Divorced, still making trouble?

Impulsive.

Ji Mingzhe knew that he was in someone else's territory tonight, so he shouldn't act rashly, but when he found out that Qiu Ye had brought him here for another purpose and admitted to his face that he was going to give him away, four years of forbearance finally turned into nothingness. A monstrous rage.

He cannot control himself.

The rampant anger forced him to wave his fist again and again, until now, when he was thrown in a strange room, the blood boiling like magma in his body gradually condensed.

Then a sharp pain spread from the bottom of my heart to my limbs.

He knew that Qiu Ye hated him to the bone, and that Qiu Ye could do anything to him, he should have been mentally prepared.

However, when the other party really stabbed him in the heart, he still felt unbearable pain.

Ji Mingzhe wiped the blood off his face, sat silently on the ground for a while, and finally closed his eyes as if accepting his fate.

Suddenly there was a sneer at the door, and Ji Mingzhe turned his head. At some point, Lin Xiurui happened to be leaning against the open door and looking at him leisurely. Under the eyes, that look made people feel even more creepy.

But Ji Mingzhe glanced at him, then looked away, and then looked at the room he was in.

The layout of this room is almost the same as that of the deluxe single room in the hotel. The only difference is that the wall facing Ji Mingzhe is covered with all kinds of whips, and there is a huge glass cabinet with There are torture instruments of different usages.

Even Ji Mingzhe saw a whole set of scalpels that he didn't know what they were used for.

"How about it, Mingzhe, do you like the things here?" Lin Xiurui came over, put his arms around Ji Mingzhe's shoulders, followed his gaze to scan the room, and then smiled close to his ear, "Tonight we are the same How about trying it on you?"

Ji Mingzhe was silent, facing all kinds of cold instruments of torture here, he actually cared more when Qiu Ye pushed him to Lin Xiurui, did the other party know what kind of pervert Lin Xiurui was?

But soon Ji Mingzhe stopped thinking about it.

Qiu Ye and Lin Xiurui have known each other since they wore open crotch pants, so how could Qiu Ye not be aware of these perverted hobbies of his good buddies.

Being ignored by Ji Mingzhe, Lin Xiurui was not angry either, he took off his coat slowly, and asked, "Did you get the injection?"

"Hit," a subordinate standing in the room glanced at the time and replied, "It's been half an hour, and it's about time for an attack."

Lin Xiurui nodded and signaled his men to close the door. He dug out a white coat from the closet and put it on, stood by the wall again, and took a dark red whip with a pattern like a snake from it as if picking a gift. He flicked it in the air, then turned around, and whipped Ji Mingzhe without hesitation.

The whip tail swept across his neck and side face, and Ji Mingzhe's skin was swollen visible to the naked eye. Lin Xiurui broke his chin and looked at it. He was very satisfied with the effect, so he smiled happily, "My eyes Yes, this baby is really suitable for you."

Ji Mingzhe's face was calm and unwavering, as if the whip hadn't hit him, which made Lin Xiurui even more excited.

He waved the whip and lashed Ji Mingzhe a dozen times, then sat down on the bed, and said to the other two subordinates in the room, "Come on."

These two subordinates probably often do this kind of thing with Lin Xiurui. They whipped Ji Mingzhe skillfully, trying their best to distribute the whip marks evenly and patchily on his body when they took off his clothes later.

Ji Mingzhe didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, the medicine in his body had already exploded, and the pain would make those heart-piercing itches less unbearable, but when the medicine was fully exerted, Lin Xiurui told people to stop hand.

"It's quite bearable," Lin Xiurui came over and patted Ji Mingzhe's face, and smiled, "I just like you, the more reserved you are, the more coquettish you are on the bed."

Listening to his words, the two subordinates also laughed obscenely.

"But let's not be in a hurry. I'm patient. Since you don't want to follow me, of course I can't touch you. But don't worry, you will beg me later."

Ji Mingzhe shook off his hand, gasped heavily and struggled to move back, leaning his back against the wall.

There seemed to be thousands of ants crawling in his body, and the heat and itching ran along the blood to the tailbone. Finally, Ji Mingzhe couldn't help but groaned, and then clenched his teeth.

"A Fei, bring me a glass of wine." Lin Xiurui stared at Ji Mingzhe, with the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, "I suddenly remembered that there is something good for you to taste."

Not long after, half a glass of wine was poured into Lin Xiurui's hands. Lin Xiurui leaned closer to the cup and sniffed it, then took out a glass bottle containing an unknown liquid from the cabinet, opened it, poured two drops into the wine glass, and put the It was passed back to the subordinate and said, "Give it to him."

Ji Mingzhe didn't know what was in the glass bottle with a bigger thumb, but he thought it was definitely not a good thing. After being forced to drink half a glass of wine, not long after, the desire in his body began to double in an instant.

Sitting in the car, Qiu Ye frowned and finished smoking the third cigarette in his hand. When it was time to light the fourth cigarette, the person sitting in the co-pilot couldn't help laughing.

"Distressed?" the man asked, his voice was deep and magnetic, very pleasant to hear.

Qiu Ye was taken aback, biting the cigarette butt and turning it between his teeth, then sneered as if he had heard some joke, and then said coldly, "Why do I feel bad, I'm afraid that Lin Xiurui will kill him without measure, He's still useful after all."

After speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car, saying, "I'll give him a call."

The man hummed, put his hands on his forehead and watched Qiu Ye angrily kick a stone by the side of the road, smiled, and slowly lit a cigarette for himself.

Lin Xiurui was squatting beside Ji Mingzhe, waiting patiently for him to beg for mercy, when the phone in his pocket rang.

"Ano, what's wrong?"

"I'm just here to remind you, don't play people to death, I'm still useful if you take care of me." Qiu Ye said.

Lin Xiurui replied with a smile, "Of course, I will feel bad if I die."

"As long as you have the numbers."

After Qiu Ye finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but a faint low call came from the receiver.

The finger pressing on the screen paused slightly, and at the same time he heard Lin Xiurui say teasingly, "He's calling you."

Immediately there was a rustling sound from the phone, and Ji Mingzhe's signal-processed voice rang in his ears.

"Qiu Ye." His voice was hoarse as if he was suppressing something.

When Qiu Ye heard his voice, his jawline couldn't help but tense, he bit his cigarette and said in silence for a moment, "En."

"Come and pick me up, okay? Don't leave me here." Ji Mingzhe said.

Qiu Ye couldn't tell if Ji Mingzhe was crying. In fact, since the first meeting, Ji Mingzhe had never cried in front of him, nor had he ever spoken to him in such a begging tone.

The hand holding the phone couldn't help tightening. He obviously hated Ji Mingzhe so much, but when he thought of what kind of torture the other party would suffer under Lin Xiurui's hands, his heart became more and more irritable.

But now the person has been detained, and it was Ji Mingzhe who made the move first, and... Qiu Ye glanced at his car, remembering his plan with the people in the car,

"We're already divorced. I don't care about your affairs." Finally he said.

Ji Mingzhe paused, and after a while, the phone was hung up.

However, half an hour later, the faintly ominous ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang again.

When Qiu Ye connected, the person on the other end immediately said, "Brother Qiu, Young Master Lin was stabbed!"

Qiu Ye trembled imperceptibly with the hand holding the cigarette, sat up straight and asked, "Where's Ji Mingzhe?"

That person didn't seem to react, huh?With a sound.

Qiu Ye said, "It's the one who beat Lin Xiurui tonight."

"Oh, shit, he was the one who stabbed Young Master Lin," the man shouted with undigested shock in his voice, "Then I heard that bitch jumped off the stairs Oh, fuck, I don’t know if I fell to my death or not!”