Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Shen Xiujin's dark eyes grew colder.

He wanted to see how long she could perform!

"Mr. Shen, you...ah!"

As soon as Su Qiao arrived in front of Shen Xiujin, the man grabbed her right hand.

His force was not light. Even if he pinched the wound in the palm of his hand through the pain relief charm, the pain caused Su Qiao's little face to wrinkle into a ball, and the blood that had been stopped seeped out again.

Shen Xiujin roughly dragged her directly into the elevator.

Direct access to the top floor.

‘Machi——’

As soon as the elevator door opened, Su Qiao was shocked by the scene that appeared in front of her.

The three walls are covered with all kinds of torture instruments, which can almost be described as a dazzling array!

Even though all the torture instruments had been cleaned and polished, Su Qiao could still smell the smell of blood lingering in the air...

At this moment, Su Qiao realized very clearly that Shen Xiujin, a man, was perverted in every sense of the word!

He asked her to choose a way to die on the phone... not kidding.

He really wanted her to die!

"Have you seen enough?"

Shen Xiujin was sitting on a black chair in the center of the room. She took out a short knife from somewhere and was playing with it.

The look he looked at Su Qiao was colder than a knife blade.

"Didn't you say that you love me so much that you are willing to die?" Shen Xiujin said sarcastically, "Now I will help you and send you on your way."

The door was closed the moment they entered.

Shen Xiujin had no intention of letting her get out alive.

He hates deception the most in his life.

Now I feel extremely unhappy...

Su Qiao stood there with her head lowered, her long and thick eyelashes covering her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Finally, she sighed softly and walked towards Shen Xiujin as if she had made up her mind. As she walked, she rummaged through something in her bag.

Shen Xiujin didn't care, and carelessly stroked the sharp tip of the knife with his fingertips.

He is faster with a knife than a gun. At this distance, he can pierce her neck with a knife in half a second!

"found it!"

Su Qiao took out a stack of amulets from the bag and piled them in front of Shen Xiujin.

"Mr. Shen, these are the amulets I drew myself. All for you!"

"..."

Shen Xiujin's hand touching the knife paused slightly.

The little woman in front of him looked straight at him.

That look again...serious and gentle, as if he was the only one in her heart and eyes.

"Mr. Shen, I don't know why you have to kill me, but if you can really be happy...it doesn't matter if I die, but I want you to live well..."

"The red rope I gave you yesterday is the best amulet. It can protect you from death. It saved you last night and can no longer be used. I originally wanted to make a few more for you..." Su Qiao He bit his lower lip lightly, lowered his head and smiled, as if he was infinitely regretful, but he was also full of grievances, but he smiled bravely, and told him unhurriedly, "But the red rope will take a long time to be nourished with my blood to be effective. I don't have time." Now. You must wear these amulets well."

After saying that, Su Qiao raised her head, her eyes were red, which became more obvious against the pale skin.

She sniffed hard, held back her tears, and grinned at Shen Xiujin.

Regardless of whether he wanted it or not, she stuffed the pile of amulets into Shen Xiujin's arms, then turned around and walked to the pile of torture instruments without hesitation, her slightly trembling back showing heroism.

"Okay, Mr. Shen." She looked at Shen Xiujin a few steps away with red eyes, "I can die now."

She can't help it.

Shen Xiujin was too wary, and she couldn't kill him directly. That would be like sending herself on the road.

All I can do is fight for the blood bar.

After all, her body's self-healing ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people. She just hid a pain relief charm on her body, so she should be able to withstand Shen Xiujin's perverted torture.

Su Qiao secretly swore that after this year passed, she would definitely let Shen Xiujin know what it means that a gentleman's revenge is never too late!

"..."

Shen Xiujin silently glanced at the pile of strange yellow talismans in his hand, feeling a little indescribable.

But Su Qiao had already taken off the cloth bag, and stood obediently and harmlessly next to a pile of cold torture instruments. His eyes were red with fear, and his whole body was trembling with fear, but he was still smiling at him...