The almost insane laughter echoed in the depressing basement, strange and arrogant, as if it came from the depths of purgatory, making people's scalps tingle.
Max, sweating all over from the severe pain, stared at her without blinking.
The little girl who was once as skinny and pitiful as a cat eventually became a vicious and terrifying tyrant.
He followed her bony hand, stained with his blood, to look at the screen.
Then the dead members of the An family flashed before his eyes one by one.
An Xuanyue, An Qian, An Youcheng, Wang Xinglin, Wang Tiantian, An Youxuan, An Zhixue, Qian Meng, Mrs. An, An Baoshan, Gu Yuqing, and Wang Fan.
A family of three generations, a total of 15 people, 12 of whom died.
Looking at the photos, Max suddenly smiled, as if he had forgotten the severe pain in his body, "No, you didn't kill them all."
There was also An Ning, who was saved by him personally.
Tang Xili is much more ruthless than him. She will do everything in one fell swoop and will never fester and cause trouble for herself.
He was determined to leave her with trouble and make her look for it all over the world.
Looking at his slightly smug look, Tang Xili raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
The next moment, a video started playing on the screen.
The picture shows a training camp in Bloemfontein, South Africa. At 2 p.m. local time, An Ning, who was practicing shooting on the field, was hit by a missile and vaporized on the spot, leaving no body behind.
It is now 8:30 pm in Malaysia, and the time difference is six hours, which means that it happened half an hour ago.
Another one died.
The light in Max's eyes froze, and a fierce look flashed across them. Damn Xiao Jiang, he didn't tell her, how could she know?
On second thought, this traitor had been under his command for many years, so it was still possible for him to know something without anyone noticing.
When he gets out, kill her first.
But, can I still go out?
After finally falling into her hands, his fate might be even worse than that of the An family.
"Evelyn..." Max knew that he would die today, but he still wanted to fight for a chance of survival. His tone was pitiful and low.
"I've dedicated myself to training you and teaching you all sorts of skills. Are you really unwilling to even consider the slightest bit of the father-daughter relationship?"
As he spoke, his eyes reddened and tears rolled down his cheeks. "Evelyn, I'm your father. Do you remember where we went after that meal that day?"
"I went to the mall." Tang Xili looked indifferent, as if she was stating something irrelevant.
"You took me to the mall and bought me a bunch of beautiful clothes and shoes, as well as a lot of jewelry that little girls love. After we returned to the organization, you personally arranged accommodation for me..."
"Yes, Evelyn, look, I'm truly good to you. Even though you've taken everything from me, I've never complained in all these years. You're my daughter, and I owe you so much. Everything originally belonged to you..."
"No." Tang Xili refused to be PUA,
"I got those by my own ability. I was secretly lurking and planning every step of the way. What does it have to do with you?"
"You discovered that I had rebellious intentions and poisoned me to regain control of the knife. After discovering that I had quit drugs, you attempted to kill me several times while I was on missions."
After a pause, she said with sarcasm, "Max, maybe at the beginning, you did have a little bit of sympathy, but I won't change my original intention just because of this little bit of kindness."
"Max, stop trying to appeal to my humanity..." Tang Xili sighed and sneered, with such disdain and contempt, "I don't have that thing at all, and I don't have a father..."
After saying that, not wanting to dwell on those old memories, he returned to the high-backed sofa chair, and without washing his hands, he sat down on the sticky blood, propped up his head, and crossed his legs.
"Today is a star-studded day, a great day for a reunion..." She glanced lazily at Bella, "Bring them in."
Bella understood and turned to leave the basement.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps and the dragging of chains on the ground coming from the door.
Max looked in the direction of the sound and saw two hunched old men being brought up at the end of the dim light.
The two men looked haggard and blackened, like two old trees in their twilight years, with all their leaves fallen and their branches rotted, ready to fall down and be decomposed by the soil at any moment.
Max took several seconds to recognize them before he realized that they were An Minghe and An Minghui.
The two brothers were half-pushed to the basement. They looked around and their expressions were a little numb.
When he saw Tang Xili not far away, An Minghe narrowed his eyes, first in a trance, and then his eyes burst with resentment and hatred, "Tang, Xi, Li!"
I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime.
An Minghui, who was standing aside, had a dull expression and empty eyes. After a moment, he smiled, which was very abnormal.
After nearly three months of torture, he went crazy, but not completely crazy. Occasionally, when he was lucid, he would curse Tang Xili to go to hell.
Looking at the miserable appearance of the two, Tang Xili said with satisfaction, "Tsk!" and raised her chin, "Here, An Laogou, meet your brothers. After tonight, you will walk hand in hand to the underworld."
brother?
An Minghe's eyes dulled for a moment, then turned to look at the man who was tied tightly to the cross with a pool of blood at his feet.
The light in the basement was dim, and An Minghe could see the man's appearance clearly in the dim light.
He has fair skin, deep and three-dimensional features, and a high nose bridge. Although his face is as pale as paper and distorted at this moment, he can still be seen as a very handsome mixed-race man.
An Minghe stared at him for several seconds, then looked at Tang Xili and found that their eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar.
Suddenly, he knew who this was. This was Max Morgan, the old man's illegitimate son that Tang Xili had whispered to him before he was sent to India.
That is, the wild man who cheated on him on his wedding night.
That night, the old man saw that Tang Xiyun had been drugged, and he had left the An family. Adhering to the principle that they were all his sons and he could not let outsiders take advantage of them, he personally sent them to the bridal chamber.
Unexpectedly, in just one night, Tang Xiyun became pregnant with two children.
An Minghe was so angry that he vomited blood.
His stomach cancer is in the late stage. He has been vomiting blood every day these days and his end is near.
"Max Morgan..." An Minghe raised his chained hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly and mockingly, "Good thing she caught you too..."
Since his entire family's lives were threatened, how could this 'third brother' be spared?
"Tang Xili..." He stared at Max, but spoke to Tang Xili, "You brought me here, are you going to send me away?"
"That's right." Tang Xili said with a carefree expression, "I finally caught him. On such a happy day, how about I send you both off to heaven together?"
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