Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 210 The end of Ye Shan's family, meeting with the leader (2)
I'm afraid it's been closed for two days now.

In the basement, in the dark water prison.

The air was damp and cold, making goosebumps stand on the arms.

The corners of the water prison in the basement that has not seen sunlight all year round are covered with wet and greasy slime.

In the corner, a dim light bulb hangs feebly.

The wind picked up suddenly, and the humidity was poured into the bones along with the wind, making the cold people feel chills.

The light bulb wobbled and hit the wall, making a small noise.

The light then became indistinct, flickering and flickering, imprinted on the rippling water waves, like a face with uncertain weather.

tick-

The cold water drops fell into the water, splashing fine water.

The two people who were immersed in the water suddenly raised their heads, their eyes were out of focus, like ghosts wandering at night.

Da da--

Footsteps sounded from far to near, echoing in the silent space.

The two raised their heads and looked at the person coming.

They were four men whose whole bodies were hidden in the darkness. Their faces were cast like copper and their bodies were as hard as iron. The flickering lights hit their faces, drawing out their cold outlines.

The two people in the water prison suddenly widened their eyes, looked at the person, opened their mouths, but remained silent.

They have been imprisoned for so long, without food, and have long since lost the strength to speak.

The four men were silent, one picked up two of them, and walked towards the stairs.

The two people who were being carried woke up suddenly, struggling subconsciously.

The icy handshackles and fetters collided, and the sound was as sharp as a knife, cutting through a long bloody arc in the dark night.

dong dong dong-

The bodies of the two were dragged on the stairs, which were as heavy as stones, and the steps bumped and sounded.

Behind him, the dripping blood on the iron ladder merged into a thin line, meandering.

Da da da--

The sound of footsteps gradually receded, becoming weaker and weaker layer by layer.

tick-

The stone-like heavy and cold silence slowly pressed down again, as if my heart was being grabbed and I couldn't breathe.

Slowly, the four men in black dragged the two of them into a dark room, threw the two of them on the ground, and stood aside, silent as iron.

The darkroom is small, with iron walls on all sides, a stool in the middle, and nothing else.

The two people on the ground gasped in pain, and slowly opened their eyes, curled up like shrimp.

Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door.

"Master. The person has already been brought."

In the ears, the deep voices of the four men in black played in unison.

Lord?

The two opened their eyes wide, wanting to see what the hall master looked like.

What I saw was the icy darkness like a cold stone engulfing my head, heavy as iron, boundless.

Suddenly, a gleam of light slanted into it, cut open like a blade, and there was a sharp clang.

The twilight tore open a thin slit of one person's height, dyeing half of the sky with light.

A person walked from the middle with a smile.

At the end of the twilight, people come and go slowly.

Wearing a green dress lightly dyed with autumn light, the man stood upright.

The wind picked up suddenly, sweeping up the coldness and seeping into the bones.

Both of them curled up on the ground trembled, but they couldn't move their eyes.

A gleam of light came out, and the man's skirt lifted up, melting into half-color darkness.

That touch of green is getting stronger and stronger.

Like the ink on the rice paper slowly spreading out, a figure was drawn out.

The green years, elegant and graceful.

A head of green silk is tied into a bun, and a blue-colored bamboo hairpin is moving.

A faint light flowed down the tail of her hair, illuminating half of Yi Ren's complexion.

The eyes are full of water, and the cheeks are soft and affectionate.

Zhuoran's figure is as tall as a bamboo, and her beauty is as light as a chrysanthemum.

Independence.

The two people on the ground stared wide-eyed, and exhaled with a trembling voice: "Ye, Ye, Ye Chen?"

In the dim light, the woman faintly showed her appearance, but it was Ye Chen.

She moved lightly with lotus steps, crushing the silence of the ground, and made noises.

With a slight smile, the corners of her skirts were slightly hooked, cutting through the darkness in front of the two of them on the ground, sitting upright on the only stool in the room.

"Long time no see, third aunt, third uncle?" Ye Chen greeted lightly.

The two people on the ground, Ye Shan and Zhang Yinjing rolled back a few steps together, tremblingly said: "Ye, Ye, Ye Chen, how could it be you? You, you, what is your identity?"

Ye Chen's voice was faint, and his appearance was hidden in the half-colored darkness: "Three aunts and three uncles don't need to ask about my identity. Just answer me a few questions quietly, otherwise—"

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes were frozen into an arc of ice, tearing away a line of darkness in front of him, and the cold light burst out.

Ye Shan and Zhang Yinjing trembled like shaking a sieve, and asked weakly: "You, you, what do you want to ask?"

"Back then, what happened to my father's legs!"

Ye Chen's voice suddenly became harsh, and he slammed down on the heads of the two people in front of him.

Hearing the words, the two panicked, their eyes flickered, and they tried to calm down and said, "Your father's legs don't care about us. I don't know what happened to your father's legs. Xiaochen, are you Misunderstanding, we are relatives, relatives with broken bones and tendons, how can we do that kind of thing."

Ye Chen lowered his head, suddenly a cold light flashed from his eyes, and said indifferently: "Break their legs."

The two panicked and yelled sharply: "Don't, don't, don't break my leg—"

Before the last word was finished, it had already been swallowed, and it turned into a shrill scream.

The four men in black stepped forward at the same time, one of them stepped on Ye Shan's and Zhang Yinjing's legs respectively, and the leather shoes stepped on them hard and even crushed them.

crackling-

There were bursts of broken bones.

Blood slowly flowed out from under the legs of the two, turning into a thin thread, filling the room with dead silence and darkness.

Ye Shan and Zhang Yinjing's legs are useless!
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows slightly like a sword, and glanced at the two of them lightly: "Should we still talk now?"

Ye Shan yelled like killing a pig, crying in pain: "I, I—"

Before he finished a word, he was interrupted by Zhang Yinjing.

"Say, what are you talking about, I, I don't know—" Zhang Yinjing was trembling with pain, sucking in air-conditioning again and again, but there was a rare determination on his face.

Ye Chen smiled suddenly, like the pear blossom in the snow, but it was cold and moving.

"Third Aunt, Third Uncle is a man who keeps his promise. However, my father's pair of legs were not broken in vain. Just breaking your pair of legs is the principal. After so many years, the interest should be quite a lot. Come on, break it They have arms!"

The four men in black immediately set off, each grabbing Ye Shan and Zhang Yinjing's arms.

"Don't, don't, don't! I, I, I said—" Ye Shan dragged his stumped leg and took a few steps back, his voice was almost forced from the top of his throat, and the end was sharp.

Ye Chen waved his hand slightly.

The four men in black immediately paused and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)