Once, twice, three times...

He finally moved his body to the corner of the wall, but was stabbed in the back because the wall was too cold.

Damn it!

The most powerful function of the eyes is to be able to adapt to the dark. After a while, he could see the things around him clearly.

The house is full of debris and dust. There is a small window on the east side. Because it is a shady side, no sunlight comes in. Occasionally, a few mice will pop out from behind the debris.

Chi Chi Chi Chi…

Of course, these mice are not afraid of Zi Yan at all. What he wants to know now is who kidnapped him.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the door being pushed open, and someone could faintly come in.

"Who?" He spoke warily, moving back, but he was already in the corner and had no way out.

This conditional action was not because he was afraid of the upcoming beating, but because he didn't even know who his kidnapper was. In the past two days, apart from being beaten with a stick, he didn't even say a word.

The man's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the cold breath filled the entire room, approaching Zi Yan step by step.

"Who are you?" Zi Yan asked again, raising his heavy hand to take off the silver mask on the man's face.

But the moment he got close, he was grabbed by the man with his backhand. No matter how much Zi Yan resisted, he couldn't move the man in the slightest.

But miraculously, the man finally spoke coldly: "Tell me, how many women have died tragically in your hands!"

"None of your business!" Zi Yan, who has always been on top, will always speak harshly, and will even speak to this dangerous man in the same tone as before: "I have a lot of women to play with, you have..."

"Ah..." I only heard a crunch, the sound of broken bones.

Even if it is hidden behind the mask, you can still imagine how ferocious and terrifying that face is now, as if it is a beast with the most primitive desires and desires.

The corners of his mouth slightly curved in a cold arc, and he lifted Zi Yan's jaw with his hands, and then using force bit by bit, Sen Leng said: "Is there a dagger under my belly? Think of a woman you want to play with, and I will cut it for you."

I'll give you a minute to think about the bastard things you did before."

The cold dagger was drawn in front of Zi Yan's abdomen. Perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, he would occasionally drop the dagger on his abdomen and cut a small gash, and blood slowly seeped out from inside.

"asshole!"

"Compared to you, I'm nothing." The corners of the man's mouth were still curved like that. He looked at the silver watch on his hand and remained silent.

Zi Yan knew that he was in big trouble this time. If he couldn't do it with force, he would be soft. He paused and said, "Brother, can we not do this? I can give you as much money as you want and as many women as you want."

"

"You still have one minute." The man reminded lightly.

Is he still willing to cooperate with me to negotiate terms? Women, money? That’s all bullshit!

Zi Yan felt nervous for the first time since he was born. Someone dared to kidnap him in this place. The strangest thing was that this person seemed to be not afraid even if he knew his identity. Who could such a person be? Different candidates.

He kept replaying it in his mind, but at this moment he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen, and heard a faint voice coming from his ear: "I'll give you a knife first, and you must have at least one woman."

What he said was so calm and gentle, and what he said was so natural.

Blood was constantly pouring out, causing slight pain, but Ziyan, who had always been "tough", would never give in like others, so he covered the incision on his abdomen with his right hand and spoke word by word.

"You might as well kill me!"

Kill him? Would it be too easy? Would it be too unpleasant?

The man leaned forward, and the distance between him and Zi Yan was only a few centimeters. He curled his lips and said meaningfully: "Death? If you want to be freed, I tell you it's impossible. I can still consider execution by Lingchi."

Ziyan stiffened when he heard this. Lingchi was no stranger to him.

Ling Chi uses a knife to cut off a person's flesh one by one. The first blow is to put the knife on the throat so that the prisoner cannot speak. After 3357 cuts, the prisoner's flesh is almost separated from the bones, but here

If the prisoner died before 3,357 cuts, the executioner would also lose his job.

The cruelty of Lingchi execution lies in the fact that one has to endure 3357 severe pains.

Seeing Zi Yan's panic expression, the corners of the man's mouth curled up again, as if he was joking, "Some people say you are a devil, but now the real devil is me!"

Where is the devil in him? He is simply the most perfect combination of obscenity and perversion!

"I can satisfy you whatever you want. I will give you all my money. I just ask you to let me live." Zi Yan's voice was full of fear, and his hand covering his bleeding abdomen was also full of fear.

Trembling constantly.

He was afraid, afraid of such a cruel death.

Unexpectedly, the man stood up and threw the dagger in his hand into the pile of debris over there, and said coldly: "There's no point in begging me. I just wanted to scare you. It's okay. I'm not that cruel."

In fact, the man really wanted to hack these prodigals to death, but considering that someone would come here again later, he could only wait blankly, but it was okay to scare people.

And at this moment, the door was pushed open. Ziyan looked at the door and saw the familiar figure, and his emotions became excited again: "Cousin, I knew you were powerful and would come to save me. It was my fault that night.

I shouldn't be so rude to you, and I shouldn't say that you are someone like me who uses women as tools."

He swore that he had never said so many words in one breath except when he was looking for a woman.

No wonder, this is grasping at a life-saving straw. Can you not say all the good things to save your own life?

But when Leng Linghan lowered his head and whispered to the masked man, Zi Yan understood that this man was with Leng Linghan.

Excited again, his heart fell to the bottom again...

At this moment, the masked man slowly took off his mask, and the familiar face appeared in front of him again - Yezi.

In fact, the moment Leng Linghan came in, he could have thought that the only person who could talk to Leng Linghan at such a close distance was Yezi. Ziyan thought he was also funny.

Very soon, he would put his hope on that ruthless Leng Linghan.

You are simply causing trouble for yourself!

The light in the room was also slowly increasing. Leng Linghan frowned lightly and walked towards Zi Yan. Her dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and the corners of her mouth raised a penetrating arc.

The air pressure suddenly dropped!

He was approaching Zi Yan like a god of death. When Leng Linghan was only 10 centimeters away from Ion Yan, he stopped, frowned slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Tell me how much money you have." Give me?"

Now that all the shares in Zishi's company belong to him, what qualifications does he have to say he is rich? What a joke!

Sure enough, just as Leng Linghan imagined, Zi Yan mortgaged the company to himself, and kept saying: "My mother and grandpa feel sorry for me the most. In order to save me, they will definitely give you the company's shares. You give me I’ll call them and tell them.”

Poor Ziyan doesn't even know that the Zi family has undergone earth-shaking changes. The former high-ranking Zi family members are now the lowest level workshop workers, and the company is now named Leng...

Leng Linghan sighed heavily and shook her head as if she was pitiful. The corners of her mouth curved wildly, and she looked at Zi Yan squatting in the corner with pitiful eyes. At this moment, Zi Yan's abdomen had bloomed with tiny flowers. Peony flower.

Red as hot as fire!

"Since you are my cousin, I am mercifully telling you that yesterday I accidentally acquired all the shares of your company."

This sentence hit him in the chest like a bolt from the blue. If someone else were to acquire all the shares of the Zi family, he would definitely listen to it as a joke. But the person who said this at the moment was Leng Linghan, so he couldn't. Don't believe it.

Leng Linghan, a powerful figure in the business world, is fully capable, courageous and qualified to do this.

"Leng Linghan, you are so cruel!" Zi Yan knew that even begging for mercy would be of little use now, so he might as well just say what he felt in his heart.

Cruel? Leng Ling smiled coldly. Isn't it because of being able to live alone in this murderous business world for so many years because of her own cruelty?

Even Yezi, who had been standing at the door and had not spoken a word, had a sarcastic curve on his lips.

"Forget it, I won't drive you to death because you are my cousin." Leng Linghan suddenly said kindly, and with a wave of his hand, Yezi quickly ran to Leng Linghan and waited for instructions, "Take Zi Yan to talk to him. His family is reunited."

Reunion? Zi Yan snorted again, what's the use of meeting his family now when they are all poor people! He raised his eyes, his gaze went straight into Leng Linghan's cold pupils, but he didn't have the courage to say no.

In the end, he had to let Yezi carry him to an unknown place.

What Zi Yan never expected was that he would do such despicable things in this life!

At the same time, in another white castle in the city of country F, laughter filled the entire room.

Happy, warm...

Ranran and Lele are studying the hottest topic in contemporary Z country - whose martial arts is the best.

Su Yan sat cross-legged on the sofa, smiling slightly as she looked at the two people in front of her who were making a fuss.

I saw Lele looking like a little adult with his hands folded in his arms, his mouth tilted at 45 degrees, and he expressed his opinions confidently.

"I think the best martial arts in the world is Xiao Li's flying knife."

Lele frowned, obviously unconvinced, and said seriously: "Xiao Li, his father's flying knife is the best!"

Where can a son come from without a father, and where can a grandson come from without a son?

Therefore, Xiao Li’s father’s flying knife is the best in the world.

"What about Xiao Li's grandfather?"

"That's Xiao Li's grandpa number one!"

puff……

Su Yan, who was sitting on the side, really couldn't stand it, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. According to the development, the eighteen generations of the ancestors of Xiao Li Feidao would be moved out by these two boys. He deliberately coughed twice and waved to the two children. Come over and speak lovingly.

"Son, can we just discuss this issue? According to my mother, the most powerful person in the world is your father."

"Dad is not as powerful as mom." As soon as he finished speaking, Ran Ran spoke directly.

Upon hearing this, Ranran nodded heavily, agreeing very much with what Lele said about her brother. Mom is really better than dad!
To be continued...