Actor, your child is lost

The tone next to her ear was still gentle and sweet, but Nuo Xiaoyan was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, and her whole body was trembling: "Art...art...art..."

Les chuckled, then looked at the dissected corpse, leaned over to Nuo Xiaoyan's ear and said, "Why are you trembling? It suits you, doesn't it?"

Nuo Xiaoyan fell to the ground almost immediately after hearing what Les said, she was too scared to speak, even her hands and feet were cold.

It's not that she has never heard of the strange hobbies of those rich people, and what Les said to her before seems to keep echoing in her ears.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Wouldn't it be more attractive with a bit of booze?"

"You are much more beautiful than the last time I saw you."

"I think Miss Nuo, if modified a little, will definitely become a fascinating work of art."

no, do not want!

Fear crawled all over his body like thousands of ants, and the instinctive desire to survive prompted Nuo Xiaoyan to get up from the ground, trying to escape, but was blocked by Les.

The man in front of her approached her step by step, without the gentle smile on his face, and even those beautiful blue eyes were like a sharp dagger, pressing against her throat.

Nuo Xiaoyan retreated again and again until her back was stuck against the cold wall, and there was no way out.

Les leaned over slightly and approached her, his voice lost his usual gentleness, he looked down at Nuo Xiaoyan's pale face and said, "Why are you running? Corpses... don't get up and hurt people."

These words almost made Nuo Xiaoyan stunned, she didn't speak, but she seemed to think of something.

Her subtle expression changes were easily caught by Les, and Les continued: "Have you heard of... vivisection? You can clearly feel the abdomen being cut open and the pulse beating. It feels so waking.”

"No..." Nuo Xiaoyan covered her ears with both hands, and shook her head desperately, until she saw Leth put his hand into his pocket, thinking that he was going to take out something like a knife, she finally couldn't help but grabbed Leth's clothes. Xiu said: "I... I was wrong, please let me go... I just sent a photo... I really didn't mean it... And, and you... You and Chu Cheng were originally in love with each other. ..."

Nuo Xiaoyan didn't say any more, because at this time Les had already squeezed her jaw hard, looked at her bright red lips, and whispered softly, "It's really beautiful, it's very suitable for sewing, soaking in In formalin."

After saying this, Les chuckled lightly.

Nuo Xiaoyan struggled to grab Leth's hand pinching her chin, her cheeks were already wet with tears, and she looked at him in horror.

A gentle smile stained the corners of Leth's mouth again, and while wiping the tears on her face with his hand, he said, "Did Miss Nuo really just...send a photo?"

Nuo Xiaoyan, whose jaw was pinched, couldn't speak, and could only nod reluctantly.

"It seems that Miss Nuo's memory is not very good." Les slowly approached Nuo Xiaoyan's ear, and whispered, "How about... How about I help you remember?"

Nuo Xiaoyan suddenly had a bad feeling and shook her head desperately, but Les suddenly let go of her.

Due to being too frightened, Nuo Xiaoyan's legs had long lost strength, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

But soon, she shouted for help: "Help!! Is there anyone? Help!!!"

However, Les looked at her very calmly, obviously coming prepared, which made Nuo Xiaoyan panic all of a sudden: "I really... except for posting photos, I didn't do anything! Really nothing!"

"It seems that you need a little time. Then, I will count from ten to one."

"No! It's really gone, I really did this one, and...and this was not my original intention, it was... Wen Zimo asked me to do it, I also persuaded him...but ..."

Les ignored it and started the countdown regardless: "Ten...nine...eight...seven..."

Nuo Xiaoyan reached out and grabbed Le Si's trousers, crying, "I really don't... If you don't believe me, you can ask Wen Zimo, by the way, I... I can call him..."

Nuo Xiaoyan took out her mobile phone as she spoke, and was about to call Wen Zimo, but when she opened the dial page, Les snatched the mobile phone away.

Nuo Xiaoyan looked up at him, only to see Les glanced at the phone in his hand, and then turned it off: "There are no extra characters in this game."

After finishing speaking, he threw the phone aside and continued to count: "Six... five... four..."

Nuo Xiaoyan finally couldn't help crying: "I beg you... let me go... I... what I said is true..."

"three two……"

The signal of death seemed to be approaching step by step, just when Leth was about to count the last, Nuo Xiaoyan broke down holding his head and shouted: "I really don't have it!!! Except for that photo, I only help Wenzi Mo buried glass in the shooting location!!!”

Les stopped his countdown, put one hand into his pocket and said, "It seems that I still remember it. Miss Nuo's memory doesn't seem to be as bad as I thought."

Nuo Xiaoyan raised her head cautiously, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and began to explain frantically: "The thing about burying the glass is not to hurt you, because Wen Zimo was robbed of the leading role by Chu Cheng, so I let me To bury the glass, I wanted him to be injured and lose the leading role, so that Wen Zimo could replace him, but I was afraid that people would die, so when I buried the glass, I deliberately buried it deeper. have not thought……"

Before Nuo Xiaoyan finished speaking, Les interrupted her: "That's a good answer."

This sentence made Nuo Xiaoyan seem to be relieved, but before the breath fell, Les continued: "But I still want to see that Miss Nuo has become a work of art, dyed red with warm blood with a woman's fragrance." The appearance of the operating table, this is... a rare beauty."

Nuo Xiaoyan shook her head again and again, crying: "Why...why? Didn't you say that as long as I answered, you would let me go?"

Les chuckled, but turned cold in an instant: "Why? Because...you tried to leave your mark on my prey. And...I never said that I would let you go."

"No! You can't do this! If I die, the police will definitely find out! You can't kill me!!!"

"Don't worry, it's just going to hurt a little." Les said while taking something out of his pocket.

Almost the moment he took out that thing, Nuo Xiaoyan finally couldn't help screaming: "Ah!!!!"

The screams echoed in the corridor, and I saw Leth turn off the recording function of the phone, and then said: "The game is over."

But Nuo Xiaoyan had passed out on the ground and lost consciousness.

Les just glanced coldly, then dialed Lin Shan's phone: "Clean up the monitoring."

When Les returned to the hotel, it was already late at night. Not long after he passed out, Nuo Xiaoyan was sent to the consultation room, and the statement he gave was just exhaustion.

The summer evening wind was still a bit hot. When Les got into the elevator, he unbuttoned a button casually. As soon as he pressed the floor, a tall figure walked in.

The two looked at each other, and Leth immediately had a nice smile on his face: "What a coincidence."

Chu Cheng ignored it, but took a deep look at Les, and then stood aside.

The elevator door closed slowly, and the atmosphere was a little quiet. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, which was from Les. It was very faint, but it made Chu Cheng feel irritable.

In the private room of Fu Yu Xuan, Le Si and Nuo Xiaoyan were intimate.

He glanced contemptuously at Leth again, Leth seemed to have noticed his gaze, and said with a chuckle, "You seem to care about me a lot today?"

In the end, I don't know why, Chu Cheng said almost without thinking: "It's hard not to care about sitting in the same elevator with a person who smells like alcohol."

Chu Cheng's tone was steady and indifferent, and it sounded like a sarcasm to ordinary people, but Les felt an inexplicable sense of inexplicability.