In the dark and damp basement, a curled-up boy was tied behind his back with a rope and fell to the ground. He pursed his lips and closed his eyes, with no expression on his face.
At this moment, the sound of opening the door sounded in his ears. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a tall figure walking in. The basement, which was not a small one, became a little narrow because of his entry. He just opened his eyes for a moment.
The eyes immediately closed again.
"Hey, Grandpa Zhao is here, don't pretend to be dead, get up." The tall, handsome man kicked him as soon as he came in, obviously very dissatisfied with his attitude.
The young man was kicked by him and didn't even say a word. He had a very stubborn temper.
"Why, you are really pretending to be dead. Let me tell you, if you don't obey me, Grandpa Zhao, I will have many ways to make you behave." Zhao Yi knelt down beside him, holding his hair with one hand.
He forced his head up.
The boy didn't seem to feel any pain and still didn't open his eyes.
"Tell me, who is the person instigating you behind the scenes?" Zhao Yi asked again in a deep voice, resisting the urge to punch him.
But the young man seemed to be deaf, motionless and silent.
"Don't tell me, let's see how stubborn you can be." Zhao Yi slowly let go of his palms, smiling instead of angry. He stood up and clapped his crisp palms twice.
As soon as he started clapping his hands, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by several strong men filing in and standing aside waiting for instructions.
"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. If you choose to continue pretending to be dead, they will treat you well." Zhao Yi had a perverted evil smile on his face, and his gorgeous voice was like a devil's talisman at the moment.
This time he finally opened his eyes, and his dark, black jewel-like eyes stared straight at him with a gleam of resentment.
"What do you think, do you want to cooperate with me or do you want them to fall in love with you?" His hateful eyes meant nothing to him.
The young man remained silent, just gritted his teeth and stared at him hatefully.
"Very good, I like people with backbone the most. Let's see how long you can last." Zhao Yi said, turning his head to face the few tough men who had just come in, with an amiable smile on his face, but his voice suddenly
He became cold and cruel, "Give him his turn, be a little harder and a little more brutal. Whoever dares to show mercy will be waiting to be with the eunuch."
"Yes, Mr. Zhao." Those tough men responded hurriedly.
"Very good, come on together." Zhao Yi snapped his fingers, and the tough men immediately stepped forward and grabbed the slender and fragile body, while he sat down on a chair leisurely.
Look at the interesting things that are about to happen in front of you with interest.
At first, the boy just gritted his teeth and let them hold his hands and feet and tear his clothes. The rope that tied him tightly was also broken by their pulling. Just when the rope broke, the boy
He suddenly began to resist. Those men thought that he would accept their abuse obediently, but they did not expect that he would resist, and he accidentally broke free from him.
"Don't come over here." A cold light passed by, and I saw that there was a dagger in the young man's hand at some point, and the sharp blade was placed across his neck, and his cold black eyes were full of death.
Stubborn eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, do you think I care about your life or death? Do you overestimate yourself?" Looking at his actions, Zhao Yi just raised his eyebrows and smiled like a flower.
"Do you think I care about you?" the young man said with a sneer.
