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His true face.

A damp and dark place.

Leng Yalin was shot twice and is now tied to a wooden frame.

Because of excessive bleeding, the person was almost dying.

But a strong consciousness is supporting her...

When she opened her eyes, she saw a man in a black robe standing in front of her. Leng Yalin couldn't see clearly what he looked like, but he was definitely not the person she thought of. Suddenly, she felt more relieved...

Heifeng looked at Leng Yalin, exuding strong hatred, especially when he saw Leng Yalin's CD doll-like face, he hated her to the core and wished to cut off her flesh piece by piece!!

!

Leng Yalin felt his strong hatred.

He stood one meter away from Leng Yalin, and the intensely hateful eyes under his black robe burned Leng Yalin.

Leng Yalin didn't know who he was, but she could feel the corrosive smell on his body.

She suddenly remembered the person she was talking about quietly at the dinner table that day.

Wearing a black robe on his body and on his head, you can't see his appearance at all, but he gives the impression that he is like a snake spitting out its core, no, like a zombie.

It's exactly like the feeling of standing in front of him now.

But Leng Yalin could still feel a corrosive smell from his body. God forgive her, she was really sensitive to the corrosiveness of drugs.

A weak sneer appeared at the corner of Leng Yalin's lips, "You brought me here just to stand there and look at me!?"

The contemptuous tone made the eyes under the black robe even more angry.

"Leng Yalin!!!"

"Oh, you know who I am!" Leng Yalin continued to say in a frivolous tone. Even if her body hurts to death, she would never show her weak side in front of the enemy.

This is a necessary condition during training.

"Don't you want to know who I am!?" His voice was hoarse, filled with strong hatred and forbearance, but there seemed to be something wrong with his ligaments, which sounded terrifying.

"It's a lie to say you don't want to know. You have been suppressing me and my brother for so many years. Who are you and why are you doing it!?" Leng Yalin was tied to the wooden frame, her body leaning forward, her hair

A little messy.

"Ha...that's because you all deserve to die!" Black Wind said through gritted teeth.

Leng Yalin frowned slightly, her lips were chapped due to excessive blood loss, "Excuse me, where did we offend you? Did we dig up your ancestral grave? Or did we kill your mother!?"

Sometimes, Leng Yalin's words are also very poisonous.

"Damn it, what did you say!!!!" Heifeng was angry. He really wanted to go up and strangle her to death with his own hands, but he was afraid that she would see him. He looked around and saw a whip beside him. Here

It was originally a place where people were imprisoned, so these instruments of torture were naturally indispensable.

Heifeng picked up the whip, looked at Leng Yalin, and sneered sinisterly, "Just wait and see how I torture you!"

As he spoke, he swung his whip and swung it hard at Leng Yalin's body.

"Well..." Leng Yalin gritted her teeth and closed her eyes to bear his whipping.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on her body, and her clothes were torn, revealing a red blood mark.

It really hurts, it hurts to the core.

Seeing Leng Yalin gritting her teeth and not screaming, Hei Feng felt aggrieved, "Scream it out, scream it out, if you don't scream I will beat you to death, beat you to death..." Hei Feng waved his whip, one blow at a time.

The whip struck Leng Yalin's body, and her originally intact clothes were torn by him, and the skin and flesh were torn apart, which was shocking.

The more he wanted to hear her scream, the less Leng Yalin refused. Although the pain made her scalp numb and the nerves all over her body spasmed, she just didn't scream. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. She just wanted to reply.

Thinking of the sufferings her brother had suffered before, she felt that what she was suffering now was nothing...

The whip was struck on her body one after another, and Leng Yalin's painful scalp tightened.

Seeing her being so forbearing, Hei Feng's hands shook, but he pressed harder, "Damn it, you deserve it, Leng Tianming deserves it, you all deserve it! You all deserve it, how could I support you! I'm simply crazy.

…”

Hei Feng shouted incoherently and whipped Leng Yalin's body one after another, as if he was venting something.

But Leng Yalin had already fallen into a coma. Leng Yalin didn't hear clearly what he shouted. Maybe if Leng Yalin heard clearly, she would know who the person standing in front of her was.

Watching Leng Yalin pass out, Heifeng stood there and slowly took off the hat on his head.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying picture leaked into the air. His face was burned by fire and was beyond recognition. Except for a pair of black and hateful eyes, there was nothing left to see...

If Leng Yalin was awake and saw him like this, she would scream in fear even if she didn't scream in pain...

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