Chapter 81 Yandere Boy 25

Chu Qingqing grew angrier the more she thought about it. When had she ever been treated like this? She hadn't done anything wrong. If it weren't for that bitch Mu Qiu actively seducing her Junyi brother, why would she have written such a post? All she wanted was for her to get out of school.

Before she even reached the grocery store, two black cars suddenly appeared beside her, blocking her way.

Several burly men in black suits and sunglasses, with their hair neatly combed, got out of the car and slowly walked towards her.

"What do you want?" Chu Qingqing was so frightened by this situation that she took a step back.

"Our young master invites you for tea," the leading man said slowly, his tone authoritative. "Would you like to get in the car willingly, or do we need to do it ourselves?"

"I'm not going. I don't know you. Aren't you afraid of doing this in broad daylight..." Before he could finish speaking, someone raised their hand, knocked him unconscious, and carried him into the car.

The car started slowly and quickly left the spot.

When Chu Qingqing opened her eyes again, the room was dimly lit with only a faint light. She remembered what had just happened and began to feel scared. Had she been kidnapped?

She looked around. The room was quite large. It took her a while to adjust to the darkness of the room. She noticed that there seemed to be a lot of things on the walls.

She went inside and saw rows of iron tools; she could smell the lingering stench of blood on them as she got closer.

She screamed and fell to the ground in fright, trembling all over. The darkness and the fear of the unknown made her heart race and cold sweat broke out on her body.

She didn't know if she screamed too loudly, but the door was opened shortly afterward, and she looked at the person who opened the door in horror.

To her surprise, it was a very handsome young man, which immediately put her at ease; he wasn't one of the men who had just kidnapped her.

She immediately put on a pitiful expression and begged him for help, "Brother, I've been kidnapped, please help me get out of here."

"Heh." Seeing her pretentious act, Mu Chen sneered.

His tone was gentle, but his words chilled you to the bone: "Want to get out? Sure, go pick out a torture device and use it on yourself. As long as you don't die, I'll definitely let you out."

Chu Qingqing was startled by his words, and when she looked at Mu Chen again, she found that his expression had become impatient.

Mu Chen snapped at her impatiently, "Hurry up, I don't have much patience!"

Chu Qingqing trembled with fear, gasping for breath before shouting, "You can't touch me! I'm Junyi's man. If he finds out, you're dead! You'd better let me go now!"

"Thanks for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten." Mu Chen suddenly remembered something, and smiled very happily, but it sent a chill down one's spine. "I just thought of a new way to play, want to try it?"

He shouted, "Bring Jun Yinan in."

Then Jun Yinan was dragged in like a dead dog and thrown on the ground.

When Chu Qingqing saw Jun Yinan covered in blood on the ground, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She trembled like a leaf, her face turned pale, her heart pounded, and she couldn't breathe.

The smell of blood was particularly strong in the darkness. Mu Chen looked at the two of them, his fake smile disappearing. He spoke to Jun Yinan, who was lying on the ground in pain and unable to move, as if trying to coax him, "Didn't you just want me to let you go? Now I'll give you a chance. Go and cut off the woman's fingers one by one, and I'll let you go."

After saying that, he placed a knife next to him.

Upon hearing these words, Jun Yinan, who had suffered endless torment, was relieved of his suffering. He stirred, raised his face, and looked at the person opposite him. He was already on the verge of losing his mind due to the torture.

When he raised his face, Chu Qingqing saw his face clearly and screamed again, looking at Jun Yinan in horror.

The man's face was a bloody mess, with some skin and flesh torn out, revealing the bloody lines beneath the flesh—it was more terrifying than a ghost.

Looking at the woman's terrified and disgusted eyes, Jun Yinan, who was in a daze, suddenly felt no pity. All he could think about was cutting off her fingers and he would be free.

He picked up the knife and slowly walked forward. Chu Qingqing retreated in terror. Realizing she was trying to run away, Mu Chen ordered the people guarding the door to restrain Chu Qingqing.

Chu Qingqing could only watch helplessly as Jun Yinan approached, followed by a shrill scream.

The stench of blood in the room grew stronger, but Mu Chen's expression remained unchanged. His eyes grew darker and darker. One dared to seduce him with her face, and the other dared to spread rumors about Qiu Qiu online. It was already good enough that he could restrain himself from killing them.

If it weren't for the fact that Chu Qingqing is a woman and he doesn't want to run into her, he would have taken matters into his own hands. But things are fine as they are now.

The information says that Jun Yinan likes Chu Qingqing, but it seems that his affection is nothing more than that.

The woman's screams in the room gradually became hoarse. Mu Chen watched silently as her fingers broke off one by one, then left with satisfaction and sent someone to take them to the hospital.

He didn't care whether Jun Yinan's face could be healed or whether Chu Qingqing's severed fingers could be used again after being reattached.

He had already refrained from killing for Qiuqiu's sake. If they dared to cause trouble again after they got out, he wouldn't mind sending them to Myanmar, where it's not uncommon for someone to die.

That evening, thousands of people on S University's campus forum had their accounts permanently banned, and no amount of appeals could get them back.

The page that blocked their accounts also displayed a warning letter, advising them to be careful with their comments in the future, as they might lose their lives one day.

After finishing these tasks, Mu Chen stopped typing. He opened his phone to see what Qiu Qiu was doing, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have installed a camera yet.

Remembering that Qiuqiu was his girlfriend calmed him down. He thought about how they had added each other on WeChat, and how much time had passed, and he was sure Qiuqiu would message him. Full of anticipation, he logged onto WeChat.

He found there were no messages at all, and his smile froze, his hand gripping the phone tightening.

Doesn't Qiuqiu miss him?

I haven't sent him a single message from morning till night.

Have you forgotten about him?

How much does she actually like him?

Shouldn't he be thinking of her all the time, just like him?

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became. He wanted to go to her and ask her if she had ever thought about him.

He stared at the chat box, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed and deleted, feeling both distressed and tormented.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness and injustice. In the past, he would have definitely tied her to his side, but after witnessing her suicide, he dared not have such thoughts again. He did not want to lose her again.