The men in black did not give the man a chance to catch his breath. Instead, they kept pouring the
buckets of water one after another. The man tried hard to hold out, but gradually he was unable to bear
it. Different from any other punishment directly imposed on human body, this one tormented not only
the body but also the will, as if you were drowning in the water, waiting for death slowly.
A variety of excruciating means to torture were applied to the man one after the other in front of his
fellows. They were originally willing to face death calmly, but seeing what was happening, fear
gradually grew in their eyes. They had received a lot of training for these kinds of situations, but they
had never seen a fellow struggling hopelessly on the edge of death like this. They were shocked by
such a scene, upon seeing which their decision to stand firm slowly faded away.
Without changing countenance, Brian looked at all this coldly. The man who had been tortured became
less stubborn and agreed to cooperate. However, Brian still did not say a word, which of course meant
that the men in black continued unless he ordered otherwise.
Aaron's eyes slightly twitched by accident while watching the scene before him. He had seen many
cruel and ruthless people, and he, himself, admittedly, was one of them. But he was afraid that there
might not be many people in the world who could keep calm while seeing people were tortured at the
gate of hell like this. Looking at Brian, he thought secretly, 'Some of FBI's means of torture which were
supposed to be confidential are known by some outsiders, but it seems that nobody could know more
of it than Brian. Is this man just the boss behind Grand Night Casino and Emp?'
"Please... I beg you... I...I...I... I'll tell you ..."
It sounded the man was at his last breath, gasping desperately, but his strong desire for survival was
apparent. What kind of torture was this? The man who had wished to die was now begging to live.
"Unfortunately, I'm not interested anymore." Brian said in a low voice. He stood up slowly and said,
"You've wasted too much of my time!"
He glanced around sneeringly with cold light flashing from his eyes. As he turned around, one of the
men in black opened the door for him. He strode out, followed by Aaron, without any hint of expression
on his face. These men were not valuable to them after all, so whatever happened to them, was not
something he would care about.
"How are you going to settle this incident?" asked Aaron.
Brian stopped his footsteps and looked ahead. The morning sun was bright and big in the sky,
providing a beautiful colorful dress for the clouds. The gorgeous color gave out a warm light, while his
heart was filled with coldness.
"The Long Family's position shouldn't be shaken by anyone." After saying that, Brian took a step and
left.
"Your highness!" Ken said to Aaron seeing Brian leaving, "Isn't Mr. Brian Long too dangerous?"
Aaron smiled while looking at the back of Brian which exuded arrogance, and said slowly, "Indeed, he
is a dangerous man and I can't help rejoicing that I'm his friend rather than his enemy." He looked back
at the torture room with a faint smile in his eyes. As far as he knew, only a few were able to pry into
these unknown means of torture from FBI, but XK was absolutely one of them. After all, Brian had
collected too much information in the past three days.
Turning his head, Aaron said plainly, "Arrange Mr. Brian Long's return flight to A City."
"Yes!" Ken answered immediately. Everything was arranged here while remedial measures were
executed for the amusement park. With the financial resources of Dragon Empire Group, together with
Brian Long's power and resources, the construction period would not be extended.
The airplane slid to the blue sky at the roar of the engine, leaving only a white line in people's sight.
With the captain's deep voice in their ears and the airline attendants' sweet smiles in their faces,
everything returned to peace as they left.
Brian hadn't slept for three consecutive days. He grabbed the opportunity to take a nap during the
flight. Molly couldn't help but look at him quietly on the side. As the sound of his constant breathing
came through, his thin lips were closed lightly, his firm handsome face turned soft, and his long and
narrow eyelids were covered by thick eyelashes. His face which looked unusually gentle now that he
was sleeping mesmerized Molly that made it difficult for her to take her eyes away from him.
Suddenly, Molly began to measure him with her eyes carefully. She always thought that Mark looked
like her very much. However, it was not until now when she looked at Brian carefully that she realized
that Mark looked quite like him too, not only because of the thick eyelashes but also because of the
resemblance of their faces. Mark was still a child now. Perhaps when he grew up, he would look like
more of his father than her.
While Molly was thinking all about these, Brian opened his eyes all of a sudden. Seeing that Brian
caught her staring at him, Molly was dumbstruck for a while, then she flushed. She pressed her lips
and faltered defensively, "I...I was just looking..."
Seeing that Molly wasn't able to finish her sentence, Brian's eyes turned soft then he asked, "Looking
at what?"
"..." Molly couldn't find an answer and became speechless. She looked at Brian in a somewhat
awkward manner and then sat up straight, "Nothing!"
Looking at how embarrassed she was, Brian wore a faint smile on his lips. He didn't try to tease her
with it though he wanted to, because he was afraid that she would turn embarrassment into anger.
"Miss Xia," a stewardess approached to them with a sapphire velvet box, "Miss Ximena Mo entrusted
me to pass this to you."
Though a bit confused, Molly took it and said, "Thank you." She looked at Brian and then at the box in
her hand. She opened it slowly and saw a hollowed mosaic gold bracelet mounted with crystal together
with a small card inside. Taking the card out, she put the box on her legs, before unfolding and reading
the card.
"Mol, This bracelet symbolizes blessing and bears my best wishes for you. I hope you will step forward
bravely and won't hold yourself back just because of the thought that you might get hurt. There are too
many memories and too many pains in this life, but if there is none, then how could our lives make any
sense?
Therefore, please don't give up on your pursuit while being immersed in the past, which would only
make you lose what is supposed to belong to you. At least once in our lives, we meet that someone
who will make us forget about ourselves, selflessly. What may happen in the future, without hoping that
you can be together, without expecting that he can be yours, and even without wishing for him to love
you back. What we want is only to meet him, to get hurt, to love him, to miss him, to be stupid, in the
best years of our lives... Best regards, Ximena"
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