Chapter 388: The truth is not far away (4)

He just grabbed her by the hair and tortured fiercely, treating her as a dog.
Rong Lei sneered, "Mrs. Tang, how does it feel to be treated as a beast?"
Zhao Ke's head hit the wall one after another, and his face quickly broke.
Her body was also painful. She was in pain and refused to look at the camera, but when she refused, Rong Lei hit her severely, pulling her hair and slamming against the wall, "I told you not to look, let You don’t watch."
He almost abused her frantically, and Zhao Ke's face soon became bruised and swollen, as did his body.
Her face was red and swollen, and she closed her eyes and forced her to face the camera, allowing thousands of people online to appreciate it-this is a video room for making friends in the same city!
Zhao Ke knew that she was over, even if Tang Zhiyuan would not divorce her, she would have no place to stand.
At this moment, she seemed to have gone back to the past, as if she had returned to the girlhood. She was forced by her stepfather when she was just over a decade old. She cried and cried that the beast did not let her go.
Her eyes were swollen as if there was only a seam left, and she looked at the camera stupidly like this.
Suddenly, Zhao Ke was stunned.
Rong Lei used to be not this mobile phone, or she saw him a few days ago, he didn't use this.
A crazy idea was concocted in my heart.
Those photos on the Internet were not made by Rong Lei, but by others!
So, is there anything else on his phone?
He threatened her last time and asked her to give him money, otherwise he would leak out the recordings of their conversation about killing Pei Qiqi.
Of course she knew that he was afraid, because he was looking for people!
Zhao Ke clenched his teeth, his whole body was cold, and there was a feeling of going away.
Perhaps, what happened today was a conspiracy... She was caught in a trap.
No, she can't let Rong Lei leave. If he leaves, as long as he finds him, he will definitely confess himself.
As long as Rong Lei is dead, even a recording can't do much.
In Zhao Ke's eyes, there was a touch of coldness...
The man behind, overlapped with her ugly stepfather.
Her once glamorous face is now swollen like a meat bun, she raised her face, and there was a touch of insidiousness in her eyes.
These, the men who trampled her on, all have to die...
The old thing before, and so is Rong Lei—
Finally, Rong Lei let go of her.
Zhao Ke's legs were soft and slipped to the ground, the whole person was in a mess, and there was no place in his body to see.
Rong Lei closed the zipper, looked at her coldly, and kicked her again, "It's an old woman like you, I want to go, it depends on my mood, I can't be interested in a bad mood."
He bent over and picked up her small bag, took away tens of thousands of dollars from it, and threw the bag on her face, "I didn't look in the mirror to see myself. I thought I was an eighteen-year-old girl. ."
He turned off the live broadcast of the mobile phone, put the mobile phone in his pocket, went to the bathroom to wash again, and planned to leave in a while.
When he entered the bathroom, Zhao Ke slowly got up from the ground.
She stretched out her hand to close her hair, and walked to the coffee table with a fruit knife on it, very delicate.
She took it up and hid it on herself.
Rong Lei came out, watched Zhao Ke get up, froze for a moment, and then sneered, "Not enough? Bring the money, I will satisfy you again."
Zhao Ke smiled at him, but she was no longer an eye-catching Zhao Ke at this time, her facial features were swollen and deformed.