Xia Qing woke up slowly and heard the sound. She looked here. Her nails were almost pierced into the floor. Except for the squishy fists, there was no extra sound. The torture here was basically a beating.
.
Endless cycle, simple and rough.
When you really can't bear it, start using hallucinogens. If it fails, the next thing will be inhuman torture. She has a premonition that An Xiaoyao will be much worse than her, because she is an American agent and is just suspicious.
And it is possible to know about the trump card.
An Xiaoyao is the founder of Ace, which is different. They are not sure to get the news they want from her. They will definitely know everything they want from An Xiaoyao.
Therefore, all means will be used on An Xiaoyao.
He shouldn't have been arrested here, nor should he be punished for this crime, nor should he be tortured by these people.
This shouldn't be the case.
Xia Qing closed her eyes, opened her eyes, didn't make a sound, and didn't want to see this scene. She made a sound, it was useless, and they wouldn't stop. She couldn't see it, but she heard such a heavy blow, and she felt in her heart.
Not feeling good.
An Xiaoyao's broken leg has not healed yet, and being tortured like this will make him even more injured.
After a few hours, Xia Qing had gone through many cycles and did not count. He was unconscious countless times and was awakened countless times. Finally, they let him go and left him who was unconscious.
The cell has returned to quiet again.
Xia Qing struggled to remember, but she didn't have any strength at all. She had no chains on her body, so she had to relax. She wanted to go over and see him, but she didn't have the strength. Even if she struggled, she didn't have the strength at all.
She pounded the floor angrily and called An Xiaoyao a few times, but she didn't respond. Xia Qing molared her teeth and slowly climbed over. The distance between five or six meters seemed to be killing her life, and finally climbed to him.
Xia Qing held up and shook his legs, "An Xiaoyao..."
His injuries were all on his chest and lower abdomen, but it was fine elsewhere. There was a pool of blood on the ground, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Xia Qing felt very uncomfortable. She had been an agent for so long, but she had never seen any scenes before.
This was not a big punishment, but she felt so uncomfortable.
"An Xiaoyao..." Xia Qing's eyes fell on the lock. She had a way to unlock the lock, but the tool was confiscated. She wanted to escape from the lock that day, but they found that the silver needles hidden on her body were all covered.
Confiscated.
Even if they unlocked the lock, they couldn't escape.
An Xiaoyao's broken legs had only been a few days ago and could not walk. She had no strength at all, and it was no wonder that they were so relieved about them that they could not escape at all.
"Xia Qing?"
"Are you awake? Are you okay?" She held his hand nervously, trying to give him some warmth. An Xiaoyao sat on the chair, his hands and feet tied, and there was not much room for movement. He held Xia Qing's
hand.
"I'm fine." He whispered.
Xia Qing touched his face, "It was even more embarrassing than the last time."
"It's true that there's nothing good about you." An Xiaoyao smiled and joked, the pain in his body was burning, but it didn't show it. Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke, Xia Qing patted his face and his hands drooped down again.
, simply lay on his thigh.
"Hey, this posture is not very elegant..." An Xiaoyao said with a smile.
Xia Qing said, "I don't have the strength."
An Xiaoyao touched her head and said seriously, "Be good, please hold my thighs in the future, my brother will love you very much."