Honorable Hubby Behind Me novel Chapter 269

With Samuel's strength, he could defeat Han Jun with a single punch. However, Samuel could not do anything about it. He could only bear.

"Samuel, do you know that your greatest value is to become a substitute? Grandmother said that you were a lover, so she drove you out of the Hannigan family. A s long as you're here, the entire Hannigan family will b e ruined by you."

Han Jun stepped on Samuel's face and continued to say condescendingly, "You are really pitiful. You don't even have a life. We came from the same mother's womb, but our status in the Hannigan family is like the clouds and mud. Do you want to know the reason?"

Samuel's eyes became blurry, and Han Jun's voice was intermittent. He only remembered that Han Jun had taken off his clothes and put him in prison uniform.

This trick changed Samuel's position and made Han Jun the next one.

By the time Samuel came to his senses, he was already in the prison cell. There were 12 people living i n the cell. There were people who had come in for various reasons.

Samuel sat up with his head in his hands. He felt that he had been kicked in the shoulder. Then he heard a

voice shouting angrily, "Han Jun, you've had a good sleep. Go to the toilet."

Samuel rubbed his shoulder. It seemed that Han Jun was not doing very well in prison. He actually had the turn to brush the toilet for others.

Han Jun's life in jail was indeed very miserable. It was common for him to be beaten up from time to time, and he had to brush the toilet almost every day. Sometimes, when the boss of this main room had constipation, he had to rub his boss's stomach while h e was squatting. It could be said that he lived worse than pigs or dogs.

"From now on, we'll stay out of each other's business. You'd better not provoke me," Samuel said coldly.

"What the fuck, you have a temper."

"Han Jun, what's wrong with your head? Do you want t o be beaten again?"

"Fuck, why don't you go to the house and lift the tiles for me for three days? Give me a good beating first."

Seven or eight people in the big house surrounded Samuel. A man who looked like a boss looked at the upcoming fight with a smile on his face. For him, this was a rare relief. It was a pity that Han Jun was such a good-for-nothing that he would cry and beg for mercy every time. There was no new meaning to it at all.

Samuel looked at them and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you."