However, he also showed Peng Liangchao's expression. At this time, he did not dare to say "no". He had to bite the bullet, nodded repeatedly, and then racked his brains to find a way.

In that unknown room, after the threatening words that Peng Qiu said, the whip in Meirou hit him like raindrops.

The bruises oozed out blood, dyeing his clothes red.

But Meirou didn't mean to stop and ignored Peng Qiu's shrill cry.

She is quite similar to the Blue Fox, as if such screams could ignite the blood in their bodies, make them boil, and make them even more excited.

Peng Qiulai was gritting his teeth at first and endured the scorching pain on his body.

But as the whip continued to whip him, he could no longer bear it, and he started to scream loudly, hoarsely, dying, his whole face seemed to have just been hit by the rain, full of cold sweat.

His head drooped weakly and fainted under the thirsty pain.

Peng Liangchao, who was standing on the other end of the live broadcast, felt as if he was so tortured by his most beloved grandson.

His hands were clenched into fists, his eyes filled with endless hatred.

However, the location of the signal source has not been determined yet, and he has no idea how to save Peng Qiulai.

Hurry!

Another pot of cold and bone-black cold water splashed on Peng Qiulai's face, causing him to wake up from his fainting.

He slowly opened his eyes, no longer as imposing as before, but raised his head with difficulty, looked at Meirou in front of him, and begged weakly: "Please! Let me go, whatever you want... I can give you everything, and you can guarantee that you can't enjoy it all, and your status... As long as you say, I can guarantee that you get it!"

"I want your life, do you give it or not?"

Meirou's words were both slow and slow, but there was a trembling chill in her voice.

When Peng Qiulai heard this, the expression on his face suddenly stopped, he opened his eyes wide, and endless panic flashed in his pupils.

He closed his mouth and said swearing: "No... don't kill me! Let's discuss it carefully!"

"snort!"

Meirou snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon. I haven't had enough fun yet."

Peng Qiulai's face was filled with fear. He could not imagine how Meirou would torture him to death!

Meirou took out a knife made of steel from the back of the leather jacket. The sharpness of the knife flashed brightly under the chasing light above her head, and she approached Peng Qiulai.

The knife in his hand slashed in the air twice, and two blood marks appeared on Peng Qiulai's wrist.

These two blood marks were neither deep nor shallow, but they had just cut through the radial artery, and the blood flowed out like a stream.

But with such a blood flow rate, Peng Qiu came for a moment or three times, which was not enough to die due to excessive blood loss.

Peng Liangchao, who was watching the live broadcast on the other end, saw Meirou who suddenly appeared in the picture, and immediately called Peng Xu, who was at a loss, to his side, and ordered Peng Xu to find out Meirou's identity and background immediately.

Peng Xu did not hesitate for a moment and immediately set off to investigate.

After a short while, Peng Xu ran to Peng Liangchao with a panic look on his face and said breathlessly: "Honor, the identity of that woman has been found!"

"Speak quickly!"

Peng Liangchao urged anxiously.
Chapter completed!