Geng Yuhuai stood in front of the French window of the study on the third floor, watching Jiu Wei walk out of his villa. Behind him stood Tong Qing and Xing Li.
"Let him go like this?" Tong Qing never understood what Geng Yuhuai was thinking, and he doesn't understand now either.
"Killing him or capturing him has no effect on us." Geng Yuhuai frowned slightly.
"If you catch him, you can at least force him to tell you where Geng Mo is?"
"He won't tell." Geng Mo is afraid that he is not in his hands.
"How do you know?" Tong Qing's brows knitted together. He was upset about Geng Mo being replaced. Although Geng Yuhuai didn't blame him, he had to blame himself. He was too careless. Geng Yuhuai entrusted him so solemnly.
I should have been alert, but I still made a mistake.
"Where is that woman now?" Geng Yuhuai asked Xingli. The expression on his face and the tone of his voice did not sound anxious or angry. This made Xingli even more frightened. The calmer he looked on the surface, it only meant that the master was less peaceful inside.
"In the small guest room." Xing Li responded with his head lowered, his palms covered with cold sweat. He had been negligent. He should have sent Geng Mo to the plane, but he had only sent him to the airport and pulled him back. He thought he would be free.
The snake was there, so it shouldn't be a big problem, but something still happened. Fortunately, Geng Yuhuai called Geng Mo before the plane took off, and discovered the flaw in the phone call, so the fake Geng Mo was not allowed to fly to Las Vegas.
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But what about people?
How did the real Geng Mo disappear from the world under the eyes of the ‘Sixth Attendant of Teng She’?
I thought that since the master was sure that Jiu Wei leaked the news, he would definitely catch Jiu Wei and question him clearly when he came back this time. However, hiding behind the dark wall, he didn't hear even a word from his master asking Jiu Wei about Geng Mo.
He didn't understand, he really didn't understand. The Lord should obviously be anxious, but at this point, he was so calm.
Geng Yuhuai turned around, and the cold light that flashed quickly in his eyes made Xingli shiver in his heart.
~The small guest room was originally where Geng Mo lived.
Quickly walking out of the study, Geng Yuhuai opened the door to the small guest room on the side of the study. He did not invite Tong Qing, nor did he inform Xing Li. So the two of them could only stay where they were.
The small guest room was originally flooded and the door was damaged. However, all the doors and furniture have been replaced with new ones. Only the water stains on the wall are the traces of memory of what happened twenty hours ago.
And the pretender was currently tied to the bed with new sheets, his hands and feet bound, and a soft gag stuffed in his mouth.
When Geng Yuhuai came forward, he held her head up and removed the soft gag from her mouth, but made no move to let go of her hands and feet.
"Name?" he asked her, pinching her chin with his fingers so hard that he almost wanted to crush her.
"Geng Mo." She replied, and after saying that, she was slapped hard on the face. The force was so strong that he didn't even consider that she was a woman.
"Name?" he asked repeatedly, his fingers climbing up her white neck. As long as he was not satisfied with the answer, he seemed ready to end her life completely.
Her face slowly turned red as he tightened his wrists. Inhaling became a painful and difficult task, and exhaling was just a feeble struggle. She looked at him, and there was no bloodthirsty expression on his stiff and condensed face.
Aura, but there was killing in his eyes. If she didn't give him the answer he wanted, then her life would no longer have any meaning to him.
Squeezing out a broken answer from her throat, the training she had received meant that even if she died, she could only pretend: "Geng...Mo..."
The body was thrown up at the same time. The air squeezed in from the nose and mouth had not had time to adapt. The body had crashed against the wall beside it with great force. Because the hands and feet were tied, there was no way to deal with the direct impact.
The technical reduction can only be borne by the back.
Crash, shoot down, roll!
She rolled down to his feet like a rice dumpling. His leather shoes were polished so brightly that you could almost see the purple corners of her mouth and red and swollen jaw. She opened her mouth and maliciously spat out the knocked-out teeth and blood.
on his shoes, and then smiled proudly.
He did not dodge her blood, as if he had already adapted to this method of torture.
Her back was very painful, and the violent impact just now was sustained. This caused the part where she was hit to start to burn.
"Who sent you?" His voice was above her head, but he asked a stupid question.
She lowered her head and smiled, but the corners of her mouth twitched and pain appeared again.
He knew she wouldn't answer, but he kept asking. He was just venting his anger. For some reason, she actually knew what he was thinking.
The lower jaw was lifted again, and there was already a bottle in his hand.
Then the water in the bottle was splashed on her face, causing a burning sensation and a slight hot pain. The skin seemed to have been cut with countless knives. Then his hand found the raised thin skin on the edge of her face.
Thin flakes.
With just a slight tear, her disguise was shattered into pieces in his hands.
The disguise faded away, and what appeared in front of Geng Yuhuai was a face that was not ugly. Her cheeks were slightly red due to the stimulation of the potion. She was indeed somewhat similar to Geng Mo. No wonder Tong Qing couldn't tell the difference after being disguised. If not,
He was worried about this phone call, not knowing how long he would be deceived.
"The only ones who would hire 'attackers' in n city are the 'Python Gang'."
She raised her head, not because her identity was revealed, but because she was surprised that he would react so quickly.
"Do you know how your disguise was exposed?" He asked, his voice as calm as autumn water. His fingers touched the corners of her split mouth, squeezing the wound maliciously, but there was a strong tenderness in his eyes that could not be dispelled.
But this tenderness was not for her, she just reminded him of her.
What a strange man, after tearing off that disguised face, he was willing to look at her and think about another her.
Although she was clearly in pain, she was fascinated by the tenderness in his eyes.
"May I have your name?"
"You Yewu." She replied. She didn't forcefully force her, but she lost her sense of defense and easily let him know her name.
He nodded with satisfaction: "Where is the real body?"
She smiled, and her smile was lost in his hands. In the end, he just changed the method of torture to her. And in order to get a chance to stay by his side, she was willing to be Jian Fengyi's "attacker"
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"Huh?" The strength of his hand increased, and the fingers he pressed against the corner of her mouth revealed his inner anxiety. No matter how cold he was, there was still a tie that he couldn't let go of.
"I don't know." What she said was the truth, but she also knew that he would not believe it.
Sure enough, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He withdrew the hand that held her chin, and stood up. Darkness instantly overflowed from his body, his eyes became cold, and he transformed into the god of death in hell.
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"Xingli." He shouted not too loudly, but soon a figure stood behind him, as if he was his shadow.
"Leave it to you." He ordered, and she knew that was the order of the God of Death.
Not willing to give in!
She was unwilling to disappear from his side like this.
"You will regret it if you kill me."
"Are you still valuable to me?" He turned his back to her, without looking back, and he didn't even slow down in his departure.
"I can help you, as long as you let me be by your side."
"I hate making deals with dead people."
"If you kill me, you will completely lose hope of contacting Jian Fengyi."
The departure finally stopped, but he still didn't turn around.
"Are you so eager to betray Jian Fengyi?"
"Jian Fengyi has never been my master." She and Jian Fengyi had a relationship of mutual use.
He still had his back to her, but he snorted disdain and understanding from his nose.
"Keep your life alive. If it's worthless, I can still take it back." He said, and disappeared from her sight with a cold figure in his footsteps.
But he didn't know that You Yewu's real purpose of this mission was just to stay by his side. He no longer remembered her. In fact, he didn't know her at all. But she, just for the sake of a glance three years ago,
Be fully prepared for the encounter.
Attack!
~A famous pretender in the underworld, as long as you can afford it, you can buy him to disguise any role you need. And she worked as his "attacker" for three years, just to get close to him and get his affectionate glance.
When he left, his body finally fell completely limp to the ground. Haha, it hurt, but my heart was excited.
Disgusted!
Disgusted!
Did you know that this name is the name I also called in my dream?
Geng Mo finally knew what the cross carrying light and shadow was in her heart.
Right in front of her, on the wall opposite her, was an iron window of only ten centimeters. It was small, so there were few criss-crossing iron bars. One horizontal and one vertical, when the light came in from the outside, because of the angle, the rusty iron window
Becoming darker and more intense.
At this moment, she is a prisoner, sitting in the corner. She is wearing heavy iron chains and cuffs on her hands, feet, and neck. Her long hair is disheveled, and the only place where her eyes can see light is the rusty one.
"cross".
If you have love in your heart, will your heart soften? Should a vicious woman like her be punished once her heart softens? Her fingers want to push away the bangs that cover her eyebrows, and the iron cuffs and iron chains that lock her hands
The chain obviously didn't give her a suitable distance. The slight struggle only resulted in a louder friction sound.
She didn't know who caught her, and maybe she should know. But she refused to admit it. She couldn't tell whether she was Hua Yu or Geng Mo. If she could not be anyone, then she might be able to protect her belly safely.
That little life.
She was captured, but no one showed up or greeted her. She didn't know whose prisoner she was. She seemed to be a forgotten character, not even having the right to eat, drink, or enjoy the sun.