Guimu sneered and said: "Sizhao, you betrayed me and you dared to pretend that nothing was wrong and returned to ICV. And you still refuse to admit it until now. Do you really think that I am a fool?"
Sizhao's body trembled slightly, and he tried his best to argue: "I dare to swear that I have nothing to do with the Security Bureau! Think about it, if I leaked the ICV's stronghold, I would have run away with a guilty conscience. How dare I
Come back here immediately?"
Guimu looked at him contemptuously and said: "You, your fault is that you are too confident. You really think that everything you do is perfect and you can hide it from the outside world. It's a pity, there is no airtight wall in this world, your secret
Once you tell others, don't try to hide it anymore."
"What do you mean?" Si Zhao couldn't help but change his expression. He clenched his fists tightly and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
"It seems that you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin. You two, go and drag that traitor over." Guimu turned to the guards behind him and said.
After the door was opened again, Si Zhao saw a dying man lying on the ground covered in blood.
The man was covered in bruises, his face was red, swollen and ulcerated, and blood and cold sweat were mixed together. Si Zhao took a while to identify him before he recognized his identity. "Lan Que?"
"It's good that you still remember him. Lan Que, tell me what you told me before, and I'll see how he can argue." Guimu walked up to Lan Que and kicked his leg with the toe of his shoe.
Lan Que was covered in wounds and was in so much pain that he almost lost consciousness. A guard carried a bucket and poured all the cold water on his head.
Lan Que was aroused by the cold water, and his consciousness suddenly woke up. His whole body ached, as if his body had been torn apart by life in many places. He pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the ghost eyes with resentment in his eyes, without saying a single word.
Didn't say.
Guimu said coldly: "Before, you were talking about everything like pouring beans through a bamboo tube. Why are you pretending to be dumb now? Why, do you still want to pretend to be loyal in front of him?"
Sizhao did not expect that not long after Lanque escaped, he fell into the hands of Guimou again. Looking at his embarrassed appearance, he must have leaked his secret because he could not bear the torture. Sizhao was strong
Pretending to be calm, he said: "This man has ulterior motives and even killed Ci Gu. How can we believe his words?" He looked at Lan Que angrily and shouted: "Tell me, did the Security Bureau ask you to frame me?
of!"
Guimu looked at Sizhao's anxious and flustered look, and handed the wine glass to the guard behind him. He said indifferently: "Stop acting, I know your details clearly. You can really insist on yourself
It has nothing to do with the Security Bureau, because you are from the Hundred Lords Alliance."
Sizhao's back suddenly tensed up. He looked at the cold silver mask on Guimou's face and couldn't say a word for a moment.
"You two endured the humiliation and pretended to be in this icv, all to avenge your relatives. Don't you two quite cherish each other?" Guimu bent down and patted Lan Que's scarred back. He listened.
Lan Que groaned in pain and said to Sizhao: "Do you also want to be beaten like this before you are willing to tell the truth? Admit it earlier, and you will suffer less."
Sizhao stared at the ghost eyes in front of him, speechless for a long time. After a while, he bowed slightly and laughed, his dark face wrinkled together, and his laughter was so brisk that he seemed to have finally been freed. However,
His eyes were full of despair.
"Yes, I am here to take revenge on you. You have committed such a heinous crime and have killed so many people. Do you still expect to live the rest of your life in peace?"
A fierce look suddenly flashed in Guimu's eyes. He stepped forward and grabbed Sizhao's neck, saying in a hateful voice: "Who are you trying to scare? I could easily destroy the Baijun Alliance in the past, and I can easily kill you now.
little life."
The strength in his hand suddenly weakened, and a series of mocking laughter burst out from his mouth. "It's a pity that your painstaking dormancy has lost its meaning. You will never succeed in revenge on me in this life." The ghost eyes looked behind him.
The two guards winked. The two men immediately stepped forward and pinned Si Zhao to the ground.
Si Zhao was smaller in stature and had not learned many fighting skills. At this moment, he was knocked down by the two strong men together and had no ability to fight back. He lay on the ground in embarrassment and hit his chin heavily on the floor. He struggled
He raised his head and said angrily: "Don't get too complacent! I tell you, if I die, you will never know the whereabouts of Song Zhixia!"
"I asked why the child has not been seen for such a long time. It turns out that he was kidnapped by you." Guimu said quietly, his tone was calm, and he did not show any anxiety.
"She is your only daughter, you have to think clearly!" Sizhao's tone was threatening. The icv guard behind him stepped on his back hard, making him almost breathless.
Come. But he tried hard to maintain his composure, not wanting to show his timidity easily in front of the ghost eyes.
Guimu knelt down in front of him and grabbed his hair. "Are you threatening me? Do you know how much I hate being threatened by others?" Sizhao felt a burning pain in his scalp, and the corners of his eyes almost
Almost bursting into tears.
Sizhao endured the pain and said: "Don't you also like to threaten the lives of people's close relatives so that they can obey and work for you wholeheartedly? What I do is nothing compared to you."
Guimu sneered and said in his ear: "I'm sorry, you chose the wrong bargaining chip. I'm afraid your plan will fail."
Looking at his indifferent look, Sizhao couldn't help but change his expression. He asked in disbelief: "Do you want to ignore your own daughter?"
Guimu let go of his hair and said with an indifferent expression: "I cultivated two test-tube babies for research. She is just a test subject bleeding my blood, and I don't care about her life or death at all.
"
Liu Liuxue stood outside the door at some point. When she heard Guimou's words, her body suddenly stiffened. Those words seemed to be carried by the cold wind, making her unable to help but feel chilled from the bottom of her heart.
She covered her mouth tightly, not daring to whimper. Warm tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her pale and haggard face.
Inside the room, Si Zhao, who was lying on the ground, quietly rolled up his sleeves. The guard stepping on his back shouted sternly: "Be honest, don't move!" Just as he was about to bend down and grab his collar, his movements suddenly stopped.
Time stopped. I saw that the sharp and pointed hidden weapon had pierced deeply into his eyebrows.
The guard's mouth was slightly open, but his face still maintained the ferocious look. Blood gushes out from the wound between his eyebrows, slowly flowing to the tip of his nose, and falling drop by drop on the ground. His tall body gradually
He leaned forward and fell violently to the ground.
