Chapter: 1137
It was defined as a terrorist attack, even if Ye Yichen had nine heads, he could not escape the fate of being brutally sanctioned.
Three days later, the official announced that the instigators and perpetrators behind the terrorist incident had been captured and would be sentenced to death.
But Ye Yichen, who was supposed to be taken death measures, did not die, and the officials automatically handed him over to Qin Yue. After all, no matter how bad the impact of this incident was, it was not as great as Qin Yue's impact.
Shengtian's influence in the world is very large, even the government of the United States still has to give Qin Yue a three-pointer.
After a while, Qin Yue reached out to take the file. He opened it and saw that there were bloody photos in the folder.
After flipping through several photos in a row, the most impressive thing about each photo is blood, bright red blood, and incomplete people.
No, it wasn't a person anymore, at least not a whole person.
The most special one is Ye Yichen whose limbs have been cut off. He is lying on the ground, still wriggling as hard as he can.
The expression on his face looked very painful, and he looked like he wanted to hit his head to death immediately, but he didn't even have the ability to commit suicide.
Want to bang your head, no.
Because of the soft momentum surrounding him, he hit it with less force than he hit a piece of tofu.
He also thought about biting his tongue and committing suicide, that's even worse.
Ye Yichen's teeth were pulled out one by one, and there was not a single one left, so how could he kill himself by biting his tongue?
If he could, he really wanted to kill himself by biting his tongue with his gums.
After reading these, Qin Yue's face did not change at all, only his eyes flashed a dark light, which was like a bloodthirsty demon's light.
"He admitted that he sent someone to kill Mr. Xiao?" Qin Yue asked, his tone was still as indifferent and cold as usual, without too much emotion.
"Yes, he admitted it himself and confessed the facts of the crime. We have verified it, and it is indeed true." Liu Yong replied respectfully, his tone sounded calm, but his heart was trembling.
He has been by Qin Yue's side for more than ten years, and he has always thought that he still knows their president, but after this incident, he found that he has never known their president.
Their president always looks cold and indifferent to world affairs, but he uses torture methods, and he, who often handles things that can't be put on the surface for him, can only sigh himself.
"Let people take a good look at him. If he dies, you can decide what to do." After another long silence, Qin Yue gave another order.
"Yes." Liu Yong accepted the order immediately.
At this time, he also had to sigh, fortunately, he was only loyal to their CEO in his life, and never had any other wrong thoughts, otherwise Ye Yichen's fate might be his fate.
Thinking of Ye Yichen's fate, the words "life is better than death" are not enough to describe Ye Yichen's tragic situation, but he can only say that he can't survive, he can't survive.
No matter how many years Ye Yichen can live in the second half of his life, he no longer has the ability to speak or act.
He is a living dead man with only one breath, and he will continue to endure all kinds of piercing pains every day until he can no longer bear it and really end this life.
"Ye Yichen's affairs are done. You fly to the Aegean Sea to watch the preparations for the wedding there, so you can't make any mistakes." After speaking, Qin Yue waved his hand, signaling Liu Yong to back down.
Liu Yong withdrew as he said, and gently closed the door when he left, not daring to make the slightest sound. After closing the door, he let out a long breath.
The aura of the president of their family is really getting stronger and stronger. The tone of the president's words to him has never changed, but it just makes the heart fear.
He patted his chest, let his heart return to its original position, and went to do what he needed to do.
in the room.