A wisp of candlelight appeared at the door of the basement, emitting an erratic light behind the iron gate like a fence, which looked a bit strange.
Under the candlelight, what appeared was a young woman's pretty face like a goddess, her skin was like gelatin, and her eyes were as blue as the sea.
This woman is clearly the FBI agent, Emily, codenamed 013. She is covered in a long gray windbreaker, completely covering her graceful body.
Emily held a large red candle in her left hand and a key in her right hand to open the lock on the iron door. She opened the door with a clang, twisted her body and walked in on slender high heels.
Ximen Lang, who was sitting on the iron bed, looked over in confusion, wondering what the woman was doing. Why was she still holding a candle in her hand? It looked weird.
Emily walked to and stood next to the iron bed, with a half-smiling expression on her face, like a wild cat catching a mouse with malicious intentions.
Ximen Lang has always been fearless, but when he saw the other party's strange smile, he felt a little nervous and asked hurriedly: "What do you want to do?"
"Nothing, just that I can't sleep alone, so I came here to see you." Emily said softly. She became almost different from her, almost completely different from her.
Ximenlang frowned, "What's so good about me..." He rolled his eyes and thought, I wonder if I can use this woman to gain freedom. He lost no time in asking: "What's the annual salary of your FBI agents?"
Emily said angrily: "Why should I tell you?"
"Forget it, let me guess your annual salary, is it half a million dollars?"
Emily said in surprise: "Fifty thousand, don't be kidding me. The annual salary of the president of our country M is only four hundred thousand dollars. How can I, an agent, get such a high annual salary?"
Ximen Lang hurriedly asked: "Then what is your annual salary? I don't believe your annual salary is that low?"
Emily seemed to be in a good mood and said: "Forget it, let me tell you, this is not a secret. The annual salary of an ordinary FBI agent is more than 30,000 US dollars. I am a senior agent and my salary is relatively high.
The annual salary is more than 68,000 US dollars..."
This answer was really beyond Ximenlang's expectation. He said in surprise: "It's only this little, but it's not as much as I make in a day?"
To be precise, the other party's annual salary is not even as much as what he makes in one hour. Many companies bring him tens of millions of dollars in profits every day. All in all, Emily's hard work for a year is only equivalent to his income in ten minutes.
.In other words, in the more than four hours since he was caught, at least 1.5 million US dollars was credited to his account, which was enough for the woman to work for more than 20 years.
Emily was surprised and said, "You are so bragging, how much do you make in a day, and you actually said that my salary in a year is not as much as you make in a day?"
Ximen Lang didn't want to get entangled with her on this issue, so he went straight to the topic, "Forget it, since you think I'm bragging, just pretend I didn't say it. Let's make a deal, if you let me go
Well, I’ll give you 10 million US dollars, which is enough for you to use for a lifetime, how about that?”
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Emily's mouth, "I didn't expect that you are quite generous. You can get ten million US dollars with just one mouthful. It's a pity that I'm not very interested in money. Otherwise, I would have found a super guy a long time ago."
The rich man got married."
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "If it's too little, then I'll give you 100 million US dollars, as long as you let me go..."
The smile on Emily's face disappeared, replaced by a frosty face, and she said coldly: "Don't have such wishful thinking. I am a special personnel who has sworn an oath under the Stars and Stripes. I will never do anything that damages the organization and the people."
behavior of the state.”
Ximen Lang thought to himself, stop pretending to me, are there any people who don’t love money these days? He then said: "How about a billion dollars..."
Emily frowned, tilted her left hand, and a drop of hot wax dripped down.
The moment the wax oil fell on Ximen Lang's chest, he felt the unspeakable pain and cursed angrily: "Damn woman, what are you going to do?"
While Emily was dripping the wax, she kept paying attention to the expression on the other person's face. Seeing the boy's expression change drastically due to pain, she felt very happy and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a game."
Suddenly, Ximen Lang thought of something. He stared at the burning red candle with a slightly frightened look in his eyes, and two familiar letters came to his mind, S, M...
"You...can't you do such a disgusting thing?" Ximen Lang said angrily. He had a faint sense of fear in his heart, fearing that the other party would transform into a beautiful queen and treat him as a training object. You know, although he
I have read countless women, but after all, I am young and my taste is not that strong. I have never experienced the scene in front of me.
"Is it disgusting? I think it's good!" Emily said disapprovingly. As she spoke, she continued to sprinkle the wax oil drop by drop, and she became more and more excited as she watched the boy's fair skin turn red.
Ximen Lang felt that this feeling was very strange. If he used one word to describe it, it could be called pain and happiness. His hands and feet were locked, and he had no ability to resist at all, so he could only endure it silently.
Ten minutes later, Ximen Lang's body was covered with condensed dots of wax oil, like tiny plum blossoms.
Emily became more and more excited. She extinguished the candle and threw it on the ground. With both hands, she tore off her windbreaker and threw it aside in an instant, revealing the black leather vest, leather skirt, and black stockings underneath, which looked unique.
Her features make her skin look even whiter. Coupled with her extraordinary temperament, she looks like a high-ranking queen, with a faint smile on her lips.
"You...what else are you going to do?" Seeing her dress like this, Ximen Lang felt something was wrong and felt unsure.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Emily threw her head back and laughed wildly. She turned around and walked to the shelf. When she came back, she held a whip in her hand. She took a few steps forward, and with a shake of her wrist, she whipped out the whip.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound came out, and the slender whip tip hit Ximen Lang's body. The condensed wax oil jumped up one after another, like a beating musical note, and a long red mark appeared on it.
Ximenlang grinned in pain, but barely managed to hold back from screaming. Only then did he realize that the other party was a lover of the queen and behaved strangely. He knew in his heart that the louder he screamed, the more excited the other party would be.
The methods will become increasingly cruel.
Pulling out the whip, Emily laughed wildly again, "You brat, why didn't you say anything? You screamed instead. I'm waiting for you to beg for mercy..."