Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 145 Her Tears Are Cold
"Q, have you thought about it yet?"

That was the third day she was kidnapped by the "Phantom".

Her hands were tied behind her back with a rope,

Because he hadn't eaten for two days, he was dizzy from hunger, his face was pale, and he felt that he had no strength in his whole body.

Her forehead was blood red because they smashed her head on the table the next day.

It made her dizzy.

The black cloth that blindfolded her eyes was torn off, and she couldn't adapt to the sudden glare of light, so she squinted her eyes subconsciously.

The man in front of her was sitting opposite her.

He has a scar over his left eyebrow.

No matter how you look at it, they are the so-called villains in TV dramas.

He threw a large black bag open in front of her.

Inside were wads and wads of cash.

Really tempting.

I saw him casually lighting a cigarette, his deep eyes contained the coldness of hiding a knife in his smile,
"As long as you cooperate obediently, we will never treat you badly."

Her dark eyes showed a bit of hardness, and the corners of her dry lips raised a pale arc slightly, and she smiled,

"As a medical worker, my duty is to save lives and heal the wounded. Let me make medicines to harm others. Just dream!"

Because she didn't eat or drink for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse, but she was so determined.

Knowing that her resolute and tough attitude will definitely get the other party angry and punished,

But she still stands firm.

The other party slapped her hard across the face.

A smear of blood spilled from the corner of her lips, and a burning pain appeared on her cheek.

Seeing her staring with hatred, he felt a burst of anger again, and the cigarette butt between his fingertips slammed into her shoulder fiercely.

Her whole body couldn't help but twitched violently, the burning pain tore every inch of her nerves.

The hands tied behind her clenched into fists, and the fingertips were pinched into the palms of the hands.

Tears of pain flowed down all at once, biting his lip stubbornly, but stubbornly remained silent.

There was a hole in the fabric on the shoulder, and a red burn mark was left on the shoulder.

She tilted her head, unable to lift it up.

The burning cigarette butt was close to her face, and she could already feel the scorching heat approaching.

The opponent's big hand deliberately pressed her shoulder that had just been scalded heavily, causing her facial features to become distorted in pain, and tears could not stop falling down.

The scar on the eyebrow became more and more hideous.

The eerie and cold voice hovered around her ears like a poisonous snake: "Q, do you know what will happen if you refuse to cooperate?"

"Dead?" She bit her lip.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Mingming was terrified to death in her heart, but she pretended to be fearless in front of the other party.

She pulled the corner of her lips and smiled disdainfully: "I'm afraid! But isn't the end of people all dead?"

It's just that the time of death and the way of death are different.

"Really? You little girl has a lot of backbone. Then I will help you."

He grabbed her hair, forcibly dragged her into a water tank, and slammed her head into the water.

The water in the bathtub splashed everywhere, a large amount of water poured into her mouth and nose, and the air in her chest was almost blocked.

She was able to shake her head to resist at first, but after struggling for a long time, her resisting movements gradually became slower.

In the end, her whole body was motionless, without any sign of life.

……

The night was very quiet.

The girl in his arms was trembling, short of breath, and faintly crying.

Lu Yanxiao turned on the bedside lamp, and turned his back to him.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, her complexion was pale, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

Tears slid down and wet the clean pillow.

"A Nian...A Nian..." He called softly.

A warm palm stroked her soft hair, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Her tears are cold.

Her body is also cold.

She is afraid!
What exactly was she dreaming about?
(End of this chapter)