"Don't move."

Just these two words were like a cold ice blade scraping past his ears in the dark. Cao Bin, a second-rate guy who only dared to talk big, had never encountered such a thing before. He trembled all over and cold sweat ran down his neck.

He nodded desperately, unable to make any sound and daring not to move rashly.

His mind was blank, and he had no idea when he had ever provoked this kind of person who could grab someone's throat silently.

"Cao Bin, right?"

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low and dangerous tone, each word clearly: "When I speak, you just listen carefully and understand what I mean."

"Don't even think about telling me lies."

"Because all the evidence is in my hands now. If I want, I can put you in jail tomorrow."

Jiang Cheng chuckled softly, but to Cao Bin's ears, that chuckle sounded like the call of the King of Hell, like a death curse.

His body was shaking like a sieve, and he made a few "ah" sounds in response, but he didn't dare say anything else.

Jiang Cheng continued, "Six years ago, you raped a 15-year-old girl under a bridge in the suburbs. She didn't report the crime because she was afraid of being criticized."

"But you repeatedly coerced me into having sex with you several times."

"Finally, she couldn't bear the humiliation any more, so she found a crooked tree in the fields of her hometown and hanged herself."

"Cao Bin, not many people know about this matter now."

"But if I open my mouth you'll get shot in the head."

"But I'll give you a chance, as long as you do what I say. This matter is known only to heaven and earth, you and me."

"Otherwise..."

Jiang Cheng suddenly exerted force, and the few sounds that Cao Bin had been able to utter were now completely blocked in his throat.

He held it in until his whole face turned blue and purple, and he started seeing stars.

Jiang Cheng stopped there and quickly withdrew his hand before he was about to suffocate to death. Then he whispered a few words clearly while he lay on the bed, gasping for breath and lying like a pile of mud.

Then he left silently.

Cao Bin was naked, but sweat had already covered his skin, sticking to the greasy, torn sheets beneath him.

He gritted his teeth and turned over, only to find that a large area under him had been wet since he didn't know when, and the smell of urine rushed into his nose.

But he had no mind to feel ashamed. His head was buzzing and his heart was beating wildly.

It was as if the three souls and six spirits were torn into pieces and could not be put back together.

How is it possible... How is it possible that someone would know about that?

Who is he anyway?

The little girl he raped probably has no one left at home...

Surely he couldn't be her relative?

But if it wasn't her family, who else had a grudge against her?

... ...

No! No!

He asked him to plot against Jiang Fener!

Jiang Fener's enemy!!

Fuck him! That bitch... who the hell did she mess with?

He was really blind to think of provoking such an ignorant slut. Now not only did he get into trouble, but he also got himself into trouble!

No! No!

Cao Bin gritted his teeth, his mouth full of the taste of blood, and rolled off the bed using his hands and feet.

Then he crawled to the wardrobe tremblingly, opened the door, forced himself to stand up, and began to pack his luggage in a hurry.

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Before getting on the bus, Jiang Cheng found a public telephone booth nearby, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then dialed the number.

The person on the other end was shocked for several minutes after hearing his words, and then said in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay, please, I'll tell them for you."

The person who answered the phone was the owner of a newsstand near the old man and his wife's home.

Once before, an old man from Jiangcheng called the village store from a newsstand at midnight. The owner of the store was woken up by the noise and complained to Zhou Ping the next day, saying that this relative of yours was so unreliable. He called someone in the middle of the night and made a fuss while he was still awake and we were still sleeping.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng guessed that this newsstand should be closed very late, and someone should answer the phone at this time.

The owner of the newsstand was a middle-aged woman in her forties. After hearing what Jiang Cheng said, her tone was filled with a strong sense of gossip.

She was the first person to know about this huge scandal. She couldn't calm down for a long time after hanging up the phone, and turned around to chat with her man.

Jiang Cheng drove the shabby square car directly back to the team. After parking the car, he hesitated for a long time and returned home in the dark.

When he reached the door, he tried it and found that the bolt of the gate was not down at all.

She raised her lips silently, thinking that nothing could be hidden from the little fox at home.

He walked into the yard and finally bolted the door.

Then he tiptoed into the main house.

In the bedroom, a beautiful woman with a charming and enchanting figure was sleeping soundly in the soft bedding.

I don’t know if it’s because I dreamed about something or if I didn’t sleep well.

As soon as Jiang Cheng groped his way into the bedroom in the dark, she turned over with a frown.

She hummed softly, then slowly opened her eyes.

"... Where did you come from, you rascal? Sneaking into someone's bedroom in the middle of the night."

Shen Zhiyi's voice also had a muffled nasal tone, which sounded soft and sticky, and especially made people want to bully her.

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