Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The bodyguard pressed another mechanism, and the iron bed turned up automatically, and countless densely packed steel needles were inserted into the other side.

"Young master, these needles will sting every nerve of a person..." The bodyguard explained, "If the nerves are stimulated for a long time, he will become a completely paralyzed cripple without dying."

These words were obviously meant for Xiaoyi.

Ximen Longting nodded and smiled leisurely: "Doesn't he like to lie on the bed? It's a good idea to let him stay with the bed for the rest of his life."

"Uh...uuuu..."

Tsubasa made her voice harder.

The bodyguard pulled the chain, and the half-hanging Leng Lintian moved down.

His head was stretched back, as if his whole body had no bones, and his body wrapped in iron chains had no good flesh.

The iron chain made a creaking sound, and Leng Lintian approached the needle bed little by little.

Here, Jing Jiaren, who followed Ximen Longting to the entrance of the darkroom, saw the bodyguards standing majestically.

She had already tried to force her way in, but the bodyguards wouldn't let her in at all.

Ximen Longting must be inside...

Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed, she had to go in and catch him to do whatever he wanted!

The bodyguards of the battle column are extremely strict, always listening to the movement nearby.

After a while, a voice suddenly shouted: "It's on fire, come and put out the fire!"

The bodyguard immediately followed in the direction of the sound.

In the reception room adjoining the darkroom, huge curtains were engulfed by candles and a fire was ignited.

Jing Jiaren yelled loudly: "Hurry up and fetch water, and call more people to put out the fire... Hurry up!"

The bodyguard immediately said something into the intercom...

The fire alarms sounded throughout the villa.

The darkroom is the closest to here, so naturally the bodyguards waiting there are coming this way. Jing Jiaren has already made up her mind to go into the darkroom while taking advantage of the chaos...

On the way, a bodyguard stopped her: "Miss Jing, the young master is inside, you can't go in."

"I know he's inside. There's a fire outside. I'll inform him."

Sirens whined.

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, and Jing Jiaren had already rushed forward...

The bodyguard wanted to intercept her, but was afraid of hurting her.

"Miss Jing, you can't go in!"

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In the darkroom, Ximen Longting and the bodyguards also heard the alarm sound.

"Master, is there a fire outside?"

Ximen Longting crossed his legs indifferently, lit the cigarette near his lips: "Continue."

With so many servants in the villa, he might not be needed to save a fire?

The iron chain dropped a large inch with a clatter, and the distance between Leng Lintian's body and the needle bed was only a few centimeters.

"I'll give you one last chance." Ximen Longting rolled up his ruthless and cold lips, "Hand over the antidote, then nod your head, never repent, if you want to see your master become useless with your own eyes, then shake your head..."

Xiaoyi shook her head in a panic, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

While shaking, she was full of panic, her eyes widened in horror.

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes, shi~t, this woman still refuses to hand over the antigen at this time.

She is also one who does not shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Standing up suddenly, he walked in front of her with a cigarette in his hand, and the scarlet cigarette butt rubbed against her left cheek forcefully.

A burning smell evaporates...

"Since you don't repent, I will let you master and servant die together!"

"..."

"Put the chain on."

The bodyguard's palms were sweating, he stared at the distance from the needle bed, and dropped a few centimeters...

The sharp tip of the steel needle pierces the skin.