Late at night, the white moonlight shone through the glass of the window, and the starlight shone on the man's refined face.

It should have been a time for them to fall asleep, but instead they gazed at each other, their minds heavy with unspoken thoughts.

The events of the day had truly caught them off guard. They never imagined that Colonel Shen was alive and had even become someone's wife.

Good heavens, this is no joke.

Shiyi, is it really you?

After so long, we finally met again. I thought we would never see each other again in this life, but perhaps it was all destined in the dark.

On the other side, unable to sleep were Mrs. Lake and Yao'er.

So much has happened lately that I can't quite process it all at once; I need to digest it slowly.

I should have guessed it long ago, but guessing is one thing, and the fact is another.

I sighed silently, lay down, and slept until dawn.

The villa's servants got up early to clean, and it was another sunny day. The lady lay peacefully in bed with her eyes closed.

Early in the morning, Fei Ge began to give instructions to Yi Mo and the other two.

In the early morning, Lake left the villa with several people.

The departing Mercedes left behind a trail of dust that flew everywhere.

The lady, who had just come down the stairs, encountered Lianrong coming up. Sensing the unfriendly gaze from the newcomer, she smiled calmly.

Lianrong bowed respectfully and left. The breakfast prepared was very lavish. The lady ate several bowls of rice and then lay on the sofa watching a soap opera.

But he couldn't concentrate on a single word, all thanks to the ambiguous glances the servants gave him after the meal. It was obvious they were thinking the wrong thing.

It must be because of her and someone yesterday, that...

I've been living in the villa for a while now, but I haven't stepped outside even once. It's really frustrating.

Never mind, let me just browse the news.

It seems that a few apps have become popular in China recently, and she's been scrolling through the news with great interest.

In recent years, the country has developed rapidly in terms of economy, science and technology, etc. There are many apps like this one called "Quick Headlines" that are about military affairs, so she can browse them at will.

Somewhere in Myanmar, Fei Ge glared fiercely inside, a wicked smile creeping across his face as he left.

Along the way, Lake closed his eyes for a short rest, and the whole space was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

"Sir, shall we return to the villa or..."

"Need not!"

The group went to a sparsely populated street, and at the far end was a vast, empty ruin.

No one could tell that there was a secret passage below, leading to a pitch-black chamber. If an ordinary person accidentally entered, they would likely die from the stench or suffocation; describing it as hell on earth would not be an exaggeration.

The group carefully opened the iron gate, and somehow the entire space was illuminated.

The dark, sealed room was now only slightly brighter with the lights on.

Yi Mo, Yi Tian, ​​Yi Cheng, and a few others followed closely behind like bodyguards, stealing moments to observe every corner out of the corner of their eyes.

All the prisoners came from different countries and races, and most of them were covered in wounds.

Some people's facial features were barely visible, which gives you an idea of ​​the torment and humiliation they had suffered.

In front of a series of iron gates, several pairs of feet were close to the ground.

"How is he?"

“Sir, it’s been half a year, and we still haven’t been able to get him to talk. He’s tough as nails.”

No matter what methods they used, the man inside stubbornly refused to give in; he truly lived up to his reputation as a Chinese soldier.

Upon seeing their strikingly similar Eastern faces, the group formed an idea.

You can't get them to talk, is that it?

"Increase directly, and repeat in cycles."

One day of suffering, one day of peace, then another day of suffering—this cycle is what makes life interesting.

The lady took a nap and didn't even know when they returned.

Opening his sleepy eyes, his groggy expression followed by the face so close to his, he was so frightened that he threw a punch.

The screams coming from upstairs startled the people downstairs.

Without thinking, they kicked open the door, only to be stunned by what they saw.

The woman on the bed was pushed down by the man, and she seemed to be struggling.

The two were stunned by the sudden intruder and stood there for a moment. The lady blushed and lowered her head.

The man was annoyed that someone had barged in and disturbed his enjoyment, so he scolded the people.

Damn it, this was definitely the most embarrassing moment of her life, and it happened in front of her comrades.

Oh my god, may lightning strike her dead.

The two, Ichita and Issei, who had stepped back, looked at someone with perfect understanding, their calm eyes revealing no superfluous emotions.

The two of them quietly moved away from him to avoid harming innocent bystanders.

Everything returned to normal, except for a hint of ambiguity in the air, which made the woman almost furious.

The man chuckled softly, a chuckle that captivated all who beheld him, radiating an aura of masculinity.

"So you wanted me to dominate you? You could have just told your husband. Why did you have to make such a big fuss and attract them all here? Could it be that you, my lady, want to put on a live sex show in front of the servants?"

Hahaha, he finds her so cute.

Ugh, you stinky man, you deadbeat, you shameless bastard!

"Pah! Have you no shame?"

Dude, where's your face?

Lake couldn't stop laughing. Looking at his outrageously handsome face, he just couldn't stand it.

The attack failed, and they were taken advantage of instead. Is there no justice in this world?

"Men, what's the point of saving face in front of your own women? That's all for outsiders."

He gently pinched the woman's delicate cheek and kissed her.

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