"Could it be that... there are others watching us?" His subordinates had some questions.
"Where is he now?" Lu Yan asked while pulling a towel and wiping his hair.
"In the room next door to ours, the bathroom is closed. Amy is holding his head and submerging him in the water... but it seems that he still doesn't want to say anything."
"I gonna go see."
Lu Yan said and walked out.
When she reached the door, she turned to look at Qiao Fei.
"Hey, Joe Pervert, aren't you going to see the fun?"
"What's so interesting about torture to extract confessions?" Qiao Fei seemed completely unfazed.
Lu Yan said no more, turned around and walked out, followed by his men.
In the bathroom next door, when Lu Yan went in, Amy was still grabbing the man's head and pushing it in.
Even so, the man seemed unwilling to say anything.
His hands and feet were tied, but there was no tape on his mouth, just to make it easier for him to spit.
"Okay, get him over here."
Lu Yan sat on the European leather chair in the living room.
She was wearing a white bathrobe, and her hair was hanging down naturally, even with water beads on it.
This scene is simply too beautiful...
Who can imagine that such a woman is in close contact with the god of death
With Lu Yan's words, Amy pulled the man hard, dragged him out, and then made him kneel on the ground.
"Asian?" Lu Yan took one look at the man's appearance and seemed a little surprised.
The man didn't speak, but stared at Lu Yan fiercely.
"Who sent you here? Do you really don't want to say anything?" Lu Yan asked in Chinese.
The man said nothing.
"Boss, he may be Vietnamese. Look at him with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He may not be able to understand you when you speak Chinese."
"No, he must understand." Lu Yan was almost sure.
Then he walked up to the man, stepped on his shoulder, reached out and took off the pendant from his neck.
"Give it back to me..." The man seemed to be exploded and wanted to get up in a very excited mood.
Then Amy stepped on her back firmly, and then she fell to the ground again.
"Look, let me tell you, he understands Chinese." Lu Yan snorted coldly.
"Boss is so powerful, you can see that." Several of his subordinates also admired him very much.
"The pendant around my neck is written in Chinese." Lu Yan picked it up and showed it to everyone, then read it to herself.
There is only one word on it - Jane.
"Vietnamese, and then he fell in love with a woman from China. Her name is Zhen, right?" Lu Yan speculated.
The man seemed slightly surprised, maybe he didn't understand how Lu Yan knew
"In this case, you should live a good life. Why do you want to be a killer... And also a killer like a dog that is at the mercy of others."
"Stop talking nonsense, kill if you want." Although the man could speak Chinese, it was obvious that he was not speaking fluently. It seemed that he was really not from China.
"How much money will the person who sent you here give you? Why don't you tell me and I'll give you double, oh no, triple. How about that?" Lu Yan smiled.
The man glared at Lu Yan fiercely and said nothing, as if he was not interested in money.
"What? You're not interested in money... How about we change the conditions and you name the person who sent you... I let your beloved woman go... Otherwise, I might accidentally crush this girl named Jane. A woman’s neck.”
"Hahaha, that's ridiculous. There are so many women named Zhen in China. Can you find them? Can you kill them all? Lu Yan, are you too crazy?" The man seemed to be making fun of Lu Yan's naivety.
"Very good. If you know my name, everything will be easier." Lu Yan smiled mysteriously.