Waiting for her?

Wen Lan didn't know why, "What are you waiting for me to do?" ”

Did she already know that she was going to come for her?

I saw that the middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "Miss Erin's thoughts, how can we people guess, it's just to do things according to her words, Miss Wen Lan should come with me." ”

Wen Lan looked at the middle-aged man with some suspicion, and remembered that this was the place where she was arrested before, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable going in.

The middle-aged man was also a human spirit, so he immediately understood what she was thinking, and explained: "Miss Wen Lan, don't worry, Miss Erin said that since you have the ability to get out of the casino alive, she won't touch you for the time being." ”

Hearing this, Wen Lan felt a lot more relieved in her heart, and suddenly remembered that her mobile phone seemed to be still in this manor, maybe she could find it by the way.

Thinking of this, Wen Lan nodded, and still followed the middle-aged man into the manor.

This manor is very large, if there is no one to lead it, I am afraid that I will get lost, and there is already a car waiting inside.

Wen Lan got into the car, and the car drove for about ten minutes before it stopped in front of a villa building, "Miss Wen Lan, let's get here." ”

Wen Lan nodded and got out of the car and followed the man into the villa.

In the empty and bright villa, on the air staircase of the spiral staircase, a woman elegantly held a glass of red wine, looked condescendingly at Wen Lan who had just come in, and smiled indifferently, "Wen Lan, I really can't see it, you really have some skills." ”

In the Sicilian casino, few people can come out with all their hands and feet, and she has thrown a lot of people into it before, but because they don't know the rules, they think that those men are looking for her because they are close to rich businessmen, but in fact, they just make themselves a ridiculous plaything.

Wen Lan raised her head, her eyes calmly looking at the elegant woman on the stairs, and the panic in her heart was like a tide bursting the embankment.

She bit her lip tightly, held back her temper for the first time, and didn't choke on Erin, "I came to you today to tell you that Lord Shepherd fell into the hands of the casino owner, so ......"

"So, you want me to save him?" Erin took a sip of wine casually, looking at Wen Lan with a smile, but she felt very happy in her heart.

Wen Lan, Wen Lan, you also have today.

Since she Erin can't get something, naturally she can't let others get it.

Wen Lan froze and silently suffered from Erin's clown-like eyes, "Yes, as long as you are willing to save him, I am willing to do anything." ”

"Oh? Are you really willing to do anything? Erin's eyes lit up, and an idea suddenly occurred in her heart.

"Yes." Wen Lan closed her eyes and nodded, she had already let go.

Nightlord could do anything to save her, and so could she, even if it was to beg Erin.

Erin seemed very satisfied with this answer, and her mood instantly became happy, "Okay, since that's the case, then you're welcome, as long as you are willing to give me the Nightlord, I will immediately promise you to save him." ”

If Lord Nightsman had become her Irene's man, who would dare to touch half a hair of him in all of Sicily?

"What?" Wen Lan looked up, almost thinking that she hadn't heard clearly, "You let me leave him?" ”

Such a request is really incomparable.

Wen Lan stood there and moved her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

She didn't want to leave him.

But now, Erin is using this request to force her to comply.

Even if Wen Lan didn't want to, it was for the safety of the Lord of the Pastor......

"Miss Irene, don't you think it's unpleasant?"

Suddenly, a person walked slowly at the gate behind Wen Lan, it was none other than Charlie, who had said in the casino that he wanted to make a deal with Wen Lan.

Today's Charlie seems to have been dressed up on purpose, wearing a burgundy tuxedo behind him, which inexplicably adds a lot of mystery and dignity to him, and his three-centimeter hair is slightly messy on the top of his head, but Bin does not make people feel sloppy, but at a glance, he knows that this is a deliberately done style.

As for Charlie's facial features, it is needless to say that he is good-looking, just like his identity, everything is a top match.

Even when Wen Lan saw it, she couldn't help but sigh, God is really unfair, some people in this world are born as works of art created by God.

Charlie looked at Wen Lan and looked at him vigorously, so he proudly raised the corners of his eyes, "How is it, do you think I'm handsome today, do you want to think about marrying me?" ”

Listening to this kind of, Wen Lan immediately rolled her eyes, if it weren't for the fact that she was in Erin's big manor now, she would almost think that Charlie was possessed by the Lord of the Night.

The basement of the Hosheng Casino.

In the dark and vast space, there is only a light bulb that emits a faint yellow light, like a work of art in the old days when technology was not developed.

It stands to reason that such a difficult and noisy basement should be foul smelly, and it seems to be worthy of his positioning, but I don't know if the owner of the basement has a habit of cleanliness, not only does it not smell at all, but it is also spotless.

It's just that this basement is not a very good place, and if you smell it closely, you will see that the air here seems to smell of blood.

Following the smell of blood, I found that in the middle of the basement, a man was covered in wounds, his clothes were wet with blood, his hair was dripping with sweat, and his whole head was drooping downward, making it difficult to see his face.

He's fainted!

This man was none other than the Nightlord who had been captured that day at the Casino Royale.

Since he entered this basement, he has been constantly tortured by the owner of the casino, and now, the whole person is almost unable to support it.

At such a time, the thing that Lord Nightlord hopes for the most is to faint?

But on this day, just a few minutes after he fainted, a bucket of cold cold water poured him from head to toe, due to the stress reaction of his body, Mu Yejue's body shook, and the next second he opened his eyes directly.

In front of him, there was a man wearing a black Zhongshan suit carrying an empty bucket, and behind him, the Chinese name of the casino owner was Fu Yuxin, an out-and-out devil.

If nothing else, just look at the various torture instruments in this basement.

And in the past two days, Lord Shepherd has basically tasted all of them!

Fu Yuxin grinned and waved his white-gloved hands at him.

Mu Yejue really doesn't understand, he is clearly a businessman, why does Fu Yuxin have to wear a white glove and learn from other doctors to do surgery, or does a little girl from another family want to put on a white wedding dress to get married?

Fu Yuxin seemed to understand

The contempt in Mu Ye Jue's eyes, he withdrew his hand and bowed his head slightly, "Mu Ye Jue, you have been arrested by me for so many days, and you don't have any thoughts of begging for mercy at all?" ”

If another person is punished by him, let alone a circle, even if it is half a circle, no one can bear it, and even many of them die in the middle of the process.

A hard bone like Lord Shepherd, after trying it around, didn't even scream, which couldn't help but make him feel bored.

Hearing this, Lord Mu Yejue struggled to prop up his head, and raised his eyes full of determination, "That's all there is to it? If you have the ability, you will kill me! ”

If he can't get killed, when he has a chance to get out, he will definitely not let this bastard go!

The smile on the corner of Fu Yuxin's mouth deepened, "Kill you?" I can't bear it, it's hard to meet such an interesting person, if I die, I'll be bored. ”

Mu Yejue looked at Fu Yuxin, and couldn't wait to step forward and slap this man's smile, but it's a pity that now he is the fish on the chopping board.

But even so, so what?

"So, that's all you have to say."

Suddenly, Mu Yejue looked at Fu Yuxin, and suddenly laughed, in the gap between the teeth of his mouth, there was still bright red everywhere, and these bloods inexplicably made Mu Yejue's laughter seep a little.

Now that Wen Lan has gone out, he has nothing to worry about, it really doesn't matter how he is.

Besides, it is worth it to die here for Wen Lan, thinking of this, Mu Yejue's expression lit up, and he actually gave Fu Yuxin a kind of: You come, you come to stab Lao Tzu to death!

"Crazy, you're really a madman!" Fu Yuxin took two steps back, picked up a red-hot soldering iron, and pressed it to Mu Yejue's chest without hesitation.

In an instant, the clothes on the chest of the Lord of the Pasture were burned, and the grease was burned to a lot of white smoke, and in that sizzling sound, the smell of cooked meat gradually wafted in the air.

But who knows, at such a time, Lord Mu Ye still gritted his teeth tightly and stood there silently.

Isn't he in pain, it hurts, it really hurts, his nerves are tense, the sweat all over his body is fused with the droplets of water that didn't dry just now, and he can't wait to die immediately to be relieved.

But at this time, Wen Lan suddenly followed him in his mind, as if she was using her life to play a thrilling movie for him.

Is he going to die?

It is said that when a person is about to die, he will go through the most important people and events in his life.

It turned out that Wen Lan was the most important person in his life for him, and he loved Wen Lan.

But now, it's too late to say anything!

He's going to die.

The pain in his chest continued, and Nightlord only felt as if his consciousness was disappearing.

Just when Lord Mu Ye felt that he was about to die under this iron, the burning sensation in his chest suddenly disappeared, like a big stone getting farther and farther away from him.

Then he only heard a clang, and when he raised his head, he lifted his eyelids slightly, only to see that the blackened soldering iron was thrown on the ground not far away, like an orphan abandoned by the world, "Heh! ”

"Why didn't you just finish me off? Isn't that more enjoyable? She closed her eyes, her consciousness drifting back, leaving only the burning wound on her chest still aching. 2k reading web