"Do you believe I’ll kill you right now?!"
"As long as I’m alive, I promise, one day, I will kill you with my own hands."
Xu Xia looked into her eyes, showing no sign of fear.
Who is she? She’s Leng Zirui’s wife; how could she bring shame to her husband?
"Are you trying to force me to kill you?" Lei Qingqing sneered, "Don’t worry, it’s not that easy. I want your husband to wish for death and never die a good death!"
Withdrawing the knife that had already carved a bloody line on her skin, Lei Qingqing stepped back two paces, "Lock her up, and find a few good kids to keep her company."
The officer Xu Xia had kicked, leaving him with a bloody head, immediately walked over with a smile, "I’m happy to serve you."
Lei Qingqing turned and walked towards the door, suddenly stopping after a few steps, "Xu Xia, you still have time to beg for mercy."
"Even if you knelt down and apologized to me now, I wouldn’t forgive you," Xu Xia replied coldly.
Lei Qingqing snorted coldly, "I want to see how long you can keep that stiff mouth?!"
She strode out of the door as the officer waved his hand and said a few words in Italian to his subordinates. Xu Xia was unshackled and dragged toward the door. As she struggled violently, a blow came down on her, knocking her out. She was dragged through the hallway and thrown into a small detention room.
In this room, there were already three girls, all young. Two of them had tattoos, their hair dyed like a peacock’s fan, while the other had a shady look with short hair and her arms covered in needle marks, clearly not decent characters.
As they saw Xu Xia being thrown in, their eyes immediately fixated on the bracelet on her wrist, which shimmered with rainbow hues in the light.

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