Jiang Futing looked at them calmly, letting them relax, and then borrowed the folding knife that Bai Tang was holding before, and was especially careful to control the strength on his feet.

Step by step, slowly walked up the stairs.

Every blow is like stepping on the tip of a knife, and I don't dare to relax for a moment.

The short few steps were more strenuous than the thousand-meter race at school, and the tight calves trembled slightly.

But when he gets closer and closer to the sleeping little boy, there will be a steady stream of faith in his body to support him.

Just when Jiang Futing was only six or seven steps away from An An, the medicine on An An's body seemed to have passed the time limit and was showing signs of awakening. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of large hazy eyes were slowly opened.

An An seemed to sense the movement on the side, twisted his neck, and turned his head just in time to see a man walking on thin ice.

He happily wanted to speak, but found that his mouth was covered and his limbs seemed to be unable to move.

Jiang Futing's heart was lifted to his chest in an instant.

He carefully paid attention to the change in An An's expression, and when he felt that something was wrong, he hurriedly glanced at him before he struggled.

An An was already precocious and smart than his peers, and under the hint of Jiang Futing's eyes, he immediately calmed down very cooperatively, no longer moving, and his watery eyes blinked obediently, looking at himself with an innocent face.

Seeing that the other party showed no signs of crying and losing his temper, Jiang Futing's heart eased slightly.

Hurry up and take a big stride forward, just as he lifted his feet.

The man standing by the window turned his head.

Oops!

The moment his body was frozen, he raised his eyes and locked on Song Minghui, and while the other party was still in surprise, he quickly pounced on the chair.

"Save An'an!" Li Ningru, who was behind him, also shouted anxiously and frightened at the same time as Song Minghui turned around.

Bai Tang stared at Jiang Futing's side a little nervously, and those peach blossom eyes were suddenly extremely sharp.

The ghost aura was faintly churning in his fingertips, and he would not make a move on Song Minghui and the man in black at will unless he had to, and the people of the underworld had an agreement with the cultivators of the human world, and they were not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the human world without authorization.

Although he did not enter the underworld, his identity represents the underworld.

When the ghost qi attacks the living, it will have a different reaction, and his strength is not that he is afraid of these human cultivators, but it will bring trouble one after another.

And at the moment when Jiang Futing quickly rushed to contact An An in time, the door of the partition wall was suddenly opened, and a figure dressed in black rushed out of it, and before the figure rushed over first, a sharp knife was the first to break through the air.

Jiang Futing was distracted by the knife that suddenly flew over, and just as he gritted his teeth and was about to rush towards An An with the knife, the stool with the little boy tied to him in front of him was quickly taken away by someone in front of him when he hesitated.

"An An!" A woman's violent exclamation sounded behind her, and Li Ningru couldn't hold back her inner worry anymore, and ran out of the stairs in a panic

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With the stinging pain in his hand, the knife had already slashed through the skin quickly, and the red liquid flowed out of the palm.

Jiang Futing didn't feel anything, and his eyes full of cold eyes stared at the black-clothed man who was killed halfway like stagnant water.

Song Minghui seemed to have expected them to appear a long time ago, and his surprised eyes quickly calmed down, and his worldly eyes were full of fierceness: "I thought you would come, but I didn't expect to come so quickly." How did you find this? ”

Jiang Futing was not interested in answering him, only feeling the smell of black gas unique to Bai Tang's body also coming out of the stairs and approaching behind him.

Song Minghui finally had some surprise on his face when he saw Bai Tang coming out: "Bai Shi!" Then he had an epiphany and smiled mockingly: "No wonder! No wonder you didn't want to save my son, and you made a lot of excuses, but I didn't expect you to be in the same group as this little cub! ”

Bai Tang didn't bother to pay attention to his suspicions, and he didn't want to look at him: "It's not an excuse, what I'm saying is the truth." ”

"It's like this now, there's no need for you people to pretend to act again!" Song Minghui smiled gloomily and gave the bodyguard next to him a look.

The bodyguard suddenly loosened the rope on An An's body with neat movements, dragged his body, and walked to the room.

"Chairman Song!" Li Ningru saw that An An was about to be forcibly taken away again, so she couldn't stop howling: "Chairman Song, my brother is only eight years old, can you let him go?" He's just a helpless kid, he doesn't understand anything, he can't do you any harm, he's just an innocent child! ”

"I let him go, which of you let me go." Song Minghui glanced at all of them emotionlessly.

Jiang Futing took Li Ningru's hand, glanced at her calmly, and then said coldly to Song Minghui: "What do you want?" ”

"What do I want?" Song Minghui immediately laughed dumbly when he heard this, and said sarcastically: "What I want was destroyed by your own hands, are you ready to give it back to me?" ”

"Song Minghui." Jiang Futing's face was even more aggressive, and he said word by word: "Aren't you dirty with blood-stained money?" ”

"Dirty?" Song Minghui seemed to listen to a joke, "Whose money is not dirty, didn't your Jiang family get a cent of the foundation's money?" Don't tell me that Jiang Chao doesn't know anything, he was forced, and he took it. Besides, you make sure that every business has clean money. ”

"These are human lives." Jiang Futing looked at him coldly.

He remembered the desperate, sad eyes of those family members, and remembered that they had been tormented in grief and helplessness for a whole year.

But the pain of these people was lightly carried by Song Minghui in a natural tone, and the pent-up anger in his chest burned even more, and Jiang Futing's sharp eyes were even more dazzling.

Song Minghui turned a blind eye to his appearance, and said justifiably: "These people didn't live long, but I just pushed them." Their original result was to die quietly, and I used them in exchange for their due value by the way, what's wrong? The tone was full of these lives

Indifferent attitude.

Jiang Futing looked at the person in front of him with a cold expression, who no longer had any normal three views.

"Chairman Song! Just when I beg you, will you let my brother go! Li Ningru saw that Song Minghui's oil and salt did not enter, and begged bitterly, "If you don't replace me, I will replace An An!" ”

"For you?" Song Minghui glanced at all of them gloomily and sneered: "Are you stupid for me!" ”

After making sure that the man in black had entered the room, he looked at them with disdain, and quickly followed them with the door.

After Jiang Futing made a move, he suddenly moved up, and his body slammed into it with all his strength, the quality of the door carried by this kind of property itself was average, and after hitting it back and forth twice, he pushed it open.

He originally thought that after hitting the door, it would be a bedroom, but he didn't expect it to be an office area, and there was a home elevator in the far corner, and the numbers on the display screen were showing that it led to the first floor.

"Get downstairs, don't let them run!" Jiang Futing said decisively, turned around and ran downstairs.

And at this time, a burst of loud sirens outside sounded one after another from far to near, and a louder and more high-pitched and piercing sound caused people to be a little flustered.

Jiang Futing strode down the steps, regardless of whether Li Ningru could keep up or not, and rushed directly to the first floor.

"Don't come here!" Song Minghui hid behind the bodyguard and looked at him with a crazy face: "If you dare to come over, I will let my people kill this child!" ”

Jiang Futing ignored Song Minghui this time, but took the lead in looking at the bodyguard whose face was starting to be a little nervous, and his cold voice knocked on the other party: "For this job, is it worth ruining the rest of your life?" ”

"I have been with Chairman Song for nearly ten years, and without the chairman, I would not be where I am now." The bodyguard looked at him firmly, but his heart was already a little uneasy because of the shrill and urgent siren.

"Then don't hesitate to break the law? Have you thought about your family? Jiang Futing continued to negotiate patiently.

Song Minghui on the side also settled down a little at this time, and was no longer stimulated by the sirens outside.

The bodyguard's eyes faltered, his dead and calm eyes rippled a little, he clenched the knife in his hand, and grabbed An An's hand harder: "I have no family for a long time, and Chairman Song is now my only family." ”

"If you really think of him as a family member, you should persuade him to turn back, not push him into the abyss." Jiang Futing replied sharply, and the heart-piercing words penetrated straight into the other party's heart.

The look on the bodyguard's face began to hesitate a little, he was different from Song Minghui, his conscience was not completely erased, he understood what Jiang Futing said, but Song Minghui's order was above everything else in his heart.

He hung his head and struggled in some pain.

"What are you doing when you hear him say so much?" Song Minghui noticed that the momentum of the bodyguard on the side was a little wrong, and immediately shouted, "Give me the knife!" You go and bring Ah Cheng down from the upper floor, and we'll find a way to get out!" ”

Jiang Futing's brows frowned slightly when he talked about Ah Cheng, and the person Song Minghui said must be Song Cheng.

But the third floor just on its own

I've paid attention to it all the time, but I haven't seen Song Cheng, where can he hide Song Cheng?

Song Minghui hurriedly took the knife, pressed An An in his arms, and stared at them with extreme vigilance, the knife was tightly on An An's neck, because his hands couldn't stop trembling, the sharp blade rubbed An An's delicate skin intentionally or unintentionally.

It didn't take long for a small red mark to appear on An An's neck.

"An An!" Li Ningru saw that An An's neck had been rubbed through the skin, and she screamed in fright, and begged Song Minghui desperately: "Chairman Song, please let him go, as long as you are willing to let him go, I am willing to do anything!" ”

Song Minghui looked at her with disdain, turned his head, and paid attention to the deafening siren outside the door.

The loud voice was close enough to penetrate the room through a wall.

Jiang Futing heard the sparse sound of the door closing, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, coming in and out, gradually surrounding the entire villa.

A horn suddenly sounded from outside, threatening the people in the room: "Don't move inside, you are surrounded now!" Please put down your weapons and don't make useless struggles! ”

(End of chapter)