V2.Chapter 868

In his dizzy head, there was only the sound of water ticking. Wang Fan tried to recall what had happened, but he could only capture some pictures without sound.

The ferocious xiongchumo, the frightened xie'an and the angry Wang Yue were shown in front of Wang Fan's eyes, but he could not hear and remember what had happened.

The temperature of the surrounding air is very low, which makes Wang Fan feel like falling into the ice cave. The metal chair makes his weak body unable to exert any strength.

"Oh? Wang Fan, are you awake? "

In the dark came Xiong Chu Mo's voice, and his tone of voice was a bit ironic and disdainful.

"Xiong Chu Mo, do you play Yin with me?"

Looking up at the darkness, Wang Fan asked, biting his teeth.

"Well! Do you understand that war does not begrudge deceit? " Xiongchu ink cold way back.

"You are not tired of deceit? Xiongchu Mo, you're a turtle with a shrunken head. Don't play with me here! " Wang Fan cursed, looking around for the source of the voice.

In the dark, there was a slight sound, and then a water column rushed out of the dark and hit Wang Fan.

The temperature of the water column is very low. When it comes into contact with human skin, it is like countless knives cutting on the skin wantonly.

"Ah

Suddenly hit by the water column, Wang Fan issued a painful cry.

"Ha ha! ha-ha! Wang Fan, aren't you crazy? Give me another look! "

Hiding in the dark, Xiongchu Mo laughs wildly. His voice is like the devil in hell, which makes people feel creepy.

The water column didn't come out of the darkness any more. Wang Fan, who had been soaked through, shivered and tried to support his weak body. Looking at the top of the dark head, he said, "Xiong, if you have the ability, you will kill him. If you don't kill me, I will kick your eggs!"

"Son of a bitch, I dare not let you suffer. I'm afraid you won't bow to our Xiongs!" Xiong Chu Mo scolded angrily.

As soon as his voice fell, two more jets of water shot out in the dark, hitting Wang Fan accurately.

The temperature of the body, with the washing of the water column, gradually began to decrease, Wang Fan gradually felt weak.

Although this torture made him feel worse than death, he still didn't give up. He insisted on waiting for the best time.

As long as xiongchumo can't help but come out of the dark and stand in front of Wang Fan, he is confident to kill xiongchumo.

However, Xiongchu ink seems to have seen through Wang Fan's mind. Although Wang Fan was scoured by the water column, Xiongchu ink never came out of the dark.

In addition to the verbal abuse with Wang Fan, it is the use of water column to consume Wang Fan's physical strength.

Sitting on the metal chair, Wang Fan has already begun to feel the confusion of his brain consciousness and the temporary numbness of his body.

Although he has not been trained in this aspect, he knows that if he is consumed in this way, he will soon become a cold corpse.

We have to find a chance to get out of here!

Wang Fan, whose hands were tied to the chair, tried to struggle a few times, but the tendon tied to his wrist, because of his struggle, had begun to be pulled into his flesh, which made him have to give up the idea.

There was still darkness all around. Wang Fan didn't know what kind of danger was hidden behind the darkness. What's more, he didn't know where the damned Xiongchu Mo would hide at the moment and was gloating with a bad smile.

Just as Wang Fan was looking for an escape, Xiong Chu Mo, who was hiding in another room, was looking at Wang Fan on the screen through the liquid crystal screen on the wall.

The young man, whose wrist bone was crushed by Wang Fan, was already cast on his wrist. His whole arm was hanging in front of his chest. Standing behind Xiong Chu Mo, he was also looking at Wang Fan on the screen.

"Young master, let me kill this rubbish for you!" The young man stepped forward and said flatteringly.

Hearing the words of his subordinates, Xiong Chu Mo gave him a squint and said contemptuously, "what? Do you think I can't get rid of such a waste? "

"Young master, I don't mean that. I just want to relieve my worries." The young man explained in a hurry.

"Cut! You want to kill this boy and save face for yourself Xiong Chu Mo didn't give his subordinates any face when he spoke, and his voice was full of contempt.

The young man couldn't answer what Xiong Chu Mo said for a long time. He licked some dry lips and finally nodded heavily.

Seeing that his subordinates nodded and admitted that he had seen through his mind, Xiong Chu Mo said with satisfaction: "I hate people who play tricks with me most. Although your hands are useless, as long as you are honest enough with me, I will also reuse you, you know?"

"Thank you for your appreciation!" The young man said excitedly, and tears flashed in his eyes.

As a new member of the Security Bureau and a member of the operation team, the young man knows very well what will happen after his hand is injured.

And after being with Xiongchu Mo for so long, he knew very well what a heartless man he was.

It was because he knew this very well that Xiong Chu Mo called him to his side and watched Wang Fan's tragedy together. He guessed that Xiong Chu Mo must have wanted to use his hand to get rid of Wang Fan who was locked in the secret room.

Although there is nothing on Xiong Chu Mo's face, the young people know very well that Xiong's hatred for Wang fan is no less than that of the man who was directly beaten and maimed by Wang Fan.

And from another point of view, Xiong Chu Mo wanted Wang Fan to die in pain more than he did.

However, due to Wang Yue's reasons, Xiongchu ink, which hated Wang Fan to the bone, was not convenient to do it by oneself.

So the young man didn't take what he said seriously. Instead, he took the initiative to say, "young master, Wang fan is a humble boy. If you do it yourself, I'm afraid you'll dirty your hands. I'll do this kind of rough work."

Listening to his request to get rid of Wang Fan again, Xiong Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction, and then said helplessly: "what you said is not unreasonable, but as a son of a noble family, if I have the same understanding with Wang Fan, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"Young master, I will deal with this matter properly. Besides, Wang Fan has done me such a disservice. If I don't get something back from him, I'm very sad to go to the heart." The young man peeped at Xiongchu ink and found an excuse for it.

At this time, Xiongchu Mo nodded with satisfaction and said, "you are still loyal to me on weekdays. I'll give you a chance to revenge."