Ji'an frowned and looked down slightly. The sword of death was engraved on the copper button on his cuff.

Her eyes narrowed violently and she called out, "it's you!"

The silver faced man's expression was slightly coagulated, and soon raised his lips and laughed: "we have indeed met."

Three years ago, her memory was eroded by the blood.

Ji'an said with a painful smile: "why didn't you kill me? I'm useless to you! "

“.... On the contrary, you are very useful now. "

"I will not listen to you, even if I die, I will not work for the devil." Ji'an deliberately angered him.

The silver faced man pinched her jaw. Her skin was as white as snow, her facial features were clear, and her long hair was dripping with water.

"You are beautiful. No wonder the two young masters of Beiming will be fascinated by you."

Hearing the name of Beiming Shaoxi, Ji An's heart aches.

He wants to keep her to deal with Beiming Shaoxi?

"I underestimate you, Su Qianmo."

Ji'an looked at him in a hurry. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a bronze Kirin statue with barbed spines all over her body. She turned around and wanted to hit the sharp barb head on.

A big hand pressed her forehead, and the silver faced man saw through her intention: "isn't it a pity to let such a thing as you die like this?"

Ji'an sneered, and no one could restrain her determination to die.

Besides, her life is not long, no one can control her.

"Miss Su, I have countless ways to make you submit. Believe it or not, you will kneel down and beg me to use you and serve you

“.... "Don't believe it" Ji An bit his lips and looked obstinate.

She didn't even fear death. No matter how cruel and inhumane torture followed, she would stick with it.

"Now that you recognize me, take you to a place."

A silver faced man with a cruel red on his mouth and a subordinate came to unlock her handcuffs.

....

Ji'an was carried by two subordinates, grabbed the steel pipe bed and walked to the basement.

Her mind recalled the blood three years ago.

She was protected in the attic by a wet nurse and watched a group of people break into the Su family.

Through the gap between the stairs, she saw dark people surrounded the hospital bed.

A black leather case's hand was raised, holding a gun.

I'm sorry, Mr. Su. The last respect for you is to send you on the road. ]

Ji An saw the cuff of that hand and the carving of the sword of death.

She will never forget that totem.

At the moment when the wrench was pulled, Su Fu hugged Su Mu pale and held her in his arms.

Blood spatter, spilled Su mother a body, she tightly hugged Su Fu, face is distressed tears, but detached indifferent, gently closed eyes waiting for death.

[Mrs. Su, now it's your turn ]

the silver faced man grinned coldly from the corners of his mouth, took the handkerchief, wiped the blood, and pushed forward step by step.

Ji'an shivered safely and couldn't help but scream out, and was covered by the wet nurse's lips in time.

She wanted to rush down and try her best. Suddenly, her head hurt and she was knocked unconscious by the wet nurse

In the following year, this bloody scene often got into her nightmares and made her cry.

....

The heavy iron door was creaking open.

Ji'an is dragged into a room with the colors of the ocean on all sides and transparent glass across the walls

She looked up and saw the picture in front of her eyes. There was projective fear in her pupils.

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