Chapter 230 It's the first time I've seen a woman who dares to sell a shopkeeper!
Some people can scare people just by standing there.
"There are not many people who can lie calmly and calmly under Master Si's nose," Tang Zhuo said.
Under Gu Sihan's condescending scrutiny, Peng Shi's psychological defense collapsed and he said without thinking: "I told you! I have seen this woman in the photo!"
As soon as he said these words, Pei Nanzhan raised his foot and put it on Peng Shi's chest, "Peng Shi, how dare you fucking lie to me?"
Recalling that time when he asked Peng Shi if he had seen Ye Nanqing, why didn't he notice that something was wrong with this guy?
Almost within a few minutes of Peng Shi being found out, Tang Zhuo had already found out all of Peng Shi's social relationships.
"Master Si, this guy is the uncle of Fan Zhi and Fan Xue."
"..."
This level of relationship is enough to explain many problems.
Pei Nanzhan was reminded, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his originally calm eyes became fierce.
"Where were people taken by Fan Zhi?"
Peng Shi's shattered knee felt heartbreaking pain. He looked at the dead silent eyes of almost everyone around him and knew that this time, not only the Fan family was going to end, but the Peng family was going to end as well.
"That girl was sold by Fan Zhi." He said desperately.
If I had known earlier, he should have advised me!
Why are you so obsessed with believing what Fan Zhi and Fan Xue say?
How can the man behind such a stunning and beautiful girl be simple?
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Sihan's expression suddenly turned gloomy and angry.
"Sold?" Tang Zhuo was stunned. He couldn't help but slap Peng Shi on the head, "Damn it, this is the first time I've seen someone dare to sell Mr. Si's woman!"
Are all the people in Yuncheng so brave?
"Where were they sold?" Gu Sihan almost said every word from between his teeth.
"Sold...to Cao Jiayun." Peng Shi stuttered.
"Who?" Pei Nanzhan's cold eyes suddenly shot towards him.
Peng Shi felt that he was about to die soon. He even forgot to breathe under the knife-like eyes of everyone, "Cao Jiayun, that... pervert who likes to play with women."
Hearing the word "pervert", Gu Sihan's expression changed drastically. His face was cold and indifferent, as if a storm of blood was about to break out in the next second.
Pei Nanzhan had heard about Cao Jiayun.
That pervert is totally worthless! He has endless ways of torturing women, and they are extremely bloody and cruel.
And what would Ye Nanqing experience if she fell into his hands? His scalp was numb just thinking about it.
"You guys are just crazy!"
Pei Nanzhan kicked Peng Shi over, but before he could punch him, Gu Sihan had already broken Peng Shi's other kneecap.
"Ahhh!" Peng Shi's heart-rending scream was deafening.
Gu Sihan smashed the stick in his hand into Peng Shi's face, turned around with a sullen face, veins popped out on his forehead, and his voice contained the urge to kill, "Check! The location of the surname Cao!"
Since one o'clock in the morning, tragic screams have been coming from the basement of Cao Jiayun's private villa.
However, for the servants of the Cao family, this is the norm.
But what they didn't know was that the cry was not Ye Nanqing's, but Cao Jiayun's.
His skinny limbs were tied by iron chains, his thin clothes were cut open, and blood dripped down bit by bit from his limbs.
He fainted from the pain countless times.
But the woman in front of her would use a high-pressure water pipe to wake him up as soon as she saw that he was even slightly unconscious.
Abusing people is also a physical job, and Ye Nanqing was finally a little tired.
She limped to the corner with her legs that had not fully recovered, patted her butt and sat down.
"I'll sit down for a while and I'll deal with you later." She said nonchalantly to Cao Jiayun.
Cao Jiayun was so weak that he was almost unconscious. In his daze, he felt that the woman speaking to him was simply a demon who had lost her humanity.
The belt slapped on the leg by Cao Jiayun caused Ye Nanqing to suffer a lot.
She tore a slit in her trousers to reveal the red scar, found the two thorns pierced into the flesh, pulled them out neatly, and threw them to the open space aside.
Looking up, I saw a dazzling array of things hanging on the wall. These were all "torture tools" that Cao Jia used to find pleasure.
After a while, Ye Nanqing stood up, moved to the wheelchair, sat down, and took a deep breath.
She pushed the wheelchair to Cao Jiayun and slapped him awake.
Under Cao Jiayun's shocked eyes, Ye Nanqing raised a serious smile, "This slap is given back to you."
"But... it's not enough."
Ye Nanqing slapped him again.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Cao Jia was so lucky that he went crazy.
More than an hour ago, after he whipped the woman with a belt, he dragged her legs and planned to lock her up again.
As a result, the woman pulled out a knife from nowhere and cut off his hand tendon.
Next, there was an hour-long torture, which made his life worse than death...
But she seemed to know how to make him feel pain without actually dying.
Cao Jiayun's hateful eyes seemed like he wanted to drink the blood of the woman in front of him!
"If you don't let me go, you will definitely regret it!" he said harshly.
He had always tortured those women until they were worse than death. How could they be tortured like this now?
"Let you go?" Ye Nanqing seemed to have heard some joke, "Okay!"
"Okay?" Cao Jiayun's eyes lit up.
This girl was actually willing to give it to her so easily?
Sure enough, it's still too simple.
When he regains his freedom, he must kill her so hard that she will die without any body parts!
Ye Nanqing kept his promise and began to unshackle him.
First the left hand, then the left foot...
Suddenly, Ye Nanqing stopped and showed a surprised expression, "Damn it! I forgot!"
"Forgot what?" Cao Jiayun asked curiously.
Ye Nanqing raised her eyes to look at him. Just at this glance, Cao Jiayun felt a creeping coldness rise behind him, as if someone had emptied the air from his lungs, and his breath was being strangled by the god of death.
"Of course I forgot to break your hamstring too!"
With the sound of "stab", Ye Nanqing took the knife back neatly.
"..." Cao Jiayun's pupils widened in surprise, and he made a sound like a slaughtering pig before realizing it.
In the end, Ye Nanqing untied all his limbs as he wished.
Of course, his hand tendons and hamstrings were also severed.
"Okay, you can go, I'll let you go." Ye Nanqing sat in the wheelchair and looked at him with interest.
"I..." Cao Jiayun was lying on the ground, twisting like an earthworm, "I will kill you sooner or later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate little hammer fell in front of him.
Ye Nanqing pretended to be shocked, "Oh! Brother Cao, what is this? What is this little hammer used for?"
Cao Jiayun's eyes were fixed on the small hammer falling less than ten centimeters away from him in front of him, and a chill rose up his spine.
"I...I don't know what this is for! Don't ask me, I don't know anything!"