Lu Jingchi sat swaggeringly on a chair, folding his legs and smoking lightly. There were about a dozen strong bodyguards standing on both sides of him, all of them staring at Xiaoshao expressionlessly.

On the left side of Xiao Shao stood Dean Zhao, a middle-aged woman of nearly sixty years old with gray hair. She had tears in her eyes when she saw Xiao Shao's painful look.

She didn't dare to go up and stop Xiaoshao's bleeding because Lu Jingchi said just now that if she dared to move, Xiaoshao would break more than just her fingers.

And there were so many children in the front house. She didn't dare to take risks, so she could only watch Xiaoshao suffer.

Lu Jingchi glanced at his watch and said, "Ten minutes are up."

When Lin Zheng heard this, his spine felt numb, but he still winked at the bodyguard over there.

The bodyguard understood, took out the dagger from his waist, squatted down in front of Xiao Shao, and without saying a word, raised the knife and cut off Xiao Shao's fingers again.

Xiaoshao, who had already fainted, immediately let out a hoarse scream, and the scream echoed in the quiet warehouse for a long time.

It makes my head tingle when I hear it.

Feng Qin, who was speeding down the road, felt a pain in his heart. He glanced at the time on the dashboard, and tears were rolling crazily in his red eyes.

Jiang Lan's fingers were also clenched tightly together, Feng Qin was moving very fast, and the violent push on his back almost threw Jiang Lan away.

She held down her racing heart, still unwilling to believe that the Lu Jingchi she knew could really be so cruel.

That cold face flashed through Jiang Lan's mind, and she closed her eyes.

That's right, the Lu Jingchi now is not the person she knew at all.

He is just another person with the same appearance as Lu Jingchi.

It was quiet on the road, and it was equally quiet in the warehouse.

Xiaoshao fainted for the second time. He lay on the ground, his face white and almost transparent due to excessive blood loss.

Even Lin Zheng, who was standing aside, couldn't help but sweat. He was so nervous that he stared at the door of the warehouse, praying in his heart that Feng Qin could come back quickly.

The third ten minutes are almost here again.

The frequency with which the hands on the watch rotate is like a reminder, counting down Xiaoshao's life.

Lu Jingchi propped his head and tapped the chair lazily with his other hand. His calmness and calmness were in sharp contrast to the nervousness of the people around him.

"Lin Zheng, are ten minutes up?" Lu Jingchi suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the warehouse.

Lin Zheng came to his senses and immediately raised his hand to look at his watch. He swallowed and said, "Arrived, arrived."

Lu Jingchi stopped talking, his meaning was obvious.

Follow the rules of the game.

Lin Zheng sighed secretly, silently mourning for Xiaoshao in his heart for two seconds, and turned to the bodyguard and nodded.

The bodyguard also nodded in agreement, took out the blood-stained dagger, and was about to take action.

"etc!"

Dean Zhao couldn't stand it any longer, so she rushed forward and knelt down tremblingly in front of Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi glanced at her with lowered eyes.

Dean Zhao burst into tears. She hunched her back and looked at Lu Jingchi's forehead pleadingly, "Mr. Lu, Xiaoshao is still a child. Please let him go. If you chop off my fingers, I will be an old man anyway."

, you cut mine!"

Lu Jingchi looked at her calmly and was not moved by her begging for mercy.

He said: "What's the rush? It will be your turn soon."

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, "I think he won't be able to hold on until Feng Qin comes back."

There was a lot of blood on the ground, almost drowning Xiaoshao.

Upon hearing this, Dean Zhao fell weakly to the ground. In all her years of living, this was the first time she had seen such a cruel and perverted person.
Chapter completed!