Not only that, their mouths were also blocked, leaving only a pair of eyes looking around in panic, but no matter how they looked, the lifeless cage in front of them would not turn into an oasis full of life.
Li Qingling, who was on the other end of the phone, recognized these people as the rich second generation who had ridiculed her in the group for being abandoned by Lin Yue. Four of them had already made an appointment to come to Li's house and slapped themselves in front of her face.
Except for Song Yan, he chose to quit the group that night, and later his girlfriend Yao Shuang slapped him instead.
And the way they look now, it's obvious that they were kidnapped and killed in one fell swoop!
I wonder who in City S besides her eldest brother has such ability?
Li Qingling bit her lower lip and chose to continue reading.
At this time, in the video, a woman carrying a toolbox walked into the cage. After she knelt down in front of Song Yan, she opened the toolbox next to her, took out the pliers, and smiled at Song Yan and the other five.
The five Song Yans usually want to date beautiful women when they see them, but now they just want to run away because this scene is so weird!
"Ho-ho-!!!" Song Yan's eyes popped out, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, and he kept roaring in his throat, but he couldn't vent because he was blocked by a ball of cloth.
When I came out, I could only kick my legs as hard as I could, and my body stood upright on the torture chair, like a fish being thrown into a frying pan.
However, Li Qingling can be sure that this is definitely a well-trained professional killer!
But Li Qingling doesn't feel sorry for Song Yan at all. Song Yan has said so many bad things about her in the past few years, she can't even list them all day and night. He was the most criticized in the WeChat group before, and their Liang Zi has long been
Tie it up!
Seeing this, the woman calmly put down the bloody pliers, took out a needle from the tool box, and slowly injected it into Song Yan's body.
Li Qingling looked at the mark on the needle. It was "adrenaline", which is used for patients who have a heart attack or shock.
Soon after, Song Yan was forced to wake up, his expression a little dull, and the fear of the future had not yet subsided.
The woman smiled at Song Yan, then picked up the pliers and lifted off the cover of his left ring finger.
"..." Song Yan looked on helplessly, his body hurt even when he took a breath.
After all, the fingers are connected to the heart.
But what is important now is not Song Yan who is being tortured, but those who are waiting to be tortured.
I saw the other four second-generation rich people standing nearby with their legs shaking in fear and their faces pale. They all predicted their next fate from Song Yan...
I don’t know how much time has passed——
As the video finished playing, Li Qingling's mobile phone screen dimmed, revealing her dazed face.
"Meow~" The little orange cat in his arms swept Li Qingling's pretty face with its slender tail.
Only then did she come back to her senses. She lowered her eyes and made eye contact with the little orange cat, and asked with mixed emotions: "Is it him?"
"Meow?"
Li Qingling said dullly: "Who wants him to meddle in other people's business? Obviously my eldest brother has already vented his anger on me!"
"Meow meow?"
Li Qingling's pretty face darkened: "You're already engaged to another woman, aren't you? Why do you care what I do?"
"Meow meow meow?"
The next second, Li Qingling picked up her phone, edited a text message, and sent it to the anonymous person——
[You don’t have to tell me who you are, and I don’t bother to ask. You just need to know one thing. I don’t need you to do this for me!]
...
Go back ten minutes to Ming Yuan.
Seeing Lu Wanwan returning to the dining table with a can of pure milk, An An wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked politely: "Mommy, I'm full. Can you return my phone to me?"