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Chapter 1147 Photos in the Album

It was still night, and the thunder outside the window was roaring. The window was not closed, and the wind swayed and creaked. The curtains were dancing, and the rain almost drifted into the room. There was no light in the room, and there was only a girl sitting bored on the wooden table in the room, with her legs hanging down, holding her mobile phone in her hand, deciphering the password of the mobile phone, and quickly opened the album of the mobile phone and other content, as if she was looking with relish, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

The room was extremely dark, and occasionally the thunder in the sky could brighten the room. I saw a girl sitting on the wooden table, wearing thin clothes, but wearing a red windbreaker and jacket outside. As the wind blew, the black boots on her feet gently kicked the wooden table under her, making a sound.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The sound echoed indoors. At the window, there was a chair, and a golden foreign woman was helping her. She seemed to be unconscious, with her eyes closed, a red blood scab on her forehead, and her face was scary. Maybe she heard the sound, or something else. She trembled her eyes and finally woke up. She opened her eyes to see everything in front of her. The first moment was blindfolded.

"Who are you? Do you know the consequences of offending me? I will make you die miserably!"

Gina's head ached faintly and she shouted loudly to cover up her panic. She didn't know who the girl who suddenly appeared was, like a ghost, ignoring the surveillance system and protection system of her villa. She would call the police automatically if a stranger broke in, but the person in front of her appeared quietly in her villa.

Yan Bai probably heard what Gina said, turned her head slightly, raised the corners of her lips, and her smile became more pure. She blinked her eyes, jumped down from the wooden table lightly, and walked to Gina. Her apricot eyes were as clear as water, with the purest malice, she raised the cell phone in her hand and spoke to Gina.

"Tell me, what is this?"

Yan Bai's voice was soft and glutinous, but when she stopped in her ears, she felt cold. This malicious chill was soaked in the internal organs, which made Gina in front of her stiff. She stared at Yan Bai in front of her and the mobile phone in Yan Bai's hand.

This phone is Gina's, and the interface of the phone is a photo from a private album.

The person in the photo is Bai Mo, the weaker Bai Mo, who is only about seven or eight years old. He is pitiful and thin, with short and soft black hanging on his forehead. His amber eyes are confused, despair and fear. A shackle is hung around his neck, like a product sold back, and the shackles and ropes on his neck are held in his hands by the person taking the photo.

The background of the photo is a street, a street full of all kinds of people. Many people in the background pick up the things in their hands and throw them towards Bai Mo, as if mocking, as if they think they are fun, noisy and lively. Everyone is very happy, except for one person.

"Hey, tell me, what is this?" Yan Bai spoke again and repeated the previous sentence. She seemed to feel that Gina would not answer honestly, and she was not in a hurry. A sharp broken blade was turning in her hand. Her eyes were focused and serious, and her hands were as steady as a machine.

Crash.

The arteries on Gina's arm were cut open, and blood surged like a spring.

"Tell me." Yan Bai spoke again.

Otherwise, you will die.

Death that cannot be a good death.
Chapter completed!
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