the man's eyes. "You're a doctor," he said, his voice laced with ice, "Is there any medicine that can make life worse than death"The man on the phone said something."I want him dead." He pressed the...He dragged Fu Yan towards the table, where a red candle flickered. The tip of the candle had melted into a small indentation. The man tossed the tracker into it.
"With a pop, the tracker was fried."
The light in Fu Yan's eyes dimmed.
The man lowered his head, wanting to appreciate the despair in her eyes, but to his disappointment, there was no despair in Fu Yan's eyes. After a fleeting moment of extinguishing light, there was a stubbornness, a fierce tenacity that could drive people crazy.
Daniel had never seen such a thing in the eyes of a dying man, he couldn't help but feel a sense of novelty, and the desire to conquer surged up within him.
That's too exciting!
He was thrilled.
"Shen Wei said, 'Let me get you killed. Do you know how to play with the things on the wall'"
He pulled Fu Yan's hair and walked forward.
Fu Yan had no strength left, her scalp was almost ripped off. Instinctively, she followed the man's steps, staggering and trembling from pain, forced to look at the dazzling array of tools on the wall.
"Given how conservative you are, you've probably never seen this before, have you"
He looked around, "This is a large abandoned factory, hundreds of acres, and we're in the basement deep within. Your people won't find you even if they search until tomorrow. We have all the time we need."
The man let out a wild laugh and grabbed Fu Yan, throwing her into the water bed. Fu Yan's powerless body swayed on the bed.
The overhead bulb emitted a dim, yellow light that failed to reach her eyes.
"The bones are still quite hard," the man commented, followed by a cold laugh.
Fu Yan knew she couldn't beg for mercy. Once she did, the man would lose interest in her, and all that awaited her was death.
Fu Yan's lips were bitten and bled, she was tossed about until her forehead was drenched in sweat, her vision blurred and darkened, almost fainting.
A man took an already filled syringe from the table, the needletip gleaming coldly in the light. "Ordinary people would be half-dead with just a half dose, I like you very much, so I'm giving you a whole tube. I won't waste time, darling, enjoy this night!"
Her heart ached, her brow furrowed. She tightened her grip, was she willing to lose everything
Right at the moment the needle pierced through his skin, a rustling sound of footsteps came from the door. A powerful force burst the door open with a bang, slamming it against the wall, sending splinters flying.
A powerful beam of light shot in, like a claw tearing through the darkness.
Daniel was blinded by the sudden flash of light. The moment he reacted and tried to run to the table for his gun, there was a muffled pop - the sound of a silenced pistol. His pupils contracted as the bullet tore into his chest.
He was still struggling with the gun, and there was another gunshot. The bullet went into his back, and with a heart-wrenching scream, he fell to the ground in a pool of blood.
Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she stared blankly in the direction of the light source.
In the center of the light source, a tall and imposing figure strode towards Fu Yan hastily. It was too dazzling, she couldn't see clearly at all, only a hazy black shadow.
Only when that person gets closer.
She smelled his familiar scent.
Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, it was him.
Huo Mingzheng picked her up, her limp body falling into his arms. His temple pulsed with anger, veins throbbing visibly as he stared at the scattered props and syringe lying on the floor. For the first time in his life, he felt a shiver of fear.
He gritted his teeth, looking at the frail woman in his arms. His whole body was as cold as ice. "Fu Yan, you're ruthless."eyes to look at her briefly, "Sit down first.""Okay."Fu Yan was sitting opposite him in a chair, waiting for him to finish reviewing the documents before passing them over. “President Fu, please take...