She opened the page and looked at the content inside, but couldn't read a word.
Rong Shaoze stood behind her for a long time. He kept looking at her back, but she didn't look back.
Finally, he had to quietly exit the room.
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A secret villa, in a dark basement.
The manservant who leaked the information was beaten all over and his face was covered with blood, but he still kept his mouth strong and refused to admit that he was the one who leaked the information.
The bodyguard expressed helplessness and excitement for such a strict-mouthed person. This was a bit challenging, but it was too time-consuming.
Seeing Rong Shaoze walking in, they stopped and reported the situation to him respectfully: "Young Master Ze, this man has a very strict mouth and will refuse to admit it even to the death."
"Master... I really didn't... betray you..." The male servant lay on the ground and stretched out his dirty hands stained with blood towards him.
Rong Shaoze glanced lightly, his black eyes cold and deep.
He stretched out his palm, and a bodyguard pulled out a pistol, loaded it, and placed it respectfully in his hand.
Seeing this, the manservant opened his eyes in horror and his breathing became faster and faster.
Rong Shaoze curled his lips and smiled cruelly, his finger hooked on the trigger, the gun spun a few times in his hand, and then he pointed the dark muzzle at the manservant.
"Master?! What are you going to do?" the manservant asked in panic.
"Bang--" His answer was just a gunshot.
"Ah!!!" The gun hit his thigh, and he screamed, his whole body twitching violently in pain.
"Bang -" There was another gunshot, and this time the bullet entered his arm.
"Ah...it hurts so much! It hurts so much! Master, please spare me. It hurts so much. Master, please spare my life!"
Rong Shaoze smiled slightly, innocently.
The smoking muzzle was pointed at his other thigh again.
He was so horrified that his eyes almost bulged out, "Master, please spare my life! Don't kill me, don't, Master!"
Rong Shaoze nodded slightly, stepped forward, and stepped hard on his arm with his special hard cowhide boots, making him unable to move.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed at his palm.
With one shot, his hand will be useless!
"No, Master, please don't..." The manservant struggled hard, which only made him step harder.
Rong Shaoze pulled the trigger slightly. Every slow movement he made was slowing down his nerves.
"Master, let me tell you, I will tell you anything!"
His fingers paused, and he squinted at him condescendingly, his eyes cold.
The male servant endured the severe pain and asked in panic: "Master, if I do everything, will you let me go?"
"That depends on whether you are telling the truth."
"I will definitely tell you everything, and I will never dare to lie!"
Rong Shaoze let go of his arm and threw the gun to a bodyguard.
He took two steps forward, turned around and sat on a chair, crossing one leg over the other with a leisurely and noble movement.
"Tell me, who ordered you to do it?"
"I didn't know him. I went out shopping on the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival and was stopped by a man wearing sunglasses.
He told me that if anything happens at the young master's house, let me take a photo and give him the photo, and he will give me another million afterwards.
If I don't do it, he will kill me. Master, I am forced, if I don't agree to him, he will kill me.
I had no choice but to agree to him. Master, this is all I know, please let me go, I will never dare to do this again!"
