Dear Commander-in-Chief Chapter 1589

Chapter 1589: Chapter 1590 serves you right for being weak and serves you right for dying! 1

Translator: 549690339

There was no such thing as good clothes and good food, and there was no such thing as taking things for granted.

Gong Jue had fought his way out by relying entirely on himself!

With just a little carelessness, a three-year-old young man had died in a cage!

Gu Qiqi’s heart was in so much pain that she couldn’t control it!

She had always thought that she was in a very miserable state in her previous life. Her mother had died young, her father had been cold and indifferent, and her relatives in the Gu family were vicious… but after hearing Gong Jue’s childhood, she felt that what she had experienced was nothing at all.

Gong Jue’s childhood made her heart ache even more!

“Are you still listening?”Gong jue patted her back gently. “I’m sorry, those past times… weren’t very glorious. It would be very uncomfortable to hear it, right?”

Gu Qiqi sniffed and scowled at him. “Yes, it’s uncomfortable.”

Gong jue rubbed her nose. “Then I’d better not talk about it… the rest will be more harsh.”

Gu Qiqi couldn’t take it anymore. “What I said was uncomfortable, but I couldn’t help but travel over and beat that herf into a persimmon pancake! beat him up!”

Gong Jue curled his lips. “You have the ambition to avenge your husband!”

Gu Qiqi couldn’t wait any longer. “What happened after that?”

“After that…”Gong Jue raised his eyebrows.

After that, Count Herf ordered people to skin the snow wolf.

The meat was chopped up and fed to the dogs.

The skin was hung in the garden to dry.

Then, it was used as a cus.h.i.+on for the armchair, and he sat under it every day..

Those jade-green wolf eyes were so beautiful that they were better than emeralds. Huff envied them so much that he dug them out, dried them, and wore them as bracelets every day.

And all of this was done in front of Gong Jue, a three-year-old child.

This, of course, was also intentionally done by Hef.

He was trying to destroy Gong Jue’s mentality, to turn gong jue into a madman, a man who had lost his love, a man who would never be able to build love and trust again.

In this way, he was getting closer and closer to his goal of cultivating killing machines..

“Gong Jue, you must remember that you have no family or loved ones in your life. Only I will stay behind you all your life, watch you grow, and teach you how to be a person… I will be your G.o.d of Domination!”

In the next ten years or so, Hefu began to train Gong Jue’s physical strength, fighting techniques, and spear techniques.

Gong Jue was silent and never resisted.

He would learn whatever Hefu taught him.

Hefu was very happy and hired the best teacher for him. He taught him everything from astronomy to geography. Of course, the most important thing was to teach him how to kill people!

In the beginning, he didn’t kill people.

He killed beasts.

At first, Hef wanted to throw him into the wolf pack. However, there were no wolves in the wolf pack that attacked Gong Jue. Instead, he treated Gong Jue as one of his own kind and was very friendly.

Hef could only change it to foxes, bears, leopards..

From the time Gong Jue was five years old, Hef would throw him into the Beast Pack every other month as a stage of a.s.sessment.

At the beginning, there were small beasts. Finally, there were fierce beasts like lions and tigers.

At the beginning, there were one or two or three beasts, and at the end, there were dozens, dozens, and even hundreds of beasts!

Gong Jue’s body was covered in injuries.

Those were the marks left behind every time he fought with the beasts.

Hefu never treated him.

He made him hold on.

If you can’t Hold On? Then you deserve to be weak, and you deserve to die!

Speaking of which, it was amazing that Gong Jue managed to hold on just like that.

Several times, he was on the brink of death. In his coma, he seemed to see the love in the female Wolf’s eyes. His will suddenly became firm, and he forcefully made it through the illness.

The acc.u.mulation of silence and pain would not be in vain.

When the opportunity came, all the suffering that he had experienced would eventually burst out thousands of times, and it would backfire on the guy who thought he was the G.o.d of domination!

That year, Gong Jue was 16 years old.

It was an ordinary afternoon.

For the first time, Hef stopped him from killing beasts.

Instead, he killed people! ! !