At the same moment, London, England.

In the dark and damp dungeon, a woman's voice appeared-

"Xiaoyu, this is wrong for you. ”

A faint, teasing voice with a hint of indifference, sounded softly!

Like the first snow of winter, cold, ruthless, full of sharp and cold touch.

- Although, this sound is as crisp as a yellow warbler. Elegant, clear, subdued, and with the ultimate charm, it seems to come from the mouth of a professional voice actor.

In the middle of the dungeon, there was a trembling woman on her knees, who seemed to be very young, only in her twenties. On her body, she was wearing a white skirt, the skirt had been torn, and blood marks could be clearly seen in the cracks.

At this moment, she shrunk in the middle of the dungeon, her cheeks were still delicate, but she never dared to raise her head and look at the shadow in front of her.

In front of her, less than three meters away, there was a large swivel chair.

To be honest, it's strange that there would be a big swivel chair in such a gloomy dungeon. On the wall facing the rotating chair, there are all kinds of torture instruments, sharp blades, small bottles of various strange colors, and a flourishing flame burning next to it.

The burning flames, jumping and jumping, reflected the whole room with bright and dark light and shadow, and did not feel the slightest warmth at all, but very terrifying.

Next to the swivel chair, stood two rows of men in black suits. All of them were expressionless, grim like sculptures.

As for the swivel chair, it was always facing away from each other, not spinning around.

"Xiaoyu, all these years, you have been by Xiaobao's side to take care of him, so many years. Tell me, what do I do to you?"

The woman's soft smile, like the warm sun on a spring day, made the eyes of several bloodthirsty men next to her can't help but warm a little.

However, listening to Xiaoyu's ears, it was creepy!

"You, you treat me, naturally, it's very good. ”

"Really?" the woman smiled softly, her voice slightly undulating, "You know, I'm a person who misses the old love. You were penniless, and you knelt at my feet and begged me to save your life. I promised you to take care of my son. Over the years, I have never treated you badly. Tell me, you betrayed me for a man, should you?"

Xiao Yu's pupils shrank and she didn't say a word.

"I'm a person, my heart is not bad, and I understand that I have to leave a line in everything. So, if you give me the information from the Yamaguchi-gumi, I'll treat it as if nothing happened, what do you think?"

The woman's voice was still polite, and the corners of her eyes were still looking at her slender and white fingers casually.

Xiaoyu shook her head: "I really don't know! Miss Ji, I really don't know anything! Please spare me, spare me!"

The woman didn't say anything, just used her seductive pupils to look at a bodyguard next to her, and the man understood, stepped forward, and gave the woman a needle.

"Miss Ji, Miss Ji, please spare me!" Xiao Yu crawled over frantically, wanting to refuse the medicine, but several bodyguards next to her immediately grabbed her hand and restrained her. She watched as the blue, cold potion was pushed into her body along the stinging tip of the needle!