Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 42

A red wall lamp is inlaid on the wall, and the faint light refracts on the glass to reveal the picture next to it.

The one-meter-long meticulous painting is hung vertically and attached to the wall.

It is inlaid with satin silk all around, and the back is supported, filled with transparent glass, and then framed with good wood.

Exquisite and delicate brushstrokes, full color, and lifelike pictures must have cost the painter a lot of effort.

Every gossamer-like line drawn out in the painting is filled with full color, and the black roses on the ground will come alive on the paper.

And among the flowers with black roses as the background, a bright red tear of blood remained in the corner of a bird's eye.

The bird flapped its wings desperately, and flew into the air like a shock, but its body was entangled by thorny vines, pulling it tightly towards the cluster of black roses. The bird's whole body was covered with scars.

Tang Xiaoqi's expression was gloomy, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and he unconsciously stroked the bloody teardrops from the corners of Bird's eyes.

The red teardrops and the light of the wall lamp complement each other.

After a while, Tang Xiaoqi turned his head slightly, moved his gaze to the wall lamp on the right, and stretched out his hand to press it hard.

One meter away, the bookshelf against the wall moved mechanically to the right, revealing a deep entrance.

A strong smell of blood spread from inside, and Tang Xiaoqi's bright eyes became more and more excited.

Inside is no longer a wooden floor, but a long ladder made of stone.

Go down the stairs step by step, towards the unknown darkness, until the groaning and roaring sounds become clearer and clearer.

At the end of the stairs, there is a corridor.

At intervals in the middle of the corridor, a lamp was lit.

On both sides are closed black iron doors.

It wasn't until the corridor turned a corner that I saw an open black iron door on the right ahead, and the white light was reflected on the corridor from the room.

The sound is coming from here!
Tang Xiaoqi stepped lightly and approached gradually. When he approached, he hid sideways by the door and listened to the sound inside.

"Crack~", "Crack~"

The whip lashed against the skin, and the sound of ripped flesh and muffled groans was heard continuously.

The sound of whipping continued, and the man's breath seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

During the beating, the man insisted on not saying a word, Tang Xiaoqi opened his eyes even more excitedly, and the bloodthirsty emotion in his eyes became more and more intense.

The whipping stopped suddenly.

A familiar voice came from inside.

"..."

"Grandpa, he passed out."

"Still refused to say anything..."

"..."

The air was still for a while, and the man's thin and cold lips spat out two words.

"killed"

Tang Xiaoqi frowned dissatisfied, and walked into the room: "Don't!" How could such a good thing be killed.

The white figure swayed out, Jing Ye took out the pistol vigilantly, looked over, and looked at Tang Xiaoqi's figure in shock, with killing intent in his eyes for a moment.

When the man sitting on the sofa saw the white figure, surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his thin lips: "Jing Ye, you guys go out."

"Grandpa, but..."

"I said, get out!" The man's tone was obviously aggravated.

Jing Ye glanced at Tang Xiaoqi as a warning, and made a gesture, and the two subordinates immediately followed him out.

After entering, Tang Xiaoqi stared straight at the man tied to the stake. Wasn't it the man in black who hadn't been killed the night he was attacked?

The man in black fainted. On the night of the attack, the place where his face was cut off was obviously bandaged.

After the three of them withdrew, the air suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)