Looking at Zhang Tingqi with fear, she seemed very tired. Only when he saw himself did his eyes have a different kind of emotion. She couldn't recognize the expression in those eyes. She doesn't have the thoughts to recognize it now.
All she could see was the rope holding her thin wrist.
"Put her down. You put her down." Ye Luorui said and ran towards the man.
But the whole person staggered and fell to the ground because of the strength in his arms. Look at the tough man holding the handcuffs holding him.
She turned her head and stared at the ugly man. This kind of man should be the ugliest in the world.
"She's just a weak woman, let her go. She can't stand the torture."
The man stood up, walked to Ye Luorui, and pinched Ye Luorui's small chin with his fingers. The hand was not very heavy, but it still prevented Ye Luorui from moving.
"Have you brought your things? I'll let you go once I bring them."
Ye Luorui looked at the hot gaze in the man's eyes, but the next second they became extremely cold.
The first look was like longing, the second was like a threat.
He was threatening her to get what he desired. Ye Luorui thought so. Because this kind of man has no emotions except selfish greed. This was Ye Luorui's first conclusion for him.
"I..." Ye Luorui shook her head hard. She probably couldn't save anyone.
"There's no rush. Speak slowly." The man looked at the sadness in Ye Luorui's eyes and became interested.
He raised his head and motioned to the man cuffing Ye Luorui's arms.
Ye Luorui was picked up and thrown into a chair.
With his backhand, he passed the handcuff on the other end through the back of the chair and rested it on his left wrist.
Different from the first cuffing method on the armrest. This time her hands were secured behind her back by handcuffs that went through the back of the chair. Unable to move.
She suddenly felt that the man in front of her heard something in her hesitant words.
The man sat back in his chair leisurely, raised his hand and lit a pipe. Not the kind of cigar that works for the underworld. It is a pipe with a silver dragon pattern.
Everything here looks antique under the man's movements. Even Ye Luorui discovered at this moment that there was an unruly wildness in the man.
"You want to say that I didn't bring the ring, right? Do you think I am reluctant to kill you?" The man suddenly laughed sarcastically: "There is no one in this world that I can't kill. Do you understand?" The man said to himself language.
"Tell me why you didn't get it." In fact, what the man was most curious about was why this woman volunteered to die even though she didn't get anything.
"I can't find it." Ye Luorui's face collapsed: "I really can't find it. I beg you to let us go? If I can find it, I won't not get it. I I tried my best. I... I'm begging you."
The man watched Ye Luorui pondering, as if he was peering into Ye Luorui's heart, and as if he was trying to discern the authenticity of her words.
But Ye Luorui has been very silent. Except for the faint traces of tears in his eyes, he was determined. The man couldn't see through this woman for a moment.
At this moment, a brother suddenly came in from outside the door. He lowered his head and whispered something into the man's ear.
The man's eyes suddenly turned sharp when he looked at Ye Luorui.
"Let him come." The man returned dumbly. But his eyes never left Ye Luorui.
Wait for your subordinates to bow and go out. Then he leisurely smoked the pipe with his mouth in his mouth.
For a while the whole room was filled with silence.
A faint smell of gasoline slowly spread during this time.
Ye Luorui looked at the liquid overflowing from the outhouse in panic.
Suddenly he swayed his body and even the chair shook: "You beast... you are a bastard. You bastard."
"NONONO. Do you know who is coming?" The man stretched out his finger and shook it from side to side.
He stood up, walked towards the corner with his long legs.
He reached out and took something from the man next to him, and pressed it against the wall with his backhand.
His ears moved sensitively, as if he heard something.
He turned over neatly and came to Ye Luorui's chair. He held up the back of the chair with one hand, dragging Ye Luorui with him.
Pull back. Ye Luorui couldn't help but rub the ground with the soles of her feet.
"What are you going to do? What are you doing?" He was shouting and heard a faint "bang bang" sound outside.
Beads of sweat suddenly crawled up, and the sound was like the sound of a gunshot.
She still watches a lot of movies.
"It seems that the movement is quite fast." The man raised the corner of his mouth and murmured, obviously he had heard this voice a long time ago.
Ye Luorui looked behind her with a strong premonition: "Who do you think moves faster?"
What he saw was a pair of handcuffs cuffing a chair to a wrist-thick solid wooden stake that penetrated two walls.
It looks like a very professional torture device.
Ye Luorui was struggling. Now she had no possibility of moving the chair, but she still didn't forget to ask:
"Who did you let here?"
(End of chapter)