(Thanks to the numbness and the tips and monthly passes that have been passed down through the ages.) ）――

Song Qingyu has been caught here for more than twenty-four hours, and a group of elites of the Xia family have always faithfully carried out the task assigned by Wang Fuxing, tying the most relied on figure of the Tang family's eldest lady in the basement, with her legs together, after her hands were slaughtered, leaning on a half-meter-long log, for twenty-four hours, she has been standing like this, unable to drink water, unable to eat, unable to close her eyes, although there is no torture, but this state of hunger, sleepiness and tiredness, if you keep it for a long time, Definitely more effective than any torture.

Song Qingyu pursed her lips slightly, because of long-term fatigue and hunger, her face was a little pale, but she always tried to open her eyes, thinking of countermeasures, she was adopted by the masters of the older generation of the Tang family at the age of five, and began to participate in the secret training of the Tang family at the age of seven. The Qin family held the school and the special forces organization in their hands, and the Tang family also had their own private armed forces, and when Song Qingyu became the top among the students of her class, she was immediately sent to Tang Ning's side.

At that time, Song Qingyu was twenty-three years old.

And Tang Ning, the eldest lady who was originally destined to marry other families was eighteen years old, at that time, she was not the heir of the Tang family, but in the same way, that year, she gathered the eyes of the entire Celestial Empire business community, led a group that had come to an end, rejuvenated, and created a large amount of liquidity for the Tang family.

After that, under the care of Old Man Tang, the status of the master and servant in the family skyrocketed under the care of Old Man Tang.

The struggle for power and profit within the family, the subtle situation in the various small factions of the Tang family, and even some trade secrets within several large groups, Song Qingyu stood by Tang Ning's side, and almost all of them were known.

Any piece of information in her mind may be extremely important information for Wang Fuxing!

Among the countless people with foreign surnames in the Tang family, Song Qingyu is undoubtedly the one who is closer to the core.

What an important chess piece?

If Wang Fuxing could hold her in his hands, he would be able to tear off a piece of flesh from the Tang family's body almost immediately!

The Tang family is rich and rich, and a piece of meat may not make them hurt their muscles and bones, but if Wang Fuxing tears back and forth one after another, even the Tang family can't afford such a loss!

Song Qingyu is very smart, she knows what Wang Fuxing wants to get from her, but she doesn't want to say, she can't say, once she speaks, she will lose the most basic use value, at that time, according to the temper of the Wang family man, I am afraid that she will not hesitate to kill herself, her will is firm enough, although she is now in a desperate situation, but she is not desperate, she is always waiting for her opportunity to get out of trouble, she knows the family that has stayed for more than 20 years, although she seems to be humble on weekdays, but in everyone's bones, But there is a kind of domineering blood flowing in it, typical help relatives do not help, although the internal small factions are constantly rubbing, but once anything is related to the face of the family, they will immediately form a group to retaliate, although she does not know the fate of the eldest lady after she falls into a coma, but since she can come to this place, most of them have already shown that the situation of her master is not optimistic, so if she guesses correctly, her current position is estimated to be affected by the strong impact of the Tang family soon, and when the time comes, she will get out of trouble, and the chance of success is very high.

Song Qingyu knew that as long as she lasted one more day, she would have one more chance to return to the Tang family, the family that had stayed for more than 20 years, no matter what, she was unwilling to give up.

Entrance to the basement.

A soft sound sounded suddenly.

Song Qingyu, who was originally gritting her teeth and fighting with herself, subconsciously sent her nerves, and the exhaustion of her whole body immediately surged all over her body, she raised her head with great difficulty, and on the steps at the end of her sight, she could only see two pairs of black leather shoes, walking into the basement step by step along the steps, and her voice was unusually soft.

Song Qingyu's face was calm, maintaining a posture of raising her head, waiting for the two of them to walk in, she was trapped alone in this basement, the air was thin, and there was not even a security guard, but what Song Qingyu knew was that there were at least ten cameras around him closely monitoring his every move at 360 degrees, back and forth, up and down, and even at this time, the people behind those cameras were still discussing their bodies.

"Sister Song, I've suffered."

An indifferent voice sounded, and Wang Fuxing's figure appeared in Song Qingyu's sight, different from the last time when he was smiling but gave people a cold temperament, this time, this Wang family's man had an unusually gloomy face, and seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger, and a fool could see that this Wang Shao's mood was not very good, and he seemed to be on the verge of exploding.

Kaiyang, who had been completely loyal to Wang Fuxing with a bandage on his arm, followed Wang Fuxing's side with a restrained expression, respectful and respectful, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Song Qingyu's heart jumped, his eyes flickered, and he said calmly: "It's just a prisoner, Wang Shao doesn't have to be polite." Even if it's bitter, the herring can bear it. ”

"More bitter?"

Wang Fuxing squinted, gradually walked into Song Qingyu, stretched out his hand, pinched her slender chin fiercely, did not feel the meaning of her face and skin without the slightest pity, pinched it very hard, and a trace of pain immediately appeared on Song Qingyu's face with an old-fashioned expression.

"Sister Song is also afraid of pain? If it's a little more bitter, you're afraid you won't be able to stand it. I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, so I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'll just ask you one question, would you be loyal to me? ”

Wang Fuxing said coldly, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was not the slightest wave.

He is in a very bad mood now, to be exact, it is terrible, just now it was the first quarrel since he and Xia Qinwei met, and it came to this point, Wang Fuxing couldn't describe what kind of mood he was in, angry, helpless, and a trace of unspeakable regret, this was actually something that could be revealed with two soft words, but the two of them always maintained their pride, no one refused to bow their heads first, obviously they cared very much, but they wanted to pretend to be indifferent.

In the hall, he turned around in a dashing manner, but his heart was at a loss.

Tomorrow, how about seeing Xia Qinwei again?

Is it a stranger? Or is it a reasonable and reasonable courtesy to treat each other?

Wang Fuxing's heart became more and more irritable, and he was about to vent his short-term frustration subconsciously, feeling that he should conquer something in another aspect in order to get psychological balance.

He is not an immortal after all, he will have such and such shortcomings, although he hides it well on weekdays, but once he has an attack, he also has side effects that cannot be ignored.

People are valued in self-knowledge and self-control.

In the final analysis, Wang Fuxing is still not mature enough to be insulated from impulses all the time.

And people who have always been calm most of the time on weekdays, once they get impulsive, are often the most dangerous and terrifying.

"I'm from the Tang family."

Song Qingyu said softly, his voice was firm, he didn't sneer and spit on Wang Fuxing's face, let alone threaten to hold his own identity, although his voice was soft, the meaning of rejection in it couldn't be more obvious.

Wang Fuxing's eyes were suddenly cold, and the dark side of his heart burst out uncontrollably, he squinted his eyes, under the dim light, his face looked a little hideous and distorted, and the hand holding Song Qingyu's chin became more and more forceful.

Song Qingyu frowned subconsciously, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, but he endured it and refused to say a word.

"Kaiyang."

Wang Fuxing suddenly shouted softly, his tone full of palpitations.

"Master."

Kaiyang, who was hanging a bandage on his arm, took a step forward gently, lowered his eyebrows and was unusually respectful.

"As far as I know, the island country has a lot of experience in the study of some strange props, it seems that our mature sister wants to try it, I don't know if you have any good solutions?"

Wang Fuxing said lightly, looking at Song Qingyu, whose eyes changed slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of evil and cruelty.

Kaiyang's eyes stared at Song Qingyu's pretty face, his fiery and ** look flashed, he lowered his head again, and said respectfully: "Master, the best weapon to deal with women is male." ”

He paused in his tone, secretly glanced at Wang Fuxing's face, and said in a low voice: "A lot of men, or, a lot of male animals. ”

Lots of males!

Song Qingyu's eyes changed suddenly!

If you let those animals torture you, you'd rather die!

Wang Fuxing's eyes narrowed, and he quietly let go of the hand that was pinching Song Qingyu's chin, and just wanted to speak, but the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Wang Fuxing frowned, took out his mobile phone, looked at the number on it, raised his eyebrows slightly, answered, and fed.

"Good evening."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Tianjiao's strange and soft voice was still the same, with a smile, calm and comfortable.

"Something?"

Wang Fuxing said lightly, holding his mobile phone, silently, but his heart quietly became hot, could it be that this heir of the Qin family really has so much courage to completely break with the Tang family?

That doesn't seem to be his character.

Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the irritability in his heart, and quietly waited for the other party's next step.

"I am very interested in the cooperation you proposed, I can promise to cooperate with you, as for the profit distribution, just follow what you say, but I have one condition."

Qin Tianjiao laughed softly, not in a hurry or slowly, in a tone that was easy to talk about and discuss.

"Say."

"With you, you're going to be alone."

"Who?"

Wang Fuxing's tone was flat, but his heart began to move, the Tang family's profit on Wu Yue's territory, if it could really be distributed with the Qin family, it would be of great benefit to both himself and the Xia family.

It's just that the other party asks for someone from him.

Who do you want?

Wang Fuxing quickly thought about it in his mind, and found that he couldn't throw too many exciting chips outside of Kaiyang.

Qin Tianjiao's tone paused, and after being silent for a long time, he spoke softly, with a hidden deep conspiracy flavor, and smiled: "Song Qingyu." ”