Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Turin frowned unconsciously, raised his head and continued to look ahead. It was Dongfang Shiyu who frustrated his wine glass on a cake table

Dongfang Shiyu

Turin only needs to think for a few seconds to know what happened.

He picked up the vodka bottle, slightly raised his head, drank it up, then walked ahead and continued to patrol with the royal forest Knights - in a moment, the Oriental master will come.

With its own sense of direction, Dongfang Shijin feels that the air here is becoming slightly cool. The aroma of sweet and greasy cakes in the air gradually fades and is replaced by a slightly moist taste.

If he's right... This should be, towards the interrogation room or detention room of this castle!

Sure enough, the footsteps of the people here are particularly dull, with echo and the sound of iron chains. Listen carefully. There are people talking in a low voice. The language of the conversation is not English, not Chinese, but French - only the interrogation room and the detention room. There are two Frenchmen here, just doing some work of guarding prisoners.

"Bang -"

Dongfang Shiyu kicked open the door of an interrogation room, and the iron door clanged.

The imperial forest knight in the back escorted Dongfang Shijin and Ma Zi to the other side. There were two iron chairs welded on the ground in the interrogation room. As soon as he came in, Dongfang Shiyu put his hand on the hood over Dongfang Shijin's head.

The sudden damp smell, mixed with the unique stuffy taste here, is really pungent.

Dongfang Shijin couldn't adapt to it at first, and coughed twice slightly.

The imperial forest Knight pressed the Oriental world brocade on the chair and sat down, and clicked to buckle the lock handcuffs on the handle of the chair.

"Brother, I have nothing to give you as your wedding gift. Today must be unforgettable to you forever."

Dongfang Shiyu walked around in the narrow room. In the middle of the room were two iron chairs. Everyone knew that the chair was not only for interrogation, but also for torture. For example, there was conductive copper wire in the chair. As long as a button was pressed, it would be electrified and shocked.

The operator has a special remote control, which successively clicks and injects drugs to make life worse than death... Or makes the gear on the chair come down and crush people's hands

All kinds of cruel punishment.

In the other corner of the room, there is a shabby single bed. The mattress on the bed can't see the color, and even the shabby turned out, which almost turned into black cotton

"What do you want?"

Dongfang Shijin looked at him coldly. Even in this case, Dongfang Shijin still seemed to be a natural king without any sense of depression. On the contrary, Dongfang Shiyu was more like an unforgivable bad man

But it doesn't matter. He'll only be a bad man this time.

As long as he is a bad man this time, he will get everything

"Power, Vera," Dongfang Shiyu stood there, condescending and trying to hold up his momentum, "these two things... I know that if I don't do this today, everything will be far away from me."

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