"Click......"

Suddenly, in the darkness, there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps. And Liu Cheng's heart, with the sound of footsteps, beat again and again.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Liu Cheng listened with his ears sideways, and he found that it seemed that it was not one person, but several. This made his panicked heart suddenly calm down. Since the other party tied him up, it proves that he is valuable, and what this value is, you don't have to think about it, it is money.

The footsteps disappeared in front of him, and Liu Cheng knew that the other party was in front of him.

With a "click", a little fire lit up, and Liu Cheng saw a pair of eyes, a pair of cold, emotionless eyes. Then the nose, and finally the mouth, and a cigarette in the mouth. However, the whole face is not visible.

The light of the fire went out, and then, in the darkness of ink, a little spark lit up, and it became brighter and brighter, and in an instant, it dimmed. The choking smoke got into Liu Cheng's nose, making his throat a little tight, and he couldn't help coughing.

Time was passing little by little, Liu Cheng's originally calm heart beat violently again, and the oppressive atmosphere made him feel suffocated, opening his mouth wide, panting one by one.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Cheng felt that he was about to collapse, and a joking voice sounded in his ears.

"Guess who I am!"

Liu Cheng's brain was running for a while, and he felt that this voice was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

A big hand was on Liu Cheng's shoulder, which made Liu Cheng frightened, and the joking voice came from his ear: "I really can't remember?"

The more Liu Cheng listened, the more familiar this voice felt, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

"I still can't remember!" the voice was disappointed, "you've really disappointed me." Then Liu Cheng's neck was wrapped around one arm, and then he heard the song that made him angry from morning to night.

"Who sent you to me......"

"It's you, bastard!" Liu Cheng scolded angrily, trying to stand up, but he was tied to a chair, so angry that he kept jumping with the chair.

"Hahaha......" A burst of rampant laughter sounded in the darkness, "Dear Young Master Liu, do you remember it?"

"I know you when you turn to fucking dust. Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Hey!" Xing Lie laughed in the dark, "Do you know the meaning of this song now?"

"I know that you are paralyzed, pretending to be a ghost......" Liu Cheng scolded, and the corners of his mouth were foam.

Xing Lie patted Liu Cheng on the shoulder: "Slow down, slow down, many people are looking here." ”

Liu Cheng wanted to dodge, but sadly found that he had been tied up, and he wanted to hide but couldn't. Just gasping for air, as if I was going to swallow at any moment.

"Don't do this!" Xing Lie's arm hugged Liu Cheng's neck hard, "I hurt my body a lot, if I die of anger, I will lose a lot." ”

"What does that song mean?" Liu Cheng couldn't help it.

Xing Lie wrapped the cigarette in his mouth, and a little spark flickered in the dark: "We were looking for you, but I didn't expect you to suddenly appear in front of me, of course I have to ask who sent you to me." ”

"Hey!" Xing Lie sighed after speaking, spit the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, and then said softly: "God has sprinkled wisdom on the world, but you have an umbrella." ”