"I heard that your father died under his favorite gun. The bullet passed through his forehead and blood flowed all over his face..."

Fu Siyu smiled and described the bloody picture to Carl.

Carl, who had never responded, finally had a trace of pain on his numb face after hearing this. His body couldn't stop shaking. He raised his hand to cover his ears and didn't let himself hear Fu Siyu's vicious words.

But the more he covered, the clearer Fu Siyu's voice became.

"You know what? Your mother... "

"Shut up and stop talking! Stop it! " Carl suddenly rushed at Fu Siyu angrily like an enraged Beast.

But he didn't eat for a few days, and the chains on the wall locked his limbs, and he finally fell to the ground.

"So is your mother. She didn't expect to die in the hands of the people she hated and despised most..."

Fu Siyu's voice did not stop because of Carl's fall.

"Stop it! Stop... Please stop! "

Carl lay on the ground with his messy hair covering his face. He couldn't see his expression at this time. He could only hear his painful plea for mercy with a trill.

Fu Siyu looked down, put his eyes on Carl, and then pushed the plate in front of Carl with his feet.

"If the food doesn't move at night, I'll come back and continue to tell you a story until you become good."

After leaving such a sentence, Fu Siyu turned and left the room.

"Ah!!!"

When the door closed, Carl let out a wild animal like roar, despair, pain, helplessness, and deep hatred

Fu Siyu stood outside the corridor, listening to Carl's painful voice, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, then opened it and lit a cigarette for himself.

The boredom in his heart seemed to slow down a lot with the puff of smoke. Leaning his body against the wall, Fu Siyu glanced at the closed door, and a touch of complexity flashed from his eyes.

Hate it!

Hate it!

Only in this way can we have the power to live!

……

It was just dark, and the men in black stationed at spack castle took turns to eat.

At this stall, in the corner where everyone didn't notice, a thin black figure perfectly avoided everyone's sight and sneaked into the castle.

"Ka!"

When the door was pushed open, Carl's body trembled. He knew it was the dinner delivery man.

There was another "click" of closing the door, and someone closed the door.

If it is the person who delivers the dinner, he usually puts the dinner, then goes out and closes the door, and this situation can only be said to be others.

Carl didn't look up. He stepped his face into his knees. How did Fu Siyu want to torture him?

"Carl!"

There was a dead silence, and an empty young voice sounded over Carl's head.

Carl was shocked and looked up in disbelief. His eyes instantly turned to Xiao Jiu's dark eyes.

When the tip of the nose was sour, tears fell down in an instant.

"Little... Nine!"

His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear what he was saying. He could only see his tears and dry lips trembling.

There was no expression on Xiao Jiu's face. Except for emptiness, he was numb. There was no life in his dark eyes. He put the pistol on the silencer and shot to break the shackle lock on Carl's wrist.

"Clean up yourself and I'll find a secret way."

Xiao Jiu threw the package on his back in front of Carl, and then began to look for the mechanism in the room.