The more calm Yin Baiyan became, the more angry Li Beicheng became.

Staggering up, Li Beicheng grabbed Yin Baiyan's collar and was about to say something viciously when his cell phone on the coffee table rang without missing a chance.

In an instant, everyone in the living room focused their attention on one spot.

Li Yuntang's pupils shrank, his eyes were cold and he forced Li Beicheng to take a few steps back, watching him hastily pick up the phone.

"Young Master Li, how are you preparing the money?"

"Where is the transaction?"

"It's refreshing to talk to Mr. Li. I will first give him an address and ask the person doing the transaction to arrive with the check within half an hour. Once we confirm that he is the only one and his identity is OK, we will naturally tell him what to do next.

How to do it...by the way, which woman do you want to exchange?"

Finally this crucial moment has arrived.

Li Beicheng slowly raised his head, suppressing the fear that was about to emerge in his heart, and tremblingly revealed a mysterious and cruel smile, saying clearly every word: "Yan Shui Rou, I want to say Shui Rou!"

The other person seemed a little surprised by the answer, "As you wish."

As the hang-up beep sounded, the next moment——

Yin Baiyan sighed softly and watched as Li Beicheng flew out, hit the large decorative vase on the background wall, and fainted with blood on his head.

…

At the same time, Yan Xiaye shivered involuntarily, and the blood all over his body was cold to the bone when the man said the words Yan Shuirou without hesitation, and his whole heart felt like it was falling into the abyss.

As expected of Li Beicheng, even in this situation, it would still only make her disappointed and desperate.

Crow glanced at her with mocking pity, put away the phone, and said into the eyes of the rat who couldn't help laughing: "Leave her to you, don't go too far."

"I know what I know, you go about your business." He couldn't wait to drive away his accomplices. He raised his palm and shook it down hard. He put his other hand on the belt and squinted his eyes with a frightening lustful light. He said, "Don't do it."

Jing scolded: "You little bitch, if you dare to lie to me, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Half of Yan Xia Ye's beautiful little face was red and swollen, and there were blood marks on her wrists from her desperate struggle. She was so frightened that it was indescribable: "No, I am really Li Beicheng's wife. Get away, don't touch me!"

"You're still so damn stubborn at this time!" Mouse Eyes took off his belt, rolled it up in his hand excitedly, and whipped Yan Xiaye hard at Yan Xiaye who was hanging in the air and couldn't move. The force was strong enough to cut through the air.

He made a loud sound, and laughed wildly with scarlet eyes: "Scream, don't make me wait for so long in vain, scream louder for me!"

Snapped--

Yan Xiaye tensed up and trembled greatly. The shirt on his white back was torn, and a bloodstain appeared on it.

The severe pain caused her to bite her lip, despair spread in her clear water eyes, and she barely made any sound.

She had heard about men like Mouse Eyes who took pleasure in torture in prison.

The best choice when dealing with such a man is not to meet him for the rest of his life. Once he falls into his hands, it will be difficult to escape and his life will be at stake.

"Bitch, if you don't scream out, how can I have fun?" Mouse Eyes didn't hear the expected scream, and with a gloomy face, he pinched Yan Xiaye's chin: "Okay, I want to see it.

, how hard are your little bitch’s bones! Remember, as long as you open your mouth, I will kill you immediately!”

In the indescribable severe pain, the one-sided beating lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Outside the dilapidated house, the sound of the engine and the voices of people could be heard together, making the mouse put away the blood-stained belt and went out to see the fat sheep that brought money.

Perhaps in order to make Yan Xiaye, who would rather die than surrender, feel the deepest despair, he deliberately did not close the door before leaving, so that the groggy Yan Xiaye could hear the conversation outside.

In the courtyard, Yin Baiyan stumbled and was pushed out of the van, and fell down next to a pile of garbage that smelled of sour rot.

Inside the house, Yan Xiaye used her last strength to breathe desperately, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled, and with a little hope in her heart, she looked hard at the dusty window not far away.

Li Beicheng has given up on her.

Li Yuntang's figure appeared in her mind, and then gradually faded away in her self-deprecating wry smile.

Then...who else would be willing to save her?

Outside the house, Mouse Eyes stood on the steps and looked down at the embarrassed Yin Baiyan: "Why is this kid covered in blood? He looks like he was in a car accident."

"In order to prove that he is not a professional, we can only use the simplest method to judge." Crow jumped out of the car and kicked Yin Baiyan hard with a cold expression.

The latter frowned in great pain, his chestnut hair was stuck with cold sweat, and his outstanding appearance was distorted by pain. He curled up to protect his chest and abdomen, which was obviously a subconscious reaction of ordinary people.

Mouse Eyes suddenly understood and nodded: "Did you get the check?"

"Here I am." Another accomplice came out of the cab and waved the white note between his fingers: "The password is in this man's head. Which one of you will bring Yan Shuirou?"

Crow followed the order silently, walked to another room not far from where Yan Xiaye was imprisoned, and pushed out Yan Shuirou, who looked haggard and pitiful.

"Ahem, wait."

Yin Baiyan, who fell to the ground, could not endure the pain until now. He stood up slowly holding on to the car, his eyes tentatively passed over the faces of the three people: "I can tell you the password, but before that, I have to first

See you on a summer night."

He had originally made some follow-up plans with Li Yuntang, but when he actually faced these three people, he immediately realized that things were by no means that simple.

Although the appearance of these three people is ordinary, their ruthless aura is obvious, which is enough to reveal their past of licking blood, and maybe there are one or two anti-social personalities involved.

Under this situation, he did not dare to think about anything else, and his first goal was to ensure Yan Xiaye's safety.

After hearing his request, Mouse Eyes and Crow looked at each other, and it didn't take long for them to reach a consensus.

Mouse Eyes turned around and walked into the house, used a dagger to cut the rope that tied Yan Xiaye, and held the half-dead woman on his shoulders with a cruel and cruel smile on his lips. When he walked out of the house, he just threw away a rag doll.

Yan Xiaye was thrown down the steps and landed heavily in front of Yin Baiyan.

Even after being treated like this, Yan Xiaye still remembered the threat of the rat eyes in his coma and did not dare to say a word.

"Xiao Xiaye!"

Seeing the girl who was lively and lively just a few days ago collapse without a sound in front of him, Yin Baiyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he rushed over to gently wipe the blood on her forehead and cheeks.
Chapter completed!