Chapter 2001 Sir, please get a rose tattoo 42

Behind the iron gate, in a dark corner where barely any light could be seen, Su's father stared at Su Linyuan.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with fear and hatred, as if he were looking at an uncontrollable mad dog.

No, this kind of madman is not his Ayuan!

He saw Su Linyuan lift his foot and approach him little by little, holding up the news of Yu Qing's injury with his usual gentle smile.

She even carefully explained it to him.

After he had completely lost hope, he took out a knife and slowly and methodically sharpened the blade as it scraped across the ground.

"Dad, how many friends have you made over the years? You can even write things to mock me, right? Now, write them down."

Su Fu's heart trembled with despair, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Over the years, he has not only had to evade debts but also police pursuit. Apart from Yu Qing, he doesn't know anyone else.

He shook his head, but Su Linyuan didn't believe him. He raised his knife and cut off one of his fingers. Before he could scream, Su Linyuan kicked him in the chest.

Seeing that he couldn't even call out, he smiled with satisfaction: "Dad, don't lie to me. You know I've been smart since I was little, and I'm not easily fooled."

Su's father was in so much pain that he could barely breathe, and all he could do now was shake his head; he couldn't say a word to anyone.

A short while later, the second finger also fell off.

Afraid of being kicked again, he didn't even dare to scream.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

Su Fu truly experienced what hell on earth was like. When his finger reached the seventh one, he didn't know where the courage came from, but he slowly drew two crooked characters on the ground, mixed with blood—

Si Jin.

Wasn't this kid going to kill all his friends?

Then go and kill Si Jin too, and make that usurper lawyer pay the price he deserves!

However, something inexplicably provoked Su Linyuan, and he severed all three of his remaining fingers.

Su's father fainted from the pain, and Su Linyuan slowly got up, splashed him with a basin of water to wake him up, and warned him in a cold voice: "Watch your words."

Having said that, he picked up the dagger and slowly walked out the door.

I'm relieved to know he doesn't have any other friends.

Su Linyuan was in a good mood and quickly cleaned the blood off the knife. Just as he was about to take a shower, he saw Si Jin standing calmly at the door.

The man leaned back casually, his glasses chain gleaming coldly under the incandescent light, like a warning, a menacing reminder.

Seeing this, Su Linyuan felt inexplicably weak in the knees.

Sheathing the dagger, the boy subconsciously lowered his head obediently and called out, "Brother."

He hurriedly explained, "I didn't kill anyone. That man owes me, that woman owes you, I just want to get it back. And today, I was just giving you a warning, I..."

Seeing that Si Jin's expression remained unchanged, Su Linyuan's panic was further compounded by a layer of grievance.

He stopped talking, took a few steps over, and, as he had done countless times before, pitifully grabbed Si Jin's sleeve: "I just want him to pay back what he owes me and the Su family over the years. You can't make me memorize the laws that apply to this."

"After I've taken my revenge, if you're willing, you can personally send me in."

At this moment, Si Jin was unwilling to bring up any hypocritical justice, lest he appear even more hypocritical than "justice" itself.

But he always felt that in this dimension, he should teach A Yuan something.

This is the true meaning of this plane's existence. He simply said, "Ten or twenty years, and you're still stuck there?"

“I’m willing.” Su Linyuan lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice, “I promised you that I would always… be clean and pure.”