Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu, who were wearing light makeup, held hands and walked toward Rolls-Royce with smiles on their faces.

Tonight, Zhou Chuyu was dressed in a neutral dress. Most people would easily mistake her for a pretty boy if they didn't look carefully.

With her holding Qiao Weiwei's hand like this, the two of them looked like a young couple.

Zhou Chuyu opened the car door first and let Qiao Weiwei get in. Then, she squeezed in and the two sat side by side.

Zhou Chuyu had just closed the car door and before he could sit firmly, the driver stepped on the accelerator.

The car, like a runaway horse, galloped under the starry sky...

"Crack..." The car door was also locked.

The speed of the car was so fast, and when they heard the sound of the door being locked, Zhou Chuyu and Qiao Weiwei immediately realized that something was wrong. They held their hands tightly together and said in unison: "Hey! Who are you! Stop the car, do you hear me?

"

The dangerous aura spread in the driver's eyes. He sneered, took out the smoke spray from his pocket, and sprayed it three times on the two people in the back seat...

The next second, the two of them fell down on the car seat with a "bang..." and lost consciousness.

"We have succeeded..." Then, the man turned the car around...

The car drove up a barren mountain on the outskirts of V City, bumping along the way, and finally arrived at a dilapidated house on the top of the mountain.

As the car slowly stopped, three men in black uniforms walked out of the house. They walked quickly to the car and carried Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu into the small shabby house.

In the small shabby house, the lights were dim, and on a white chair sat a man with a crew cut dressed in black and white. The man turned to look at the two people who were carried in at the door, his eyes tightened, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He is Chen Qihua’s youngest son, Chen Mingxin..."

"Bang!" Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu were thrown at Chen Mingxin's feet at the same time, and the dirty ground immediately became dusty.

"Liang Bo...I'm going to let you taste the feeling of your loved ones being ravaged, trampled, and killed. You killed my father and brother. Do you think I will let you go easily?" Chen Mingxin looked at Qiao Weiwei who was sleeping as fast as death at his feet.

, stepped on her breasts with his foot, crushed her hard, then crossed his legs, gritting his teeth as he spoke every word.

"Tie these two people up for me! Beat them!"

Chen Mingxin gave the order, and soon, Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu were tied back to back to the big wooden stakes in the house!

Three men in black uniforms obeyed Chen Mingxin's order, picked up the whips soaked in a bucket of salt water on the ground, and whipped Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu hard...

Every time, the skin is torn apart.

Chen Mingxin leaned back lazily on his chair and looked at everything in front of him with a smile on his face, as if he was watching a comedy movie.

The highly concentrated salt water seeped into the cracked skin bit by bit, and the heartbreaking pain made Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu wake up at the same time.

"Ah!" The two of them clasped their tied hands tightly together and screamed.

The more painful they screamed, the more excited Chen Mingxin's expression became!

"Who are you! Do you dare to tie us up and risk your lives?! Ah!" Qiao Weiwei's scarlet eyes scanned the faces of everyone in the room, and finally fixed her gaze on Chen Mingxin's sneer-filled face.

"If you want to live, let us go quickly, otherwise, if Mr. Bo finds out, you will all die! Uh...!" Zhou Chuyu endured the pain and shouted loudly, veins already popping up on his red face.

Their words not only did not scare these people, but actually made them use more force on their hands!

Every time they whipped for a while, the whip stirred a few times in the salt water, and the bright red liquid mixed with salt water seeped out bit by bit from their white and tender skin, which looked shocking.

Chen Mingxin said nothing, picked up his phone and took a photo of the two of them, the smile on his lips becoming more and more abnormal.

Seeing the pain of the two of them, he really enjoyed it, and in the end even his hands started to tremble with excitement.

"Hahahaha..." He took the photo and sent it to Liang Bo's mobile phone...

Then, he dialed Liangbo's number, looked at Qiao Weiwei's painful look, and laughed wildly at the other end of the phone: "Liangbo! Your woman is in my hands now, open what I sent you, and take a look at you

How miserable is this woman now, hahahaha..."

"Master Bo! Help! Help!" Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu shouted frantically into the phone, which was heartbreaking.

As soon as Qiao Weiwei and Zhou Chuyu finished calling for help, Chen Mingxin immediately hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Liang Bo was chatting and laughing happily with the Prime Minister of Singapore. When he heard the voice on the phone, his expression immediately turned cold.

Looking at the photo sent by Chen Mingxin, his icy eyes glowed with fire. The wine glass in his hand instantly broke into pieces. The bright red liquid spread downwards along the palm of his hand and dripped on the shiny toe of his shoe.

"What's wrong?" Ou Xiangbei asked, rarely seeing Liang Bo lose his temper like this.

"Xiang Bei! Come with me right now!" Without bothering to exchange pleasantries with anyone, Liang Bo quickly walked out the door, followed by Ou Xiangbei who didn't know why.

On the other side, Chen Mingxin hung up the phone, his eyes hovering back and forth between Qiao Weiwei's thighs and her crotch that was half exposed due to the struggle, and a yin|smile rippled in his eyes...

Qiao Weiwei looked at Chen Mingxin's squinting look, and felt a sense of insecurity running through her body.

She subconsciously moved her legs backwards and looked at him warily...

Chen Mingxin wiped his lips with his hand, swept his tongue around his upper and lower lips, and signaled the person who was beating Qiao Weiwei to stop, then stood up and walked towards Qiao Weiwei.

Behind him, the dilapidated iron door that was ajar "bang...bang...bang..." moved with the wind, knocking Qiao Weiwei's frightened heart.

"Such a beautiful and sexy woman will be even more sultry if she is under me, right? Will she turn into a pool of spring water?" The tip of his tongue was placed behind her ear and kept swirling.

Qiao Weiwei felt nauseated! Her stomach began to churn.

"You pervert! Let go of Weiwei!" Zhou Chuyu now wished he could have the power to break free of the rope that bound him and tear this pervert into pieces!

"Bah! Are you worthy?!" Qiao Weiwei spat in his face, looking at him with eyes full of disgust.

"Ha! Let me show you whether I am worthy or not! Tell me, if Liang Bo knew that the woman he loved was fucked by me... tsk tsk... would he go crazy?" He wiped it off with his sleeve.
Chapter completed!