In the dark and damp dungeon, a woman's voice appeared——
"Xiaoyu, you are wrong."
A faint, indifferent and teasing voice sounded softly!
Like the first snow in the cold winter, cold, ruthless, full of sharp and cold touch.
——Although, this voice is as crisp and sweet as an oriole. It is elegant, clear, mellow, and has the ultimate charm, as if it comes from the mouth of a professional voice actor.
In the middle of the dungeon, there was a trembling woman kneeling. She looked very young, only in her twenties. She was wearing a white skirt. The skirt had been torn, and she could clearly see the rips.
to bloodstains.
At this moment, she was shivering in the middle of the dungeon. She still had pretty cheeks, but she still didn't dare to raise her head and look at the beautiful figure in front of her.
In front of her, less than three meters away, there was a large revolving chair.
To be honest, it is strange that there is a big revolving chair in such a dark dungeon. And on the wall facing the revolving chair, there is a dazzling array of various torture instruments, sharp blades, and various
A small bottle with strange colors and a bright flame burning next to it.
The burning flames jumped one after another, reflecting the whole room with light and shadow. It did not feel warm at all, but was very scary.
Next to the revolving chair, stood two rows of men in black suits. Each of them had expressionless faces, as stern as sculptures.
As for the swivel chair, it always faced away and did not rotate around.
"Xiaoyu, you have been taking care of Xiaobao these years. Tell me, how do I treat you?"
The woman's soft laughter, like the warm sunshine of spring, made the eyes of the bloodthirsty men next to her warm up a bit.
However, to Xiaoyu's ears, it was terrifying!
"You, of course you treat me very well."
"Really?" The woman smiled softly, her voice rising slightly, "You know, I am very nostalgic for old feelings. At that time, you were penniless, and you knelt at my feet and begged me to save your life. I agreed.
I left you and asked you to take care of my son. In these years, I have never treated you badly. Tell me, should you betray me for a man? "
Xiaoyu's pupils shrank and she didn't say a word.
"I am a person with a good heart, and I also understand that there must be a fine line in everything. In this way, if you give me the information on the Yamaguchi group, I will pretend that this matter has never happened. What do you think?"
The woman's voice was still polite, and from the corners of her raised eyes, she was still looking at her slender white fingers casually.
Xiaoyu shook her head: "I really don't know! Miss Ji, I really don't know anything! Please forgive me, please forgive me!"
The woman didn't say anything, but looked at the bodyguard next to her with her charming eyes. The man understood, stepped forward, and gave the woman a syringe.
"Miss Ji, Miss Ji, please spare me! Miss Ji!" Xiaoyu crawled over crazily, trying to refuse the medicine, but several bodyguards next to her immediately grabbed her hands and restrained her. She
She watched helplessly as the blue, cold potion was pushed into her body along the stinging needle tip!