Chapter Ninety-Five: The Dead Can't Speak
No way! She can't sit still! Tao Feiyu trembled her lips, trembled and took out her mobile phone, and dialed a call.
"Hello? Angkor, you ............" Before she could finish speaking, the person on the other end of the phone interrupted her sharply.
"You still have the face to call me?! Someone you offended, don't you have a B in your heart?! You give me something to do with yourself! Toot ......"
"Hello? …… Feed!! Tao Feiyu took out the phone and saw that the call had been cut off, her heart was like a mess, and she flipped through the address book in the phone at a loss, and dialed another number.
"Hey, Sister Fen, please help me one more time, just this once! Please!! ”
"I can't help you this time, think about who you offended! The company has also suffered a huge loss because of you, and you can only knock out your front teeth and swallow it in your stomach!! ”
"Sister Fen! Sister Fen...... I know it's wrong, please help me again! I will always remember your great kindness!! Tao Feiyu cried desperately, her voice choked until she was short of breath.
The person over there was silent for a while before he spoke, "I received a greeting from above, saying that you were banned in the entire entertainment industry, and the person you offended was not simple, I can only remind you that this person is enough to cover the sky with one hand in Kyoto City." ”
Kyoto?! Tao Feiyu's eyes widened in shock, when did she offend the people in Kyoto?! Even she couldn't figure it out herself.
"Sister Fen............ Sister Fen?! ”
With a beep, the phone was hung up again. The mobile phone silently slipped from the palm of her hand to the ground, Tao Feiyu wiped away the cold tears on her face with her hands, and looked out the window with dull eyes.
In a closed room, the scarred man was restrained on a cast iron chair with his backhand, his face covered with blood, his lips chapped and bleeding, his clothes cut by sharp knives, and the white flesh underneath could be faintly seen.
Through the red mist in front of him, he looked at the noble and handsome man sitting not far in front of him, and his eyes were hysterical and resentful.
"What does Mr. Gu Da mean by this? Kill if you want to, move quickly!! Yes......!! ”
The serious man standing behind raised his hand and shot him in the shoulder, and when he heard his cry of pain, he lowered his hand in satisfaction.
"Nangang has stopped all these years........." Gu Cheng turned the ring on his tail finger, his voice was not salty or light, but it was unusually cold, "What?" Don't want to live anymore? ”
"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"
The man spoke in a flat tone that made the people in the chair laugh out loud, and then looked at him coldly.
"Gu Chengze, are you too arrogant, do you think that our Nangang will be destroyed in your hands so easily? Hahaha...... Naive!! ”
"Oh......?" Gu Chengze's dark eyes were slightly raised, and he stared at the man on the chair who was smiling and leaning back and grinning, his thin lips closed, "The only son of the head of the Nangang family, I think this bait will definitely catch a lot of fish." ”
After finishing speaking, the man in the chair stopped laughing and looked at him suddenly, his eyes were like poisonous snakes locking on their prey in the dark night, and they were terrifying.
"What do you think a corpse can be worth?"
After saying that, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to bite off his tongue.
The seriousness and swiftness of his movements, who had been alert to his movements, stepped forward, pinched his jaw mercilessly with both hands, and only heard a "click", and the man in the chair suddenly distorted his face in pain.
"A dead man can never tell anyone if he is dead or alive............"