Xiaojue has always understood his brother very well, but now, he can't understand him.
The car was driving fast on the road, and behind the high-end RV, an oxygen concentrator was working intensively.
Xiao Jue was sitting on the sofa, her handsome side face hidden in the flickering lights. She had already drank half of the glass of red wine in her hand, and the dark red liquid was floating back and forth in the transparent glass.
Separated by a layer of glass, his brother was lying on the bed with a ventilator on his face. With the continuous input of oxygen, his pale face gradually turned rosy.
Chen Lei was tied up in his seat and was looking at the scenery passing by outside the window as if nothing had happened.
When the oxygen concentrator finally stopped, the person on the bed suddenly pulled off the mask.
Xiao Jue was startled, quickly stood up and walked over, "A Feng."
Xiaofeng got out of bed and walked straight towards Chen Lei.
"Where is Zhong Yuxi? Say." His eyes were red and he grabbed Chen Lei's collar.
Chen Lei sneered casually: "Why should I tell you."
"Okay." Xiaofeng let go of his hand and nodded appreciatively: "If you can still say that after a while, I will let you go."
He suddenly touched several major acupuncture points on Chen Lei's body. Chen Lei, who was still sitting upright, instantly had his face distorted, like a piece of clothing that had been thrown into the washing machine, rapidly changing its shape.
He screamed and fell to the ground. The wailing sound made even Xiaojue's well-trained men turn their heads to watch. They only saw a person rolling into a ball on the ground, like a beast that had been stabbed in the vital part. It was not a big deal at all.
He was rolling around in the space, feeling extremely painful, and hit the car body with his head and body, making a thumping sound.
Xiaofeng stood aside with his arms folded, his eyes as cold as ice.
It wasn't until the man on the ground lost his last bit of strength and huddled up like a dog, with white foam pouring out of the corners of his mouth, that he squatted down and looked down at him like a king: "How about it, you don't want to say anything yet?"
Chen Lei gritted his teeth and sneered stubbornly: "No."
"Okay, very good." He took action again and tapped two other large acupoints on his body.
Chen Lei screamed in pain like a slaughtering pig and shouted: "Kill me, kill me."
Xiaofeng's tone was cold, and he stretched out three fingers, with a hint of Satan's domineering attitude of casually judging life and death: "Three minutes, you still have three minutes. After three minutes, your blood vessels will be cut off in sections like pencil lead. This
The process will last at least five hours, and within these five hours, you will experience what life is worse than death."
Chen Lei's eyes were bloodshot and his body was bruised and bruised. At this moment, a pair of tiger eyes glared viciously at the man in front of him. It was difficult for him to connect him with the vulnerable man in the cave just now. When he took off that fragile layer of
In appearance, what he showed in front of him was naked and ruthless.
"A Feng, you haven't recovered yet, leave this to me." Xiao Jue said from behind.
"No, I will definitely let him say it."
He said, turning the three in his hand into two.
Chen Lei stared closely at his bent fingers, having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.
Time seemed to have frozen, and there was only the squeaking sound of the car driving on the road.
Just when he was about to bend down the last finger, Chen Lei gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "I said."
No matter how tough a man is, he can't withstand this inhuman torture, so he finally chose to compromise.
"I only know that she was taken back to Feng Mo's torture hall, but I don't know exactly where that torture hall is."
"Did Xuanyuan Ye do it?"
"It's Bai Lianqing, the eldest lady of Feng Mo."
"That's all?"
"That's all, I don't know anything else." Chen Lei still looked at him warily: "Now, can you let me go?"
Xiaofeng did not speak, but untied his acupuncture points and removed the ropes that bound him.
Chen Lei was still dubious and rubbed his sore wrist, with a cold light in his triangular eyes.
Xiaofeng pushed the car door open, and the driver quickly slowed down the car.
Chen Lei held the car door and glanced at him as he jumped down. He was sitting there with no expression, like a still statue.
He seemed relieved and jumped down.
As his figure moved, Xiao Feng casually pulled out his gun from Xiao Jue's waist, then cocked it and took aim. He pressed the silencer on the gun, and only made a muffled sound like a cork being pulled out of a wine bottle.
ring.
Chen Lei turned around reflexively, and suddenly his eyebrows felt hot, and a bullet passed right between his eyebrows.
He opened his eyes wide and raised his hand stiffly to point in the direction of the car. The expression on his face was terrifying and ferocious. A gust of wind blew up the grass, and his body fell straight back.
"A Feng, how can we save people if we don't know the location of the execution hall?" Xiao Jue said hesitantly.
Xiaofeng inserted the gun back into his chest and waited for the chest tightness to pass.
"There is a person, he must know where it is."
Fuma's torture hall is located in a remote place, and only Fuma ninjas who have made mistakes will be sent here. Others do not know its specific location.
A little light leaked in through the small window, and a night had passed.
The guarding man walked to the corner. The girl seemed to have fallen asleep. The blood under her body had long dried up. He used the oldest method to help her temporarily stop the bleeding. Even so, he was still not sure whether he could save the child.
.
"Miss, it's daybreak." He reminded aloud.
Zhong Yuxi opened her thick eyelids, and the little bit of light stung her eyes. She raised her hand to block it, but she could think of something immediately. She touched her belly nervously. She was not sure whether the child was still there.
, but she seemed to be able to feel that faint breath again.
"Baby, you have to be strong, you will be fine." She comforted her.
"Eat something." The man handed over a piece of bread.
Zhong Yuxi shook her head. She couldn't eat anything now. She was worried about Xiaofeng. She didn't know if he was out of danger or how his illness was.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Bai Lianxiao walked in beautifully dressed.
The man immediately hid the bread in his sleeve.
"Get out." Bai Liancheng ordered.
The man hesitated for a moment, but then he obediently withdrew. When he closed the door, he couldn't help but look back. At this glance, he was so shocked that he didn't dare to look again.
Bai Lianchang sat in front of Zhong Yuxi, playing with a sharp dagger in his hand.
"Congratulations on surviving another night. Don't worry, I won't let you die." She put the knife against Zhong Yuxi's face, and the cold blade penetrated the thin skin and sent chills to her limbs.
Zhong Yuxi looked away blankly, as if she hadn't seen her at all.
"What does Xuanyuan Ye like about you? Is it this face?"
She lifted her chin with a knife and looked at it carefully for a while: "You really have a beautiful face. No wonder every man is fascinated by you."
The knife slid down her chin to her face, "It's just that this face, I don't see any need to exist anymore. In this case, it's better to..."
A drop of blood spilled out from under the tip of the knife, which was particularly eye-catching on the fair skin.
Bai Lianchang's eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness, and he used force: "Destroy it."