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"Well, well, it's negotiable. Besides, he vaguely agreed, nodding slightly.

"Besides, my brother will never forget. ”

The seven of them kowtowed again, and the sound was so sincere that it shattered seven of the floor tiles, and their foreheads were all blurred with flesh and blood.

"I said you forgot something, didn't you?"

"What? The boss said hurriedly.

"I still have my hands and feet tied, what does that mean?" said lightly.

Seven killings are like waking up from a dream, Tai Sui Ye is still tied, this is repaid, and no one needs to tell him, the five and six who are kneeling behind him hurriedly make a move, eager to bite off the rope with his teeth to show his sincerity.

Besides, his hands and feet have regained their freedom, so he can feel at ease, as long as his hands and feet are free, with his kung fu of being beaten, he is really not afraid of these people.

"Your brothers should also get up and sit down, kidnapping is also a work of strength. "Besides, I just took the tone and put up the score.

"Don't dare, don't dare, in front of the master, our brother is still comfortable on his knees. The boss said hurriedly.

"That is, there are thousands of people in the world, our brothers worship your old man the most, only your old man can dispatch the Li family brothers and the ancestor of Luocheng Shuangjiao at the same time, except for you, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't do it. The second said sincerely.

"Well, their brother is quite obedient. Besides, sitting upright on the chair, he looked unfathomable.

"Then please let go of the little family, the little ones deserve death, but the little ones are not guilty. Xiao Qi kowtowed again.

"Let it go, let it go, of course, this has nothing to do with your family, one person does things and one person does it, I hate what I do the most, it's very boring. "And said very considerately.

The seven people were overjoyed, and they all kowtowed together, shouting in unison: "The master is really merciful and compassionate, your old man is a bodhisattva manifestation, and the gods have come to the world!"

The second child said: "I also ask the master to give us Mobao, and write to forgive the little family." ”

Besides, his heart moved: "Do you want me to write a notice like the Salt Gang?"

The seven of them looked at each other, and they were even more sure in their hearts that the Salt Gang Fengyang Helm was definitely the one who commanded the four ancestors to do it, and they all said it themselves.

Lao Dao: "You don't need to write a notice, just give each of our brothers a note stating that they will spare the lives of the little family members." ”

Besides, he didn't bargain, nodded and said, "Okay, since you insist on this, I'll write one for each of you." ”

Seven killings couldn't help but be overjoyed, and even brought chairs to the table, some people took paper, some grinded, and some people took pens.

And write on a piece of paper: I forgive your family.

Then he asked, "Is that how it is written?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Xiao Qi's hands were sick, he snatched this piece of paper in his hand first, held it in his arms, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, as if this paper was more precious than anything in the world, which represented the lives of his wife and children in his family.

"Don't you need to sign it?" he asked.

"This ...... It's better to ask your old man to sign it. The second child said boldly.

Xiao Qi hurriedly put his note back in front of him, and signed his name, Xiao Qi's heart became more stable, and now his family was saved. That's a lifesaver.

Moreover, he wrote six in a row: I forgive your family. Then he signed it, and he didn't have to hand it over to anyone, and as soon as he finished writing, a hungry hand snatched it away.

In an instant, the forgiveness post was finished, and then he asked, "Why didn't you let me let you go?"

The boss bowed down and said: "The little ones are unforgivable, where do you dare to ask your old man for forgiveness." ”

Moreover, he said very generously: "Although you have tied me up, you have not done anything to me, it is not an unforgivable crime, I will also write one for each of your brothers." ”

"Ahh

Then they all knelt down and wept bitterly, but they were really the embodiment of mercy in the world, and even sinners like them were willing to forgive.

And he wrote seven more notes, this time saying, "I forgive your sins." Then sign your name.

What is the situation with this Nima, can Zhou Dingcheng and Xiaojun do such a thing as threatening other people's families? He was also worried in his heart, maybe these seven people were playing some kind of tricks, right?

No matter, life is a drama anyway, try to act well.

Each of the seven killings clutched two notes, tears streaming down their eyes, like the message that a condemned prisoner pending execution at the execution ground suddenly received an amnesty. Seven people were given a new lease of life, seven families were saved, and there were hundreds of people.

"Thank you, Master Kuang, for saving your life!"

"Thank you for your kindness!"

……

Everyone once again made a big salute, and fled as quickly as a fish that slipped through the net, at this time they were not like kidnapping professionals, but like masters of light skills, and everyone felt that they could fly to the sky.

Seven Kills secretly made up his mind, and when he returned home, he swore that he would wash his hands in the golden basin and say that he would never play with his life again. I'm not afraid to play with my life, but I'm afraid of even playing with my family's life. After all, they are no better than those grass cowards who occupy the mountains as kings, have no wives and children, lose their heads and have no more than a scar the size of a bowl, and they are good men after 20 years.

At this time, still in a dream, he stood up with the table and looked around, where is this, what happened just now, I became an immortal or a Buddha, why are several people worshipping me.

Rao is extremely talented, and his brain is not enough at the moment, everything is too absurd, and there are all kinds of black humor, what is this Nima, life is chaotic, and the brain is short-circuited.

I don't know how long later, a cold wind blew in through the open door, and he cleared his mind a little, and slowly sorted out what had just happened.

Hey, it seems to be free, right? He muttered to himself.

But, how is this possible? It seems a little confusing.

It's weird. At first glance, those seven people are experts in this industry, and they will never let them go if they don't get the ransom. Could it be that someone paid the ransom for him, who has such a lot of financial resources, could it be the little prince's senior brother?

No, didn't the seven kidnappers thank him for Dade and made him write a note to save his life.

By the way, it seems that someone threatened their family, did Xiaojun and Zhou Dingcheng arrest their family?

Besides, his brain is slowly normal, thinking about it, only this idea is reliable, although Xiaojun and Zhou Dingcheng are not like such cruel and violent people, but how can people see through it?

Besides, he shouted loudly: Brother Zhou, Brother Xiaojun, are you there? No one answered, only the whining wind responded to his shout.

He sat down slowly, waiting for Xiao Jun to come in triumphantly and show him his merits, maybe Xiao Jun would use this to blackmail him and ask him to understand Fengyang's affairs. Jun is now working with his own memory, and he will never give up until he recovers.

Besides, since Xiaojun worked so hard to rescue him, he would never hide the truth this time.

It was indeed a whim for him to be kidnapped, and curiosity prompted him to deliberately find out who was behind this incident. But after seeing the Seven Kills, he regretted it, he shouldn't have played such a dangerous game, there was no danger in playing with amateur players, and he was too tender to play with these professionals.

The key is that the fairy figure of the old man Qianji is also unreliable, what kind of broken dragon is given to him, he is simply a model of sabotage, and after killing a four dogs, he has no news. Even without the protection of the strike dragon, the four dogs couldn't do anything to him with that kick. As long as his current body is not chopped with a knife and axe, burned and fried, there will be no fatal danger at all, and of course, he can't stand it if he puts it in a pot and steam it.

After waiting for a long time, there was no one to be seen, and he shouted loudly again: "Brother Jun, Brother Zhou, come out." ”

Still there was no response, he was impatient, stood up and shouted loudly: "Xiaojun, you get out of here for me, dare to play tricks with me again, be careful that I clean you up." ”

The threat is useless, and there is still no ghost in sight.

He didn't feel right, if Xiaojun and Zhou Dingcheng were here, they wouldn't play these fictitious things, they were all adults, so they wouldn't play hide and seek.

He walked out, only to find that he was in an empty house, a few old locust trees that had shed their leaves were swaying in the wind, and the bluestone slabs in the yard were covered with stumps and dead leaves, obviously no one had swept the yard for a long time.

This family is really lazy, and it has the same virtue as the strike dragon. He couldn't help but mutter.

Strike Dragon, that's the nickname he gave to the glittering, good-looking Golden Dragon on his body.

Anybody home?

Besides, standing in the courtyard and shouting, no one answered, he felt a little panicked, although he was in a house, he felt as if he was staying in a mass grave, the scene here was too strange.

No one paid attention to him, so he had to continue walking, but fortunately, this house was not very large, and it was the former residence of a medium-sized family.

Besides, walk a few quick steps, and after a while, you will come to the street.

At this time, the street was already quiet, and there was no one on the whole street, only he was watching left and right on the street.

"Is there anyone on the street?" he shouted again.

This time, someone answered, and when they saw him, the two night patrols scolded: "What the hell are you howling in the middle of the night?" You have to wait until the morning to train your voice, hurry home, and if you come out again, you will be obstructed by official business and arrested. ”

"Where is this?" he asked.

"What, you don't know where your home is?" scolded, a veteran of the night watch.

"No, who does this kid seem to be?" the other man sensed something was wrong.

"I'm not from this one. And he replied.

"Besides, what are you talking about, you are what!" the old soldier stopped scolding, but he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"Are you really a bad child?" another man ran over and shone a lantern on his face.

"Why are you here, the whole city is looking for you!" the old soldier saw the other party clearly and shouted excitedly.

"I know, brothers. Besides, when I heard that the whole city was looking for him, I was quite moved.