Wilson opened the door himself, Ximen Longting came in with a group of people, and Jing Jiaren also came.
Canglang turned around and said, "We don't owe each other anything."
"Thanks……"
"I have my own things to do, I'll see you later." Cang Lang passed them coldly and left the darkroom.
Listening to his footsteps as he walked away, Jing Jiaren tilted her head——
Who is he working for, why is he unwilling to take off his mask, and what has he experienced in the past few years?
However, what's more important now is Xiaoyi.
Jing Jiaren didn't care so much anymore: "Miss Zuo Huyi, we meet again."
"You're not dead yet."
Xiaoyi's expression was ferocious: "Jing Jiaren, people like you should have died long ago!"
"Crack."
A bodyguard walked over and slapped Xiaoyi, causing half of Xiaoyi's face to miss.
She sat on an iron chair with her hands and feet shackled, and the chair was fixed to the ground...
Obviously this darkroom is usually used for interrogating servants...
In the basement, there is only a small window at a high place, letting in a beam of light.
"Jing Jiaren, I really regret that I didn't take that shot decisively more than three years ago!" Xiaoyi laughed sadly, "I regret that I didn't give you a heavier dose of medicine..."
Snap!
The second slap came, and Xiaoyi's teeth loosened a bit, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
She continued to curse without fear of death: "Jing Jiaren, go to hell, you deserve to go to hell!"
"Tell her to shut up." Ximen Longting calmly covered Jing Jiaren's eyes with his hands.
The bodyguard punched him again.
This time Xiaoyi didn't say anything anymore, his mouth was wide open and his face was completely frozen.
Apparently her jaw was dislocated and she was speechless.
Jing Jiaren's eyelashes trembled slightly, and as early as the first punch passed, he covered her with his palm...
Don't want any blood to disturb his woman!
"It's not fun here. I told you not to come." Ximen Longting said in a low voice, "It's also wet. Come up."
"Miss Jing should avoid it." Wilson also agreed.
"No, I can't just leave like this." Jing Jiaren took Ximen Longting's big hand away, "I'm not that delicate, I can see this bloody scene."
When she was beaten to a bloody pulp, she could bear it...
However, seeing Xiaoyi's swollen face and stiff mouth, Jing Jiaren still felt a little nauseous.
Ximen Longting stretched out his hand, and Wilson immediately took out a pair of black gloves...
He coldly took it in his hand, stepped forward, and pinched Xiaoyi's teeth.
"I have many ways to die...and there are many ways to torture you before you die."
His voice was low, yet extremely cold.
"If you want to choose the simplest and easiest option...just hand over the antigens honestly."
"..."
"If you go against me, you will be extremely miserable..."
Xiaoyi's mouth opened and closed twice with all his strength, as if he wanted to say something.
Ximen Longting pinched her chin and pushed it back into place.
Xiaoyi immediately laughed wildly: "She will never get the antigen... She will suffer from the pain and die bit by bit... She will die in more pain! In the end, she will be paralyzed and only her eyes can move... But she has
She has clear thinking and can feel pain... She suffers from pain all the time and can't speak... She can't even express the pain... Hahahaha! Young Master Ximen, don't you think... isn't it great?"
Ximen Longting's eyes filled with anger: "Even if you are a clam shell, I will pry open your mouth."