Chapter 742 You Have No Right to Make Demands on Me_1

Having taken a two-hour flight to C City, Qin Lang had already reached the basement.

After enduring such inhuman torture for a long time, Qin Cheng and Qian Yiru had lost a significant amount of weight, their mental states seriously collapsing.

Upon seeing Qin Lang, Qin Cheng kept pleading: "I'll tell... I'll tell... you have to let us go... After I've spoken, you... you have to let us go."

"Speak first, and I'll decide whether the clues you provide are valuable or not. If what you say pleases me, all will be well. If it doesn't, or if it's something I already know, then prepare yourselves for a fate worse than death! It won't be as simple as before..."

Without Qin Lang saying anything, someone already brought a stool for him.

Seating indecently cross-legged, a cigarette was sandwiched between the index and middle finger of Qin Lang, who was smoking elegantly and leisurely...

He seemed in no rush, but only Qin Lang knew how impatient he was inside.