Chapter 1647

"Talk?"

With a smile on her face, the woman could not see any signs of fear or anger. Her eyes were calm, but the smile on her face did not reach the bottom of her eyes at all. She was cautious for no reason.

She sat on the sofa at will and even shook her legs. She looked a little rogue. This is not a normal person's reaction to such things.

How the hell is he here?

Men try to echo.

The rope outside the window was blown into the air by the strong wind, swinging back the man's previous memory.

He wanted to come in through the window. Who knows, he felt a strange rebound when he was close to the window. He was bounced into the air. Because of his habitual force, he hit the wall next to him and hit his head. When he woke up, he was already here.

Shi Sheng put down the computer, swept his fingertips slowly from the things on the table, and finally landed on the needle, "who sent you?"

The man's sight inevitably followed Shi Sheng's hand and fell on the needle tube. As soon as his pupil contracted, he quickly made up a reason in his brain.

"No one sent me. I just want to steal something for a living. There are rich people living nearby. Who knows such bad luck." The man looked angry, as if he was unwilling to be caught stealing.

"Where's the ghost?" Shi Sheng picked up the needle, "you need to take a gun and this kind of thing to steal? What's in here?"

"It's just ecstasy." The man quickly said, "the gun is fake, I just want to scare people. Girl, I have to. I have a seriously ill sister at home. I can't go on this road. Please do me a favor and let me go this time. I promise I will be a good man and never do this again."

"I can get you in from the outside. Do you think I'll be a fool?" Shi Sheng looked at the man with a sneer, threw away the needle and pointed the gun at the man. The loading sound of "click" made the man's face suddenly change.

Domestic weapons are strictly controlled. Even if many rich people don't necessarily have seen real guns, even if such a little girl is a little brave, he expects that she hasn't seen them, so he plans to deceive her. But her skillful movements let men know that she was wrong. She has not only seen it, but also a good hand.

Today, it was planted.

The information shows that Mingming is a woman who can only draw. How

"If you don't talk well, I can't guarantee where the bullet will greet you." The muzzle of the gun aimed at the man's eyebrows and slowly moved down to the chest. The woman's eyebrows and eyes bent and her voice was light. "You're really thoughtful. Even the muffler is ready."

The man's heart beat faster, and his cold sweat had wet his back. Clearly, in front of him was a beautiful woman with beautiful appearance, but he had a feeling of staying with the beast.

"I... I'm really just here to steal." The man said hard.

Pooh——

The bullet shot into his thigh. The man couldn't help shouting. Blood donation seeped from his thigh, dyed his pants red, and flowed down the trouser legs to the clean floor.

Men can't believe that she really dares to shoot. Such a casual attitude proves that she is definitely not the first time to shoot

"You have two more chances to speak." The woman held the gun and glanced at him. "Think about it. If you're wrong, your life will be gone."

The man clenched his teeth in pain, but then he suddenly opened his throat and screamed like he remembered something.

This is a high-end community. It is patrolled 24 hours. When you hear the scream, you will come up to check it.

Puff——

The man got another shot in the arm.

Pretending to force Sheng to blow at the muzzle of the gun, "open your throat and shout boldly. Don't worry, they can't hear it."

Man: "..." is this a person or a ghost?

He just wants to make money. Why is it so difficult?!

"You have one last chance!"

The man swallowed hard, "I said."

He doesn't want to die. No one wants to die.

He breathed and struggled in his head, but the people opposite were impatient and began to raise their guns at his heart. There was a momentary blank in the man's mind, and then blurted out, "Mr. Fan asked me to rape you and take pictures."

"Rape me? What are you doing with a gun?"

"... habits." Why is her focus on carrying a gun.

Shi Sheng threw the gun back on the table and banged, "who is Mr. Fan?"

The man shook his head, clenched his teeth and replied, "I don't know. I knew his name was Mr. Fan. He often asked me to work. It can be regarded as a cooperative relationship."

"Oh, there seems to be no shortage of bad things."

"If I can be a good man, I also want to be a good man, but where do we have a choice?" The man didn't know which tendon was touched. "You children with parents and rich families don't worry about food, clothing and life. How can you understand our helplessness and despair at the bottom of life."

Shi Sheng looked at the man strangely, "I didn't say anything. What are you excited about?"

Man: "

"Have you seen Mr. Fan?"

The man shook his head.

"Contact information?"

"It's a different number every time. After the task is given to me, the number is empty. I take the task. According to the degree of trouble, he will contact me in three to ten days to ask about the progress."

Shi Sheng's eyes narrowed, so chicken thief.

"How to pay after the transaction is completed?"

"Cash. Every time Mr. Fan puts the cash in different places, I'll go and get it."

"I'll give you a million dollars to help me."

Man: "???"

Huh?

It's beyond my imagination.

Shi Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "who makes money is not making money. I can add if one million is not enough. If I don't have anything else, I have more money."

"..." money is great! Seeing that she had to raise her gun again, the man quickly said, "what do you want me to do?"

Money is great.

Now life is in people's hands. What can he say? Of course, I choose to forgive her! Big husbands can bend and stretch, but small people have to bend and stretch.

Shi Sheng said casually, "when Mr. Fan contacts you, you will tell him that the task has been completed."

The man stared. "Even if I say so, he won't believe it without what he wants."

Shi Sheng curved his mouth and smiled, "your task is to make a phone call, and then there's nothing about you, okay?"

Man: "

Can you tell who Mr. Fan is by calling?

But a phone call is one million. This money is much better than Mr. Fan's. The man compares it and agrees immediately.

Shi Sheng pounded his mobile phone for a while, then put all the things on the table away, leaving only his mobile phone and holding the computer slowly back to the room.

"Ah, i..." the man struggled, "let go of me first!!"

"It's better to tie a stranger at home." Shi Sheng didn't return.

Man: "

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