Drop the chain at a critical time! Bai Lotian hated himself to death.

Wu Simao jumped into the bedroom in one step, punched the switch at the door, and the square ceiling lamp hanging on the ceiling snapped, shining instantly, illuminating the bedroom like daylight.

A guy with an upper body, a bare brain, and a full face sat on the bed, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the two people blankly, as if he was sleepwalking.

It was Xu Qiang!

That is, in two seconds, Xu Qiang let out an "ah", reacted suddenly, and reached under the pillow.

Wu Simao rushed over with a brisk stride and strangled the rope on Xu Qiang's arms.

Xu Qiang saw the rope thrown in, his right hand backhanded, the rope was blocked aside, he quickly reached out and touched under the pillow.

Wu Simao saw that the situation was not good, and punched Xu Qiang's fat face, Xu Qiang's face slanted, saliva flew out like a straight line, and blood gushed out from his lips and flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Xu Qiang wiped the corners of his mouth and scolded, "Dog, dare to plot against Lao Tzu!" He picked up his fist and hit Wu Simao's shoulder, making a "bang" sound, and then punched a second time.

Wu Simao took advantage of the situation to grab the wrist and twisted it hard, Xu Qiang wailed and knelt down, but he was unwilling to fail, his left fist stabbed straight over, Wu Simao had to retreat, Xu Qiang pounced forward, opened his arms, and hugged Wu Simao's waist.

Wu Simao was hugged by Xu Qiang, shaking his body from side to side, but he couldn't get rid of it, the rope in his hand slipped to the ground, and hurriedly shouted to Bai Letian: "Quick, tie him up!"

Bai Lotian took a step forward, reached out to pick up the rope, and wrapped it around Xu Qiang's neck.

"Go down! Wu Simao scolded.

Bai Lotian quickly pulled the rope down until he tied Xu Qiang's arms, but Xu Qiang's hands were still tightly holding Wu Simao's waist.

Bai Lotian jumped on the bed, stood on it, and pulled the rope down desperately, Xu Qiang screamed "oops", let go of Wu Simao with both hands, and fell on the bed, his upper body shook uncontrollably, his teeth bared outside, like a red-eyed dog.

The two worked together to wrap the rope around him, and Bai Lotian desperately pressed his leg until he couldn't resist.

Two minutes later, Xu Qiang saw that there was no point in resisting, his eyes widened, and he said, "Lao Tzu is Xu Qiang, dare to ask which way my brother is from?"

"We are not of the word. Wu Simao said with a sharp voice.

"Since you have nothing to do with it, what's the matter with me tonight?" Xu Qiang raised his head and asked.

"I'm looking for you to borrow something. Wu Simao continued to answer.

"Borrowing something, only I borrow someone else's, this radius of dozens of miles, the person who dares to borrow something from me has not been born yet!" Xu Qiang seemed to understand something, and immediately put on a scoundrel face.

"Grass, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. Wu Simao went up to Xu Qiang's mouth, and punched him again, and his cheeks instantly became red and swollen.

"Ouch!" Xu Qiang shouted, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the corners of his mouth, "You dare to beat Lao Tzu!

Bai Lotian looked at the two of them, his heart was beating suddenly, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Wu Simao was completely enraged, he suddenly took out the folding knife from his waist bag, pressed the button in the middle of the handle, and with a "snap", the blade that flashed cold light popped out.

Bai Lotian saw that something big was going to happen, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Wu Simao's hand, Wu Simao twisted his arm in a hurry, and threw Bai Lotian to the ground, the blade slashed through Bai Letian's palm, drawing a shallow opening, and blood flowed out instantly.

Wu Simao glanced at Bai Letian and was so angry that he was going to die, "It's not a big deal, right? stupid!"

Bai Lotian shook his head, grabbed a small towel on the bedside table, and handed it to Wu Simao.

Wu Simao bit the knife to his mouth, wrapped the towel around Bai Letian's palm, and tied it to the back of his hand with both hands.

When Xu Qiang saw this scene, beads of sweat oozed from his pale face, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

"To borrow or not to borrow?" Wu Simao held a knife in his right hand, pointed at Xu Qiang and asked again.

Xu Qiang thought about it, his teeth bit his lip hard, his eyes narrowed, he could see the extreme struggle in his heart, he shook his head again, but his arms trembled a little unconsciously.

Wu Simao bent down, close to Xu Qiang's cheek, and the folding knife kept flicking around in his hand.

Wu Simao raised his voice and asked, "Ask you one last time, do you want to borrow it?" reached over with his left hand, took Xu Qiang's chin, and put the blade on Xu Qiang's face.

Bai Lotian was afraid that Wu Simao would not be able to control his emotions, so he really made a big thing out of control, took a step forward and looked at Wu Simao.

Wu Simao turned his head and glanced at him fiercely, and said like crazy, "Get away!" like an angry leopard staring at its prey.

Xu Qiang let out a long breath, closed his eyes tightly, raised his head, and said nothing.

Wu Simao took a "puff", put the knife down with his right hand, and plunged it into Xu Qiang's thigh.

The folding knife sank into Xu Qiang's thick thigh for about two centimeters, and blood immediately splattered out, turning Xu Qiang's shorts into crimson.

Xu Qiang kept scolding foul words in his mouth, his face was twisted in pain, his head twisted around, and his thighs were as pale as fat pork in the vegetable market.

"Where are you hiding, say!" Wu Simao pulled out the knife suddenly, and the blade slowly advanced towards Xu Qiang's left thigh.

"Grass, raised by a son of a bitch, is actually for Lao Tzu. Xu Qiang grinned in pain, like a deflated balloon in an instant, "Put down the knife, I said." ”

Wu Simao dragged the pillow towel, pressed it on Xu Qiang's bleeding thigh, put the blade of the folding knife on his left thigh, and stared at Xu Qiang's eyes, "To be honest, where did you hide what Zhu Ermao gave you?"

Xu Qiang's eyelids drooped for a few seconds, like a defeated rooster, he opened his eyes and looked at the closet against the north wall of the room, and never spoke.

Bai Lotian took a brisk step, rushed over, and opened the closet door.