Strongest Guard

Helan Xiaoxin's hand stopped. She looked into Yue Zitong's eyes and her smile slowly disappeared.    

    

"What? You don't want to marry me?"    

    

Yue Zitong's hand pinched her body heavily.    

    

Caught off guard, Helan Xiaoxin cried out in pain and hurriedly pushed her away, retreating backwards.    

    

In terms of IQ, Sister Xin thought she could defeat eight Yue Zitong.    

    

However, even if they did make a move, the eight Helan Xiaoxin's would still not be a match for the NSA.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin would only go against Yue Zitong if she was a fool, since she was not restricted by any outsiders.    

    

It was impossible for him to not use his full strength.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin sensed that something was wrong, so she turned around and was about to run for the door when she felt her feet tripping and her body flying up into the air.    

    

Yue Zitong lowered her body and hooked her right foot.    

    

In the midst of her screams, she could only watch as she fell to the floor.    

    

Fortunately, there was a thick red carpet on the floor of the conference room where the high-ranking prison leaders met.    

    

Therefore, even if Sister Xin fell to the ground like a dog eating shit, it wouldn't hurt that much.    

    

With her chin on the ground, she didn't even dare to look back as she frantically tried to get up with her hands on the ground.    

    

A foot stepped on her back in time.    

    

Luckily, Yue Zitong had a little bit of conscience. Before she stepped on Sister Xin, she had already thrown off her high heels and only used her delicate feet to step on her.    

    

Otherwise, if she stomped heavily on Sister Xin's back, her heels, which were not much thicker than the awl, would definitely be injured.    

    

"Yue Zitong, are you f * cking crazy? "Let go, let go of me!"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin was a ruthless person who dared to use a knife to kill people right after she had been imprisoned. She had even practiced Taekwondo for a few years.    

    

However, her ruthlessness and flowery skills were unbeatable to ordinary women.    

    

However, compared to Yue Zitong, who was born into the National Security Agency, even though her aunt had been muddling her way through life for six years, she still had more than enough close combat skills to completely destroy Hera.    

    

"Release you? "Heh, heh heh, beauty, after provoking the flames of desire in my heart, you want to just run away? How could it be so easy?"    

    

While Yue Zitong was sneering, Lee Nanfang's image appeared in her mind.    

    

She was thinking about what he would do if she was Lee Nanfang.    

    

At this moment, Lee Nanfang possessed.    

    

Ignoring Helan Xiaoxin's struggles, curses, and evil smiles, Yue Zitong bent down and grabbed her hair, pulling her up from the ground. Before she could react, she raised her right knee and viciously pressed it against her stomach.    

    

Beating someone up was also a form of skill. It was just as the commoners often said, they would beat him up or beat him up.    

    

This meant that those who knew how to fight would only feel pain after a fierce beating, but there would be no life-threatening accidents.    

    

He doesn't know how to hit people. He just threw a punch at them. F * ck, they're all dead now. Hurry up and run away.    

    

Without a doubt, Yue Zitong, who had been in the National Security Agency for six years, knew how to beat people up.    

    

Therefore, even though her knee hit Sister Xin, who couldn't even scream, she clutched her stomach and fell to the ground with a pale face. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth was wide open, looking as painful as a dead fish's.    

    

After receiving such a heavy blow, Helan Xiaoxin only felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and her vision turned black. She wanted to vomit but was unable to do so. She could only wait for the pain to end, drenched in cold sweat.    

    

The pain finally began to subside, as if a century had passed.    

    

Then, she felt her body turn cold, as if she were naked.    

    

F * ck, I really wasn't wearing any clothes.    

    

When Sister Xin finally came to her senses, she found that she was like a big white fish being pushed onto the conference table by Yue Zitong.    

    

Yue Zitong's face was filled with an evil smile, as if she had been possessed by a demon. Her left hand locked onto her neck, slightly exerting her strength to prevent herself from struggling. In her right hand was an electric baton, swiping it in front of her eyes.    

    

Ai, these bastards in the prison hanging this thing in the meeting room, they are definitely sick.    

    

Dig in the trough. What are you doing here?    

    

Was he going to use a stick to deal with her?    

    

The most important thing was that the demon had also turned on the baton's switch!    

    

Crack * * Crack * The blue lightning arced across the tip of the rod.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin almost fainted from fright.    

    

"Yue, Yue Zitong, are you crazy?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin struggled and screamed, "Come on, come on!"    

    

This is a prison.    

    

In addition to the prisoners in the prison, there were also batons that could fire and guards that could prevent criminal acts.    

    

According to the necessary procedure in the prison the prisoners would wait outside the door to prevent accidents even if it was not convenient to monitor the scene.    

    

That was why Helan Xiaoxin screamed with all her might, hoping that the prison guard outside would rush in quickly and drag Yue Zitong, who had turned into a demon all of a sudden, out.    

    

However, what made Sister Xin despair was that even after more than ten screams, there was no sound coming from the other side of the door.    

    

Yue Zitong even deliberately loosened her grip on her neck so that she could scream for help.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin kept her mouth shut after the eighteenth time she shouted for help, but no one showed up.    

    

She suddenly thought of a classic line: "Shout, scream. Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will come to save you."    

    

"Keep shouting, keep shouting!" Why didn't you shout anymore? "    

    

Yue Zitong sneered. She slowly placed the electric baton on her body and pressed the button.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Miserable screams instantly erupted as the glass windows of the room began to vibrate noisily.    

    

The door was dead silent.    

    

If a high voltage electric rod heavily stabbed into a person's body to discharge electricity, the person who was electrocuted would roll his eyes and pass out while trembling.    

    

Of course, the lethality of this item was far from enough to make Sister Xin roll her eyes and faint, yet it could let her experience the pain of being electrocuted to the greatest extent.    

    

This taste, it was really f * cking hard to learn.    

    

"Shout, shout again." "Sister Xin, I suddenly enjoyed your shout very much. It's so beautiful, I can't help but listen to it again."    

    

Yue Zitong put the electric baton on her right hand and pressed the switch again.    

    

After that, there was another round of miserable screams.    

    

As if it were true — no, really enjoyed the screams when Helan Xiaoxin was being tortured. Yue Zitong nodded to the left, to the right, to the right, to the left, and so on.    

    

He had finally vented the anger that he had felt at first, that he had been forced by her to be humiliated by her.    

    

"No, don't call me again. "Zitong, I beg you, stop torturing me. I'm going to die!"    

    

Seeing Yue Zitong point it out again, Helan Xiaoxin begged with a hoarse voice. When she said the last three words, the meeting room smelled like urine.    

    

Luckily, Yue Zitong was able to dodge the attack in time. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to wear this set of clothes.    

    

The electric baton torments a person to the point of incontinence, simply do not be too simple.    

    

"Trash."    

    

Yue Zitong cursed in disdain and passed the electric baton to her left hand.    

    

Grabbing Helan Xiaoxin's hair with her right hand, she forcefully dragged the muddy woman off the table, throwing her onto the sofa like she was throwing a sack.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin, who had been tortured to the point of collapse, immediately curled up her body, tore off the sand cover, and started crying in grief.    

    

She was truly afraid of being tortured.    

    

When she was playing with flowers, although Yue Zitong's methods were a bit dirty, he never made her suffer so much.    

    

Was it human work to electrify her to incontinence?    

    

Yue Zitong, on the other hand, looked refreshed. When she sat on the sofa, she crossed her legs gracefully.    

    

He lit another cigarette and held it between his peach-colored nail polish stained fingers, letting out a long and leisurely breath of smoke. Not only was it cool, it was also very handsome.    

    

Sister Xin was tortured to the point of crying out to the world. However, the fact that none of the prison guards had shown their faces, as if they had died, clearly reminded her that no matter how much Yue Zitong tortured her, no one would care.    

    

"She must have made arrangements."    

    

Helan Xiaoxin, who was crying so much that her whole body was shaking, thought to herself.    

    

"Don't cry. You're such a big person, yet you're crying like a child. Don't you feel ashamed? "    

    

Yue Zitong said indifferently. Her tilted right foot loosened and the stiletto shoes fell off from her delicate feet. However, they were caught by the tip of her foot and moved back and forth in the air.    

    

What is so embarrassing about it?    

    

Are you f * cking not in pain?    

    

Do you want me to call you with a stick?    

    

Helan Xiaoxin felt wronged as she thought this. Not only did her tears not stop, they flowed even faster.    

    

Yue Zitong's eyebrows creased slightly. She picked up the electric baton and pressed the switch.    

    

Crackle, crackle!    

    

Helan Xiaoxin's sobs immediately stopped.    

    

"Get up and put on your clothes. I have something to say to you."    

    

Only then did Yue Zitong feel a little satisfied, and she kept pressing the electric baton, "Don't try to resist. "Helan Xiaoxin, you have to understand one thing. You are no longer the Amon from before."    

    

It was no longer Amon's original intention. It was to say that Amon had once been an unlearned and unskilled wanderer. Now, he had become an incredible person.    

    

This sentence, when applied to Sister Xin, was completely unrealistic.    

    

Yue Zitong was using this to ridicule her. Currently, she was no match for the chicken's depilated phoenix.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin acknowledged it.    

    

There was no other way, no?    

    

After all, she had already been swept out of the room by the Helan Family, and was no longer the arrogant Miss He Lan.    

    

The prison guards did not dare to provoke her. It was due to some special reasons, but they did not bother with her, or it could be said that they did not dare to interfere at all.    

    

She might even be praying for Yue Zitong to torture her to death.    

    

Thinking back to the crimes she had committed against Yue Zitong in the past, Sister Xin felt a little better. Gritting her teeth, she quickly put on her clothes and walked into the bathroom.    

    

She hoped there was a five-four pistol the prison leadership had forgotten in the washroom — a pity, no.    

    

Without a gun to bolster her courage, Helan Xiaoxin would never be so stupid as to take a stick and fight that bitch to the death.    

    

"Why would there be someone with Supreme Security Office following behind her? "During my time in prison, what kind of dog shit luck did she get Jinghong Ming to curry favor with her?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin tossed the towel into the wastebasket at her feet. She looked at the young woman in the mirror, whose eyes were red and swollen like a flower. She finally thought of the key point that she should've thought of long ago.