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Chapter 25 Dilemma

After roughly cleaning up the traces left by him, Yan Shaoqiu consulted and asked: "According to the plan, you were supposed to enter the game. I'll get you out again, so what should we do in this situation?"

"Stupid. If you don't get caught, you must run away!" Yan Shuangfei gave Yan Shaoqiu an angry look, and the two quickly ran down the stairs.

Yan Shaoqiu was running vigorously, but suddenly he was pushed out of the handrail, and fell to the ground.

"I'm going! Yan..." Yan Shaoqiu felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and he sat up in a daze and wanted to curse a few words, but he heard gunshots one after another. Yan Shuangfei was forced to stand by the handrail of the stairs with his bare hands, Clasping the blade with both hands, a series of conspicuous red drips continuously.

Yan Shaoqiu was dumbfounded by this sudden scene, fortunately his mind was spinning, seeing that the man was about to find himself, he rushed into the car and drove away in a hurry.

Calm down, Yan Shaoqiu's hands are shaking.Answer hypnotically, dressed up, not a policeman, not a subordinate of the four major families, but like an international killer.

Killer!

Yan Shaoqiu's thoughts were confused, yes, yes, yes, a killer, but it doesn't look like it, logically speaking, the killer always takes his life, why didn't he do it just now?

Yan Shaoqiu seemed to hold on to a life-saving straw, took out his mobile phone, and instead of calling Yan's family, he called Luo Qinghan.

The heavy breathing never stopped, Luo Qinghan waited on the phone for a long time, almost thought he had hung up, Yan Shaoqiu shook his lips and said: "Something happened to Shuangfei."

"Patriarch Yan, I have heard of you for a long time."

A woman with exquisite make-up said coldly, in a dark room, Yan Shuangfei slowly opened her eyes, and it happened that the only window through which light was shining was facing her.

Yan Shuangfei glanced at the man next to the woman, his face was covered with patterns, especially at the corners of his eyes, almost covering half of his face.

Looking at the wrists, the chains were bound on the ankles, and the chains would make a crisp sound with a slight movement.

Yan Shuangfei stared at the woman for a while, then lowered his head to think quietly, but the woman did not break the silence, she folded her hands on her chest and stared at Yan Shuangfei.

"Are you..." Yan Shuangfei said uncertainly, "An artist?"

An artist, an expert in extorting confessions through torture that is as famous as a butcher in the world.

"Oh yes." Yan Shuangfei suddenly realized, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was covered in blood, and the person bound here was another person, "Aren't you being hunted down by Shadow Sha? You, who would have imagined that you are actually supported by the four big families in our small place, and these idiots invited such a troublesome character."

"I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to enter the eyes of Patriarch Yan. I heard that you and Yingsha are good friends?" The artist did not forget to be polite when answering. She is of mixed race, with red hair and black eyes. Even more so than Yan Shuangfei.

Yan Shuangfei stood up straight, and said seriously: "I know you want to get back the huge sum of money as soon as possible, and escape the shadowland's pursuit by the way, but if you want to ask me about Yingsha's movements, then you are looking for the wrong person. "

There is also a nail stuck in the artist's tongue, every time Yan Shuangfei speaks, he feels creepy, and can't help but look away.

"Really?" The artist's red lips were drawn into a line. Yan Shuangfei had already seen that her work box had been opened, and all kinds of exquisite and special instruments of torture were well organized and well protected. Clean reflective cold white light.

Yan Shuangfei took a deep breath, knowing in her heart that she couldn't escape this time.

The man was silent from the beginning to the end. When he saw the artist start to play with the torture tools and a delicate knife in her hand, the man walked out wisely and closed the door, leaving the whole room still in darkness. The light of despair is revealed in it.

"Do you have any special hobbies?"

Seeing Yan Shuangfei's eyes closed, with an expression of resignation, the artist also understood her attitude, took out the surgical gloves leisurely, turned around, tilted his head slightly and asked.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Yan Shuangfei's mouth, staring into the artist's eyes, and said with a smile: "I don't like electric torture. When it reaches a certain value, incontinence will affect my image, and it's really dirty."

The serious tone seems to be discussing with friends which restaurant has good steaks and which ones don't.

"Really?" The artist approached Yan Shuangfei, his tone full of regret, "I've always liked electricity, you know, when you have sex, a small amount of electricity will feel great."

"Thank you for the suggestion." Yan Shuangfei returned politely.

"By the way, didn't your name come from Luo Huaren's independence and Wei Swift's double flight?"

"I didn't expect you to be interested in Chinese poetry." Yan Shuangfei replied sarcastically, "No."

Of course not, Yan Shuangfei will always be tied to Luo Qinghan.

"I won't chat with you anymore." The artist's angry voice seemed to be that of a little girl who had been wronged. She turned around and took out a knife. A cold light shone from the corner of her slightly curved mouth, and she moved impatiently. With an expression of longing, his hands excitedly painted on Yan Shuangfei's body, and after a long time, he nodded in satisfaction, stood upright and said in a floating voice: "Do you know why I am called an artist? "

Why?Yan Shuangfei didn't ask, but looked at the artist with curiosity.

"Because I know how to paint and carve." The artist leaned close to Yan Shuangfei's ear, and the gentle breath floated over Yan Shuangfei's ear, and continued to add, "On the human body."

"Find it for me!" This was the first time Yan Shaoqiu saw Luo Qinghan losing control of her emotions. Every time she called, she was almost yelling and giving orders.

"With such a large area, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find her!"

My God, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, what the hell are you kidding, to bring such bad news to yourself when everyone is beaming and preparing for the New Year!

If something happened to Yan Shuangfei, she would be the first to not forgive herself!

"Miss Luo." The butler came up carefully.At this moment, Luo Qinghan was very angry, no one dared to provoke her casually, for fear that if she said something wrong, she would be reprimanded by Luo Qinghan.

"Say!" Luo Qinghan said impatiently, making one call after another, and took the time to answer.

"There are two women outside who want to see you. They claim to be friends of Patriarch Yan. One of them said that her nickname is Ying Sha."