Thinking about it now, she still felt frightened.

When the hallucinations that appeared from time to time in her dream were actually played out in front of her eyes, she really went crazy, scratching and biting, almost out of control.

Even so, he still wouldn't let her go. He took off her clothes and tied her hands and feet tightly on the bed.

Just when he was about to draw the bow, the door was kicked open with a bang.

A group of men in black armed with guns rushed in and rescued her.

"Good boy, don't be angry! Just let me do it!" Qin Molin hugged Xia Weiliang, turned around and squinted at the young man on the ground, and ordered in a cold voice: "Untie him!"

Huang Mao was tied up and staggered trying to stand up.

Qin Molin stepped on him, looked into his eyes with cold eyes and asked: "Which hand?"

"Wha...what?" He was so frightened that he was already out of his mind.

"The hand that hit her?"

"Forgot...forgot..."

"Forgot? Then use both hands together!" Qin Molin sneered, pinched the man's wrist, and twisted it with his backhand. With a crisp sound, the bones were broken...

The man's howl like a slaughtering pig resounded throughout the sky...

Xia Weiliang couldn't bear it and turned her head away and blocked her ears.

Qin Molin pursed his lips and smiled, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He pinched his neck, lightly opened his thin lips, and asked: "What did your eyes see? Did you see everything? Huh?"

His voice was very soft, and even sounded a little soft, but in Huang Mao's ears, there were waves of fear...

"Then dig it out too!" Qin Molin held the corners of his lips and sneered.

The subordinates standing aside felt chills running down their spines after hearing this. If they were going to do that kind of thing, how could they not look at it or make physical contact with it?

The boss's next words won't mean that he will also peel off his skin, right?

"Qin Molin!" Xia Weiliang couldn't help it anymore and said from the side: "Don't be so cruel! It's enough to teach him a lesson, not to mention I haven't really been..."

"You are so kind, Weiwei! This world is far darker than you imagine!" Qin Molin sighed.

You must not know that he is the son of Master Gui!

You must not know that Qin Jingxuan used Master Gui's help to kill me, my mother and five servants in the family.

I still can't bear to think about the tragic circumstances of their deaths...

"Fourth Young Master! Please! I don't dare to do it anymore! Please, for my dad's sake! My dad is Lingjiang's ghost master! Ghost master, do you know?" Huang Mao knelt on the ground,

Drooping these two useless arms, kowtow and beg for mercy.

"I can let you go! Then it depends on when your father will come to pick him up!" Qin Molin said a word, hugged Xia Weiliang and left the rooftop.

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Coming down from the rooftop, Xia Weiliang walked silently behind Qin Molin.

"Is this your home?" She couldn't help but ask as she looked at the palace-like townhouse with gorgeous interior decoration.

Qin Molin turned back to look at her and shook his head: "This is my villa! But it's not my home!"

Xia Weiliang asked in surprise: "Isn't your villa your home?"

Qin Molin smiled slightly: "My villa still lacks a mistress! With a mistress, it can become a home!"

Xia Weiliang nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!