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Listening to Yawen's analysis, Yi Xinxue also felt that it made some sense. However, she couldn't help but want to defend him.

"But after being with him for so long, I feel he's not as bad as he says on the news. His temper was a little too bad, and his face was that of an iceberg. But in essence, you are still a very good person! "

Wang Yarwen could not refute what he said. She had interacted with Yi Cheng in St. Mary's Hospital. Although she was a young master, she was not like those other popinjays. On the contrary, she was very serious and pragmatic.

"Anyway, there's no harm in being careful. One had to know that one couldn't have the intention to harm others, and one had to be on guard against them. "You little fool."

Yi Nianxue found Wang Yaowen's haughty appearance to be extremely amusing.

In an abandoned factory in S City, it was dilapidated and cold, displaying a decadent scene everywhere. The surrounding was overgrown with weeds, and this factory was hidden within these layers of weeds. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to see this factory, as it had already blended in with the surrounding scenery.

"Speak, who sent you? "You've been following me for a long time. Aren't you tired of following me?" HouChengyi was playing with a Swiss Army knife. Although he didn't show any expression on his face, he couldn't hide the killing intent in his eyes.

In the middle of the abandoned factory, a man in black was tied to a sturdy concrete pillar. The man in black lowered his head as if he had not woken up yet.

"Zhang De, wake him up!" Hou Chengyi's tone was ice-cold.

Zhang De waved his hand, and the man in black standing behind Hou Chengyi swiftly grabbed a large bucket of ice water and threw it at the man in black.

"Hua!" A bucket of ice-cold, bone-piercing cold water was poured down, and the man in black who had his head lowered immediately lifted it up.

"It's no use asking me. I won't tell you anything." Although it was cold, this person still clenched his teeth and refused to reveal any useful information.

"Heh heh, you sure have a backbone. You haven't said a word of useful information after tormenting yourself for so long. All right. I want you to listen to my side of the message. " General Cheng Yi put his sword back in his pocket, stepped forward and pinched the man's chin.

The aura of a natural born King made the bound person feel a deep sense of oppression. It would be better to let him be tortured than to even gasp for breath.

"You're so unyielding that you can't be called loyal. You just have to be loyal to someone who takes their money." This man was like a trapped beast. His mouth was still stiff, but his words were already trembling.

"Aiyo, Zhang De. You can talk to him and see if you can put it in the A.N. 's pocket. " Hou Chengyi grabbed his throat, his eyes filled with a murderous intent.

Zhang De walked forward with an expressionless face, "Young Master, please take a rest." I'll do it. Don't dirty your hands. "

"I want some red wine, you decide." HouChengyi let go of his hands, and that man desperately tried to breathe. Just a moment ago, he was already on the verge of despair.

Hou Chengyi put down his hand, just like an elegant prince, causing everyone to be dumbstruck. It was as if he was going to a banquet, or perhaps it could be said that he had this noble and elegant temperament to begin with, looking down on all under the heavens.

Hou Chengyi's follower respectfully handed over the wakeful red wine to Yi Chengyi, then played a classical music that he liked.

"Listen, this music is very nice. It's a soothing feeling. "