At nightfall, after seeing off the guests, Mu Yiyi finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Feng, has something happened? I saw that when Mrs. Greco was talking to you, your expression seemed too serious!"
Lei Yufeng hugged her and replied softly: "It's nothing!"
He decided to hide these troubles from Mu Yiyi because he was afraid that she would have random thoughts.
"Did I behave badly today?"
"You are very good! At least in my eyes, you are already very good!" He took her little hand and put it to his lips and kissed her gently.[
Mu Yiyi smiled and thought of his little brother: "By the way, why didn't you see me today?"
"He is in Switzerland with LiLi and will be back in a few days."
She was about to say something when she saw Monan hurriedly walked into the hall.
"Mr. Lei! Miss Mu!" He nodded politely, then stepped forward and whispered a few words in Lei Yufeng's ear.
Mu Yiyi turned to look at Lei Yufeng, feeling that his deep and beautiful eyes had become emotionless at this moment, like a bird of prey sealing its throat with one claw!
"Yiyi," Lei Yufeng turned around and hugged the woman in his arms, his eyes instantly softened, "You go to sleep first, I... have something to do!"
A generous smile appeared on Mu Yiyi's beautiful face, she nodded and said, "Go ahead! Go early and come back early!"
He bit her lips with some reluctance and said in a hoarse voice: "Wait for me!"
"Okay!" In fact, since arriving in Italy, she has felt Lei Yufeng's busyness, which was not common in City A.
Looking at the man's back disappearing outside the hall, Mu Yiyi suddenly felt relieved. Another day had passed, and it was still such an extraordinary day.
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In the basement of a farm somewhere in the suburbs, the lights were brightly lit.
A young oriental man was tied to a cross-shaped wooden stake.
Lei Yufeng sat on a wooden chair not far from him. Monan and Yiqian's men looked at the man fiercely.
"Tell me! Where is Beitangwu?" Monan asked.
The man's body was covered with wounds and whip marks.
He lowered his head and groaned in pain from time to time, but did not speak.
Monan stretched out his hand and spread his palm, and a subordinate beside him quickly handed over a small silver knife in the shape of a willow leaf.
Monan held the silver knife in his hand and played with it. The man raised his head at this moment. When his eyes just glanced this way, the silver knife in Monan's hand had already been taken out and flew towards the man like lightning. [
There was a muffled "ding-dong" sound, and the silver knife almost grazed the man's neck and landed on his shoulder.
Lei Yufeng looked at him coldly, calmly.
The man was covered in cold sweat and his whole body was weak. This death game was much crueler than directly inflicting physical pain on him.
Just as he was flashing his eyes, there was a flash of silver light, and another small silver knife flew towards him quickly.
This time, the silver knife grazed his ear, and the sharp blade cut off several of his ear hairs.
"Don't tell me yet?" Monan played with the silver knife in his hand, with a sinister smile on his face.
The man opened his mouth and trembled his lips, unable to spit out a single word.
"Those who don't speak are no different from trash!" Lei Yufeng finished speaking with a frown on his face and stood up gracefully.
"No...no..." The man was so frightened that he finally made an incoherent voice, "Lei...Mr. Lei..."