"You let someone destroy Sweetheart's face? So... now I will destroy your face!"

Li Qingcang's habit is to carry a small knife with him. He slowly squatted down and pushed the cold knife tip against Ye Youran's face.

"You can't kill people, you may not know, I have always been a law-abiding citizen."

The knife in Li Qingcang's hand slashed Ye Youran's face while speaking.

The sound when the tip of a knife cuts through the skin is like the sound of the tip of a knife across the cloth.

The voice is so clear.

Ye Youran's whole person was trembling. She didn't expect that, when Li Qingcang said to move the knife, she moved the knife.

"You have the ability, you killed me!"

Li Qingcang sneered, "Ye Youran, you probably don't know that death is an easy thing in this world, it's a hundred."

"You want to torture me?"

Ye Youran's face was full of blood, and she could smell the sweet smell of her own blood.

Her eyes also became red.

She was trampled on the ground. She only hated herself and did not personally throw sulfuric acid. If she went personally, she would not make such a mistake.

"I tell you, if you don't kill me, then one day, I will kill Ye Tianxin, and I will make her worse than dead."

The knife in Li Qingcang's hand was another knife, and Ye Youran felt that both sides of his face had a knife horizontally.

"You have no chance."

Li Qingcang stood up, he looked at the blood on the tip of the knife, it was really dirty blood.

His parents, for the sake of money, gave Sweetheart a childhood without parents.

And this girl wanted to set her on fire because her test scores were not as good as her sweetheart.

People in their family are so vicious in their minds.

To deal with such wicked people is to be even worse than them.

"what do you want to do?"

Ye Youran looked at Jingchen in horror, who had taken a packet of salt in Jingchen's hand from nowhere.

All the salt in Jingchen's hand was poured on the wound on Ye Youran's face.

pain.

The wound on his face felt painful when it touched the salt.

Ye Youran called out painfully.

Li Qingcang put his index finger between his lips, and his cold voice sounded in the silent apartment.

"Be quiet, if it's too loud, I will cut off your tongue!"

In the detention center, Ye Youran followed an older sister. She thought that this was the so-called quagmire, and she also learned these methods from that older sister.

After the eldest sister came out, she trusted her relationship and released her on bail.

She thought that she had regained her freedom and could do whatever she wanted.

Who knows, her little trick is like a pediatric game in front of the battle-tested Li Qingcang.

Ye Youran's eyes were filled with tears of despair, and she felt her face swollen more like a pig's head.

She struggled to get up from the ground, and whimpered in her mouth, "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, please, let me go."

"It's too late!"

Li Qingcang glanced at Jingchen, Jingchen understood, and threw Ye Youran directly onto the floor of the bathroom.

Ye Youran fell to the floor, and she watched Jingchen squatting in front of her.

"Ye Youran, you have failed both missions. Do you think you are still worthy of use? We won't do anything to you, but they will make you worse off. If you don't believe me, you try."

After Jingchen glanced around the apartment, he and Li Qingcang left the apartment.

Shortly after they left the apartment, a man entered the apartment with a huge suitcase.

He put Ye Youran in the apartment into the suitcase, and then calmly pulled the suitcase to leave.

The whole process was simple and neat, without any muddle-headedness.