Chapter 7: The Hidden Personality
"I have to take a good look at the woman he likes. ”
The woman chuckled, but it was from the heart.
Seeing this, a smile also appeared on the man's face, and then he lowered his head again and made a "please" gesture.
After escaping from the woman, An Qiyue ran towards the door with all her might, but she thought everything was too simple and underestimated this place.
The alarm on her body went off as soon as she got downstairs, it was an earring, An Qiyue never thought that this little earring would be an alarm.
She wanted to take it off, but she touched the siren's defense system and turned on the shock mode, although the current was not large, but An Qiyue's hands and ears that touched the siren were still numb.
No accident, Ann July was easily caught.
Ann July saw the woman again.
The woman chuckled and provoked An Qiyue's chin, An Qiyue wanted to dodge, but she was caught by two people and couldn't move, so she had to look at the woman resentfully.
The woman was not annoyed, but arranged An Qiyue's hair with great interest, and then said something that An Qiyue didn't understand.
"Don't let him down, or he'll regret his death. ”
An Qiyue looked at the woman suspiciously, but the woman didn't look at An Qiyue again, but waved her hand.
An Qiyue was pressed to go upstairs, but she was still unwilling to shout at the woman.
"Who are you, who is he, and what are you going to do?"
The woman ignored An Qiyue's shouts, but went to the monitoring room with the support of a black suit.
An Qiyue was covered with a black cloak on her body, covering An Qiyue's beautiful figure, and a black lace mask was also worn on her face, adding to the mystery.
The waiter knocked lightly on the door, very respectfully.
"Mr. Wang, people brought it to you. ”
The greasy voice of a middle-aged man came from the room.
"Come in. ”
The waiter pushed the door in.
The man named Mr. Wang was sitting on the sofa sipping red wine, and when he saw the waiter coming in with An Qiyue, he raised his eyebrows and looked at An Qiyue wantonly.
After a while, Mr. Wang frowned, and his tone was very dissatisfied.
"Is this the sincerity that Rose is showing?"
"Hmph, it's all too much, I don't think that's it!"
The waiter was obviously well-trained, and his expression remained unchanged in the face of Mr. Wang's irritability, and he bowed his head very respectfully and then unmasked An Qiyue's face.
An Qiyue resisted with all her might, but her hands were tied, and there were two other servants who suppressed her to death, so that she couldn't move at all.
An Qiyue's mouth was also glued, and she could only make a whining sound.
But this silent rebellion was painless for everyone in the room.
Mr. Wang saw An Qiyue's appearance with a touch of joy on his face, and then his eyes stared at the cloak on An Qiyue's body.
The waiter understood and untied the cloak on An Qiyue's body.
The cloak landed, Mr. Wang waved his hand, and the three waiters retreated in interest.
Looking at the man who was getting closer and closer to him, An Qiyue kept stepping back in fear.
But how could she escape?
The cold door panel made An Qiyue shiver for a moment, and then tears continued to pour out of her eyes.
Seeing this, Mr. Wang was a little displeased and grabbed An Qiyue's neck.
"What's the matter? Lao Tzu sees you as your blessing, don't cry for me, maybe I'll be gentle with you later. ”
Where had An Qiyue seen such a scene, and her tears flowed even more.
Mr. Wang grabbed An Qiyue's neck and threw An Qiyue all the way to the bed, An Qiyue struggled to get up, but the escape and the big resistance just now had consumed all her strength.
An Qiyue still couldn't get up in the end, and Mr. Wang bullied up, grabbed An Qiyue's tied wrist and raised it above his head.
An Qiyue shook her head desperately, but to no avail.
The man in the dim room clenched his fists when he saw this scene from the monitor, and his eyes were also dyed with murderous intent when he looked at Mr. Wang.
"Ann July, don't let me down. ”
Rose, who was in the other monitoring room, also frowned when she saw this scene, and her eyes did not take off the screen for a moment, expecting that things would change.
Mr. Wang pulled the only remaining fabric on An Qiyue's body, very impatient.
At this time, An Qiyue didn't move, his eyes closed, lying there motionless, as if a lamb to the slaughter had recognized his fate.
Only the tears on her face that had not dried up proved that she had resisted steadfastly.
The self-righteous Wang always thought that An Qiyue had accepted his fate, so he let down his guard and untied the rope that tied An Qiyue's hands.
This conceited man always thinks it's more interesting than a dead fish that doesn't react or a rabbit that resists.
It's a pity that he can't afford to be too conceited.
Mr. Wang loosened his tie and raised his hand to curb An Qiyue's chin.
"Why, it turns out that you only have this backbone, but I think highly of you. ”
Then Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows disdainfully.
"I'll just say, there's no money to buy East ......."
Before Mr. Wang's words fell, a sharp pain came from below the lower abdomen.
Mr. Wang covered his life in pain, and quickly bounced up, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at An Qiyue, who had stood up and looked at him with a sneer.
At this time, An Qiyue's eyes did not have a trace of warmth, and the eyes that looked at him were clearly looking at a dead person.
Mr. Wang subconsciously stepped back, but by the time he realized that something was wrong and wanted to call someone, An Qiyue had already inserted the broken half-cut wine bottle into his stomach.
This is not enough.
This is not enough.
Ann July let out her anger like crazy.
One, two, three......
Ten times, until Mr. Wang's stomach was poked a piece of good meat was gone.
At this time, Mr. Wang was already unconscious, and only his wide eyes were still reminding people that he had lived.
An Qiyue pulled out the wine bottle vigorously and sat on the ground a little weakly, but his eyes were staring directly at the camera in the hidden place in the corner.
An Qiyue's eyes made eye contact with the man in the dimly lit room.
But this one has a very different look.
An Qiyue's eyes were cold and with a slight temperature of death, while the man's eyes were excited, hot, and appreciative, which was a joy of finding his kind.
An Qiyue sneered at the camera, and then made a "get out" lip shape.
Seeing this, the man did not get angry, but became even more excited, and immediately ran downstairs.
Rose in the monitoring room finally calmed down the shock brought to her by the scene she had just seen, and walked out of the monitoring room, and saw the figure of the man running towards the room where An Qiyue was.