"Damn it!" The man looked at the blood oozing from his chest, and became furious. He walked forward and kicked her in the abdomen again, cursing: "Get up, stop pretending to be dead!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull her collar, picked her up, dragged her and threw her onto the big bed.
The severe pain in her head and abdomen made the person who had fainted frown slightly. There seemed to be a voice crying in her mind, making her feel irritated: "Shut up!"
She shouted coldly, and when she opened her eyes, her brows knitted tightly. There was indeed a voice crying in her mind, and in front of her was a wretched man who had taken off his clothes except for a pair of underwear, staring at her with an evil look on his face.
Her eyes swept across the disgusting body of the wretched man, and she looked at the quaint room, her lips pursed into a line.
And in her mind, the crying voice seemed to be stunned and stopped when she shouted coldly.
"Hmph! You know there's no point in pretending to be dead, right? Just stay and have some fun with me, otherwise, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!" As he said that, he pounced towards Feng Qingge, who was sitting on the bed, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.
"Looking for death!" She snorted with disgust, bent her knees, raised her legs and kicked out the wretched man who pounced on her.
"Bang! Ugh!"
The wretched man was kicked unexpectedly, and he fell to the ground like a toad with a muffled groan. He came to his senses and quickly stood up, glaring at the woman sitting on the bed and clenched his fists and swung at her: "Damn woman! Dare to kick me, I'll beat you to death!"
However, to his surprise, his fist was caught by her. He didn't know what method she used to hold his hand and then bend it downwards. He only heard the sound of broken bones. The pain made his face pale and he screamed instinctively, but a pair of cold hands held his throat. There was a sudden cracking sound, and his forehead tilted, his eyes widened, and he fell straight down. He died without even being able to scream.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the noise in the room fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
At this moment, the girl sitting in the bed stretched out her slender white fingers and looked at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a smile with a bit of evil appeared on her lips. However, her evil smile coupled with her ruined face made her look weird and creepy no matter how she looked at it.
Perhaps the dead man had instructed that no matter what noise was made in any room, they should not come in. Therefore, although the two men guarding outside heard the noise of banging and falling inside, they thought that it must be the man torturing the girl, so they didn't pay any attention.
The ** girl walked to the diamond-shaped mirror and sat down, looking at the horrible face reflected in the mirror. She narrowed her eyes and tapped lightly on the table top with her fingers, making a series of tiny tapping sounds.
"Tell me! Who are you?" She looked at the mirror, as if talking to herself.
But, just as her voice fell, a crying voice came out from her mind: "I am Feng Qingge, who are you?"
"Feng Jiu." She said, "You should be dead, right? Why are you leaving a trace of regret in my mind?"