"Don't you Other people are looking at us? " I have some questions.
"Where are people now?" Lu Yan asked as he grabbed a towel and wiped his hair.
"It's in our room next door. The bathroom is closed. Amy is pressing his head to drown But I don't want to say it. "
"I'll see."
Say Lu Yan and go away.
When she got to the door, she turned to look at Joffe.
"Hey, Joe pervert, aren't you going to see the fun?"
"What does it look like to torture a confession?" Geoffrey didn't seem to have a cold at all.
Lu Yan doesn't say much anymore. He turns around and goes out. His men follow him.
In the bathroom next door, when Lu Yan went in, Amy was still holding the man's head and stabbing it inside.
Even so, the man seemed reluctant to say anything.
His hands and feet are tied, but there is no tape on his mouth, which is convenient for him to spit.
"Come on, get him here."
Lu Yan sits on the European style leather seat in the living room.
She was wearing a white bathrobe, her hair naturally spread down, even with water drops.
This scene, simply not too beautiful
Who can imagine that such a woman is a person in close contact with the God of death?
With Lu Yan, Amy yanked the man out and made him kneel on the ground.
"Asians?" Lu Yan took a look at the man's appearance and seemed a little surprised.
The man didn't open his mouth, just stared at the landing smoke.
"Who sent you? Do you really want to say nothing?" Lu Yan asked in Chinese.
The man didn't say a word.
"Boss, he may be from Vietnam. You see he has a sharp tongue and a monkey's cheek. He may not understand your Chinese."
"No, he must understand." Luyan is almost certain.
Then he went to the man, stepped on his shoulder, reached out and took the pendant off his neck.
"Give it back to me..." The man seemed to explode and was so excited that he wanted to get up.
Then Amy stepped on his back and fell on the ground again.
"Look, I'll say that he can understand Chinese." Lu Yan gave a cold snort.
"You can see the power of the eldest brother." A few of his subordinates also admire it and don't want it.
"The pendant on the neck is written in Chinese." Lu Yan took it up and showed it to everyone, then read it to himself.
There's just one word on it - Jane.
"Vietnamese, and then like one of our Chinese women, her name is Jane, right?" Lu Yan speculated.
The man seemed to be slightly surprised. Maybe he didn't understand how Lu Yan knew it?
"In this case, we should live a good life. What are we doing as killers And he's a dog killer at the mercy of people. "
"Don't talk nonsense. Kill if you want." Although the man can speak Chinese, it is obvious that he is not a native.
"How much will the person who sent you give you? Why don't you say that? I'll give you double, oh no, triple, what?" Lu Yan smiled.
The man glared at Lu Yan fiercely. He didn't speak. He didn't seem interested in money.
"What? I don't like money If not, let's change the conditions. You say the person who sent you I let go of your beloved woman Otherwise, I may accidentally crush the neck of this woman named Zhen. "
"Hahaha, it's ridiculous. There are so many women called Zhen in China. Can you find them? Can you finish it? Lu Yan, are you crazy Men seem to make fun of Lu Yan's innocence.
"Good, know my name, then everything will be easy." Lu Yan smiles mysteriously.