Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 534 Eighteen Levels of Hell

At this time, Lu Qianchen came to the interrogation room on the ninth underground floor with the wolf smoke.

The environment here is not as bloody, violent and smoky as imagined, but bright as day, and the low-key luxury reflects Lu Qianchen's unique taste.

Lu Qianchen sat on the black leather sofa, lit a cigarette, smoked slowly, tapped the table with one hand, and squinted lazily looking ahead.

Five meters in front of him, there is a huge piece of bulletproof glass, like a gate in hell, blocking the entire room into two worlds.

People may know the [-]th floor of hell, but if you ask where is the [-]th floor of hell?Those who reported to Hades would definitely say that they were in the prosperous dynasty without hesitation.

Behind the bulletproof glass, Chen Hao, his father, and the other four men were all tied up with their hands and hung in mid-air.

At this time, Chen Hao was dying with his head hanging down, and there was not a single piece of intact skin on his body. Even so, he seemed to have no strength to call out pain.

Chen Hao's father was tossed all night because of his age. He watched helplessly as his son could not survive or die, and fainted several times.

Now, only the four little ones are still awake.

Their bodies were basically bruised, but it was only a skin trauma. Seeing the means of extermination, and seeing Lu Qianchen sitting in front of them calmly, they all widened their eyes in horror and wanted to yell for mercy, but The mouth was sealed, and he could only move his body non-stop, making a hissing sound from his throat.

"Remove the tape off their mouths."

Lu Qianchen lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and looked very calm, without the slightest anger, but it was this calm look that made the hearts of a few people seem to be hanging on the edge of a cliff, and they would be frustrated at any time.

The tape on several people's mouths was torn off, but they didn't expect to howl and beg for mercy. Instead, they knelt down on the ground with a plop, their lips trembling, and they couldn't even make a sound.

Lu Qianchen pursed his lips, glanced sideways at the people on the ground, and said slowly: "Let's play a game, ten fingers, you report each other, I want to see who among you touched my woman, who reported it The more you have, the less you suffer, understand?"

Lu Qianchen's voice was nice, soft and magnetic, especially the last word, which rose slightly, but every word fell into their ears, but it became the most terrifying sentence.

In fact, the scariest thing in the world is not to make you suffer some flesh and blood out of the blue, but to tell you the torment you should bear as a story in detail, so that you will be in a great fear, Counting the time of death every minute and every second.

Lu Qianchen, on the other hand, just liked to see them frightened, which was more enjoyable than killing them.

When the four heard Lu Qianchen's words, they didn't care about brotherhood, and immediately rushed to speak, for fear that others would take the lead and they would lose a finger.

"The red hair slapped Miss Xia—"

"The clothes were also torn by the red hair—"

"He's still being rude to Miss Xia—"

"We didn't do anything—really nothing—"

Lu Qianchen listened quietly, although he knew that his girl must have suffered a lot of grievances, but now listening to them talking non-stop, Lu Qianchen really couldn't help but want to drag them down immediately to feed the dogs, yes Really feed the dog.

(End of this chapter)