In the humble Hotel opposite the military academy.
Song Weiqing, wearing a mask and sunglasses, is beating the door rhythmically, which is a communication signal.
Soon the door opened.
Song Weiqing went straight in, took off her mask and sunglasses, and threw the black handbag into the sofa.
"Here's the money. Give me back the pictures and the recordings."
"You know the rules of the Jianghu. If there is a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The welcome party is about to officially start. She still needs to give a speech on stage, so she really has no time to spend with them.
"Senior colonel song, it's just such a little money. You're too much of a scratch, aren't you?"
"The terrorist attack four years ago killed many soldiers."
The man on the sofa opened the zipper and glanced at the money in the handbag, not satisfied.
They are exactly the people song Weiqing used four years ago. Four years ago, many soldiers disappeared. At that time, song Weiqing wanted to seize the opportunity to capture mu Chudi, so she hired two groups of people, one of them was Guizhuang to capture her, so as to lead Huo Xiao to the past, and the other was to capture mu Chudi.
At that time, K was inserted, and the situation was very chaotic. Many of these people were missing. Song Weiqing thought they were all dead.
I never thought that I would threaten her today.
Time is pressing, song Weiqing is very urgent, did not hear the harmonic meaning in the man's words.
"How much more do you want?"
Song Weiqing's heart is full of hate, but the thought that these people will not have life to enjoy with money makes her anger hard to suppress.
Yes, there are bombs hidden in the money.
In Song Weiqing's eyes, only one kind of person can keep his promise and shut up forever.
That's the dead!
"Senior colonel song is really willing. In order to murder mu Chudi, he asked us to come to Rongcheng from abroad. Now we don't even have to talk about the price!"
"That Mu Chu Di is really stupid. He has to bear all the blame when he is kidnapped. Senior Colonel song's wishful thinking is so good. How much money do you think it is worth adding?"
He is spying on where song Weiqing goes to the maximum extent.
Song Weiqing was enraged by their insatiable greed. Most importantly, they mentioned Mu Chu flute.
"Shut up, I want you to kill mu Chudi. Have you done it?"
"Nothing. How much more do you want?"
If they really killed Mu Chu Di, she would.
But now, nothing, Mu Chu Di is still alive, and even, occupy all the sight of Huo Xiao.
"If major song doesn't give it, I have to go to Mr. Huo."
Hit snake hit seven inches, man's words is song Weiqing's biggest death.
How dare she let Huo Xiao know.
Song Weiqing bit her teeth in the dark, and her eyes flashed through her fierce intention to kill.
Just very quickly, then hang down Mou son, covered everything.
Take out a check from the bag, write a sky high price, throw it face to face.
"My maximum tolerance, don't push an inch."
The man looked at the price on the check, and sure enough, there were many zeros, several times more than he thought.
Unfortunately, this is not his goal today.
The man hid the check and took out a mobile phone from his pocket. "I'm sorry, major song. It seems you can't leave yet."
"I called the police."
Turning to leave, song Weiqing holds her hand on the handle of the door with slight force.
The veins on the back of the hand burst up.
She turned around slowly, her eyes were so big that she could kill her. If her eyes could have substance, the man would have died tens of thousands of times.
"Don't be angry, because you will be more angry."