"You lied to me. I just wrote a few reports about you in the magazine, but you wanted to kill me. If I let you go, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. How could you let me go and give me such a large sum of money? Do you think I'm a fool?" Fu Tianyang roared madly, and the last note was so sharp that it seemed like a ghost piercing the sky, hoarse and cold.
Wen Xinya swallowed her saliva. His voice pierced through her eardrums, so sharp that it made them buzz. "I assure you that everything I just said is true. I have absolutely no intention of deceiving you. I swear to heaven that if even a word I said is false, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."
Fu Tianyang slapped Wen Xinya hard on the face. Wen Xinya's face instantly showed five red marks, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth: "I won't believe your lies, I only believe in myself."
Wen Xinya's cheeks were burning with pain, burning her hope bit by bit: "What do you want in exchange for letting me go?"
"Let you go?" Fu Tianyang's crazy eyes seemed to flash with doubt and confusion: "Why should I let you go? I finally caught you here, how could I let you go?" All the emotions slowly formed a gloomy vortex in the bottom of his eyes, and then the undercurrent surged, and finally revealed itself as if poisoned.
"I advise you to let me go as soon as possible, otherwise if my family finds out and calls the police, you'll be doomed." Wen Xinya felt like a ray of light in the darkness that was suddenly extinguished. She was alone in the pitch-black darkness, unable to find a way out, and let fear, despair, and madness consume her bit by bit.
"Even if I die, I will drag you to hell with me." Fu Tianyang said madly.
"You are simply a lunatic, sacrificing yourself for revenge," Wen Xinya's mind kept circling around his crazy and hateful eyes, and she suddenly felt desperate.
"Are you very scared and terrified, or even feeling desperate?" Fu Tianyang admired the expression on her face. There was a strange and twisted smile on her face, with a sense of revenge.
"What do you want to do to me?" Wen Xinya raised her head, the light in her eyes was bleak and desperate.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. You are like my son, still so young, not even an adult yet. How can I bear to kill you?" Fu Tianyang's tone was very light, with compassion for the world, but the voice combined with the distorted and strange expression made him seem particularly vicious.
Wen Xinya suddenly got goosebumps all over her body. If he didn't kill her... he would definitely find ways to torture her, making it impossible for her to survive or die.
"I'm going to destroy you. Aren't you noble? Then I'm going to make you live without any self-respect, and turn your entire person, from body to soul, into a slave who will never be satisfied." His eyes gradually became crazy and happy, as if all this was really happening, making him very excited. He felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his brain.
Wen Xinya's heart suddenly suffocated, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe. Murphy's Law said that the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. It all seemed like an inescapable fate.
Fu Tianyang suddenly walked to the stone pit and brought a silver tray from the stone pit to her. He had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with a strange light: "Do you know what's in it?"
"Drugs!" She gritted out the two words through her teeth, and the memories of her last life came flooding back like a tide. The pain that gnawed at her bones and heart, the craving that could never be satisfied, everything was so vivid, as if it had happened yesterday.
"Smart!" Her frightened expression pleased Fu Tianyang, and he placed the tray in front of her.
Familiar items were placed on it: an extremely exquisite small box, a small white spoon, a lighter, a complete set of syringes of various sizes, and matching needle tubes.
Fu Tianyang slowly opened the small box, which contained white, shiny powder: "This is high-purity white powder. One breath of it will make you as happy as a god."
Wen Xinya's mind was buzzing, and she stared at the things in the tray, her eyes becoming blurred and distant!
Fu Tianyang awkwardly heated the powder on a lighter, then took out a syringe and sucked the powder into it: "As soon as this injection goes in, your flesh will slowly rot and eventually turn into a pool of rotten meat. Your body will turn into a skin bag, and you will no longer feel anything except the desire that goes deep into your bones."
"Hahahaha!" After saying that, Fu Tianyang laughed hysterically as if he had heard a very funny joke, and there was a frightening madness in his laughter.
"Ah! You lunatic!" Wen Xinya couldn't help but scream and curse. Her pupils kept shrinking. The fear and despair in her heart swallowed her. She breathed rapidly and her chest heaved violently.
"No, white powder cannot guarantee that you will be addicted in one go. It's better to inject liquid drugs instead." Fu Tianyang put the syringe on the tray and picked up a small syringe filled with liquid drugs: "It's more exciting to directly inject these dirty and sinful liquids into your blood."
“No, don’t…” Wen Xinya murmured to herself, her eyes were numb as if she was on the verge of death, and empty as if she had turned into a rag doll without a soul!
Fu Tianyang fiddled with the syringe in his hand, frowned slightly and said, "No, the syringe is too small. I can't guarantee that such a small amount can make you addicted to drugs in one go and unable to quit." As he said that, he took the largest syringe in his hand, and the thin silver needle reflected a piercing light under the orange light.
Wen Xinya's breathing became heavy!
"Don't be afraid, my skills are very good, it won't hurt you, just grit your teeth and close your eyes, and the needle will penetrate into your blood vessel." Fu Tianyang grabbed her arm with one hand and thrust the syringe hard into Wen Xinya!
Wen Xinya's pupils dilated little by little, her eyes were tinged with excitement, and she stared dully at the orange light above her head. The warm color suddenly blossomed into brilliant colors. She seemed to be in a colorful world. Her body floated lightly, as if flying in the sky. There seemed to be countless Sanskrit chants in her ears, as if she would transcend the shackles of the flesh and ascend to become an immortal in the next second.
She smiled foolishly and turned around in circles in the room, as if her body was infused with infinite energy that she had no way of squandering.
This feeling is so wonderful!
She was subconsciously addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself! She knew it was an abyss, but it made her like a moth to a flame, regardless of everything.