He struggled, and as his neck was tied up, his entire upper body was lifted up, and his legs writhed feebly, dragging a long line in the aisle.
"Bang" sound.
Just a second before he was about to suffocate to death, the pressure on his neck was finally released, his eyes were spinning, and he felt a heart-pounding pain in his body.
He was thrown heavily to the floor of the room.
¡°Cough cough¡cough cough cough¡¡±
After finally getting oxygen, A Liang immediately started coughing violently, coughing so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
Before he could finish coughing, someone grabbed his hair again.
Ah Liang was forced to raise his head, and with his eyes blurred by tears, he vaguely saw what seemed to be a woman squatting in front of him.
The dim light swayed above her head behind her, making her face even more gloomy and pale, but her eyes were very awe-inspiring, staring at A Liang.
Ah Liang trembled instinctively, and every part of his body was already terrified.
"Hero, spare your life, ah no, heroine, spare your life, spare your life! I don't dare to do it anymore"
Because he had just been pinched, his voice was low and hoarse, like a rusty saw cutting wood, which was extremely unpleasant.
"Spare your life?"
The woman smiled softly, and finally moved her free hand.
But he didn¡¯t move A Liang.
Instead, she raised her head and slowly took off the black-rimmed glasses on her face.
The tears in his eyes gradually dried up, and A Liang's vision finally became clearer, allowing him to see clearly the eyes slowly revealed on the face of the woman opposite.
For a moment, it was as if someone had strangled his neck again, and he completely lost his voice.
What kind of eyes are these?
The outline is large, black and white is clear, the slightly upward curve of the end of the eye is just right, the long and thick eyelashes are like a row of fans, the light is projected down, leaving a light shadow under the eyes.
He has never seen such beautiful eyes.
But now, these eyes were slightly narrowed, and the middle pupil was dark and bottomless, as if a ten-level storm was brewing in the eyes.
In the middle of the storm, it seems that there is also the long-awaited beast king, who is about to prey on the prey in front of him with ruthless bloodlust.
A Liang shivered violently.
This woman isn't this the woman who was in the warehouse just now and beat them all down without even seeing her move clearly?
Song Qinrong raised her lips and smiled. The hand holding his hair pushed back hard, and A Liang was caught off guard, and the back of his head hit the wall hard.
In an instant, his head was dizzy.
"Just now, which hand of yours touched Tang Xin?"
The voice was extremely suppressed, like an evil ghost calling for life, and it was creepy.
"me¡¡"
Ah Liang had completely lost his ability to speak unfavorably, tears were streaming down his face, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
But Song Qinrong didn't even frown, she just grabbed his right thumb neatly: "This one?"
Ah Liang shook his head desperately: "No, it's not"
Before shaking it twice, I felt a heartbreaking pain in my right thumb.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
His right thumb is broken!
"You guy,"
Song Qinrong's voice was light and airy, like a helpless sigh, but it made people feel cold to the bone, "You're not honest."
The hand changed direction at the same time and moved to the index finger of the right hand: "Where is this one, have you touched it?"
How dare A Liang shake his head? He nodded hurriedly: "I touched it, I touched it, pleaseah!"
The index finger is also broken.
Song Qinrong's face was expressionless, with only a cruel smile on her lips.
"Since you've touched it, you shouldn't keep it. Don't you think so? Where's this one?"
A Liang completely collapsed.
While talking and laughing, none of A Liang¡¯s ten fingers survived, and they were all broken into horrific shapes.
The few people guarding the door were still scorning just nowThe men who Yisong Qinrong "could be scared to tears" all had pale faces and their feet were still trembling slightly.
Is this still a human being? This is such a devil!
Where did Shitou invite such a female devil
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When A Liang was dragged out of the room, his throat was completely hoarse and his lower body was wet with a fishy smell.
His arm was also broken, hanging limply, and the ten fingers below were dented in a strange posture, which was shocking at a glance.
When the few men guarding the door saw this, their faces turned green and red, and their little hearts were already beating like drums.
Mom, what level of torture are these?
Only Shitou remained expressionless as he stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Miss Song. According to the information given by Qiangzi, the person A Liang wanted to move at first was actually Miss Tang.
It was only the eldest lady who diverted trouble that made A Liang take up the idea of ??Miss Tang Xin. "
Otherwise, judging from the timing of the hadron's appearance, Tang Xin might not have to suffer at all.
Although Ah Liang is hateful, he will also receive the punishment he deserves here.
¡°If that¡¯s the case, why can Tang Qingqing, the culprit who caused all the accidents, get away with it?
Song Qinrong's eyes slowly narrowed. Without the suppression of the glasses, the sense of oppression belonging to the superiors came out unscrupulously.
The entire basement seemed to be swept by strong winds in an instant, and the situation changed.
"Send someone to follow Tang Qingqing." She ordered coldly, "And Tan Minhua."
Of these two people, one has been abandoned by the Cheng family, and the other will soon be abandoned by Tang Shao.
It sounds quite pitiful.
Butis this enough?
"It's just the loss of two backers, nothing compared to the sins they inflicted on Tang Xin!"
Tang Qingqing, Tan Minhua She will not let go of any of these two people.
"Yes." Shitou's answer was resounding.
Song Qinrong's eyes wandered around, then she walked to a corner and took off the whip hanging on it.
??The slender hand brushed the cold whip with steel thorns, and Song Qinrong showed a cold smile: "Is there another scar? Bring it with you too."
The man with the Chinese character standing next to him could not help but tremble: "This female devil can also use a whip?"
"That's right, can she lift such a heavy cold whip?"
"You can cut off fingers with your bare hands, but your strength is no less than ours"
The whispers didn¡¯t last long. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of a sharp blade piercing the air. The man with the Chinese character face subconsciously looked back and his eyes widened suddenly.
In front of him, the girl with a formidable face raised her hand high and raised the whip in her hand. The tail of the whip cut through the air and struck hard in the direction where he was.
The steel thorns on the whip are dazzling under the reflection of the light.
He was so frightened that the hairs all over his body stood on end and he could not move. Seeing that the whip was about to fall, he instinctively closed his eyes and hugged his head.
"Snapped!"
It was the sound of cold whip falling on people, and the next second, the sound of wailing echoed through the sky.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
But it doesn¡¯t come from the Chinese-character face holding his head.
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