What made her even more stunned was seeing a man tied to an iron pillar, with whip marks all over his body and blood on his face. He could no longer see his true face, and he was tortured until he was dying!
Who is this person? She was so frightened that she started to panic!
The hair on his body was all horrified, and his eyes were wandering, and then he noticed Yesi Luo sitting in a corner, enjoying a cup of fragrant tea.
Ah Chi pushed her, causing her to stagger a few steps and involuntarily walk towards the direction where Yesi Luo was sitting.
The corner where he sat was separated by a thin screen, with a thick carpet underneath, the wall behind him was covered with embossed velvet wallpaper, silver candlesticks were placed on the dining table, and the napkins were embroidered with gilt embroidery.
There is a bottle of exquisite flower arrangements in the middle of the table, with delicious food next to it. The red wine is chilled in a pocket-sized ice bucket, filled with dense white mist due to the temperature difference.
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He did not raise his head, but just held the lily-shaped crystal wine glass in his hand, as if he was carefully looking at the scarlet red wine in his hand.
The underground execution chamber is comparable to other people's hell.
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All kinds of cold and sharp tubular thorn-like knives.
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Gorgeous delicacies on earth.
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An elegant gentleman is like a handsome man sitting at a European royal banquet.
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No matter how you look at it, why it doesn’t match, how you look at it, why you feel that the atmosphere is weird and weird.
While he was hesitating, Cheng Liuli was pressed on the shoulders by Achi behind him, and sat down on the seat opposite Yesilo.
Just by turning her head slightly, she could see the man who was tortured to the point of dying on the stage and hear his heavy and rapid breathing!
"Do you recognize who he is?" He said it lightly, without much expression on his face, except for the slender hand holding the wine glass, and the joints gradually became so tight that they turned white.
Cheng Liuli looked at the man after hearing this. It didn't matter. She almost stood up in shock——
"Ye...Ye Sihao?"
This man, whose whole body was covered in flesh and blood, with blood stains on his face, and who was so tortured that he could barely see his facial features, turned out to be Yesi Luo's biological brother, Yesi Hao!
The white expensive retro shirt on his body has been whipped into strips of cloth. The horizontal and vertical whip marks on his torso are shocking. His pants are stained with blood. His messy black hair half-covers his eyes.
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Where is this old boy who looked sunny and youthful? Only from the reluctance and anger burning fiercely in his eyes, you can vaguely see the shadow of the Ye family nobles.
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"Do you know what happens to those who betray me?" Yesilo stared at his younger brother, the wine glass in his hand swaying leisurely, drawing a bloody arc.
"..." Cheng Liuli didn't know what to say.
Ye Sihao is Luo Shao's biological brother. If he betrays him, this is the result. What about her? A woman like her who deliberately wants to kill him, shouldn't she be quartered by five horses or killed by ten thousand swords?
Slowly tortured to death?
"Keep fighting!"
At the command, a shirtless and tough man walked over from the side, holding a leather whip, and started to beat Yesihao with a crackle.
The whip was as thick as an ordinary man's thumb. Every time he whipped it a few times, he would dip some salt water from the basin next to him. In this way, every time the whip was struck, it would bring up torn strands of clothing, and Ye Sihao couldn't help but feel