A fashion queen

Bai Yumo's heart was shaken, but he pretended to be calm and replied with gritted teeth: "I said, even if you kill me, don't even think about getting any information from me."

Mo Yunting raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "Oh? Really? Are you still counting on someone to save you? Don't be delusional. When we caught you just now, didn't you see that your men ran faster than rabbits? No one wanted to save you at all. Look at you, you are so pitiful." After that, he took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Bai Yumo, and quickly sent it to the mysterious person who had saved him.

Cui Xueying stared at the bound Bai Yumo. Seeing that he still kept his lips tightly shut, showing no sign of loosening his grip, she couldn't help but feel furious. She angrily asked Mo Yunting, "Yunting, what should we do next?"

Mo Yunting thought for a moment and replied, "Take him back to the car first, and make plans after my contact arrives." After speaking, he dialed a phone number and waited for the other party to answer.

Cui Xueying nodded in agreement, but her fury persisted. She gritted her teeth and said to Mo Yunting, "Okay, fine, but I'm going to teach him a lesson!" She vowed to herself that she would make this despicable man pay. After all, he had harmed so many people, and now was the chance to finally make him suffer.

Mo Yunting smiled helplessly and gave her a look, meaning that as long as she didn't beat anyone to death, she could do whatever she wanted.

After a while, a black car slowly drove over, and Mo Yunting and Cui Xueying took Bai Yumo into the car.

Sitting in the car, Mo Yunting looked at Bai Yumo, who was beaten like a giant panda by Cui Xueying, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth. They say you shouldn't hit people in the face, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless, beating her into a pig-headed panda. It was really funny.

He chuckled softly. "I'll ask you again, are you willing to tell me? This is my last chance. If you don't tell me when we get there, you'll end up in more trouble than just this state."

"Hiss... Do you think you will win by catching me? Hahaha, hahaha, that's just a pipe dream!" Bai Yumo gasped in pain, but still looked at the two of them with disdain.

A dangerous glint flashed in Mo Yunting's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly with a sneer: "It seems that you still refuse to tell the truth. You will be in trouble later." After that, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped all the way, finally stopping in front of an abandoned warehouse.

After Mo Yunting got out of the car, he opened the trunk and dragged Bai Yumo out like a dead dog.

Cui Xueying followed behind with a smug smile on her face. She looked at Bai Yumo with a gloating look, thinking, "Let's see how long you can be so arrogant!"

After entering the warehouse, Mo Yunting threw Bai Yumo onto the cold and hard ground like throwing away garbage. Bai Yumo's already weak body suffered severe damage again, and it hit the ground like a heavy stone, making a heart-pounding dull sound.

"You can speak now." Mo Yunting squatted down, like a high and mighty ruler, looking down at Bai Yumo who was lying on the ground with coldness and ruthlessness, with an extremely cold light flashing in his eyes, as if it could freeze a person's soul.

Bai Yumo clenched his teeth tightly. Even though his face was as pale as paper, he still refused to speak easily. His eyes were full of stubbornness and unyielding spirit, as if he would never yield no matter what kind of torture he faced.

Seeing this, Mo Yunting slowly stood up, clapped his hands lightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face: "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude." After that, he turned and walked to the side, picked up a thick iron rod without hesitation. The surface of the iron rod was rusty and emitted a pungent smell of rust.

As Mo Yunting approached, the iron rod rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound, like the whisper of a devil, which made people shudder.

Mo Yunting stopped and stood in front of Bai Yumo, pointing the end of the iron rod at him. He looked at Bai Yumo coldly and said, "You'd better confess everything honestly, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Bai Yumo suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with despair and madness, as if he had lost all reason. He stared directly at Mo Yunting and said word by word, "Don't waste your energy! Even if you torture me with all kinds of means, I will never reveal a single word of the truth!"