bestfiction Chapter 147 Torture
Chapter 147 Torture
Xia Qingluo slowly picked up the water cup and took another sip of water in an attempt to calm himself down. However, because of his shaking hands, the water leaked onto his clothes.
Only then did she feel the faint taste of blood that had not yet dissipated in her mouth.
Thinking back to Lu Chengyuan's kiss just now, it was hot and crazy...
Xia Qingluo leaned heavily on the pillow and felt that something was wrong.
But if Lu Chengyuan was also reborn, shouldn’t he stay away from her?
They didn't get along at all in their previous life.
She seduced Lu Chengyuan in the hotel, and after they had done it, she forced Lu Chengyuan to marry her.
After that, perhaps because he hated her, Lu Chengyuan was always indifferent to her and seldom went home. Even if he came back, he would only stay for one night. He would be gone before she got up the next day.
Lu Chengyuan didn't like her at all. If Lu Chengyuan were reborn, he would stay away from her instead of pursuing her madly like he is now.
Xia Qingluo stopped thinking about it, picked up his phone, called Han Xun, and asked him to investigate Xia Wan'er's current whereabouts.
After Han Xun got the news, he immediately launched an investigation and dispatched the paparazzi.
However, no trace was found, and Xia Wan'er seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
The Colosseum in the wilderness was burned down to its iron frame in the fire, and someone came and blew it up the next day, as if it had never existed, leaving only traces of desolation.
So, Xia Wan'er was transferred to another place by Cohen's men.
In the dark and damp basement.
Darrell had dreadlocks, his skin looked unusually dark in the dim light, and his muscles bulged exaggeratedly.
He stood aside, calmly organizing various torture instruments.
There were sharp scalpels, pliers so large that they seemed like they could easily crush human bones, whips covered with barbs, and in addition, there were hooks, clamps, and awls of various strange shapes, each of which looked extremely terrifying.
In addition, there was a charcoal fire next to it, with a red-hot iron on it, emitting a scorching smell.
Xia Wan'er was tied to a chair. Looking at the pile of torture instruments, she was so scared that her face turned pale and she kept sobbing.
She didn't even dare to beg for mercy, for fear that the man with dreadlocks would be displeased and start torturing her.
At this time, a dull sound of footsteps was heard in the silent basement.
Cohen was pushed in by a man in a black suit in a wheelchair.
The metal wheels of the wheelchair made a screeching sound on the damp basement floor, breaking the silence in the basement.
Cohen's hands and feet were in heavy plaster, and his face was wrapped in bandages, revealing only a pair of cold blue eyes and a few slightly curly black hair.
The wounds on his body were all caused by the man named Zhang Jing at the Colosseum.
Cohen's men were extremely efficient and had already found out the identities of the two men.
The woman's name is Xia Qingluo, a rising star in the entertainment industry, and the man's name is Zhang Jing, a new actor.
Are they really stars? How come they are so good at fighting?
Cohen had only learned that someone had dared to break into his arena alone, so he wanted to go and meet him in person.
But he never expected that Zhang Jing was so powerful.
Especially after Zhang Jing risked his life for his beloved, firearms were basically ineffective against him.
In the end, it was Zhang Jing who was injured while saving Xia Qingluo.
Otherwise, Cohen almost died at the hands of Zhang Jing just because of seeking excitement.
Cohen's eyes gradually turned cold, and veins bulged on the back of his hand wrapped in plaster.
The Colosseum was a place that made him 1 billion in profit a year, and now it was completely burned down by these three people. He was so furious.
He couldn't catch the two men for the time being, but at least another accomplice fell into his hands.
Darrell reported from the side: "Boss, she said before that she was sent by Luosha, and she used this to intimidate us. She is really arrogant."
Xia Wan'er's face turned pale instantly.
It's over, her guess came true.
This group of people are not Luosha's subordinates who do not obey his orders, but they are not Luosha's men at all!
How could Rakshasa bring her to this damn place!
She quickly denied it, "I don't even know that man! That woman and I are not in the same group, I'm just a passerby who was accidentally caught in..."
Cohen's azure eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at Xia Wan'er.
Darrell understood immediately, picked up the branding iron and burned Xia Wan'er's thigh.
Suddenly a "sizzling" sound was heard, and a burnt smell came and filled the entire basement.
Xia Wan'er let out a shrill scream. She struggled constantly, twisting her body violently, trying to avoid the terrible branding iron.
However, her hands and feet were tied tightly to the fixed chair, leaving her with no escape.
Xia Wan'er's tears kept streaming down her cheeks, her expression hideous and painful.
Cohen's eyes were cold, as if he was already accustomed to all this.
He was like a cold sword, without the slightest mercy, and asked calmly: "What is Luosha's purpose in asking you to come? Just to blow up my territory?"
He knew the old fox Luosha too well.
Luosha's actions are always strange and hard to predict. Luosha would never do something as blatant as bombing other people's bases.
If Luosha wanted to send someone to murder him, it would be reasonable for him to send Xia Qingluo to seduce him, but he really couldn't understand what purpose Xia Wan'er had in sending him.
Xia Wan'er's legs had been burned to pieces by the branding iron. She looked at her legs and trembled with fear.
She is still weighing the pros and cons.
If she revealed Luosha's true purpose, would the man in front of her let her go?
If she didn't say it, could she wait until Rakshasa sent someone to rescue her?
Xia Wan'er raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
When those emerald blue eyes stared at her, they were extremely indifferent, not like they were looking at a human being at all.
If Cohen is really the owner of the Colosseum, then his character must be cruel and cold-blooded.
If she revealed the information Cohen wanted, there would be only one outcome - death.
Xia Wan'er must get out alive and kill Xia Qingluo with her own hands.
She was so kind to Xia Qingluo and bought him so many jewelry. Even when Xia Qingluo's shoelaces were loose, she would kneel down and tie them for him.
When facing the gangsters, she also helped Xia Qingluo attract fire.
As a result, when faced with danger, Xia Qingluo ran away with another man!
She must kill Xia Qingluo alive!
Xia Wan'er gritted her teeth and had no choice but to hold back, stalling for time, talking nonsense and begging for mercy.
But she just wouldn't tell Rakshasa's real purpose.
Luosha wanted her to gain Xia Qingluo's trust and wanted her to find something on Xia Qingluo's body.
She could only grit her teeth and silently endure all kinds of beatings and torture.
Darrell used all the torture instruments on Xia Wan'er.
The repeated torture pushed her body and spirit to the limit. Her tears had dried up and her voice became hoarse from screaming.
Xia Wan'er's face was even scratched. She couldn't imagine how ugly she had become.
Cohen glanced at his watch and said impatiently, "Just use the truth serum. I'm tired of it."
Xia Wan'er's pupils suddenly shrank. How could she have forgotten that there was such a thing?
She watched Darrell approach her with the needle and screamed, "No! No!"