Yingda's eyes widened when he saw it. He wanted to rush to Ada, but he was kicked hard in the crook of his leg and fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.
"Brother..."
Ada came over, looked at him left and right, raised his hand, and punched him hard in the face.
Yingda was wearing a torture device and wanted to fight back, but it was impossible.
He gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood, straightened up, and asked provocatively: "Is that all you have?"
Ada looked at him and spoke slowly: "You can disobey, but your men will suffer because of you."
Hearing this, Ying Da's expression froze, and then his face was full of anger.
Ito immediately said: "Yingda, don't be impulsive."
Yingda took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and did not continue the conflict with Ada.
Ada turned around, directed the prison guards to distribute uniforms and number tags, and imprisoned them all.
He stood in front of the cell, looked around and said: "You are the prisoners of Lafite Manor. Recognize your identity and stand in your position. Don't do anything that may lead to death. Just
It's so unwise." As he spoke, his eyes swept over Ying Da, who had cold eyes but could not hide the murderous intent.
Sooner or later, he will kill this guy with his own hands!
After he left, Ito couldn't wait to ask: "Yingda, what... is going on?"
Yingda looked very ugly. He sat down and said only one word: "Water."
Ito cursed in a low voice, "I knew it!"
The two communicated for a brief moment, and Ying Da immediately asked: "When I came in, I saw Visa."
"How is he?" Ito asked concerned.
"Very good, very free." While speaking, Yingda kept staring at Ito, trying to get some clues from his face. However, Ito just nodded and said with relief: "No matter what
, as long as he’s fine.”
Yingda asked suspiciously: "That's it?"
"Well, that's it."
Yingda was a little confused, but since Ito said so, he didn't delve into it further. After all, Visa was not a member of their hunter alliance.
"By the way," Ito asked hurriedly as if he remembered something, "Where is that boy Takaji?"
Yingda shook his head, not knowing whether he meant "I don't know" or "I can't tell."
Ito understood that there must be surveillance in this cell. If he dared to imprison them all together, he would not be afraid of them plotting something.
Since Ying Er has not been caught, it is a hope anyway. However, his symptoms after being poisoned are a bit worrying.
On his first night in prison, Ito couldn't sleep.
All I could think about was Visa, and I didn't know what he would do if he was alone in the manor. Would he be in danger? Also, what did he mean by what he said today?
Tossing and turning uncomfortably, he simply sat up and looked at the petite moon in the ten-centimeter-large window, his brows tightening involuntarily.
Black rose...isn't a male sex act?
Immediately, he shook his head vigorously.
Damn, what was he thinking?!
But immediately, Ito frowned uneasily.
Visa's appearance is rare and stunning in the world, just in case...
He knocked his head angrily, fell back and closed his eyes, forcing himself to sleep and stop thinking about these strange things! If Visa knew, he would definitely die in an ugly way!
so……
sleep!
Everything in Lafite Manor is shrouded in silence.
A figure dodged the guards one after another and sneaked into the control room quietly.
Seeing the two generators in operation, Visa's eyes narrowed and he reached out to press the red stop button.
At this moment, a slightly disappointed voice came from behind: "If I were you, I wouldn't do that."
Hearing this voice, Visa's hand froze.
Biting his lip, he slowly turned back.
At some point, Jue Zhan stood at the door, neatly dressed, with his hands behind his back, his face full of disappointment and heartache, "Visa, how long are you going to let me down? I will give you opportunities again and again. I miss you."
Come back to me again, but you..."
Putting away his surprise, Visa smiled coldly and turned around to face him. There was a touch of ridicule on his beautiful face: "I saved him!"
Jue Zhan frowned, and the worry in his eyes became even worse: "Weisa, you really know how to hurt me the most."
Visa clenched his hands and stood in front of him coldly, cold and charming, inviolable and noble.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? No one can stop me from what I want to do!" He raised his hand and pointed directly at Jue Zhan, "Including you."
Jue Zhan squinted his eyes and nodded slowly: "Okay, it seems like it's time for you to suffer a little, otherwise you won't even be able to find your way home." As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward suddenly.
Visa was well prepared. He turned sideways and punched his waist directly. Jue Zhan reacted quickly and avoided the attack. At the same time, a heavy fist landed on his arm. The speed was incredible.
Visa only felt numbness in his arm, and then pain spread throughout his body.
He gritted his teeth and backed away hastily, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Jue Zhan looked at him, unbuttoned his clothes, and said quietly: "I taught you all your skills. I know every move you make, and naturally I also know where your weaknesses are!"
When he rushed over again, he was even faster.
Visa reacted immediately, not avoiding his attack, but rushing towards the two generators.
He knows that he only has one chance!
He has already investigated that the bombs on Ito and others need to receive a timing signal. As long as the signal disappears, the bomb will lose its effect! The signal passes through a certain host here. It will take some time to find it!
Therefore, Visa simply chose a more brutal approach - cutting off all power here!
The cold temperament behind him approached, and Visa ignored it. Just as he was about to touch the red button, his shoulder felt a pain, and then half of his body lost consciousness.
He turned around and saw the needle stuck in his back, a trace of hatred bursting out of his eyes.
"I said, I taught you all your skills."
Visa looked tense, resisting the numbness and pain in his body, and still stretched out his hand...
Jue Zhan stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. His eyes turned cold and he showed no mercy. With a sudden force, he broke his fingers...
"Ugh!"
Visa groaned, and strings of cold sweat dripped down, soaking his beautiful face...
With their fingers connected to their hearts, one can imagine the heart-piercing pain. Even so, Visa still bit his lip tightly to prevent himself from showing a hint of timidity. Instead, his eyes were filled with mockery as he gasped and said: "
Is it just... to this extent?"
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