Chapter 587 The Return Flight (Part Two)


    The men in ck 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 ck continued unless he ordered otherwise.


    Aaron''s eyes slightly twitched by ident 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 hisst 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 nced around sneeringly with cold light shing from his eyes. As he turned around, one of the


    men in ck 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 inly, "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 airne 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 eyshes. 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 eyshes but also because of the


    resemnce 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"This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .