云缨的欢迎会禁慢天堂

Qin Jiuye brushed his hair and said to the leader of the man in black in a devilish tone,

“You want me to do it myself? Fine.”

“But I have a condition.”

When the leader of the men in black heard this, he immediately asked with a

faint smile,

“What condition?”

A dark gleam flashed across Qin Jiuye’s beautiful black eyes as he looked straight at the man in black and said slowly,

“My mother and I have been imprisoned by you for a few days. And within this period, you have never let us eat our fill.”

“In my current state, I might die from excessive blood loss after my face is disfigured and my arm is severed.”

“You mean you want us to let you and your mother have a sumptuous meal?”

The leader of the men in black sneered.

“Haha… Have you forgotten that you’re prisoners?”

“Don’t even think about having a sumptuous lunch. That’s out of the question.”

“You said I’m a prisoner?” Qin Jiuye suddenly laughed arrogantly.

“Have you forgotten about my elder brother, Qin Ruohan?”

When the man in black heard Qin the Satan’s name and thought of his bloodthirst, he could not help but break out in cold sweat. He gripped the weapon tightly in fear.

“So what? Qin Ruohan is busy with the development and merger of overseas companies now. He doesn’t have the time to care about you.”

“Besides, our master won’t let Mr. Qin have the chance to notice your abnormality.”

“I think you should know that my relationship with my brother is very good.” Qin Jiuye curled his lips and elegantly adjusted his sleeve that was covered in blood.

“If you don’t let us have a sumptuous lunch, I may well die from hemorrhaging due to malnutrition. Right here.”

Qin Jiuye shared his analysis calmly as he glanced at the leader of the men in black in an inscrutable manner.

“I believe that if I die, my brother—Qin Ruohan—will definitely hunt you down, and easily send you to hell.”

“However, if you let my mother and I have a sumptuous lunch, the chances of me not dying will be much higher.”

“As long as I don’t die, I won’t let my brother avenge me, nor will I mention you and your master.”

However, he would definitely seek revenge himself.

He looked at the leader of the men in black with a serious expression and said solemnly,

“I’m a man of my word. I won’t go back on my word.”

The man in black looked at Qin Jiuye hesitantly and made a quick mental calculation.

If Qin Jiuye really died, Qin Ruohan—the bloodthirsty and terrifying Satan— would definitely kill them viciously.

After a long silence, the man in black—having weighed the pros and cons—said lightly,

“Okay, I’ll agree to let both of you have a sumptuous lunch, but…”

“I hope you keep your word and don’t mention us.”

“Okay, got it.” Got it, but whether he would do it or not was another matter.

He smirked and walked over to the middle-aged woman.

The injury-riddled Qiuye had a child-like smile as he squatted in front of the middle-aged woman.

He carefully tidied his mother’s clothes with his fair and slender hands.

“Mom, I know you’re hungry. There’ll be delicious food later.”

“After you’ve eaten your fill, be good and take a nap.”

There was an unruly smile on his lips and his dark eyes were deadened; the light had gone out in his eyes. It was as if the world was dead, cruel, and cold.

After tidying up his mother’s clothes, Qin Jiuye gently tidied up her messy hair with his slender fingers.

His voice was unbelievably gentle.

“When you wake up, you’ll be safe.”

He gently wiped away the silent tears of his mother—who could not speak— with his thumb.

“Treat what happened today as a nightmare.”

“I promise that there will never be such danger again..”