"But are you better than him..."

Lin Yan tilted his head slightly, looking at the young man who was sitting, his cold eyes dyed with a smile.

Feng Li raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips at him.

The man's eyes were slightly dark, and he resisted the urge to walk over and touch the boy's hair.

Wu Xuanguang swallowed his saliva, looked at the mockery in the man's eyes, and had nothing to say.

He has to admit that Feng Li's acting skills, he really can't compare!

Lin Yan's expression was calm, he pulled his collar, stepped forward, and slowly approached Wu Xuanguang.

"Ahh You—" Wu Xuanguang screamed in shock, casting a begging glance at Feng Li.

He thought that Feng Li would at least let this man spare him because he had acted with him.

But he was wrong, completely wrong.

Feng Li is a person who is gentle on the surface but has a black belly, let him spare the people who have offended him?

Scold... What are you kidding...

Wu Xuanguang saw Feng Li looking at him calmly, and he was immediately deflated and sat down on the ground.

"Heh, I'm not going to let you die." A man's bloodthirsty voice sounded in his ears.

As the Grim Reaper took out the scythe, it slowly echoed around him.

Lin Yan's patience was obviously limited, and he picked up the leather whip quenched with the poison potion.

First, he slowly whipped Wu Xuanguang for a moment, and then saw that he was unconscious, and sprinkled the liquor on his bleeding wound.

Unlike when Feng Li was together, the man at this time was undoubtedly cold and crazy.

Feng Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Ning and the others, but saw that their expressions were calm.

Obviously, they have long been accustomed to this terrible way of abusive behavior of men.

Lin Yan... Which is the real you...

Feng Li's jade hand slowly touched his chin, looking at the man's back, thinking like this.

The potion on the whip is extremely corrosive to the skin and will be cloudy with blood.

Wu Xuanguang's face became paler and paler, and the wails spread throughout the cell.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yan casually dropped the leather whip with a bloodthirsty expression, turned around and left.

"Watch him, don't die."

Lin Yan's voice explained coldly.

Then, he walked in the direction of Feng Li.

"Yes, sir." After Lu Ning respectfully handed over his blazer to the man, he went to run errands.

Feng Li glanced mockingly at Wu Xuanguang, who was dying on the ground, and walked out with the man.

Lin Yan said with a faint expression: "Feng Li, do you know why I didn't kill him directly?"

Feng Li hooked his lips, and the jade hand picked up the man's delicate chin, forced him to bow his head, and whispered:

"Because you like to torture him slowly..."

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, took out the lighter and a good cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and lit it sideways.

The smoke was filled, and the look on the man's evil face was a bit vicious and bloodthirsty.

"Heh, who made him do that to you..."

The firelight quietly rendered Lin Yan's side face, with a bit of hazy sexiness.

Feng Li was slightly stunned, and heard a hint of vinegar from the man's tone?

Feng Li held Lin Yan's other hand and played with the taste: "Huh? Lin Yan, are you jealous?"

The man's gaze shifted slightly, and his nice voice was slightly awkward: "No." ”

"Oh, it's really not good." Feng Li smiled lightly and reached out to touch the man's soft hair.

Then he lowered his hand and rubbed it slowly, where the man's residual warmth still remained.

Lin Yan saw Feng Li's movements like this, his eyes were slightly dark, and he pressed him against the stone wall in the rockery.

"Lin Yan, I'm your cousin now." The starry eyes of the wind did not panic in the slightest.

The boy was calmly terrifying, and this sentence undoubtedly provoked the man's nerves.

"Heh, Feng Li, what is the relationship between you and me, don't you understand..."

The cigarette in Lin Yan's hand had already fallen to the ground, and its sparks flickered slightly, shining on the stone wall.