Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

   "Heh." Li Beijue's lips overflowed with a sneer, meaning it was unclear.

  The man didn’t know why his heart was suddenly frizzy, the wild laugh on his face could not go on, he stared at him nervously.

   Li Beijue's eagle eyes were cold, and he glanced at him without even seeing the person next to him telling him, "Stop his finger!"

  "……"

What does    mean?

The man hadn’t reacted yet. The bodyguards on both sides had already taken his hand. One of them pressed the little finger of his left hand on the coffee table. Without blinking his eyes, he slammed the ashtray on the side and slammed it down. !

   "Ah!" he screamed.

  The bodyguard who executed the command blankly touched his broken finger, and calmly reported to the person on the sofa, "Lord, 012 completed the mission!"

  The blue veins on the man’s painful head were violent, and his forehead was full of fine sweat. The man sitting on the sofa tilted Erlang's legs, looked at him domineeringly and respectfully, and touched his thin lips again, "Who is your employer?"

  The man was about to faint in pain, but he was pushed on the ground, unable to move. He endured the pain and fear, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sneered, "Hehe, Sir Alex has the ability to catch me, and he has the ability to give me a shot! I won't say it!

"carry on!"

   "Yes, Sir Sir."

  The bodyguard presses the ring finger of the male lead’s left hand and does the same.

  The man screamed again in pain, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more anxious.

  "Who is your employer?"

  "……"

  This time, he didn't even have the strength to speak. There was a burning sensation in his throat, and he opened his eyes and stared at the person on the sofa.

   Frightened, afraid and angry.

  Li Beijue raised his hand and told him with practical actions.

  Does not answer the same result!

  The man had three fingers in a row, ten fingers connected to his heart, the pain was not described in a few words. His painful sweat went down, and the muscles in his temples were agitated, jumping and jumping. He stared at the person on the sofa with that kind of composure and anger, he laughed, "My Lord has the ability to give me a good time! You don't have to toss me like that, I won't say it!"

  "Do you know how many fingers a person has?" Li Beijue was so busy, his handsome and noble face faced him, and his dark eyes looked at him and said calmly, "Ten."

   "After the fingers are broken, there are still palms, and when the palms are finished, there are still feet..."

   "..." The man involuntarily imagined the picture he described in his mind. He clearly said that he was very calm, but he didn't know why, but it gave people a very cruel feeling!

  Li Beijue pursed his thin lips, and continued, "The hands and feet are gone and there are ribs! I want to see how hard your mouth is!"

  There is no mouth that cannot be opened unless the person is dead!

  He actually dared to do it, he had to think of this result.

  "Who is your employer?"

  The same question was repeated again. The man's legs trembled, and he almost couldn't hold on to being defeated for a moment.

  He was conflicted and afraid, but wanted to uphold his dignity as a mercenary.

  "……"

  Li Beijue didn't give him a chance, and touched his thin lips, "Follow the steps I said, continue!"

  Screams were heard from time to time in the villa, and the smell of blood spread in the air...

after an hour.

  Li Beijue drove back to the hospital first.

  Si Shen saw the red dots on his clothes. He didn't say anything. After he was given a new set of clothes, Si Shen took Lin Anxin and left.