Chapter 118: Torture

The night is dark.

There was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight was bright, like the smiling eyes of a beauty.

In the mansion gifted by Cheng Chan, in a brightly lit house, Zhao Jia had no intention of sleeping, and he looked at Liwu kneeling in front of him with a serious face.

Knowing the "truth", he is now very angry!

Compared with his serious and cold face, the departure in front of him lowered his head, his charming face was glowing with a touch of weakness, and his slender and white arms were weakly ringed around his chest, like a poor woman in an ice cellar, biting her lip lightly, enduring the cold gaze of the man in front of her, and did not dare to look at Zhao Jia.

She knew what she had done these days, and the information she had passed on alone might be enough for Zhao Jia to kill her.

"Why, pretending to be pitiful, am I still sorry for you?"

Zhao Jia maintained his upright sitting posture, ignored the weakness shown by Liwu, and said stiffly, highlighting one unmoved.

If you do something wrong, you should be punished, this is a truth that children understand, don't you think you are a woman, and you want to be exempt from responsibility when you cry?

Are you kidding.

He Zhao has always been tough, and he knows all the women who know him well.

Li Wu pursed her lips, slowly raised her head, her charming eyes had a mist in them, she looked at Zhao Jia cautiously, and said softly: "The concubine doesn't mean this, and she doesn't dare to have such an idea, this time the concubine deceived the child, and the son can punish the concubine as much as he wants."

"Give me your flute."

Zhao Jia glanced at the flute that Liwu was wearing on his waist, and raised his hand to ask for it.

Li Wu was puzzled but didn't dare to disobey Zhao Jia's intentions, reached out and untied the flute on his waist and handed it to him.

For the flute that left the dance, Zhao Jia is not the first time to play, in the past, he used to play with it, and today he has no tools around, so he can only use it, he continued to have a cold face, and said lightly: "Pout your ass!"

「?!」

Li Wu's expression froze when she heard this, and she looked at Zhao Jia in astonishment, and then looked at Dizi with a little trepidation.

This really can't be!

Zhao Jia didn't expect the dance brain circuit to be so powerful, he said with a cold face, "I did something wrong when I was a child, and that's how my family taught me."

There is no meaning of lying in this statement, it is common for me to be slapped when I was a child who did something wrong, and I was punished for kneeling after pumping, and I still remember it deeply, such as a time when I burned someone's haystack with my friends......

It turned out that it wasn't...... Li Wu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his pretty face was still uncontrollably rosy, and he pursed his lips when he thought of that embarrassing gesture: "Gong... Childe~"

"Why, don't want to?"

Zhao Jia frowned and asked.

Li Wu shook her head, bit her lip lightly, and glanced at Zhao Jia with complicated eyes, in her opinion, where is this punishment, it is obvious that Zhao Jia wants to bully her, this kind of thing is not without her in the past, but her flute is not used.

I can only say that it is okay.

She got up obediently, her jade hand swept across her slender waist and brushed along the skirt, highlighting a peach, and then her pretty face was slightly red and pouted to Zhao Jia.

"Smack!"

Zhao Jiake didn't mean to keep his hand, he slapped it with his flute fiercely, and with a soft snort from the dance, he asked, "Do you know it's wrong?"

Wrong... Speaking of which, what's wrong with her, she was originally a snare killer!

lurking beside Zhao Jia didn't really give him a concubine.

But Zhao Jia was a little too "good" to her, so that Liwu experienced a different life, and her mentality naturally slowly changed, people are not dead things, how can you have no feelings after a long time.

With feelings, right and wrong are not so important.

Li Wumei looked at Zhao Jia weakly and said, "The concubine knows that she is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Jia asked rhetorically.

Li Meimei was stunned, hesitated a little, and whispered, "The concubine should not tell others about the child, let alone deceive the child."

"Smack!"

Zhao Jia went up for a moment, this time with more strength, and frowned, but he was distressed and disappointed and said, "Your fault is that you are too stupid, your fault is that you don't trust me, if you had told me your identity earlier, could it be that I would have abandoned you?"

As he spoke, he thrashed, but his strength gradually decreased.

When Li Wu heard this, he didn't care about the hot pain in his buttocks, and looked at Zhao Jia with beautiful eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Jia didn't continue to whip, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it, the coldness on his face could no longer be suppressed, and he sighed lightly: "Hit you, it hurts in my heart."

Li Wu pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, she only felt a little sweet in her heart, shook her head slightly, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

"It's useless to hurt, see if you dare in the future!"

Zhao Jia stretched out his hand and pulled Liwu into his arms, he didn't need a draft, looked at Liwu's eyes, and pretended to be indifferent.

Liwu shook her head slightly, she didn't know that Zhao Jia still had her in her heart, her arms hugged Zhao Jia hard, unwilling to let go, she knew that she couldn't do without this man in her life.

Zhao Jia gently separated from the "wound" of the dance, and the two snuggled for a while before he asked, "Tell me, how did you pass the message?"

Li Wu naturally won't hide it anymore, and when he opened his mouth, he told Xun Bee, Black Cat and other things, and at the same time slowly told his past, including his position in the net, and what happened over the years, all of which he said, and he didn't want to hide anything from Zhao Jia anymore.

Xun Bee and Liwu are both intelligence officers of the underground network, and occasionally carry out assassination missions, but their work is more spy-oriented, unlike the assassins who rely on force to kill Tianluo.

The person who joins the dance is the Xun bee, the Xun bee is killing on the top, and the black and white Xuanjian is on the top.

However, a few years ago, the black and white Xuanqian betrayed the net, the detailed information, Li Wu is not clear, since she has carried out several missions in the Wei State, she returned to Xianyang City and hid to Chang'an Jun Chengcheng, until she met Zhao Jia.

"Xun Bee?"

When Zhao Jia heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and he said slowly, "You have been working together for a long time?"

Li Wu was extremely smart, and when he heard Zhao Jia's words, he was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "He and his concubine are both intelligence officers of the imperial beast class, and it is more convenient to transmit information.

"I don't doubt that you have anything to do with him, you have been with me for so long, if I don't believe you, how can I ask you back from LĂź Buwei."

Zhao Jia shook his head, looked at Liwu's uneasy eyes, and said comfortingly.

There was a pause.

He continued, "I'm just a little worried, but from what you said, the ability of the Xun bee is to control the poisonous bees, and even transmit information through the poisonous bees, which is a bit too dangerous."

In the world of Qin Shi, such special abilities are undoubtedly more dangerous than swords.

For example, the Soul Eater of dry killing can devour the personality and skills of the person being killed, and this is how the Eight Linglong of the future is produced.

Now that Zhao Jia has also learned this exercise, he has some ideas.

"If the prince feels threatened, the concubine is willing to help the prince get rid of him!"

Hearing this, Li Wu did not hesitate at all, and said in a condensed voice, she knew that Zhao Jia did not know martial arts, if the Xun bee really killed Zhao Jia, maybe only one poisonous bee could pose a deadly threat to Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia glanced at the night outside the window and said softly, "You call him out, as for other things, you don't need to meddle."

"Childe, Xun Bee's martial arts are not low."

Liwu reminded.

Zhao Jia smiled and asked, "You forgot about the startled salamander?"

As for his martial arts skills, I don't want too many people to know about it for the time being, even if it's a pillow person like Liwu.

It is undoubtedly foolish for a man to leave a little secret for himself and confess everything to those around him.

It's like a modern man putting a salary

Turned.

What is the difference between this behavior and a working donkey, what is the difference between a man without money and an invertebrate without bones.

How did Zhao Jia know the startling salamander, Li Wu naturally didn't ask much, she didn't want Zhao Jia to misunderstand anything again, now that she is Zhao Jia's person, then asking less and doing more is what she needs to do.

This is an essential skill of a snare killer.