Gritting his teeth to bear the impact, Visa's nails were already bleeding, but he still refused to say a word and did not look away from the people downstairs...
When everything becomes calm again.
The man lay on Visa's body lustfully, tightened his arms, and placed his whole body on his chest, hoping that he could feel his heartbeat.
Visa remained motionless, even tired of resisting.
After venting his anger, his emotions were extremely soothed. He gently arranged his clothes, looked at him with great pity, and said: "Visa, I want to build a world for you, where only
The two of us...are just like before."
"Before..." Visa slowly showed an uncertain expression, slowly turned around, and looked at him with extremely unfamiliar eyes, as if this person to him was just a moment, with no past.
, there is no future, nothing is anymore...
The look in Visa's eyes made him startled. Soon, he raised his eyebrows again and held him tighter with his hands.
Wei Sa narrowed his eyes little by little and spoke loudly: "Jue Zhan, the debt I owe you, just now is enough to repay you!"
The man narrowed his eyes, which were no longer melancholy but covered with anger: "What are you talking about?"
Visa raised a meaningless smile and said word by word: "You swept away my only dignity and left me with nothing. Isn't this enough to repay your debt of love?"
"Damn it! Who told you to say this?!" Jue Zhan was furious and punched him, but Wei Sa didn't move and just stood there, staring coldly at the fist that was about to come to him.
The fist stopped less than two centimeters away from his face.
Visa looked at him mockingly, raised his hand, and touched his handsome and masculine cheek, "Juezhan, you understand me, just like I understand you. I never lose in a competition,
It's the same this time!" At some point, he had three silver needles in his hand and slowly caressed his skin. Jue Zhan squinted and looked at it, "Have you forgotten? This thing is useless to me.
"
"Haha," Visa laughed, his voice was very soft, making it difficult for people to catch it even if they wanted to, "but it is useful to me."
Jue Zhan's expression changed, "Say it again!"
"Before, it didn't matter how I lived, but now, it's different..." Visa shook his head, turned his eyes sideways, and scanned the downstairs, which suddenly became sad and sentimental again.
After another moment, it disappeared.
He raised his head and looked at Jue Zhan, "I don't want to live so cheaply."
"Crack!"
A slap hit Wei Sa hard on the face, "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that!"
Jue Zhan was furious, and the muscles in his body were tense.
Nothing made him more angry than Visa's self-deprecation!
Wei Sa's cheek tilted to one side, and he tasted blood at the corner of his mouth. He just licked it gently with the tip of his tongue. Looking back, his cold eyes made Jue Zhan tremble.
"I have paid back what I owe you. What about you?"
After pushing him away, Visa straightened his back and walked outside.
"Come back! I order you, come back!" Visa turned a deaf ear to Jue Zhan's command behind him, even though... he knew what was pointing at him from behind.
The gun in Jue Zhan's hand finally fell.
He turned his head and stared at the people downstairs, with hatred in his eyes.
Ito and his men had already cleared away the piles of rocks. He came to Ada, raised his eyebrows at him, and pointed behind him, "I believe that such a well-disciplined army like you will not ignore what you say.
Are you talking?"
Ada always had an expressionless face, and her voice didn't fluctuate much. She said quietly: "Of course."
"That's good." The corners of Ito's lips were slightly raised, and a hint of coolness flashed across his smiling eyes from time to time. He took another step forward and lowered his voice: "If you want to show it to your people, you have to show it
If you show some sincerity, we will naturally be happy to cooperate, what do you think?"
With a very domineering smile, he turned around and walked back to the team.
Ada's eyes became even colder and he ordered all the prisoners to be taken back.
Ito was right. Since it was a "show" and they were willing to cooperate, he would naturally have to show off.
After being brought back to the cell, Ito's face suddenly darkened, and his expression became obviously impetuous. He frowned, stopped Ada who was about to leave, and asked: "Where is Visa? Where is he?"
This place is a den of dragons and tigers, with murderous intentions hidden everywhere. Visa has not been seen since just now, which makes him very uneasy.
Ada stopped and looked back at him, "He is different from you, so his treatment is naturally different."
Ito was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask something more, but Ada had already turned around and walked out of the door.
Visa is different from them?
What's the difference? Could it be that they are also working with the Seventh Bureau and want to get his sister's military intelligence from Visa?
If that's the case, wouldn't Visa be in danger?
The more Ito thought about it, the more worried he became. He could not sit still in the narrow cell, grabbing the railings tightly, as if he wanted to break them.
Just then, the door opened again.
When he looked up and saw the person walking in, he was overjoyed and all his anxiety was swept away.
"Sa!"
Visa walked towards him and said coldly to the prison guard next to him: "Open the door."
"No...no..."
When the prison guard saw it was him, he was so frightened that his legs became weak and he stepped back from time to time.
He raised his hand, silver light flashed between his fingers, "Open it, or not open it!"
The prison guard opened the cell door without saying a word.
Anyway, there are high-voltage lines connected here, so they won't be able to escape.
The door opened, Visa walked in, and the door behind him slammed shut.
He didn't say anything and slowly sat on the ground.
"Sa, where have you been?" Ito sat opposite him and stared at him.
"I didn't go anywhere." Visa looked away, as if he didn't want to say anything more.
"Then you..." Ito wanted to say something else, but suddenly noticed his face.
On such a beautiful and fair face, there was actually a palm print!
Ito's eyes turned cold as soon as he saw it, and he pinched his chin, "What's going on? Who hit you?!"
Visa broke away and frowned, "It's okay."
Ito suddenly jumped up from the ground, pointed at him, and said angrily: "Damn! What's wrong? You've been beaten, and you still say it's okay? Tell me, who is it? Tell me, I'm going to smoke
Break his muscles!" He was so angry that his hair almost stood up.
Dare to hit him? Damn it, I really don’t want to live!!
"Is it the Black Rose?!" Ito knew Visa's strength, so after much deliberation, he found that this bastard was the most likely!
Visa touched his face with his hand, but there was still a burning pain there.