An hour later.
In a room with no windows and only one door, a woman was tied to a chair in the center. Blood dripped from her face to the ground, making a regular sound. Her hands and feet were tied with cable ties, and her silver-white hair was mushy with sweat and blood.
"Another punch," she thought to herself.
A strong man's fist hit her face again.
Bang!
Felicia's head was beaten backwards. She leaned on the back of the chair and gasped for air. Her nose hurt so much that she almost screamed. She cursed secretly: This nose was already broken.
She lowered her head and spat out bloody spit, and saw a molar falling to the ground. Another tooth was broken, which was awesome.
She looked up at the five men in front of her. Two had bloody knuckles, and the third looked annoyed at her lack of response.
Felicia sneered at the corner of his mouth, "You punch like a girl."
"You stinking bitch!" The strong man was furious and punched her again.
Bang!
The punch was so heavy that she and the chair fell backwards. Stars were flying in front of her eyes, and her head was buzzing. When they helped her up and repositioned her, she saw the strong man shaking his fist, and it was obvious that she was also hurt. Felicia felt a little better.
"I have to admit, you are the toughest woman I have ever seen." A gentle voice sounded. A sixth man walked in, wearing a loose white suit and a disgusting smile on his face. He was blond and blue-eyed, and Felicia recognized him. She had been following him for more than a year.
"Ouch, isn't this York's white knight?" Felicia spit out a mouthful of blood, which happened to fall on the other party's shiny white leather shoes, "Oh, I'm sorry."
"Please don't mind, Miss Hardy." The man smiled, his hand slowly sliding down her neck and reaching for the collar. The black turtleneck she was wearing had already been torn at the collar.
Felicia was stiff all over.
They just beat her before and never touched her anywhere else. But now, a trace of fear rose from the bottom of her heart, touching her old wounds that could never be healed in her life.
The man seemed to be aware of her reaction, and his smile grew wider, "Don't be afraid, Miss Hardy. Although I am not a good person, I have never raped." He grabbed the fabric at her collar and tore it hard, revealing the black underwear underneath. Then he wiped the blood on her shoes with the piece of cloth and threw it away.
"But to be honest, you are very attractive, especially at your age."
"Hehe, indeed." A wretched man in the corner echoed, and several others laughed along with him.
"That's right." The blond man smiled, "I'm curious, what kind of woman would wear the best underwear to investigate Kingpin? Miss Hardy, you are so brave."
Felicia snorted, "Kingpin? Where are they? I only heard that after Daredevil destroyed his empire, your father and dear mother hid in Switzerland."
The man's eyes twitched, but he quickly returned to his smile, "Yes, my father's empire did collapse, and he ran away like a dog. But he was a coward, and I am not."
"Yes, human trafficking is the most courageous thing." Felicia sneered.
The man shrugged. "The initial stage of capital accumulation requires any means necessary."
"So Richard, what are you going to do to me?"
"Me? Oh, not so much." The man spread his hands and turned to his five subordinates, "But you saw, these people? They are all waiting to love you. And unlike me, they don't care what you scold."
Felicia's pupils suddenly narrowed. Those men were glancing at her exposed body with greedy eyes.
"But--" Richard·Fisk started, "As long as you hand over the collected evidence, I will let you go after I have processed the evidence. But if you don't hand over... When my men have enough fun, I will go find your beautiful little daughter. What is her name? Felicity, right? Trust me, she is as beautiful as her mother. I hope her taste is as good as yours."
Felicia's fear completely froze and turned into flames the moment she heard her daughter's name.
"How dare you touch her!"
Richard blinked. "Otherwise?"
"I'll kill you!"
The man raised his head and laughed, "You? Kill me? Please! Bitch, you can't even break free of those ropes! If I want you to die here, you have to die here!"
Snap!
A slap landed on her numb face.
"Tell me, how do you think you can escape? You are in my building now, on the top floor. Surrounded by my five strongest thugs, and twenty armed guards on each of the five floors above. How do you plan to get out?"
"Intrusion alarm! Intrusion alarm!" The loudspeaker suddenly sounded an alarm.
Richard·Fisk was stunned: "What--" He turned around and looked at his subordinates, "What are you still doing in a daze?! Go and have a look!"
The strong man who knocked out Felicia's teeth nodded and ran towards the door. As soon as his hand grasped the door handle, the door panel suddenly exploded from the door frame with a bang, knocking him out and hitting him directly in the face.
Richard's eyes widened: "What the hell--"
Phew!
The sound made Felicia tremble all over.
She remembered this voice.
She once fought side by side with this voice, once deeply loved this voice, and also once broke up with this voice.
She raised her head, as if she saw a ghost coming from the past. A figure in a red and blue suit stood under the door frame, and Silk shot out of his hand.
"Peter...?" Felicia couldn't believe it.