Esports coaches are demons

Chapter 105

The boy picked up a bottle of vodka from the table, unscrewed it, walked up to Cheng Zijian, and looked down at him.

Raising his hand, ignoring the man's sinister eyes, he pinched his chin and forced his mouth to open.

Then, he downed a whole bottle of vodka.

It doesn't matter whether the human body can withstand this level of alcohol stimulation.

Cheng Zijian was forced to swallow half of the bottle of cold wine, and before he had time to swallow it, it slipped down the corner of his mouth and soaked into his clothes.

Drowning-like suffocation.

After she couldn't tell how much she drank, Ke Yue let him go.

Finally struggling from the feeling of drowning, he sucked in the air greedily.

Ke Yue watched his every reaction with a smile, as if she was dissatisfied, she frowned slightly.

"Looks like I drank a little too much."

Caught off guard, she punched Cheng Zijian in the stomach.

Cheng Zijian's pupils shrank suddenly, his stomach was hit hard, and the wine that had not been absorbed violently rolled over. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, fell to the ground, and vomited out a pool of transparent wine.

Under the influence of alcohol, he soon began to feel dizzy, and his stomach was full of nausea.

Suddenly drunk in a very short period of time, his mind is still sober, but his body has gradually begun to lose control of his brain. I have to say that this feeling is really terrible.

Ke Yue was finally satisfied.

Three years ago, I should have been drunk to this extent.

She squatted down, admiring Cheng Zijian's unconscious painful convulsions.

"Cheng Zijian, three years ago, did you ever think that one day I would come back?"

The teenager took out a pair of silk white gloves and put them on slowly, and someone next to her immediately handed her a silver suitcase.

Open the suitcase, and on the black velvet lining are neatly arranged delicate tools.

In front of everyone, she took out a glass tube containing reagents, broke it, and sucked out all the liquid in the glass tube with a syringe.

Slowly push the needle to expel all the air inside.The sharp, slender needle tip glows with a psychedelic silver luster under the light.

The last trace of air was pushed away, and a drop of white water oozed out from the needle, and then fell down again unbearably.

Like the tears of death.

A tingling feeling of dread.

"I think you should recognize this." Ke Yue played with the needle.

"Muscle relaxant, the last glass of wine you handed her back then contained this ingredient."

Cheng Zijian rolled his eyes a little slowly, with undisguised horror on his face.

Seeing that the needle was getting closer, he struggled violently, but one arm was mercilessly held down by two people behind him.

At this moment, he finally felt hopeless.

He could only watch helplessly as the needle tip slowly pierced his skin, and after a brief tingling sensation, it sank into the tissue and precisely found the dark blue vein.

The boy's movements are skillful, beautiful and elegant, as if he is treating a work of art, with extreme seriousness and concentration.

It hurts to be skilled.

The icy liquid medicine penetrated little by little, quickly flowed through the whole body through the blood, and then began to take effect slowly.

Nerve impulses to the skeletal muscles are blocked and the body gradually freezes.

When Ke Yue rearranged the suitcases, Cheng Zijian couldn't even stand up.

His head was on one side, his fingers moved helplessly.

The young man's dosage is very precise, and will not overly inhibit Cheng Zijian's heart and lung muscles, and he can still breathe normally.

"Do you remember what happened next?" She looked down at Cheng Zijian and smiled.

"However, it doesn't matter if you can't remember, I don't mind helping you remember."

"Ace was only one step away from the national championship that year. One week before the final, all the players celebrated in the C201 box of Eden Paradise."

"Even the always indifferent team leader Shen Yue was infected by everyone's warm atmosphere and was persuaded to drink some wine."

The young man's voice was light, his face was calm and he was even smiling, so irrelevant that he seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"That's the captain of ace, the first time he got drunk."

Get drunk in front of trusted people for the first time.

The members of the Ke family helped Cheng Zijian to sit on the sofa again.

"In the end, when she couldn't move anymore because of the muscle relaxants, guess what happened?" The boy smiled and bent down, staring into Cheng Zijian's eyes.

Unfortunately, Cheng Zijian was unable to answer her question.

The young man sighed, the tails of his peach-blossom eyes were flushed, and bloodshot gradually appeared.

Suddenly, her hand grabbed the hair on the back of Cheng Zijian's head, and dragged him off the sofa abruptly.

This is not over yet, the teenager continued to walk forward, counting while walking, and when she reached the sixth step, she stopped.

Cheng Zijian was dragged there, and the broken glass on the ground scratched his skin, leaving several bloodstains on the smooth ground.

Muscle relaxants did not block the pain. Cheng Zijian, who was dizzy from the alcohol, woke up instantly under the stimulation of pain.

The boy mercilessly threw him to the ground, hitting his head on the ground.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, Ke Yue stepped on Cheng Zijian's right arm.

That kick was so hard that my scalp felt numb just looking at it.

All the weight of a person is on the fragile arms. Even if the boy is relatively thin, it is enough to overwhelm the bones.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that people could hear the very clear sound of bones breaking. This sound was extremely slow and long, with the noise of the fractures rubbing against each other.

Someone couldn't help but gasp.

Cheng Zijian couldn't even wail, only the more and more rapid panting and the sweat dripping from his forehead clearly told how much pain he had at the moment.

The rest of Wuzhou's team members watched the silent torture with horror on their faces, and cold sweat dripped down their backs.

Today, everything that happened that night three years ago is happening again.

However, the identity of the protagonist has been reversed.

And that's only part of it.

Three years ago, after Shen Yue was physically unable to move, there was an hour-long beating and torture.

and all kinds of verbal sarcasm.

The scene was so chaotic that Ke Yue could only remember a few sporadic fragments.

Only the pain of being stung when the alcohol touched the wound replayed in her daily dreams, making it difficult for her to sleep.

Ke Yue frowned again.

"It seems that I haven't used enough strength."

"I remember that three years ago, the captain passed out from the pain."

No one answered her.

"Forget it, it's better to be awake." The boy squatted down.

She took out a butterfly knife and slid it deftly, the sharp blade wandering over Cheng Zijian's arm.

"I don't quite know what happened after the captain fainted. Can anyone tell me how did she get the injury on her arm?"

People without a boat have long been shrouded in fear of the unknown, and no one will answer.

"Can't you tell?" She smiled, pressing down on the blade, and blood flowed out.

"Then, I'll break the tendons in your hands one by one."

"After all, the results are similar, and it's not something worth caring about."

(End of this chapter)