"I...what am I afraid of you for? I...I didn't do anything wrong."
Although Qian Duoxin didn't say so, his expression had already given him away.
Even his body betrayed him.
Because, at this moment, his feet were trembling slightly and he couldn't control them.
"Haha, really?"
After Ye Zihao saw this, he deliberately teased and said, "But why are your feet shaking?"
"I... it's none of your business that my feet are shaking?" Qian Duoxin immediately retorted and cursed.
"Haha! You are quite stubborn!"
Ye Zihao sneered, then took a deep breath, and then exhaled the smoke with a "huh" sound.
"You...don't smoke here, you...get out!"
Qian Duoxin's nose is sensitive to the smell of smoke. When Ye Zihao smoked, he kept covering his nose.
"Young Master Qian, don't rush me away. The purpose of my coming tonight is to ask you something."
Ye Zihao smiled strangely and asked.
"What...what happened?"
Qian Duoxin suddenly became alert and said.
Ye Zihao suppressed his smile and looked very gloomy, especially his tone, which seemed to have a creepy chill.
"I heard that you sent a killer to assassinate me. Is this true?"
etc?
He...he knows, this...this is impossible! I hired the killer with a lot of money, and it is said that he has never failed. Could it be that this kid Ye Zihao is testing me?
Qian Duoxin couldn't help but become suspicious and said.
So, he bit the bullet and denied it, saying: "I...I don't know what you said."
"Oh? I don't know?"
"Is it because I don't know, or because I don't dare to admit it?"
Ye Zihao sneered and made a deliberate joke.
"I...I haven't done anything, I...I'm damn admitting it, don't put the shit basin on my head."
Qian Duoxin scolded him angrily.
At this time, Ye Zihao stood up slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.
His action frightened Qian Duoxin.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Qian Duoxin was on alert and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Soon, he was pushed to the corner.
"What do I want to do? Haha! I want to confirm whether it is your mouth that is tough or my fist that is tough."
Ye Zihao sneered, and the chill emanating from his body gave people a terrifying feeling.
"You...you want to kill me?"
At this time, Qian Duoxin was so frightened that he had to urinate.
His pants suddenly became wet, urine dripped down from his crotch, and his face turned pale as if he had seen a ghost.
"Haha! I kind of want to!"
Ye Zihao smiled disdainfully, but his words frightened Qian Duoxin.
As a result, Qian Duoxin lost his mind and wanted to run away.
So, while Ye Zihao wasn't paying attention, he quickly ran towards the door.
Just when he wanted to open the door and escape, he was shocked to find that the door to the room could not be opened.
"Forehead?"
Qian Duoxin's expression was slightly startled, and he said with a desperate expression: "Why... why can't it be opened?"
"Because, I locked it!"
Suddenly, a chilling voice sounded behind Qian Duoxin.
As a result, Qian Duoxin was so frightened that he sat on the ground. He turned around and saw Ye Zihao slowly walking towards him.
His butt subconsciously moved back, but before he could move a little, he was forced behind the door.
The whole person...has no way out!
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Qian, I won't kill you!"
Ye Zihao knelt down and blew a puff of smoke into Qian Duoxin's face.
"Ahem!"
"Ahem!"
"Ahem!"
…
Qian Duoxin, whose nose was sensitive to the smell of smoke, kept coughing, apparently choking on the smoke.
"Yi Zihao! You...don't blow the smoke into my face, I...I'll fuck your mother!"
Qian Duoxin scolded him angrily.
"How dare you say another word?"
Ye Zihao's expression became extremely cold, especially his eyes, which looked like a devil from hell.
Say it!
He took off his cigarette butt, then used Qian Duoxin's forehead as an ashtray and burned the cigarette butt on his forehead.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"It's hot... it's burning me to death! Ouch!"
Suddenly, Qian Duoxin screamed fiercely.
At this time, Ye Zihao had no intention of stopping, so he asked coldly, "Young Master Qian, whose mother did you say you fucked just now?"
"I...fuck..."
Qian Duoxin originally wanted to say "fuck you", but he saw that Ye Zihao had no intention of restraining himself.
Therefore, he quickly changed his words and said: "I...I fucked...my mother! Yes! It was me who fucked my mother!"
"Haha! If your mother hears this, she will probably regret giving birth to such a useless son like you."
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully and said.
"You...you you!"
Suddenly, Qian Duoxin was speechless.
In fact, he wanted to curse, Damn it! Wasn't I forced by you anyway?
But does he dare to say this sentence?
Don't dare!
Because Ye Zihao was burning his forehead with a cigarette butt.
"What's wrong? Do you think I'm still wrong?" Ye Zihao asked back, deliberately sarcastic.
"Oh shit!"
"Yi Zihao, you...kill me if you have the ability! As long as I don't die, you will!"
Faced with Ye Zihao's repeated provocations, Qian Duoxin seemed to have had enough, and was clearly irritated.
"Oh? You're still talking back, right? I told you to talk back!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao slapped him directly, with such force that even he felt his palm hurt, let alone Qian Duoxin who was slapped.
"Damn it! You...you dare to hit me?"
Qian Duoxin was furious and stared at Ye Zihao with angry eyes.
"So what if I hit you?"
"I'm still addicted to fighting!"
Say it!
Without saying a word, Ye Zihao slapped him a few more times.
"Pia!"
"Pia!"
"Pia!"
…
Qian Duoxin's head was seen shaking back and forth, with stars in his eyes. His face was swollen like a pig's head, especially the palm prints, which were clearly visible, as if they had been marked with a red-hot iron.
After a while!
Ye Zihao was also a little tired from smoking, so he stopped.
Seeing blood flowing from the corners of Qian Duoxin's mouth, he was very excited. At this moment, he screamed like crazy.
"Yi Zihao!"
"I...I won't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being!"
Qian Duoxin shouted hoarsely, and his face turned very red, especially the veins on his forehead, which were bulging one by one, looking very ferocious.