An Xiaoyao suddenly closed and opened again. The light in the cell was not very strong. He didn't feel so bad. He didn't have a clear sight in front of him. There was still some blur and some images were shaking.

He vaguely saw that in front of him was a man in a dark blue long coat, with a vague face.

He looked down to see Xia Qing. After a long time, his sight gradually became clear.

Xia Qing's clothes, almost become rags, all the whiplash marks on her body, there is a bloodstain on her back waist, which is very terrible. She is lying on the ground, her long black hair is scattered, covering her face, her thighs are wrapped with white gauze, and * *'s arms are lined with needle holes.

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An Xiaoyao's heart is smothered and hard to breathe.

"Qingqing..." He wanted to brush her hair and look at her face, but he didn't dare. His fingers trembled slightly. She shouldn't be like this. She shouldn't lie here weak.

We can't lie here forever.

Xia Qing suddenly turned over and her hair spread out, revealing her face. An Xiaoyao's eyes shrank. Suddenly, she looked at the man. A cold light passed in his eyes. He asked in a sharp voice, "how dare you..."

The man is also a man who has gone through big waves, but he is scared by his eyes and turns to say coldly, "what dare we dare not do? Why, without a pretty face, you don't like her? "

On Xia Qing's white face, the left side is intact, but the right side is marked with a bloodstain, which destroys her perfect face.

She is a perfectionist. She is similar to Lu Zhen in many places. He remembers that Xia Qing once joked that he grew up like this. He could not see that he was blind. Now think of this, the general pain of the heart.

Such scars, even the most perfect cosmetic surgery, can not be repaired.

An Xiaoyao has never hated a person so much that he has to be torn apart.

Xia Qing never said how these people hurt her.

Only said one, can't die.

That wound, or fresh, no scar, looks particularly terrible, if the child saw, may be scared to cry.

"She is a girl. She is one of the most excellent agents in the United States. She tried her best to get information from me. She has devoted ten years of youth for your country, solved numerous cases and saved countless people. This is what you give her back?" An Xiaoyao's eyes are hot and heavy.

He had never thought that he would be aggrieved for an American agent.

It was none of his business.

"It's because of you that she becomes like this." The man said, coldly squinting his eyes, "say, where is your real base, otherwise, I don't mind, give her another knife."

"You don't want to hurt her again." An Xiaoyao holding Xia Qing, what reason, means, all throw out of the clouds, he finally understand why hatred can deprive a person of reason.

"You can shoot us all with one shot." Ann Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, "I tell you, even if we die, your death will not be far away."

"Is it?" The man lengthened the tone, "if you are really tough, I'll see how hard you can be."

He said, and was about to shoot. Suddenly, there was an earth shaking explosion in the dungeon. The whole dungeon was shaking. An Xiaoyao quickly held Xia Qing in his arms. The man put away his gun and hurried out. He asked in a cold voice, "what's the matter?"