Quick Transmigration: Boss Want to Occupy Me

The sound is like a dark wave from hell, the tone is calm, but fear is high.

Dean Luo, who was kneeling on the ground and groaning in pain, trembled and hurriedly cried, "I didn’t, I’m wrong! Little Master, I don’t know that she knows you, or even if I have ten thousand. Don't dare to move her."

"I didn't touch her at all! It was... it was them! It was these two who were dripping with ice water, oh no, Miss Lin Su! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Really?" Su Zhijing didn't move his eyelids. He lifted his chin slightly, and two bodyguards greeted him. The two who had just caught Shili were immediately captured.

Someone instructed: "One hundred degrees of boiling water on one side, the freshly thawed ice water, back and forth, and repeatedly showering for one night, the skin will peel off if you die."

"Yes."

He dragged the two people to the back of the orphanage, the crying begging for mercy came further and further, and finally disappeared silently.

Dean Luo shuddered all over, and the rest of his life let out a sigh of relief.

That kind of punishment for one night is definitely worse than death, and the skin on the body is definitely going to be burned. It is extremely cruel!

In contrast, he was so much better, the blood on the wound on his hand had been stopped, the pain was worsening, and he was sweating profusely but did not dare to hum.

Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't touch her!

Then he heard the voice of Su in the mirror, "It's you."

Dean Luo trembled, "I didn't! Little Master, I didn't touch her, I really didn't touch her! Hey! Hey!"

The bodyguard rushed up, slapped Dean Luo three slaps in a row, and said coldly, "Do you think the young master doesn't know, the red mark on Master Su Si's face is so obvious, where did it come from? Dean Luo , Your good days are over."

Red marks?

hand! !

Dean Luo really wanted to slap his face. He had never regretted it so much. Why did he carelessly slap him? Now he is almost killing him!

"Spare! Forgive! It's because Su Si stole something, so I just moved her casually, please, please let me go, please let me go."

"Young Master?" The bodyguard didn't dare to decide without authorization, bowed his head and waited respectfully for the instructions of the twelve-year-old boy.

He sat in a wheelchair faintly, turning a deaf ear to the cry of the dean, covering Shili's eyes, her soft eyelashes tickling in the palm of his hand.

Let Su act in the mirror, and feel a little joyful.

Su Zhijing touched the little head when he touched the window, as if he was infinitely loving and lazy, and finally said aloud, "Then, gently, crush his limbs, remember, gently. ,slowly."

Gently, slowly,

Crush your limbs,

Let the pain come fierce and clear, and let death always be separated by a line, but never get rid of it.

"Yes."

The bodyguards responded in unison, dragging Dean Luo Qiaoqiao away.

His screams were terrible, and the caller was distraught, but the sound was suddenly muted in the next second.

Shi Li couldn't see it. In fact, he didn't have much interest in watching. When Su took the mirror and let go, his eyes were already clean.

"Let's go."

Su Zhijing sat in, sitting upright.

"Let him be the dean." Shi Li pointed to the man with scars who was kneeling on the ground, and smiled back and called Su Zhijing, "Brother."

Two words, softly, suddenly made Su Zhuojing startled!