When the last word of this sentence fell, a slender figure outside the factory just came in, bound by his backhand. His shirt collar was slightly open, and his suit had a little wrinkles. In such a desolate environment, he showed a little embarrassment. His face was cold under his short hair, and he didn't know where he had lost his gold glasses, Looking up from afar in the sight of the cold and hidden very deep gentle crazy.

Sheng huainuan looked at him in the fiber filled with flying dust.

But the back suddenly ran across a chill.

Last night, when she stabbed him with a knife, he was staring at her with such eyes.

It's like she's a prey that he keeps in the palm of his hand. She'll be able to swallow her in the next second, but it's a pity

She's the hunter in the game.

Qi Ruifeng didn't speak until she came to the sofa with the gun muzzle on the back of her head.

"Miss Sheng, whether it's dirty or smelly, we can have a chat."

Ignoring the movement behind him, his charming figure half narrowed her eyes and said in the clearest voice: "chatting is a word for people with equal status. I don't think Mr. Wu is qualified to chat with me now. After all, your crime has been confirmed, is it? In the second half of his life, Mr. Wu is waiting to spend his time in the cell. "

But Wu Jinsi's face remained unchanged: "Qi Ruifeng's life depends on Miss Sheng's choice."

Here we go again.

"Mr. Wu, if you don't understand people's words, I can ask someone to bring a dog to talk to you, otherwise..."

Browning didn't know when he appeared in the palm of his hand, which was in sharp contrast to the black body of the gun. He shot off guard, and immediately a bullet sized hole appeared on the sofa, which was close to Qi Ruifeng's thigh, The hot smoke of gunpowder filled everyone's nose.

No one responded, and the low laughter reflected the cold irony: "why, Mr. Wu is really going to force me to shoot Qi Ruifeng, and then you realize that he is useless to me?"

Successive gunshots, three bullets respectively from the top of Qi Ruifeng's head and both sides of the brush, quickly across the air of the heat wave, let everyone surprised to forget the next thing between frown.

At the same time, it also provides a good cover for the approaching of mercenaries.

Then there was a scuffle. Sheng huainuan just sat on the high platform with her gills in her arms and thought carelessly, did she save Qi Ruifeng's life.

Oh, she remembered. When she was in the organization, she also saved Qi Ruifeng's life and his teammates.

Just about to turn her head to talk to Mu Jiutian, she found that she had been pulled aside by Gu Shaoqing and clasped in her arms. Her eyes were soft and she didn't know what she was saying.

In fact, just when Sheng huainuan shot, mujiutian subconsciously clenched the handrail, but forgot that he was about to lift his legs to leave, so he bumped into the carved iron railing.

The low voice with a wrinkled face was also covered by the sound of gunfire, but Gu Shaoqing still heard it clearly and went forward to hold the man in his arms. His pretty eyebrows almost twisted together: "does the knee hurt badly? I'll let Qin Ming come up. "

Then he held the man in his lap and took out his cell phone.

Even if Qi Ruifeng seems to be captured downstairs, Gu Shaoqing is sure that Sheng huainuan is the main agent in today's farce, but Qi Ruifeng is a fisherman.

A little uncomfortable, Mu Jiutian's toes tensely went to pull Gu Shaoqing's arm and shook his head: "no, I just bumped into it by accident. It's not serious. I..."

Without saying that, the man stretched out his hand to lift her skirt. There was a piece of black purple with the scarlet color of the broken skin, which seemed to be stained on the plain skirt.

"Isn't that serious?"

The light inquiry didn't even bring cramp, but it made Mu Jiutian feel uncomfortable and bit his lip: "it's still in chaos below. There's no need for me to get Qin Ming. I'm afraid there will be more places to use him then."

Lift eyelids, the man's eyes locked in her face: "do you think in my heart, my woman is not as important as my brother?"

Before, she did.

But now

Looking at Gu Shaoqing's single palm clasped on her waist and tapping on her mobile phone, her side face was clean, her breath stagnated, and she quickly staggered her line of sight.

There's no hard situation in the confrontation below. A group of mercenaries who always lick blood and hang their heads on their trousers and belts, naturally, do not have much effort to detain the guards who have nothing to do but protect themselves all day long. Even Wu Jinsi finally struggles to death, holding a gun on Qi Ruifeng's temple, Their faces didn't change much as they slowly drew back with one arm around his throat.On the contrary, Wu Jinsi no longer had a refined and elegant attitude, with a ferocious face: "Sheng huainuan, I finally warn you that if you don't let your people stop, I'll shoot Qi Ruifeng."

"I don't care. Please help yourself."

The random tone was almost a sign of Wu Jinsi's desperate situation. He squeezed Qi Ruifeng's throat tightly, as if only in this way could he suppress his fear.

After the defeat, the voice of despair reverberated in the quiet factory: "Qi Ruifeng, please ask Sheng huainuan for help, otherwise, I'll kill you..." after waiting for a few seconds, he was more like a Madman: "you talk, Talk... "

No one knows what Qi Ruifeng's indifferent and almost expressionless appearance wants to do, but Sheng huainuan knows that she seems to be thrown into the cold world naked now, and there are hungry wolves in front of her. She slowly soothes her breath and doesn't speak any more. She is afraid that her intuition will stimulate some seemingly calm man.

For a long time, the hoarse voice rang out, a kind of satire close to weariness: "do you hate me?"

There was no name calling, but people at the scene understood.

Sheng Huai pulled his lower lip: "no hate."

"And today?"

"In order to capture all the Wu family, if you are involved, I apologize to you. I'm sorry."

Almost formulaic language, even a little personal feelings are not mixed.

The man stood quietly under the muzzle of Wu Jinsi's gun, while Sheng huainuan was also condescending, and even stopped playing with browning.

Until the side of the trigger is pulled in the quiet air with a slight sound.

"Sheng calligraphy and painting."

He just opened his mouth, but he called her, not her.

And she smiles in her tiny daze. She lifts her hair with her plain white fingers. When the mobile phone rings, she scans the screen, and then picks it up without hesitation and regardless of the occasion.

"Hello, Tang Meng."

His voice was slightly raised, and his expression was no longer like the indifference and hatred when he faced him or Wu Jinsi. When he was provoked by danfengmou, he felt a kind of water charm after being loved wantonly by men. His fingers were slowly sliding on Browning's gun body, and his hair tail was curving in the air, which was almost suffocating.

I don't know what she said on the other end of the phone. She grunted a little: "then you can come to see me tonight, and there's little Jie Shi, you..." she glanced around downstairs, and if there were words like "Dad, how can you spend less time with me?"

The clear voice didn't converge to the whole factory.

Zhan Zhan's deep black eyes, after all, could not hide the treachery of the paranoid mad devil at the bottom of his eyes. He was so ferocious in his heart that he could not help his whole body.

This call did not last for a long time, Wu Jinsi interrupted impatiently: "enough, Sheng huainuan, are you finished?"

"It's not over." She covered the microphone with one hand, and her delicate face was still bothered by being disturbed. She said without thinking: "if you want to kill Qi Ruifeng, please help yourself. I'll go on a date later. I don't have time to waste time with you here. If you want to use him to threaten me, I'm afraid you've got the wrong idea. "

"You..."

The next word hasn't come out yet. Qi Ruifeng, who was trapped, didn't know when he broke free from the rope that bound him and hit his elbow on the other side's chest. Just as his fingers were ready to pull the trigger, he clenched his hands and forced him to change his direction toward the sky.

The sound of gunfire, and the sound of heavy objects landing, startled the dust on the ground.