Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 170 Who do you think I am?

Lin Zhiyi looked at Mark approaching, struggled to fall off the chair, but her body did not move at all.

Mark stopped in front of her slowly, squatted down, and reached out to touch her face and back.

"It's such a perfect piece of skin. No wonder your price is so much higher than others. Don't worry, I will be careful."

Skin?

Lin Zhiyi was startled, and opened his mouth with difficulty, stammering: "What, what skin? What price, price... price."

After saying this, she seemed to have used up all her strength and instantly fell limply to the ground, unable to move.

After hearing her words, Mark seemed to think of something exciting, and his hands twisted uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he leaned close to Lin Zhiyi, smiling drunkenly.

"You were sold."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi was shocked, but still wanted to save herself, gritting her teeth and struggling.

"No! No! Stop it! You'll leave bruises! It'll ruin the beauty!"

As he said this, he stepped on Lin Zhiyi's struggling fingers.

Lin Zhiyi felt excruciating pain, but didn't have the strength to scream out.

Finally, she was picked up by Mark and placed on the long table.

Then he pulled out a special red rope and tied her up on the table with her hands behind her back.

After everything is ready.

Mark poured a glass of wine, shook the glass gently, and looked down at Lin Zhiyi's whole body.

"You are so beautiful. Don't worry, you have taken the medicine, so you won't feel any pain. Instead, you will feel very comfortable and enjoy the process. You should thank me for collecting your beauty."

He spoke in a rhythmic manner, then threw a pill into his wine glass.

Nourishes...

The tablets dissolve in water.

Mark tilted his head back and drank it, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only madness and restlessness in them.

He put on his protective suit while humming a song, his fingertips slid over the bag, and he picked out a sharp scalpel from a variety of knives.

Lin Zhiyi was lying on the table with her limbs tied to the corners. She didn't even have the strength to struggle.

She could only watch as Mark put the knife to her cheek. He laughed softly, "Shh, don't be afraid, my muse."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi felt a chill.

Now I understand that this is where he gets his inspiration.

No wonder I’ve never heard of him publicly announcing his girlfriend. I thought he valued her, but I didn’t expect that the so-called muse was just a one-time thing!

The cold knife slid down her face little by little, and finally stopped at the back of her neck.

Hissed.

Her shirt was slit across her back.

Mark's hand slid along the skin of Lin Zhiyi's back, and he sighed.

"You will become my most satisfying work."

"Let's take our time...you're going to like it."

When the blade landed on Lin Zhiyi's back, her body began to tremble violently. In addition to fear, it seemed as if something terrible was about to come out from the deepest part of her heart.

Lin Zhiyi's brain seemed to be electrocuted, and some sounds that did not belong to the present began to become clearer and clearer.

"Is it my turn?"

"Ah! So much blood..."

Head hurts!

She didn’t know if it was because of the drugs, but she felt that the excitement in her body was being replaced by great pain, but she didn’t know why she was in pain.

But the tears couldn't be controlled and fell down, and the table top was already wet.

Her body seemed to be controlled by another self. She gave up struggling and her eyes were open empty.

In a daze, she seemed to see the door being pushed open forcefully.

The figure in my mind overlaps with the figure approaching.

Before she could see clearly, a coat fell on her, covering her body and eyes.

Through the coat, Lin Zhiyi heard the sound of punches hitting flesh and the sound of bones twisting.

With a ding, the scalpel fell to the ground.

Mark fell to the ground before he could even make a sound.

Lin Zhiyi's limbs were loosened and his limp body was carried horizontally by someone.

When she turned around, the coat covering her face slipped off and she saw clearly the man holding her.

Palace sinking.

He was just like the figure in his mind, his face was cold and bloodless, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Lin Zhiyi slowly raised her hand and touched his face, and unconsciously said: "You came to save me..."

Before she could finish her words, her hand slipped heavily and she fainted.

Gong Chen felt a chill in his heart, and he looked at Mark on the ground with sinister eyes.

"Chen Jin."

"Yes."

Chen Jin was frightened by his murderous aura. His body froze for a moment before he quickly stepped forward, twisted Mark's broken arm, and smashed him on the table.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhiyi felt a pain in her arm. She opened her eyes and saw a stranger giving her an injection. The medicine in the syringe was pushed into her body little by little.

She struggled in panic, and the man holding her from behind grabbed her arm.

"Let me go! Don't touch me!" Lin Zhiyi spoke weakly.

The person behind her hugged her tighter, his hot breath sprayed on her face, and whispered, "It's me."

It’s Gong Chen.

Lin Zhiyi paused, but still resisted being touched by others, muttering: "Don't, don't touch me..."

Gong Chen frowned and lowered his voice a little: "You were fed illegal drugs. The potion in this injection can neutralize the drugs and prevent you from becoming addicted."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi's mind grasped a trace of clarity, and thinking of what Mark had done, her body trembled uncontrollably.

Gong Chen seemed to sense her fear, hugged her tightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay."

The man opposite immediately put away the needle and medicine: "Third Master, the injection is finished."

Gong Chen said coldly: "Destroy it."

The man nodded and quickly disappeared through the door.

The cold potion flowed in Lin Zhiyi's blood vessels, but she did not feel comfortable. Instead, her body felt as if it was being gnawed.

"It hurts so much...please let me go..."

"You need to adapt and bear with it." Gong Chen grabbed her resisting wrist.

Lin Zhiyi's wrists had been tied by Mark, and the horrible scars had not yet disappeared when she was suddenly grabbed again, causing her to gasp in pain.

The physical discomfort made the grievances that were suppressed in her heart surge.

Her voice choked: "Don't bother with it! Go away! Why did you save me? I have nothing left for you to use!"

"Stop it." Gong Chen said coldly, and after noticing the scar on her wrist, he loosened his grip slightly.

Making trouble?

Lin Zhiyi actually hoped that she could make a fuss.

But she didn't even have the qualifications to make a fuss.

Perhaps the medicine took effect, she regained some strength and pushed Gong Chen away.

"So what? Who are you to me? Why do you control me? You are always like this. Why are you always like this?"

She couldn't explain why it felt like this, but she felt aggrieved and uncomfortable.

After raising her voice, her brain felt a little short of oxygen and her body staggered towards the door.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind and Lin Zhiyi was rudely pulled back.

The man bit her lips madly, violently and violently, with gloom and displeasure in his eyes.

After a few seconds, their lips touched, and the man's dark eyes stared at her, and he spoke with gritted teeth.

"Who am I to you?"