The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

In a secret base, He Yi was chained to a big iron platform. The bad wound on his chest was only roughly bandaged, and the bleeding was stopped.

As soon as he opened his eyelids a little, he heard footsteps approaching.

The iron door opened and someone came in.

He immediately closed his eyes.

With the sound of wheels pressing against the ground, He Rong came in.

"Is anyone dead?"

Ji Boyan stretched out his fingers and sighed He Yi's breath, "I'm still alive."

"He was still alive after one night, it seems that God doesn't really want to take him in."

Ji Boyan brought up a sharp knife, "It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible to avoid having too many night dreams."

"Stop, you can't kill him, you must leave him alone."

Ji Boyan sneered and asked back: "Don't kill him, keep it for the New Year?"

"His brain is useful. He's core secrets are all in his mind. If I kill him, I will never be able to fully grasp He's."

"But once he escapes from here, our previous efforts will be wasted. No matter how useful his brain is, he will not yield to you and say what you want. Don't forget how many times we have failed for today. Now Solving him is the wisest choice."

"This is my well-designed base. It is impossible for him to escape. Besides, he was seriously injured. Escape? You think too much."

Ji Boyan put away the knife for the time being, but he disagreed with He Rong's words.

He Rong glanced at the subordinate next to him: "Wake him up for me."

A large basin of cold water was poured on He Yi's face.

He Yi slowly opened his eyes, his whole body seemed to be crushed by a big truck, weighing ten thousand catties.

He Rong stared at He Yi with a dark smile.

"woke up?"

He Yi's eyes were swollen and painful, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, he pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Second uncle, what are you going to do?"

Even in deep danger, he did not panic.

"What to do, you know in your heart, if you want to survive, hand over all the core materials of the He family in your hands, and give the He family over to me to manage as well as a letter of abdication."

He Yi sneered for a while, but this sneer seemed very weak.

"Second Uncle's dream should be left to the next life, it will never come true in this life."

When He Yi refused, He Rong was only annoyed for a moment, and then he had a countermeasure in mind.

"If you want He Shi to die? If you don't go back, what will happen to your beloved little wife? To tell you the truth, Gu Qin belongs to me, and she actually knows how to use the three-legged cat's medical skills. Jiang Ruoyue was injected by Gu Qin last night." Drugs that cause fetal deformities, your two children are already deformed."

When He Yi heard this, veins popped all over his body, he stood up and wanted to kill He Rong.

"you……"

But his body was firmly fixed on the platform by the big iron chain, and he couldn't get up at all.

"Haha, remember? As long as you hand over He's core information, let alone sit up, I'll let you go immediately."

Let him go?As long as he handed over what He Rong wanted, it would be of no value and would just kill him immediately.

He Yi lay on his back on the iron bed, staring at the rusty ceiling, kicking his breath, it's impossible, it's impossible for him and Jiang Ruoyue's child to have something to do, Qi Yun has already followed his instructions and went to guard against Gu Qin, it's impossible for Gu Qin succeed.

He Rong waited for a while, and became angry and impatient.

"Not yet handed over?"

"I said that if you want to take the He family away from me, the second uncle will wait for the next life."

"If you don't eat a toast, you'll be fined. I want to see if it's your mouth or my fist."

"Pry his mouth open, and then tell me to come over."

He Rong turned his head and left with a pale face.

Ji Boyan pressed his knuckles: "Pull him down, press well."

The iron chain was unlocked, and He Yi was pulled off the platform by several strong men, who held him firmly.

Ji Boyan grabbed He Yi's collar, and punched He Yi's face with an iron fist.

He Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Boyan provocatively said: "Mr. He, are fists delicious?"

He Yi glanced sideways: "Just this little strength? Sorry, I can't feel it."