PLTRSC Chapter 1

“Bang—”

The iron door of the basement was violently pushed open and hit the wall heavily, making a loud noise that could startle people.

His eyes were stung by the sudden light and Lu Yinghuai closed them instinctively. When he opened them again, he saw a wheelchair that was already in front of him.

Jiang Tang came alone this time. There was no one behind him to help push his wheelchair. He was holding a syringe in his hand.

Lu Yinghuai lazily sat on the straw mat in the corner: “Lu Danchen finally couldn’t wait any longer and sent you to kill me?”

He was about to make a sarcastic remark, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Tang’s pale face, the words on his lips changed: “What’s wrong with you?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tang’s eyes quickly turned red, making his little face look even paler, and his brown eyes were filled with tears.

“Why are you still crying?” Seeing him like this, Lu Yinghuai couldn’t say anything unpleasant at the moment, and said helplessly, “Aren’t you going to kill me? Come here.”

Jiang Tang shook his head and raised the syringe with his uninjured left hand.

Lu Yinghuai’s hands and feet were cuffed. He knew that he didn’t have much time left. The person in front of him was Jiang Tang. He had no intention of struggling and let Jiang Tang inject an unknown dark red liquid into his body from the side of his neck.

He even tilted his head to make the injection go more smoothly for Jiang Tang.

There were noisy footsteps in the corridor. Jiang Tang looked back at the door in panic. Even Lu Yinghuai could feel his nervousness. He opened his eyes and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lu,” Jiang Tang said the first words of the night. His voice was so hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable. The hand holding the syringe trembled uncontrollably. “It may be a little painful…”

Lu Yinghuai didn’t understand what he meant, but he felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck. Jiang Tang had sped up the injection. The injection, which should have taken more than ten seconds, was completed in just two or three seconds.

The moment the needle was pulled out, blood flowed down the side of his neck. The cold fingers pressed on the needle hole, and the remaining pain seemed to be alleviated a little.

Lu Yinghuai lowered his eyes and found that Jiang Tang was leaning forward and blowing gently on his neck.

He clearly came to kill him, but his behavior was so innocent. Not only did Lu Yinghuai not get angry, his heart softened even more.

From this angle, he could see Jiang Tang’s pale and slender neck, and the vulnerable gland that was exposed to him without any defense. However, the gland was obviously bruised, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding skin, and there were several black spots in the middle of the bruise.

…like the marks of a needle.

Before Lu Yinghuai could observe it more clearly, a figure was pushed into the basement, fell heavily at Lu Yinghuai’s feet, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and then fainted.

“Fang Mu?”

That person turned out to be Fang Mu, Lu Yinghuai’s former assistant whom he hadn’t seen for a year.

“Jiang Tang, you are so capable!” An angry voice came from the door. Lu Danchen walked in while adjusting the cuffs of his suit, followed by several burly Alpha bodyguards.

“Even I have been fooled by you.” Lu Danchen stared at Jiang Tang like a venomous snake, his eyes sinister, “Lu Yinghuai is indeed quite charming, so why did you go to such lengths to stay by my side even at the cost of crippling yourself?”

He raised his hand slightly, and a tall and strong Alpha came over, grabbed Jiang Tang by the collar, pulled him out of the wheelchair and threw him to the ground.

The back of Jiang Tang’s head hit the ground with a dull thud, which made people around him feel their teeth ache, but Jiang Tang didn’t even let out a sound.

“Jiang Tang!” Lu Yinghuai stood up suddenly, but was dragged back to the ground by the chains and his vision went dark. “Lu Danchen, our grudge has nothing to do with Jiang Tang!”

Lu Danchen walked over and grabbed Jiang Tang’s neck like he was carrying trash, lifting him up with his feet off the ground. He slowly tightened his fingers, then turned to look at Lu Yinghuai with an ambiguous smile: “It doesn’t matter? Maybe it didn’t matter before, but now…”

Lu Yinghuai watched Jiang Tang’s originally pale face turn purple. The little omega seemed to have no strength to struggle. His long eyelashes drooped and there was no light in his eyes. He was silent like a broken rag doll.

“This son of a bitch really went to great lengths to buy you time! Making you die from pheromones depletion? Heh! It’s all fake!”

The more Lu Danchen spoke, the more hateful he became. He grabbed Jiang Tang’s hair and slammed the back of his head against the wall like a madman. Soon, a sticky dark red stain appeared on the gray-white wall, and then more and more.

“Let him go!!!” Lu Yinghuai’s eyes were bloodshot, and the shackles and chains rattled as he struggled, but he was unable to break free.

He couldn’t understand what nonsense Lu Danchen was talking about. A strange and hot power kept surging in his body, making it difficult for him to breathe, and his vision kept going black.

He glared at Lu Danchen fiercely, wishing he could skin him alive.

“Let him go? Are you worthy enough to negotiate with me?” Lu Danchen’s voice suddenly rose. He threw Jiang Tang hard against the wall. The thin body fell to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings, motionless.

Lu Yinghuai only saw a large area of ​​blood staining the back of Jiang Tang’s white sweater.

“Wake him up,” Lu Danchen said with an excited smile on his face and a strange light in his eyes, “I want him to see with his own eyes how Lu Yinghuai, whom he had tried so hard to save, will die in my hands!”

The bodyguard Alpha responded and poured a bucket of cold dirty water on Jiang Tang without mercy. Jiang Tang shuddered all over, like a wounded animal drenched by heavy rain. He opened his hazy eyes, but was unable to wake up for a while.

Another bodyguard stepped forward and slapped Jiang Tang in the face, then pinched his chin and forced him to look at Lu Yinghuai.

Lu Yinghuai met those unfocused eyes, and his internal organs seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, causing his lips to tremble slightly in pain.

“It’s over.” Lu Danchen took out a gun from his arms and pointed it at Lu Yinghuai.

“Don’t…” Jiang Tang stared at the gun with his eyes wide open. He had lost too much blood and could only see a vague outline. The buzzing sound in his ears made him want to vomit.

“Kill me and let Jiang Tang go.” Lu Yinghuai stared into the black muzzle of the gun. “As long as you let Jiang Tang go, you can do anything to me.”

“Ha, you’re quite affectionate. I’m almost moved by you,” Lu Danchen smiled as he loaded his pistol. “Unfortunately, I’m not interested in torturing you anymore. You all have to die today.”

He sneered and pulled the trigger.

“Don’t–!!!”

Accompanied by a desperate roar, a wet body threw itself onto Lu Yinghuai, and then warm and sticky liquid splashed onto his face.

Lu Yinghuai lowered his head in disbelief and struggled to catch Jiang Tang’s falling body. The bullet entered Jiang Tang’s back shoulder and a gradually expanding blood flower bloomed under his collarbone.

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