Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 56 Violent Aesthetics: Yandere Male Ghost Top VS Arrogant, Sharp-tongued, Wealthy Human Bott

Shang Shi's gaze followed his eyes and saw a few bricks piled up in the corner.

It's possible that someone was passing by and threw it in through the window.

He doesn't understand.

But under Jiang Xiyu's commanding gaze, he obediently walked over and picked up the brick.

Do you need this?

Actually, Shang Shi thinks this is also very good.

He suddenly remembered that day, his first meeting with Jiang Xiyu in that alley, when he was hitting someone with a brick.

Shang Shi's lips curled into an uncontrollable smile, and even the depths of his eyes revealed an eager excitement.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at Shang Shi's expression without leaving a trace, and cursed him under her breath as a little pervert.

The next second, Jiang Xiyu reached out, took the brick from his hand, and weighed it in her own hand.

Looking at his empty palm, Shang Shi called out to him, somewhat puzzled, "Brother."

Jiang Xiyu asked, "Are you really going to kill him?"

Shang Shi paused for a moment, then nodded firmly.

So Jiang Xiyu took the brick, walked past Shang Shi, and went to the old man.

“There are some things you’re not suited to do, so I’ll do them for you,” Jiang Xiyu said calmly.

Originally, he only wanted to give up the old man's power, but now, Shang Shi is acting like a madman and wants his life.

Jiang Xiyu had no choice but to take matters into her own hands since she couldn't let Shang Shi do it.

"Brother, you..." Shang Shi turned around in shock to look at him, walked to his side, and couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Although your plan differs slightly from mine today, the ultimate goal is the same."

Jiang Xiyu raised her hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains splattered on Shang Shi's face, then handed the handkerchief to him, her voice soft and gentle: "This time, be obedient, Shang Shi."

It means, don't interfere.

Shang Shi tightened his grip on his side, looked down at the white handkerchief stuffed in his palm, and remained silent.

Imitating how Jiang Xiyu wiped his face, he pretended to wipe his other cheek, and then, when Jiang Xiyu wasn't looking, he secretly put the handkerchief to his nose and smelled it.

Sure enough, after smelling the fragrance that belonged to Jiang Xiyu, he put it into his pocket with satisfaction.

Having succeeded, Shang Shi suppressed the urge to smile. [A polite smile, a polite smile]

"..."

Jiang Xiyu, who witnessed Shang Shi's mysterious actions out of the corner of her eye, almost slipped while holding the brick.

nerve.

The old man, who had witnessed all of this shady dealings, was so angry his eyes almost bled.

Alpha, it's Alpha and Alpha again!!!

Putting aside the deception, just this one point alone—the shame his son brought him years ago has not yet been washed away, and years later, his son, his son actually, has followed in his footsteps again.

Due to the AO reagent injected, his condition was extremely unstable, and he seemed to be hallucinating.

He mistook Shang Shi for Shang Yu, and Jiang Xiyu for his own son, Jiang Xiaoming.

With tears streaming down her face, she stared at Shang Shi, who looked so much like Shang Yu, her eyes almost bursting open.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" (Why!!! I'm going to kill you, kill all of you!!!)

Jiang Xiyu's attention was drawn to the commotion, and she didn't want to waste any more time.

He walked to the old man's side and pressed his long, slender fingers, which were anything but gentle, against the old man's head.

The old man's tone was filled with rage, as if he wanted to tear Jiang Xiyu to pieces.

He mistook him for Jiang Xiaoming.

"Ugh!" (You unfilial son!)

Jiang Xiyu's slender fingers, far from gentle, pressed down on the old man's head.

His cold frown and the look in his eyes were no less madness and obsession than Shang Shi's.

The emotions that had been suppressed within the original owner seemed to have found an outlet at this moment.

Jiang Xiyu felt it, and her heart sank to the point of suffocation.

He took a deep breath, looked quietly at the old man, and suddenly smiled, as if speaking for someone else, "I really don't like being controlled by others."

"Who do you think you are? Why do you like to control other people's lives so much?"

As Jiang Xiyu spoke, her eyes sharpened.

Completely ignoring the old man's struggles, the hand holding the brick mercilessly smashed it hard against the old man's gland.

After a dull thud, the person collapsed to the ground like a withered leaf.

Jiang Xiyu's impeccably tailored suit was also stained with blood.

His pupils reflected that red color, and he casually tossed the brick to the ground without any expression.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps.

The assistants and bodyguards who arrived a step later were stunned by the bloody scene and stopped at the door, hesitating to go forward.

They looked up at the person standing there.

The first thing they saw was a strikingly handsome face. Then, the person who had been facing away from them turned around, revealing an even more sickly, yet still beautiful face to the bodyguards.

Two perfect faces alternated, and at this moment, they possessed an eerie, deadly beauty.

Those present were stunned into silence.

Shang Shi turned around and stood in front of Jiang Xiyu, his shadow completely enveloping Jiang Xiyu behind him, as if to protect him.

He narrowed his eyes, and the next moment, he actually gave the bodyguards a harmless smile.

If you ignore the cold curve, it's absolutely mesmerizing.

The bodyguards shuddered.

Just as Shang Shi was considering taking a step forward to deal with the bodyguards who had witnessed the crime scene, they suddenly all turned their backs.

Shang Shi: "..."

Jiang Xiyu walked to his shoulder, reached out and touched Shang Shi's tense body, suppressing his murderous intent, and explained, "It's nothing, it was my arrangement."

Shang Shi's fiercely prepared expression softened immediately. He reached out and took Jiang Xiyu's hand in his. His once clean and slender fingers were now stained with specks of blood.

He tugged at his clothes, carefully wiping away the blood, then reverently lowered his head and kissed it, whispering, "It's dirty, brother."

Jiang Xiyu didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she twisted her wrist and grabbed Shang Shi's hand, saying, "Let's go."

The merchant remained unmoved.

Jiang Xiyu looked at him with suspicion.

Looking at the old man and the bloodstains, Shang Shi smiled and said, "Brother, you should go first. I'll clean this up."

As he spoke, he was about to step forward to deal with the old man.

Jiang Xiyu stopped him and said, "No need."

He didn't strike with enough force to kill the old man.

He just needed it, but the old man couldn't bring himself to ask.

Because compared to letting someone die so easily, living is the real torture for someone like him who is used to being high and mighty.

But if Shang Shi were to deal with it and discover that the old man wasn't quite dead, he might just finish him off.

Jiang Xiyu's attitude was firm: "Come with me, or I'll get angry."

Shang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The fact that he wasn't dealing with the crime scene really made him feel like there were bugs crawling inside him.

But compared to all of these, my brother is the most important.

At worst, if things aren't handled well, he'll make an exception again.

Having figured it out, Shang Shi squeezed his fingers between Jiang Xiyu's fingers, grasping them tightly, their ten fingers intertwined.

A current of electricity traveled from my palm to my limbs.

Damn, that's so cheesy.

Jiang Xiyu looked up at Shang Shi and saw his bright eyes, but couldn't bring herself to refuse.

And so the two of them walked away hand in hand, leaving in a perfectly legitimate manner.

Before leaving, Jiang Xiyu glanced at her assistant.

The assistant nodded repeatedly, as if counting sieves, indicating that he would definitely handle it well.

Shang Shi paused, looking at him with a chilling gaze.

assistant:"……"

Then, he saw a living person change their face.

Shang smiled politely at them and said, "Thank you for your help. Could you please return my treasures after this is over?"

The assistants and bodyguards fell silent as they looked at the bloodstained scalpel and axe on the ground, the pile of murder weapons on the table, and the opened reagents.

"..."

I was trembling with fear, I dared not, I dared not.

Okay, okay, please go ahead.

Once the two figures were finally out of sight, the assistants and bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the sponsor gave them so much money, they handled the situation very carefully on-site, even cleaning up the item that someone had requested and taking it back with them.

As soon as the group returned to the car, they heard some... noise.