An Xiaoyao suddenly closed his eyes again and opened them again. The light in the cell was not very strong, and he didn't feel that uncomfortable. His eyes were not clear and bright, but still a little blurry, and some images were shaking.

He vaguely saw a man wearing a dark blue long coat in front of him, his face was blurry.

He lowered his head to look at Xia Qing. After a while, his vision slowly became clearer.

The clothes on Xia Qing's body were almost turned into rags, and there were whip marks all over her body. There was a bloody stain on her lower back, which was very scary. She was lying on the ground, with her long black hair hanging loosely, covering her face.

There was white gauze wrapped around her thighs, and there were rows of pinhole marks on her naked arms.

An Xiaoyao felt suffocated and found it difficult to breathe.

"Qingqing..." He wanted to brush her hair away and look at her face, but he didn't dare. His fingers were trembling slightly. She shouldn't be like this, lying here weakly.

You can't just lie here forever.

Xia Qing suddenly turned over, her hair spread out, revealing her face. An Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly looked at the man. A cold light passed through her eyes, and he asked sternly, "How dare you..."

The man was also a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, but he was startled by his gaze and said coldly, "Why don't we dare? Why, without her pretty face, you don't like her anymore?"

The left side of Xia Qing's fair face was intact, but the right side was scratched with blood and her flesh was blurred, destroying her perfect face.

She was a perfectionist, and she was very similar to Lu Zhen in many ways. He remembered that Xia Qing once joked that he looked down on her because she was blind. Thinking of this now, he felt heart-wrenching pain.

Such scars cannot be repaired even by the most perfect plastic surgery.

An Xiaoyao had never hated a person so much. He wished he could skin him and cut him into pieces.

Xia Qing never said how these people hurt her.

The only thing I said was, I can't die.

The wound was still fresh and tender, with no scars. It looked particularly scary. If the child saw it, he might cry in fear.

"She is a girl, one of the best agents in the United States. She tried her best to get information from me. She devoted ten years of her youth to your country without regrets, solved countless cases, and saved the world.

Countless people, this is what you gave her in return?" An Xiaoyao's eyes were a little hot and heavy.

He had never thought before that he would be aggrieved for an American agent.

This was originally none of his business.

"It's because of your existence that she became like this." The man said, narrowing his eyes coldly, "Tell me where your real base is, otherwise, I don't mind giving her another blow."

"Don't even think about hurting her again." An Xiaoyao hugged Xia Qing, all rationality and methods were thrown out of the sky. He finally understood why hatred can deprive a person of his rationality.

"If you have the guts, shoot us all with one shot." An Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, "I tell you, even if we die, your death will not be far away."

"Really?" the man said in a longer tone, "If you are really tough, I want to see how tough you can be."

After he said that, he was about to shoot when suddenly there was an earth-shattering explosion in the dungeon, and the whole dungeon was shaking. An Xiaoyao quickly hugged Xia Qing and protected her in his arms. The man put away the gun and hurried out, asking coldly
Chapter completed!