The car roared and arrived at a splendid club.

When An Lan stepped into the club, she had a vague premonition in her heart, and she even wanted to turn back.

But, Feng Yu won't give her this chance!

He blocked her retreat and sneered condescendingly: "Don't you want to see An Zhongjie? As you wish!"

He held An Lan's hand half-forcedly, and took the stairs to the top floor, where he found an extremely luxurious club. Priceless paintings were hung on both sides of the walls. The uneven depictions in those paintings revealed a bit of explicit ambiguity.

The tall and handsome receptionist showed a sincere smile and welcomed Feng Yu and An Lan in.

An Lan looked at the man in front of her, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Feng Yu glanced at her sideways, raised the corners of his lips with a malicious curve, and whispered in her ear: "Are you attracted to him? As long as you beg me, I can consider letting him serve you!"

An Lan raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely, and whispered: "Shameless!"

Feng Yu chuckled nonchalantly, and the two of them shuttled through the splendid corridors, meeting many men and women along the way.

Judging from the appearance, all the staff here are without exception good-looking, tall, handsome or delicate. It is obvious that the people who come here to spend money are wealthy people.

Feng Yu led An Lan to a room. He sat on the sofa leisurely, raised his eyebrows and looked at An Lan and asked, "Are you ready?"

An Lan was silent, biting her lower lip, her hands clenched into fists at some point, and her body was trembling slightly.

Feng Yu took a panoramic view of her performance, smiled with satisfaction, and pressed the remote control button.

The black curtain directly opposite slowly opened, revealing a floor-to-ceiling glass window, and behind the glass window were two men, naked to the waist, fighting.

When An Lan saw that familiar face, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She threw herself in front of the glass window and beat it hard, shouting: "Brother, big brother...it's me, big brother...

"

Behind the glass window, two men were fighting with fists and fists. Both of them seemed to have red eyes and scars on their bodies.

An Zhongjie's eyes were red and he stared at the opponent fiercely. Although his whole body was sore, he still fought hard.

Because he knows how terrible the punishment for losing is.

The fighting room was soundproofed, so An Zhongjie couldn't hear An Lan's words, and even though she slapped her hands to pieces, he didn't notice at all.

After An Lan cried for a while, she realized that An Zhongjie had not stopped. She turned around and ran to Feng Yu, saying: "Feng Yu, tell him to stop! Tell them to stop! If this continues, my brother will be beaten to death!"

Feng Yu didn't seem to hear her words. He still stared at the fighting scene and said calmly: "In this place, as long as you can afford the money, you can see whatever you want and play whatever you want."

"There are at least a few games like this in a day." Feng Yu paused, pinched her chin and said, "Do you know what will happen to the loser?"

"No, I don't want to know! Let him go, please let my brother go..." An Lan cried and shook her head. At this moment, she was no longer stubborn and no longer stubbornly raised her head to refuse to admit defeat.

An Zhongjie was her only relative in the world. She could no longer be willful or harsh-tongued. She could only kneel there humbly, begging that man to give him a way out.

"You want to see An Zhongjie. I've satisfied you. Do you still want to die now?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to!" An Lan was so heartbroken that she didn't even dare to turn around and look at An Zhongjie.

The eldest brother in my memory was polite and gentle, but when had he ever been so fierce and embarrassed?

"Did you agree to donate blood and kidney? Do you still dare to ask me to sign a divorce agreement?" Feng Yu's voice was so cold that An Lan couldn't help but shiver.

She bit her lower lip tightly, glanced at An Zhongjie subconsciously, then closed her eyes again, and said firmly like a vow: "I promise, I promise everything, please let my brother go!"

Feng Yu glanced at her with a sneer, picked up the phone and said a few words. An Zhongjie was finally let out before he fainted, but he still didn't know anything.

Seeing that he was safe, An Lan wanted to rush out to find him, but Feng Yu grabbed his arm coldly, his cruel face full of coldness——
Chapter completed!