Zhao Qingshan, who was out of danger, glanced at the big tree that favored him more than Lady Luck, and then noticed the special eyes of Han Xiaojun and Xu Handong at the door, lowered his head and glanced at it, and then realized that he was naked.

He hurriedly pulled the sheet to wrap himself, and then stepped forward and ordered: "In the cold winter, arrange a few clever brothers to send her to the hospital, so that the security personnel on duty can be vigilant." ”

The big tree lifted the door panel, easily restrained the killer at the end of the crossbow, and buckled his hands and walked towards the staircase under Zhao Qingshan's signal.

The gunman forced his composure, stared at Zhao Qingshan and said, "Zhao Qingshan, if you catch me, you will only face greater danger." ”

This time it was Zhao Qingshan's turn not to talk.

No one would be in a good mood after a thrilling assassination, let alone an outsider who was stabbed for his own reasons.

I don't feel a lot of guilt, but it's a very uncomfortable feeling.

What if today was his and his wife's tryst in his hotel?

Who can bear the consequences?

He turned out to be defenseless against his opponent's attack.

Until Zhao Qingshan and the others left coldly, the nervous Han Xiaojun didn't speak from beginning to end, and she didn't dare to touch Xu Handong when she picked up the weak Lulu, so she asked Lulu stupidly: "Are you okay?"

Lulu's tears came out in a hurry, her face was pale, and she said intermittently, "Little ...... Small, I'm ...... I'm not going to die, am I?"

Xu Handong said with a cold face: "Don't talk, don't fall asleep, you can replace your boring conversation with eye contact." ”

Han Xiaojun dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, muttered in a low voice, and really stared at Lulu with big eyes.

Lulu was also very aggrieved, secretly thinking that I just wanted to play a trick on the surname Zhao, as for suffering such a serious retribution?

Then she had to slander the surname Zhao for how cold-blooded, she almost lost her life in the room he opened, he didn't even say a word of concern, and left calmly!

If she hadn't dared to move, she would have bitten that bastard a few bites and tasted if the bastard's blood was really cold!

What's even more odious is that this little fresh meat, which looks a little more pleasing to the eye than Zhao Qingshan, actually has a poisonous tongue at this time: "When did my brother also have a hobby of prostitution?"

Lulu was so angry that she almost vomited blood, arguing bitterly, "I'm not Miss!"

The old classmate suffered this catastrophe, Han Xiaojun's friendship involuntarily began to flood, glared at Xu Handong and said: "Boss Xu, don't talk nonsense, they are just making an appointment, not the relationship between the prostitute and the young lady." ”

Nodding, Xu Handong showed an expression that was the same.

Lulu's originally pale face showed signs of darkening in an instant.

——

Zhao Qingshan's office on the fifth floor.

"I'm not walking with you, I don't do the business of taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, at least not yet, even if you want my life, I don't want your life, the reason is very simple, I have a wife, a sister and an unborn child, there is no need to take some messy risks.

But one thing I can assure you is that even if your employer is ready to arrange for the police to take you away in the name of silence, I have a way of hiding you and talking to you slowly, so you can't leave until I nod. ”

Zhao Qingshan sat on the office chair, took a few deep puffs of cigarette, and said expressionlessly.

"What are you not prepared for this meal? I'll be alone, whatever you want. ”

The gunman reacted like a scoundrel, like a man who really put life and death out of the way.

His cap was lost downstairs, and he didn't look like a ruthless man who would trample on the law and pull the trigger for his life when he took the money.

is less than thirty years old, his hair is four or five centimeters longer than Zhao Qingshan's, his hairstyle is a little rotten, and his round eyes are not big or small, and they are not particularly spiritual.

The lips are very thick, the medium height of 1.7 meters is slightly strong, the skin is dark, and the overall feeling is very honest.

Like migrant workers who have left their hometowns to work in big cities.

In the past, Zhao Qingshan dealt with this kind of person every day, because he himself was also one of the inconspicuous ones.

Zhao Qingshan once again saw the true meaning of the phrase "killers are always ordinary", if Zhao Qingshan was asked to find experience from the killer's failed experience, Zhao Qingshan would definitely think that such a person should start in a different place.

For example, in the various aisles of Yunding, this will make people defenseless, instead of breaking into the hotel room and pulling out a gun to make it clear that I am going to kill you.

Of course, Zhao Qingshan didn't eat this mouthful, and he didn't understand their specific style, so people didn't think it was domineering to break into a hotel alone and pull out a gun to kill someone.

"Have you mistaken my good words as a business deal? I apologize to you if you have misunderstood. Actually, I just want to tell you that I don't like torture, and if I can avoid bloodshed and improve efficiency, I will give each other a chance, and everyone will be more convenient. Do you smoke?"

Zhao Qingshan's tone was a little heavier, even in the eyes of Da Shu, he still looked like a sinister and cunning businessman, trying to use words to ensure that his interests were maximized.

"I'm a smoker. The gunman said without being salty or light, and even a slight smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Qingshan lit a cigarette and sent it to his mouth, the latter took a few deep puffs very intoxicated, and sure enough, he was an old smoker, who smoked and spit out cigarettes without hands, and could also play "Huilong" with one hand.

Zhao Qingshan kindly gave him a cigarette to think about it, the latter may really be thinking about it, maybe he is just greedy for a cigarette or the time to smoke.

As a prisoner, the gunman has no shortage of consciousness that he is a knife and a fish, and after a few puffs of cigarettes, the corners of his mouth are slightly grinning, and his eyes are a little distant.

He remembered the unbearable scenes of the past, and no one likes to live in the shadows and dare not see people.

Just because of one word, money.

If you have no education or a skill, and you don't want to work hard to make a living, you can only go to the sideways, and if you walk in the shadows for a long time, you will have a premonition that one day you will be exposed to the sun and die, and countless sleepless nights will be accompanied by nightmares, predicting your future tragic results.

But people are really strange, he is not welcome when he is small, when he was a teenager, he was like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouted and beat him, and then he simply changed from a gangster to a murderer's scumbag, and at this time he actually wanted to ask for a master.

Killing Zhao Qingshan was just a well-paid deal without any personal emotions.

But at this moment, Zhao Qingshan's words and deeds made him very unhappy, except for the cigarette that Zhao Qingshan sent to his mouth, Zhao Qingshan's whole body made him extremely disgusted.

He didn't like the other party's calmness after the catastrophe, and he hated his confidence in controlling the situation, and even the seemingly peaceful but condescending tone he could clearly feel.

So he wanted to see what way this young man, who was regarded as a clown by his employer, could get the people behind the scenes out of his mouth.

Spit out the butt of his cigarette, and the gunman, who was not restrained in any way, slowly moved to the couch next to him, because both knees were injured, and his movements were extremely difficult, but as he had been hit by the tree before, he did not scream for pain all the time, as if he had forgotten the pain.

Neither Zhao Qingshan nor Da Shu stopped him from taking his seat, and both of them knew the answer given by the other party.

Seemingly disliking the next "negotiation", Taishu walked out of the office without saying a word.

"Why bother?" Zhao Qingshan sighed, and casually took out a fruit knife and nail clippers from the drawer.

The gunman's face changed slightly, but he showed no intention of changing his mind.

Zhao Qingshan walked up to him, looked at the fruit knife in his left hand and then at the nail clipper in his right hand, and said to himself: "It seems that this is easier to cause pain, and it won't bleed too much and die." ”

After speaking, Zhao Qingshan threw the fruit knife aside and quickly grabbed the gunman's right hand.

Nail clippers cut off the other person's fingernails, which is not a joke, so of course it will not be to help him cut his nails, but to cut them together with the meat.

An elbow smashed at Zhao Qingshan, but the posture was quite good, but it was useless in practice.

Zhao Qingshan replied with a cold face, since the other party was unwilling to cooperate, he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and he didn't need to care if the other party was disabled.

A punch was thrown, and the weight of the shot made the opponent's arm break instantly.

The gunman was forced, his whole body fell back, gritting his teeth fiercely, the cold sweat on his face couldn't stop popping out, and his eyes that seemed to bulge out stared at Zhao Qingshan.

Although the gunslinger still didn't cry wolf, the sound of his inhalation of cold air was getting louder and louder!

The eyes of a prisoner under the stairs couldn't stop Zhao Qingshan's torture.

"Don't worry, if your will is really singable, I will slowly play with you, and I will have one more person to vent on if you live one more day, until I find the person behind you. ”

Zhao Qingshan finished the first action as he spoke, and fiercely tore off a small piece of flesh from the gunman's finger.

......

The gunman seriously overestimated his man's spirit, and also seriously underestimated Zhao Qingshan's torture methods, and in less than ten minutes, the gunman hysterically repeated a name: "Xue Zhen, it's Xue Zhen!"

Xue Zhen?

Zhao Qingshan pondered the name for a while, without any impression, knocked on the table and asked: "A name can't change your life, tell me everything you know about him, my original intention remains the same, I just need to know what I want to know, your life is meaningless to me." ”

The gunman, whose facial expression was constantly distorted in pain, said without hesitation: "I have been with him for three or four years, he was originally mixed in the Northeast, he has a good father-in-law who is rich, and he is stained with his father-in-law's light, and he himself is also prosperous, and there must be tens of millions of family properties, and there are a large number of people under his hands, and I also followed him at that time."

Two years ago, his father-in-law was arrested for commercial crimes, and he didn't have any good fruit to eat, he was too arrogant to offend too many people, and his wife and children, including several mistresses, were arrested overnight, and the other party asked him to exchange his life. For that kind of person, how can the life of his wife and children be as important as his own life, he ran away with a few trustworthy people overnight, and finally came to the magic capital after several turnovers. ”

After the gunman finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Qingshan instructively, to determine if he could satisfy Zhao Qingshan by saying this.

Zhao Qingshan didn't think he was telling some irrelevant stories, so he gave the gunman a cigarette again, nodded and said, "Very good, the more detailed the better." ”

The gunman was saddened by such encouragement, but he would rather die than suffer such inhuman torture.

What's more, he has never lost hope of living, and now he is just telling stories.

He smoked greedily, and then said: "After coming to the magic capital, he didn't dare to reveal his identity, in order to ensure this, he even killed two subordinates who wanted to go back to the northeast to visit their parents, and he also coerced and lured others, he created an entertainment company here in the name of others, raised a group of women for him to have fun and socialize, and secretly traded drugs.

Two years ago, he got acquainted with a local rich second generation, and helped the rich second generation deal with some things that were not on the table, and the two of them had a friendship, and the rich second generation brought him into his circle, among which Xue Zhen liked the wild deer supercar club the most, where there were all rich people. ”

Zhao Qingshan interrupted: "Slow, you just said that the Wild Deer Super Running Club?"

The gunner nodded, "That's right." ”

A vague vein arose in Zhao Qingshan's mind.

The gunman's confession continued, until half an hour later, Zhao Qingshan called Xu Handong, who glanced at the injured and tired gunman, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Qingshan asked, "Have you found anything?"

Xu Handong shook his head and said, "No, this guy should be a lone ranger." ”

"Don't let your guard down. ”

After admonishing him, Zhao Qingshan looked at the gunman and said, "Give him anesthetics and tranquilizers to ensure that he won't wake up in a short time, and then send him to a nearby small hospital." ”

Xu Handong wondered, "Still send him to the hospital?"