Chapter 87 Now You Can Kneel

ve her head. She looked up, and a shadow fell over her. He reached out towards her, and she thought he was going to hit her: "Don't hit me!"Without even thinking, she only saw Shen Xiujin reaching for...Jian Tong stared at the check on the table, motionless.

He Wu sneered: "What Don't want to do it"

"Congratulations, Young Master He. Forget it, she's at least the most proud and flamboyant pearl of City S," said a group of people who came with He Wu, but their persuasion didn't come from the heart, more like mockery and ridicule.

"Arrogant, are you" He Wǔ chuckled, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and squinted at Jiǎn Tóng. "With her current state"

Su Meng regretted deeply in her heart.

She never dreamed that Jian Tong would still have a grudge against He Wu and the rest of those wealthy young masters. If she had known, she would never have brought her face to face with this group of people who could do anything.

Jian Tong looked up and scanned her surroundings. Those familiar faces, the companions she once played with, now seemed so strange that she couldn't even recognize them.

She had changed so much that even people who knew her well would hardly recognize her.

"Jian Tong, is it fun to be in prison"

On the sofa, a man suddenly spoke.

Jian Tong's heart skipped a beat as she followed the sound... It was her former partner in crime, someone she used to play games with, fight video game bosses, devour crayfish at night, and joyride with.

"Akuma..."

"Hey, don't call me that," Akuin said from the couch, waving his hand dismissively. "I don't make friends with murderers."

Jian Tong's body trembled slightly, imperceptible to the naked eye. The next second, she gritted her teeth, her head swimming with dizziness. In her ears, she heard the voices of her former playmates.

Su Meng was also greatly surprised... A murderer

She knew, Jian Tong had been to prison, but murder

No, no, no, this fool is so stupid, how could he possibly murder someone.

"I heard you're short on cash," A-kun pulled out a wallet from his waist, a stack of banknotes, estimated to be around thirty thousand yuan, he took the money out of his wallet and threw it on the crystal table: "I have some money here, consider it as hush money for when you kneel down and slap yourself later."

Jian Tong's fists clenched and unclenched at his sides.

Although others weren't as aggressive as He Wu and Ya Kun, they all watched Jian Tong with a gleeful anticipation.

"Are you going to refuse Jian Tong, have you thought this through I heard you really needed this money. I don't know how urgent it is for you, but Su Meng went out of her way to greet you and bring you here... hehe."

Su Meng listened to He Wu's words, regretting it deeply!

If she had known earlier about this past feud between Jian Tong and them, she would never have brought Jian Tong into the den of wolves.

"Greetings, young master. It is wise to show mercy."

"Su Meng, do you have a say in this You're just a watchdog raised by your mysterious big boss, Dong Huang. We're being polite to you because we're giving face to your boss behind the scenes. But if you want to speak in S city, you're not qualified!"

He Wǔ walked in front of Jiǎn Tóng, looking down at her: "Jiǎn Tóng, is face important, or 500,000 yuan important"

He chuckled, asking. He clearly grasped Jian Tong's current dire financial straits.

Su Meng's face turned pale, then dark, then green... But these young masters from prominent families couldn't be completely offended.

On one hand, she was racking her brains on how to take Jian Tong out, while on the other hand, she was thinking about how to cover it up.

Even Shen Xiujin himself wouldn't need to make an enemy of everyone present, including all the powerful families behind them, for a Jian Tong.

"There's no need to kneel down all the time, it's so tacky. He Da Shao, just give us some face, for our big boss' sake, let this go today." Su Meng persuades tactfully.

"Slap!" He Wǔ turned around and slapped Su Mèng's face hard, sneeringly saying:

"Didn't I say so! You have a say in this!"

Jian Tong's eyes were red: "He Wu! This matter has nothing to do with Meng Jie! Why did you hit her!"

"Hey, Jian Tong, don't you think you're still the same Jian Tong from before Do I need to remind you You're nothing now, not even dog **. And you're still putting on airs,"

He Wu, as he spoke, changed his expression and directly reached out with his hand, slapping Su Meng's face again: “Pah!”

"So what if I hit her Jian Tong, do you think you're still the same person you were before What the hell are you now, and you dare to meddle in other people's business"

"Don't hit her!"

"Come on, kneel down! Beg me!" He Wǔ said with a sinister laugh. "Kneel and beg me, and I'll let her go."

"Jian Tong, I'm fine. He can only slap me a few times, he doesn't dare to do anything else. You don't have to worry about him." Su Meng looked at He Wu coldly. She wasn't embarrassed or awkward in the slightest.

Because she was merely a pawn for the Eastern Emperor's boss, He Wu dared to hit her. And because she was just a pawn for the Eastern Emperor's boss, He Wu only dared to hit her and not kill her.

"Slap!" He Wu slapped him again: "Do you dare to disobey me!"

“Congratulations, Wu!” Jian Tong’s eyes were red with fury: “This is between you and me. What exactly do you want!”

Jian Tong was both angry and furious, her eyes bloodshot.

Since meeting Su Meng, Su Meng has done so much for her, and Jian Tong treasures every bit of it.

Maybe some people are like that, where out of a hundred things you do well for them, the single thing you don't do well breaks all ninety-nine previous good ones.

But Jian Tong was different. She cherished Su Meng's kindness to her very much.

Of course, Su Meng couldn't do everything for her. After all, Su Meng had her own life and her own future. It wasn't like others owed Jian Tong anything. Any kindness shown to her was a blessing.

But He Wǔ slapped Sū Mèng's ears again and again right in front of her.

This hurt Jian Tong more than if she had been beaten herself.

"You! What do you want from me! He Wu! You tell me! Speak! Speak!" she roared.

The rough voice, even more unpleasant!

Su Meng was stunned... She had never seen this kind of expression on Jian Tong's face before. Jian Tong had always been indifferent and a little boring, with not many expressions... But why did Jian Tong become so different after being beaten by her

"Little one, I really didn't…"

"Slap!" Before Su Meng could finish his words, He Wu slapped him across the face. Su Meng's face swelled up, and the back of his head hit the corner of the table with a dull "bang."

Jian Tong looked at Su Meng's body, swaying slightly back and forth, her eyes losing focus for a moment.

Her heart skipped a beat: “Ge Wu! I kneel!” Her rough voice, strained to its limit, roared at Ge Wu, “I kneel!”

Jian Tong's knee bent, about to kneel down.

"Hold on," He Wu's voice rang out, accompanied by a "clatter" as the glass in his hand shattered on the ground, splintering into shards. He Wu chuckled and said, "Now you can kneel." but the man's palm was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly, not letting go at all."Don't touch there, Shen Xiujin…" Tears finally welled up in the woman's eyes, her voice hoarse and rough: "Anywh...