When Ye Hen walked up to her, he raised his hand and slapped her hard.
Qiu Mo was beaten until she collapsed to the ground, one side of her face quickly swelled up, and the smell of blood filled her mouth. She leaned over and vomited, and a bloody tooth came out.
No matter what she did before, Ye Hen had never hit her in the face, but this time, he seemed to be extremely angry.
She sneered, it didn't matter anymore, it didn't matter anymore.
It would be better to die than live by his side, and it would be better to die early and be reborn early.
It turns out that she can hate someone so much that she wishes he would die with her.
The suffering I endured over the past ten years is still vivid in my mind, so much so that I have nightmares every day, sleepless nights, being whipped, chased, and in pain all over my body.
In the eyes of others, she may have infinite glory, and she alone has all Ye Hen's love, but who knows behind the glamor, how much beatings, scolding and humiliation she endured from him, how many things he forced her to do that she didn't want to do, and how much she had to endure.
Kneeling in front of him for the first time, she cried and begged for mercy. People who have not experienced it will never understand the sorrow of enduring humiliation and living in vain. He gave her everything and destroyed everything for her. He was a nightmare that she could not escape from in her destiny.
The meaning of living is to be tortured by him day after day.
Even if she dies, she will return everything he gave her to him. Even if she has nothing, she will not dote on him so cruelly.
Therefore, she is not afraid of anything now. The most she can do is to be killed by him. If he can't kill her, she will kill him. It's that simple.
"Momo, you are so brave." Ye Hen picked her up from the beach, and she was lifted into the air as weakly as a little chicken.
She looked at him from the air, with a coquettish sneer at the corner of her mouth: "You have seen it, I let him go, and I was the one who notified the FBI. What do you think, kill me."
Ye Hen's cold eyes reflected her defiant and fearless look at this moment. The corners of her mouth were still bleeding and her face was swollen. He didn't hit her face before because he didn't want this flawless porcelain
Crafts will be harmed.
His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, with veins protruding from them, and it seemed like he could see the blood flowing rapidly inside.
"Okay, very good." He waved his hand and threw Qiu Mo out. As soon as her already weak body was hit by the ground, she immediately felt dizzy and couldn't move for a long time.
"Give me a good spanking first, and then tomorrow..."
Ping Zhihe looked at him Tiantian and swallowed. He couldn't be thinking...
After Ye Hen's lips paused for a long time, he finally said the second half of the sentence: "Execute shark punishment."
Although Qiu Mo had known about this punishment for a long time, he never thought that one day it would be used on him. Hearing this, Qiu Mo still felt chills all over his body.
It was an extremely cruel punishment in Iceland. Those who betrayed Emperor Ling would be hung on a cliff, and then their soles would be cut with a knife and immersed in water.
The smell of blood will attract sharks in the sea. These cruel fish gather under the water, and then tear people off and tear them apart bit by bit. When the person dies, only a large area of red blood will flow on the sea surface. The scene is horrible to watch.
Pingzhi saw the uncertainty in Ye Hen's eyes, and risked his life to persuade her: "Emperor Ling, is this punishment a bit harsh? After all, she has not caused us any substantial losses."
"Pingzhi..." Ye Hen glanced at him, "You will be executed tomorrow."
Pingzhi wanted to say something more, so Tiantian hurriedly pulled his sleeve secretly. He sighed and lowered his head.
In just a short while, no one was left on the beach.
Qiu Mo sat there for a while, then slowly stood up.
She was thinking, what else could she miss?
When his hand touched the bracelet on his wrist, he was probably the only one.
However, this time we will truly be separated forever.
That's fine too.
On the balcony on the second floor, Ye Hen looked at the slender figure standing on the sea. The red wine glass in his hand was crushed by him, and the sharp fragments pierced his palm, and blood flowed down his arm.
Come down.
But he seemed to feel no pain, and his face still had the cold expression just now.
As long as she was willing to kneel down and beg for mercy just now, as usual, he might be able to let her go.
He had kindly canceled the flogging, maybe he just hoped that she would understand that he was not determined to execute her, but she knew it clearly, but did nothing. Could it be that she hated herself so much that she would rather die than stay with her?
around.
He also realized that she was a very special existence to him, and also a very dangerous uneasy factor, because when facing her, he could always easily lose his rationality and self-control, easily creating opportunities for his opponents to take advantage of.
There are simply countless people who want his life.
It was precisely because of this consideration that he made such a cruel decision. If she died, he would really have nothing to worry about.
If she died....
When Ye Hen thought that after tomorrow, she would not appear in his life, it felt like someone had ripped out his heart, leaving only a walking corpse.
Even the feeling of pain is gone.
He punched the window lattice, and he couldn't think about what was going on.
The soft beach was glowing with layers of white light under the moonlight. She sat there, facing the sea in the distance. The storm had stopped and a bright moon hung above the sea.
He was so heartbroken that he simply closed the curtains and stopped looking. After tomorrow, he would forget about her completely.
At the pier in Iceland, on the boat that had just sailed to the opposite side and then back, two people were slowly climbing up from under the side of the boat.
Under the moonlight, both men were extremely handsome, like princes who came from the deep sea to the human world for vacation.
They wore a set of dark black and gray-blue camouflage uniforms, camouflage hats on their heads, and black boots. Their tall and straight bodies made this outfit perfect and sexy.
"I'm so lucky. I didn't expect that I would miraculously arrive in Iceland after taking this ship." Yan Tianluo checked the gun he just grabbed and carefully put the ammunition platoon behind him.
"This is Emperor Ling's territory. Let's be careful." Leng Xiao pointed to the front and said, "That's the slum over there. Let's go there to rest for a night before taking action tomorrow."
This trip to Iceland is bound to be a fierce battle, so you must recharge your batteries before the battle.
The temporary place Leng Xiao found was mentioned in her diary, so he remembered it very clearly, as if they had lived here for a long time.
Nothing had changed in the dilapidated house. The samurai sword was still discarded in the corner, but it was covered with a thick layer of dust. The bedding they slept on at that time was still there, but it was too tattered to be used.
Leng Xiao looked at everything that was unfamiliar but once familiar in front of him, and seemed to be able to feel their laughter and chatter at that time.