Chapter 239 People who are more terrifying than ghosts are still afraid of ghosts?
Cao Jiayun had so much blood on his hands in his life that he could never wash them off. But the moment he saw this man, he felt an unprecedented pressure and the surrounding air pressure became colder.
"Master, please let me go! I know I was wrong, I didn't know that was your person, otherwise I wouldn't be blind."
Every day here, there are people who work hard to "serve" him.
He was chained like a dog and lost his freedom, and he had to silently endure the bloody wounds scratched on his body by various iron tools.
He changed from a knife-wielding man to a prisoner. When the pain originally inflicted on others was reproduced bit by bit on his body, the pain was so heartbreaking that he wanted to die every time.
But here even death is a luxury.
They refused to let him die. Every time he felt that all the blood in his body was about to be drained and dried up, someone would always bring him hot meals and delicacies, which made him reluctant to die and made him feel lucky.
Even those people would apply expensive medicine to the wounds on his body to make them recover quickly.
But after he recovered, he was beaten again, leaving him with old and new injuries alternately, and he kept wailing.
The man in front of me is the mastermind of all this, a ruthless devil!
At this moment, this ruthless devil stared at him coldly, as if he was looking at the dirtiest thing in the world.
"You hit her with a belt, which is equivalent to hitting my heart. If your punishment is not enough to make me feel happy, then you should always be here to redeem me."
Cao Jiayun was stunned and looked at Gu Sihan with widened pupils, "Happiness?"
Pleasure...
The next second, Cao Jiayun seemed to be going crazy. He picked up the stone bricks on the side with his right hand and slammed it on his left hand. The smash was bloody and unsightly.
If an ordinary person had to bear this kind of pain, he would almost faint from the pain.
But Cao Jiayun was different. Not only did he not frown, he even had a look of expectant joy on his face.
"Master, are you satisfied with this? If it still doesn't work, you don't have to leave my legs, as long as you let me go."
For him, staying here has already become a more painful thing than losing an arm or a leg.
Tang Zhuo stepped forward, took the stone brick from his hand and kicked it aside.
He looked around at the gloomy building, "Mr. Cao, you built this castle well! I wonder if you have seen the souls of those girls who died tragically, floating above?"
This sentence shocked Cao Jiayun so much that he almost jumped up.
He looked panicked and looked around, "Where is the soul? No, there won't be those things here!"
"It's really ridiculous. People who are scarier than ghosts are sometimes afraid of ghosts?" Tang Zhuo laughed heartily.
Cao Jiayun suppressed the fear in his heart and looked directly at Gu Sihan, "Master, let me go, and I will burn this place down and change my ways."
Gu Sihan glanced at him expressionlessly, "Reform? Not everyone is qualified to reform."
He took out the leather belt that had all the needles removed long ago, and wrapped it around Cao Jiayun's neck with one clean movement, strangling him with one hand until he couldn't breathe.
Cao Jiayun resisted for a few seconds and then closed his eyes in despair, thinking that dying at this time would be a relief.
This is also a kind of letting go.
The suffocating oppression made her feel like her life was passing by...
Just when he thought he could close his eyes forever, the force took him hard and plunged him into a pot of 80-degree hot water.
The moment those wounds that had not yet scabbed over touched the hot water, it was as if there was some kind of chemical reaction, and pain shot straight through the forehead, bringing the dying soul with it to life.
The wails, like those of a slaughtered pig, were heard.
Gu Sihan threw away the belt with an expressionless face, silently glanced at the person who had fainted from the pain in the hot water, and said calmly:
"Let him have a good rest and play with him like this next time."
"Yes." Tang Zhuo nodded sheepishly.
"Next, Wang Qiuxiang."
"Master Si, come with me."
Two figures walked down the winding steps one after another and walked towards the room at the end of the first floor.
Wang Qiuxiang was trapped, but it did not affect her sleep at all.
When the door was pushed open, Wang Qiuxiang was sleeping soundly. She dreamed that her Ye Anya won the championship after participating in the Financial Fortune Cup competition. Many reporters gathered around the door of Ye's villa for interviews, and then Ye Anya held her hand.
Stand up and say:
"Being able to win the first prize in this competition is inseparable from the support of my grandma. She is the best person to me in the world..."
In short, Anya Ye said a lot of things that made her laugh out loud with joy.
Until a basin of cold water was poured on her face to wake her up.
Opening his eyes and seeing a familiar face, Wang Qiu was so fragrant that he sat up and asked, "Is it you again?"
After Wang Qiuxiang was arrested, Gu Sihan accompanied Ye Nanqing to compete in Kyoto and had no time to take care of Wang Qiuxiang.
However, Tang Zhuo had met with her a lot during this period. Before Gu Sihan gave a clear order, Tang Zhuo would make several buns a day to ensure that she would not starve to death and let her stay here day after day.
"Old woman, haven't you been clamoring to be let go? Now that our master is here, maybe you can talk to him?" Tang Zhuo hid a knife under his smile.
He had no sympathy at all for this kind of old witch.
Even if Miss Nan Qing is not a biological descendant of the Ye family, I still call her grandma.
But she was so cruel that she found someone to kill Miss Nan Qing!
How much hatred and hatred is there?
Wang Qiuxiang looked at Gu Sihan unscrupulously, "Kidnapping me? Bah! You can't even get a penny from my Ye family. Why should I give you the money my son has worked hard to earn?"
She has watched many of these kidnapping cases in TV series.
This is a trouble that rich people often have, such as kidnapping, extortion, etc...
Isn't it just for the money?
She didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet, she just sighed and didn't expect that one day she would have such troubles.
Gu Sihan opened his thin lips slightly and asked calmly:
"Ye Nan is attracted to your Ye family, what does it mean?"
Thinking of that wild girl Ye Nanqing, Wang Qiuxiang suddenly woke up and became energetic.
"What else can she do? She is just a cheap life! If my Ye family hadn't raised her, she would have been eaten by stray dogs on the street. I didn't expect that now she has a bad temper and won't even listen to my words.
, you dared to bully my grandson, but she was hit by a car and died, she really deserved it!"
Word after word came out of Wang Qiuxiang's mouth, but Gu Sihan, who had always been calm, was so shocked that his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Tang Zhuo, you should lock her up with Cao Jiayun!"
"..." Tang Zhuo secretly squeezed his palms, "Yes."