as he lived? I thought..." the man explained in panic.

Jiang Chiye pointed his gun at the man, his eyes fierce and murderous, "I said lock him up, don't worry about it."

"You distorted the facts and dared to torture him. With so many death row prisoners, what do you want to do? You don't know what's going on."

“Don’t treat others as fools.”

The man turned pale and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Please spare my life! I was just... I was just possessed by a ghost for a moment, I didn't mean it."

"Go explain it to the King of Hell yourself!"

--boom--

The man opened his eyes wide in dismay and fell to the ground, his eyes full of shock.

Shen Yao held on to a trace of willpower and looked up at the person in front of him, "What? Is Deputy Commander Jiang standing up for me?"

"It's really rare!"

Jiang Chiye looked down at them, his gentle face looking gloomy and cold because it was hidden in the darkness.

"Shen Yao, do you have to be so sarcastic?" As the cold voice came out, the whole room was covered with a layer of frost.

Shen Yao endured the pain in his body and propped himself up to sit up, leaning against the wall behind him and trying to straighten his back.

Make yourself look less embarrassed, even though you are already very embarrassed.

"Then Deputy Commander Jiang wants to hear something from me, is that right?" He changed the subject and called out affectionately, "Aye~ I'm in so much pain......"

Jiang Chiye responded almost instinctively, kneeling down and caressing Shen Yao's cheek subconsciously, before he could say any gentle words.

A sarcastic voice came from my ear, "You are so easy to fool. Unfortunately, I am tired of playing with you."

Shen Yao pushed Jiang Chiye away and burst into laughter.

Jiang Chiye was pushed hard by Shen Yao, his body swayed slightly, and his eyes instantly turned from gentle to cold.

Staring at Shen Yao intently, "Do you like to humiliate yourself and others so much?"

She stood up slowly, looked at Shen Yao who was laughing wantonly, pursed her lips, and felt sad in her heart. They were not like this before.

Shen Yao's laughter gradually stopped. He raised his head, his eyes full of mockery, "Deputy Commander Jiang, this game is over."

"Don't be so self-absorbed. Everything between us was fake from the beginning to the end. It was all for revenge."

Jiang Chiye's face became increasingly gloomy. He tightly gripped the gun in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white. "Shen Yao, do you really have to do this?"

"You dare to say that you have never liked me, not even a little bit."

Shen Yao was slightly stunned, his eyes moved slightly, and then a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Deputy Commander Jiang, didn't you know the answer a long time ago?"

"Your Jiang family hasn't fallen yet! But that's true. After all, with you here, who would dare to do anything to your Jiang family?"

"Shen Yao!!!" Jiang Chiye was furious, with a hint of blood in his eyes, and waved his hand, "All of you get out."

As the door was closed, the prison instantly became quiet, with only Jiang Chiye and Shen Yao left.

Jiang Chiye stared at Shen Yao with sinister eyes, his chest heaving violently, "Shen Yao, I want you to say it yourself, you have never loved me."

Shen Yao turned his head away, not looking at Jiang Chiye's expression, "Deputy Commander Jiang, what difference does it make whether you say it or not? I'm going to die anyway."

Jiang Chiye slowly walked in front of Shen Yao, squatted down, pinched Shen Yao's chin with his hand, and forced him to look at him.

"Shen Yao, answer me."

Shen Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and his tight throat made him unable to utter a word, especially to Jiang Chiye's injured eyes.

It hurt his chest so much that he took a deep breath and cruelly said, "Never."

Every word he spoke was like swallowing a razor blade, causing sore eyes and slight tremors in pain.

When Jiang Chiye heard this, he stood there in a daze for a long time, his eyes full of disbelief and heartache, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

She laughed crazily, her laughter was sad and painful, her eyes turned red little by little, and she squeezed Shen Yao's hand involuntarily with more force.

Shen Yao felt it hurt when he was pinched, and he groaned vaguely. He always felt that the person in front of him was very dangerous, and he forced himself to stay away from him.

But he was dragged back all of a sudden. The furious Jiang Chiye pressed the man under him, his scarlet eyes full of madness.

"Shen Yao, I don't believe a word you say. Your mouth is always lying. Only your body is honest."

"What are you going to do?" Shen Yao's eyes flashed with panic.

Jiang Chiye grinned, "............gan you."