Chapter 18: Tied to the interrogation chair

Su Xiaoya couldn't see anything, so he couldn't grasp the center of gravity at all.

Stretching out his hands to balance his body as much as possible, he groped in the darkness.

But soon fell into a broad chest.

A strong sense of oppression came over her.

Su Xiaoya panicked in her heart. It was pitch black in front of her eyes, and she was unprepared for what others wanted to do to her.

It was as if a demon was closing in on her in the dark, and his strong hands were around her waist.

Then she immediately felt a thick piece of hemp rope binding her hands.

"Qi Muchen, you can't die well!"

Su Xiaoya screamed.

"You will take revenge! I sent your son back, and you did this to me! ”

He actually tied her up! What the hell does this man want to do!

Su Xiaoya was almost going crazy, her hands were firmly tied behind her back, and a demonic voice sounded in the darkness.

"Will I take revenge? Little thing, you dare to mention that kid to me! ”

Qi Muchen tied her firmly, and then tied the other end of the rope to an iron frame.

This is the Qi family's secret room specially used to interrogate enemies, and it is equipped with all kinds of torture instruments.

He glanced coldly at the frightened little thing, narrowed his eyes, and sat down in a chair like an emperor.

Fingers ran over her cheek.

This little thing can actually make his mood fluctuate several times.

Even, he just asked someone to teach that third-rate star a lesson and avenge her.

The skin of the little thing is elastic~ full of sex, and I don't want to move my fingers anymore when I touch it.

Qi Muchen's heart couldn't help but swing again.

I must have been bewitched by this little thing's body, so I was soft on her.

This was the first time since he took charge of the Qi family that he would be soft-hearted about a "prisoner" to be interrogated.

He retracted his thoughts, his gaze away from her soft, fair skin.

Stretching out his slender fingers, he slowly lifted the blindfold off Su Xiaoya's face.

Qi Muchen sat back in his chair and crossed his fingers, like a demon king in the dark.

It exudes an aura of arrogance and strength.

"Su Xiaoya, 20 years old, is a martial arts action stand-in."

Su Xiaoya slowly opened her eyes, and the room was filled with the bright light of the interrogation of the prisoner, and her eyes instantly came into contact with such a strong light source from the darkness.

Very uncomfortable, her watery eyes immediately narrowed, and she felt so stimulated that tears were about to fall.

She tried to reach out and rub it, but she soon found that her hands were tied to the interrogation chair so tightly that it was impossible to lift them.

There was a chilling sound in the air that almost froze her heart.

"Your father is an out-of-fashion martial arts film actor and a senior martial artist. He once single-handedly founded the Su family class that trains martial artists in the entertainment industry. Three years ago, he was insane and manslaughter because of his wife's derailment~ and is now being treated in a mental hospital. ”

"Your mother used to be a third-rate star, a famous courtesan. Now it has been reduced to selling songs in small bars, selling YIN, and, taking ~ drugs. ”

The cold voice was like a sharp knife that pierced into Su Xiaoya's heart.

She bit her lip and stared fiercely at Qi Muchen, whose voice was cold.

The sound continues.

"My younger brother, Su Xiaoan, suffers from congenital heart disease and is undergoing long-term treatment in the hospital. The cost is considerable for you. ”

"A month ago, a private club used 1 million to solicit a perfect place to give to guests to make desserts."