dream eater

Chapter 23 Don't Cry

Jiang impressively was too cautious, and too indifferent to his own safety.After Spade was caught by accident, he completely lost trust in the minions around him. In order to prevent surprises, he only brought doctors and nurses and a few members of the intelligence team used by Tsurui to secretly go to the rescue.

But Jiang impressively still trusted Fan Tian.

At the same time, the location of the rescue was revealed by the accompanying medical staff assigned by Fan Tian.

The traitors, who were closer to the rescue target, turned the rescue into a real trap.

The panic on the face of the timid Kane and the distress signal in his eyes did not arouse suspicion, and the door of the abandoned house in the suburbs where the two fugitives were hiding was slowly opened with the "creak" sound of rusty hinges.

Kane knelt down at the feet of Jiang Heran who rushed into the house first, and apologized sadly.

A series of guns were aimed at Jiang Heran. After looking around the room, the fearless leader threw away the gun that could take away at least one back when the other party put the muzzle on the head of Tsurui who was unconscious in a pool of blood. Blade, disarm and surrender.

"They threatened me with the lives of Mr. He and my family to keep me silent..."

Jiang Heran helped Kane up, wiped away the tears from those green eyes, and touched the corners of the other's eyes, "Don't cry."

This was originally an ordinary young man with a happy family and a bright future, but because of their willful arrangements, they were involved in these dirty conspiracies and disputes.

"It's not your fault, you've done a good job."

It’s better to be a person who lives in a clean world. He has good character and kindness. If you give him a little sincerity, he will return the same sincerity.

Jiang impressively wants to be an ordinary person in his next life.

The side outside the house and the traitors lurking outside confronted each other.The gun aimed at Jiang Heran was like an interview microphone, following the target as the man walked around the room.

Jiang Heran walked up to Tsurui who was lying on the dilapidated sofa, knelt down on one knee, and unwrapped the cloth strip Kane had randomly tied around Tsurui's abdomen to stop the bleeding, and put on a bandage brought by the medical staff.

"If you don't shoot, you will be caught alive." The person interviewed expressed his opinion: "Whether it is to blackmail or seek revenge, it is enough to leave me here alone. Their lives are worthless. It is also easy to let They go back and pass on a message, lest my subordinates who have seen all kinds of extortion in my organization think that some idler is celebrating April Fool's Day early."

Jiang Heran looked at the rash on Tsurui's arm due to dust allergy, and covered his mouth and nose with two layers of gauze to filter out the dust floating in the room, "His life is more precious than mine. It’s best for Cai to rescue him first, I don’t have a good memory, and he is in charge of all the assets.”

"We will ensure the safety of Team Leader Crane."

Spade put away his gun and took out a pair of metal handcuffs, "I also ask the leader to cooperate."

Jiang took the shackles calmly and wrapped them around his wrists.

"Boss, don't..." The cowardly person in the room was the one with the most courage to speak out.

Jiang Heran looked back into the green eyes of the other party, he suddenly thought of Fan Tian - he was glad that he was not present, and regretted that he broke his promise tonight.

Jiang impressively shook his head and smiled, and the handcuffs clicked into place.

Three years of internal infiltration and exchange of blood, Jiang's impressive trust and connivance, every move on the chessboard, and careful planning that considered various possibilities. Get what you want.

Originally, Fan Tian, ​​who was going to follow up the progress of the investigation on the disappearance of the leader and Crane's deputy, left the venue early on the grounds that he was in a bad mood.

He is the "loyal" adopted son of the leader, and also the "comfortable" lover of the leader, a man who has done bad things and got the sympathy he didn't deserve.Those in the know admire his cold blood and acting skills, and those who don't know entrust their trust in the leader to him. Everything is running normally according to his conspiracy, so Fan Tian doesn't understand why he is panicking for no reason.

For the complicated feelings of human nature, Fan Tian is an excellent imitator.

In appropriate situations, follow the example of other people's emotions and respond appropriately.

But most of the time, he doesn't understand why he laughs, why he worries, why he cares.

Will not be easily affected by the outside world, lack of empathy for human beings.Some are just the greed taught to him by his growing environment, which engulfs all available things around him.

But he probably knew where the root of the panic was, it was the only unstable variable now, and it was also the spoils of war after his victory this time.

It was still dark, and Fan Tian made it in time for the appointment to meet tonight.

They finally met tonight.

Meet and don't know each other.

When Fan Tian opened the door, he thought that there would be a typhoon and tsunami disaster scene in the house, but the man whose eyes were covered by a mask and his hands were handcuffed behind him was just lying quietly on the bed, with his ankles for him to stay in the house. The chains of the small-scale movement still maintained the appearance when he was imprisoned in this room before, wrapping around his feet, like a poisonous snake protecting the lord.

From Jiang's slightly sunken ankles and outstretched long legs, Fan Tian saw the opponent's chest stretched out of the outline of the body by the shirt due to the posture of holding his hands behind his back, his thin and lightly pursed lips, and his straight body half covered by the mask. bridge of the nose.

Once you look at Jiang Heran in a different state of mind, you will find that there is a fatal sexual attraction in him.

The grievances are over, it's time to talk to his prisoners.

Fan Tian should thank Jiang imposingly at this time, no longer need to cover up his hostility, no need to play up his feelings.

Thank him for taking care of him even though he has been used as a substitute all the time, thank him for helping him pave the way, and thank him for his "hospitality" these days.

But he seemed to have nothing to say to Jiang Heran, and even at this moment, he didn't want to make any noise to let Jiang Heran know his identity.

It was really hard to take off the mask after wearing it for a long time, Fan Tian's panic was telling him that if this person saw through, something would be different.

Jiang Heran didn't hold back the idea of ​​suddenly violently resisting, and even didn't bother to enter the alert state when someone came into his attack range, unless he could use the handcuffs to grind off his wrist, and then put the trapped foot Cut it down, otherwise even if you kill the people who come in, it doesn't make any sense.

He didn't even think about saving himself.

Until the man whose footsteps sounded like a man who came in touched his waist and untied his belt.

A sharp kick forced the attacker back two steps.

Fan Tian had been prepared for a long time, he couldn't untie the opponent's belt, so he stood in a place where he wouldn't be bitten by this trapped beast, and slowly untied his own belt.

Fan Tian had never had any conflicts with Jiang Heran. This violent leader was really skilled, but the prisoner whose hands and feet were bound, under the absolute advantage of the other party, was finally tied up with belts around his ankles. Completely reduced to the situation of being slaughtered by others.

Jiang Heran thought about the possibility of being captured alive, he might be tortured, gouging out flesh and cutting off limbs, he could accept it, but he never thought that he would be raped.

"Get out—don't touch me."

The darkness in front of him turned into boundless crimson, and the irritated blood seemed to squeeze through his heart, boiling in his heart, and his body's self-protection mechanism, which was as sick as himself, tried to burn himself in this way s life.

The plan of breaking his wrists with handcuffs seems to be feasible, because during the frantic struggle, he felt that his hands with "cracking" joints were slightly slid outwards with the help of some kind of wet liquid.

The fluid was his blood, but he felt no pain.

"I am going to kill you."

"Don't you fucking touch me."

The screams of anger faded after he was rolled over on the bed, and became silent after his pants were forcibly taken off.

The first thing to be burned away was his self-esteem.

The man riding behind him parted his buttocks, pressed his sexual object against his deformed organ, and thrust forward.

His sight and mind gradually became blank, and Jiang impressively gradually lost the feeling that he was still alive.

He was still struggling, but it was more like trembling than struggling, shaking into a leaf blowing in the wind.

Fan Tian touched the place where the two had intercourse.

It's obviously very wet, but like a chaste woman, she doesn't allow him to invade.

The body is still the same body, but for some reason, it lacks some important taste.

Is it because the opponent's resistance is too disappointing?

But the desire to conquer of the superior is reflected in domestication.I thought in a wicked way, shouldn't it be that the more the coerced person resists, the more excited the perpetrator is?

The man who interpreted his thoughts realized that he didn't seem to want to do violence to Jiang impressively.

He liked Jiang's impressive initiative.

Jiang Heran had always been active and dissolute under him, so much so that he almost forgot how proud this man was in front of others.

Jiang Heran only resisted him as a stranger, this thought inexplicably made Fan Tian happy, so relying on his control over this body, he moved gently in the opponent's body.

The body that was still in the sexual desire period was separated from his personality.Obviously during the attack, he was so angry that his heart hurt like being cut by a knife, but the vile organs that were penetrated couldn't help but produce physical pleasure.

Jiang Heran gave up his body, no longer struggled needlessly, like a dead body entering the rigor stage, allowing his erratic consciousness to wander in nothingness, attached to flowers, attached to trees, wherever he went, The farther the better.

The anniversary of Elays' death was approaching, so he might be able to go west along the road to see Elays.

The afterglow of the setting sun will cast extremely beautiful light and shadow on the smooth surface of the tombstone.

Is it evening now?It was still night.

I don't know if the news of his distress came back-hope not.

Will his lover be waiting for him to come home?What is his lover doing?

"Fan Tian..."

Jiang impressively whispered unconsciously.

The man whose name was called stopped and turned the other person's face towards him.

During the movement, the mask moved up slightly, and a tear slid down the gap of the eye mask supported by the bridge of the nose.

is he crying

Fan Tian thought about seeing Jiang Heran lose control of his emotions and cry, but it shouldn't be so quiet, which made him feel distressed.

Fan Tian wanted to appease him.

It's not that I think this kind of behavior should be done at this time, and I have no intention of performing it. The only purpose is to let Jiang hold back his tears.

Fan Tian licked and kissed Jiang Heran's scabbed gunshot wound on his shoulder and back softly.

The "dead corpse" under him moved as if possessed by a soul, and then trembled uncontrollably like drowning.

"Fan Tian..."

Jiang Heran called out again, still like the unconscious voice, slightly hallucinatory.

He asked: "—Is that you?"