At the moment when Italy is turbulent, far away in the Middle East on the other side of the world, is the small country of Mosloch.

In a dark dilapidated house, Chen Liuhe was sitting there smoking a cigarette. The sky outside the window had become a little brighter, and fish maws broke through the clouds and were scattered in the boundless sky.

Although he didn't know what happened in Italy, based on his understanding of Chi Yan, he could guess what the woman would do.

Chen Liuhe knew very well what kind of skills she had. If he said he wasn't worried, that would be a lie.

After all, no matter how strong Chi Yan is and how much control he has over the Gushalia family, it will be difficult for him to go against the entire Gushalia family!

Only Chen Liuhe knows how deep dangers and hidden dangers lie beneath Chi Yan's seemingly domineering appearance.

Chiyan is an outlier that is not recognized by the entire Gushalia family. No one really thinks highly of her, and no one believes in her from the bottom of their hearts. However, she is too powerful and smart, and no one dares to blatantly slander her.

That’s all.

Once the opportunity comes, she will definitely become the target of public criticism. Her opponent will be the entire Gushaliya family, and she will become the one who is completely isolated.

Even Connor, her biological father, would not support her!

Everything must rely on her own ability and iron fist!

This is undoubtedly what Chen Liuhe is most worried about, and it is also one of the main reasons why he does not want Chi Yan to take revenge.

Thinking of these things in his mind, Chen Liuhe sighed with sadness.

If something unexpected happens to Chi Yan because of this incident, he, Chen Liuhe, really cannot face himself...

"Three days..." Chen Liuhe suddenly murmured, looking at the sky outside the window: "Okay, I will give you three days. If you don't appear in front of me within three days, I will definitely go

The country of Italy is looking for you. Even if there are huge important matters in the country, they can be put aside for the time being..."

A simple sentence revealed Chen Liuhe's determination and Chi Yan's true status in his mind...

Suddenly, Chen Liuhe felt his fingers being burned. When he looked down, he saw that the cigarette butt had burned out and had burned his fingers.

He shook his head with a wry smile. He was thinking too deeply about the matter and was distracted...

Throwing away the cigarette butt, Chen Liuhe looked back at the house. At this moment, this simple house was filled with a strong smell of blood due to the airtightness. This smell was very fishy and could easily make people feel nauseous.

But for a person like Chen Liuhe, who has been licking blood from the edge of his knife all year round, it is as commonplace and he has long been used to it.

John was miserable, his body was covered with bruises and knife marks, and the blood almost stained his bare body red. It was obvious that during this night, he had been subjected to inhuman torture, which could be described as horrific.

However, Chen Liuhe's technique was very clever. Although John was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, and he maintained a very clear mind. Chen Liuhe would never let him pass out like this. It was too easy for him.

At this moment, John was hung from the beam, his feet were bare, and he had to tiptoe to barely touch the ground.

This height is undoubtedly the most tiring for a person, not only physically but also mentally.

This is like letting a person repeatedly wander on the edge of hope and despair. The mental torture is unimaginable and terrifying.

After glancing at John, Chen Liuhe's lips curved up in a harmless arc, and he smiled: "Dear Mr. John, how does this feel? Is it enough to leave the most profound impression on you in your life?"

"Devil, you are an evil devil..." John said with a trembling voice. He felt that he was about to collapse from torture. This feeling was more painful than letting him die.

He is in pain.

"Sir, I have already told you the answer. Please let me go. I have already received my punishment..." John was begging for mercy for himself.

Chen Liuhe said with a smile: "Do you think you still have a chance to survive?"

"No, sir, you can't kill me. You just said that as long as I tell you who is plotting to kill you, you will let me go. You can't keep your word." John said quickly, scared to death.

Chen Liuhe shrugged and said: "Okay, I admit that I did deceive you, so what? I allow you to go to hell and go to the so-called Satan to complain."

John was so frightened that he struggled there with his last strength, but this was destined to be of no use.

Chen Liuhe looked at each other like a clown, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little brighter.

He walked around John and said, "Don't be so scared. I was actually just making a joke with you."

"Your life is so worthless. It's worthless to me." Chen Liuhe said.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, I'm just a fart. Let me go. I'm worse than an ant. If you kill me, you will only dirty your own hands." John hurriedly begged for mercy.

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Chen Liuhe smashed his lips a few times and found a small bamboo more than one meter long from somewhere.

He used a military blade to cut the bamboo in half, and then slowly modified the nodes on the bamboo.

"It's impossible for me to let you go like this, but I really don't want to kill you. How about the two of us play a game?" Chen Liuhe grinned and showed a smile.

His white teeth and that smile were as scary as the gaze of a devil.

"What...what game..." John said in horror.

Chen Liuhe smiled and without saying anything else, he sharpened one end of the bamboo, making it as sharp as a blade.

He came to John's body, groped for John's left chest with his palm, and seemed to have found the right spot.

Then, in front of John, the sharp bamboo was slowly inserted into John's heart.

It didn't penetrate very deep, nor did it touch John's heart, but the blood had seeped out and slowly flowed out along the grooves of the bamboo.

Chen Liuhe tilted the bamboo down a little so that the blood could be guided out more smoothly.

He placed a bottle with a capacity of 500 milliliters at the other end of the bamboo, so that the blood could flow into the bottle along the bamboo.

Afterwards, Chen Liuhe found a thin transparent thread from nowhere and tied it around the bottle. Then with a puzzling operation, he took out another grenade and tied the safety bolt with the thin thread.
Chapter completed!