Hong Kong is in full swing

Hearing Qiao Shuqi's plea for mercy, Baogui smiled and gently shook the electric baton in his hand. It was a tool with a metallic luster, flashing a cold and ruthless light.

He turned to the people behind him and said, "This is authentic electronic music."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, as if he was showing off a toy.

"Ah."

The man sneered, a mocking smile on his face, obviously agreeing with the black humor.

He leaned lazily in the chair, legs crossed, looking relaxed and contented.

He said calmly, "Don't overdo it, I still have something to ask."

"Okay okay."

Baogui nodded in agreement.

He didn't seem to care about it, and just waved the electric baton in his hand to indicate that he had heard the order.

Qiao Shuqi lay on the stage, his whole body weak, with yellow liquid flowing down his pants.

His body was twitching constantly and he had completely lost his mind.

Baogui looked at all this with a look of contempt on his face. He sighed and said, "You're such a grown man and you still can't control your urine?"

There was contempt in his tone.

After saying that, Baogui picked up a high-pressure water gun from the side and sprayed it at Qiao Shuqie.

The cold water washed over Qiao Shuqi's body, as if he was doing a so-called "cleansing".

A sneer appeared at the corner of Baogui's mouth, as if showing his so-called "kindness".

Qiao Shuqi began to cry out in pain again.

The abandoned factory was filled with his shrill cries, which were sharp, piercing and heart-pounding.

Huo Chuyan held his head in his hands, frowned, and said lightly: "It's too noisy."

He closed his eyes, trying to distance himself from the pain and torture.

"If you scream again, I'll pull out your tongue."

A cold voice sounded, the tone was flat, but it revealed a strong pressure.

Although he didn't know who the other person was, Qiao Shuqi felt scared almost immediately. He clenched his teeth and forced all the pain into his stomach.

"Who are you? Where is this place? Why are you arresting me?"

Huo Chuyan finally opened his mouth to question, his voice low and powerful, his eyes gleaming with determination.

His fingers lifted slightly, and Baogui pressed the remote control in his hand.

The next moment, the platform under Qiao Shuqi slowly stood up, allowing him to stand from a lying position.

As his center of gravity shifted downward, his hands and feet were tightly bound, and his entire body was forced to rely on a fixed frame for support.

This posture made him feel extremely uncomfortable, his limbs were under immense pressure, and he felt as if he would collapse at any moment.

"Untie."

Huo Chuyan said coldly, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloth in front of him was torn away, and the dazzling light suddenly broke into his sight, and the anger in his heart erupted.

He opened his mouth to curse, but found that the face of the person opposite him turned pale.

That paleness was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Huo... Huo Chuyan... No, Huo Sheng."

How could this be?

He never expected things to develop to this point.

Why on earth did Huo Chuyan tie him up?

How did he offend Huo Chuyan?

"Mr. Huo, is there any misunderstanding?"

Qiao Shuqi tried to explain with a trembling voice.

"No misunderstanding."

Huo Chuyan's voice was indifferent, as cold as if he was sentencing someone to death, "It's you who's been tied up."

Qiao Shuqie's mouth trembled. "Huo, Mr. Huo, our Qiao family has always been law-abiding in Hong Kong and Guangdong. We have never done anything illegal. I have never offended you. I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Huo Chuyan.

"Do you know Yu Wan?"

Huo Chuyan asked calmly.

Qiao Shuqi was stunned. "Yes, I know him."

"She's my wife."

Huo Chuyan's tone remained calm, but every word he spoke pierced Qiao Shuqi's heart like a sharp sword.

In an instant, Qiao Shuqi's face turned as pale as paper and his mind went blank.

How……

How is it possible? How could that villain Yu Wan become Huo Chuyan’s wife!

It's unbelievable!

No one told him that there was such a deep connection between Yu Wan and Huo Chuyan.

He had no idea, and now it seemed too late.

It's over, completely over.

Qiao Shuqi's eyes were filled with despair. "Mr. Huo, I know I was wrong. Please, let me go."

"You just realized you were wrong?"

The corners of Huo Chuyan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of mockery. "The descendant of the Shangshu is really spineless."

"What Shangshu? Those are all things of the past. I am just an insignificant little person now. I really beg you to let me go."

Qiao Shuqi almost fell to his knees.

There was an ambiguous emotion in Huo Chuyan's eyes. He looked at Qiao Shuqi quietly, as if thinking about something.

Qiao Shuqi thought Huo Chuyan had softened his heart, his eyes lit up, and his heart was filled with hope.

However, Huo Chuyan then slowly said, "But I don't like holding grudges."

Qiao Shuqi's eyes widened, his face full of horror.

"You gathered a group of people to surround my wife and even attacked her car with a knife. Do you know how scared she was?"

Huo Chuyan said calmly, although his tone was calm, the anger contained in his words could not be concealed.

"What I hate most is seeing her afraid and suffering."

Huo Chuyan continued, his voice deep and powerful, each word hammering at Qiao Shuqi's heart, "I feel very sad."

"How do you think I should settle this account with you?"

Qiao Shuqie turned pale with fear, his whole body trembling. "The Qiao family is willing to give you one-third of this year's income. No, not one-third, half. Mr. Huo, please, let me go."

Hong Kong Qiao is a listed company, and half of its profits is an astronomical amount.

But to Huo Chuyan, this money was just a string of insignificant numbers.

"It seems you still don't understand."

Huo Chuyan said coldly: "I'm not asking how you want to compensate, but where to start next."

Qiao Shuqi's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and he was unable to speak.

Huo Chuyan slowly stood up, his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to see through everything Qiao Shu had done.

"I've had people count the number of people who have hacked my car, and there have been 21 cuts."

A suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air. Huo Chuyan glanced at Qiao Shuqie and said slowly, "People are different from cars. Don't worry, as long as you have twenty pieces of meat on your body, it will be enough."

There was a hint of chill in Huo Chuyan's voice, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "You look good. I believe you can hold on."

Baogui was already disinfecting the surgical knife. The Swiss Army knife gleamed under the light, emitting a cold glow that was chilling.

Huo Chuyan rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "This is a personal grudge between us. I want to solve it myself, and no one can stop me."