"Mr. Gu?"
She called softly, the whole villa was silent and no one answered.
Her voice is louder, "Gu Liushen!"
There was no answer.
She curled her mouth, rested for a while, waited for her strength to return, struggled to get up from the ground, and saw a mobile phone on the black frosted bedside table with a note on it.
She picked it up and saw that the characters on it had just been put into force and almost penetrated through the paper. "Mrs. Gu, I'll go out for a visit and come back for lunch with you. Have a good rest and don't run around. ——I love you, Mr Gu. "
This man
It's full of love talk skills.
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in the dark room, there are countless torture tools hanging on the walls around.
The whip with barb, the dagger with iron like mud, and all kinds of strange things make it look creepy.
And all of them were stained with a thick layer of dried blood, with a dark brown surface.
Thundering eyes, respectfully standing beside.
Gu Liu sits deep in the middle of the room, on the only seat, his legs are overlapped, and his knuckled fingers light his thighs. His face is clear and meaningful, his eyebrows and eyes are warm. A brown Pullover lining him is more like a handsome young man walking in the sun, which is different from the room filled with heavy bloody atmosphere.
But he just sat there, with long, thin lashes hanging.
Near the wall is a three-dimensional cross. On the top of it, there is a man who is covered with blood. He is mentally depressed. His hands and feet are tied on the shelf. His head is deep down. He tries to open his mouth and breathe hard.
It's terrible, this man -
he ordered his men to beat him severely with the whip stained with hot pepper water. The barb of the iron pricked his body, but it would not hurt his life. He kept howling miserably, but he could not change anyone's soft heart. Instead, he suffered more miserably.
That man is no man!
He got up slowly, took his coat from his hands and put on a pair of plastic gloves.
Gu Liushen goes to the wall full of knives. His dark eyes Lightly sweep a knife that twinkles in the dark. He gently reaches out and picks up a dagger that is the length of an adult's palm. The blade is thin as a cicada wing. He plays with it at the fingertips. Step by step, in the eyes of laihou, he moves towards him like a dark night Shura.
"Ah ah ah!! Don't come here! Don't come here! " He began to struggle crazily. The iron chain that imprisoned his hands was deeply embedded in the flesh. He didn't know it, and his pupils were enlarged.
Shen Lei's ear tip moved, his body stopped standing more and more, and his head dropped lower.
The howling was heard all the time.
"Ah! Please, please Spare me, or kill me with a knife, please! Ah -- "
" Oh, do you feel any pain? "
He held the dagger in his fingertip and began to cut it across his chest. The blade touched the cloth, and it spread to both sides in an instant, revealing the bloodstained chest.
All of a sudden, the whole dagger fell into his shoulder blade. The accurate technique would not let him lose his life, but would make him suffer.
"Ah!!!"
"It's so beautiful -" he slowly drew up his thin pale lips, and the murderous intention of his eyes did not disappear. "Do you know what the first thought came out of her head when I learned that she had been kidnapped?"
Lai monkey's frightened eyes widened, and he could not help shrinking to avoid his actions.