Chapter 187: Give Me Back the Golden Whistle, Give Her Back to Me...

Rong Sheng arrived at the International Hotel on time the next day to make an appointment.

Shen Sangmin had already told him the room number early in the morning, and when he arrived at the door, he was about to raise his hand to knock, but found that the door was hidden.

He pushed the door in, and Shen Sangmin was sitting on the sofa in front of him.

She wore a burgundy satin pajamas, her breasts were half exposed, she was about to come out, her makeup was more charming than usual, she held a glass of red wine in her hand, and her whole posture was lazy and half lying there, supporting one cheek with one hand, and her eyes were at the door.

I don't know how long I waited, but I didn't have half a point of impatience.

"Here we are."

Rong Sheng closed the door and walked unhurriedly in front of her, pausing at a distance of a meter or two.

Shen Sangmin looked up at him, always peaceful and indifferent, and seemed to be full of alienation from anyone, she just loved him like this.

"Sit." As she spoke, she bent her legs to make a little gap, and her pajamas slipped down, revealing a white thigh.

Rong Sheng ignored her request and sat down on the single sofa next to her, his legs elegantly crossed together.

Shen Sangmin chuckled, not angry, she straightened up and raised the wine in her hand at him: "Have a drink?" ”

Rong Sheng: "Sang Min, I'm already here, can you release people?" ”

"What's the hurry?" She took three or two steps to reach him, knelt on her knees, and pressed her body against his calf, "Can I still kill her?" ”

She said this in a light tone, like a joke, but Rong Sheng was stunned, she lowered her head and took a sip of wine, and then handed it to him, slowly approaching.

When it was almost to his mouth, Rong Sheng reached out and grabbed her wrist, and looked at her with a touch of yin owl.

Shen Sangmin: "Take a sip, I'll consider letting you go." ”

"Tell me I've thought about it after drinking, don't let it go?" Rong Sheng pinched her wrist, "What do you want to do with me to play this kind of word game with me and waste time?" ”

As soon as Shen Sangmin's hand was released, the glass of wine was directly buttoned on Rong Sheng's suit pants, a red wine stain, and she looked at him in surprise, "Sorry, I'll help you clean it up." ”

She said as she lowered her head to the wine stain, her lips pressed against it, and her tongue stuck out to lick it clean.

Rongsheng: ......

When the tip of her tongue was not touched, he touched her shoulder, and Shen Sangmin was stunned......

Rong Sheng's fingers slid across the satin pajamas to the side of her neck, cold fingertips swept across her skin, bringing out a burst of fire.

She closed her eyes, "Rongsheng, you want me......"

Rong Sheng's fingers paused in her throat, clenching gently, the force in his hand suddenly increased, and he opened his mouth coldly, "What are you?" ”

His strength grew heavier and heavier, and she could barely breathe, but she still laughed strangely, or rather, ...... Excited, "The more you do this to me, the more I have a sense of presence and pleasure." ”

She raised her hand to touch his hand holding her neck, but she was pushed to the ground first, defenseless, Rong Sheng's strength was also great, and the whole person was flipped out, making a violent coughing sound.

Rong Sheng sat on the sofa, he straightened his sleeves, and his expression was full of disgust, "Sang Min, you are the daughter of the Shen family, why do you want to practice yourself like this?" ”

It's ugly, it's disgusting.

Shen Sangmin slowed down, and his face was purple because of the cough, "Is it cheap?" I'm cheap, I'm so cheap that I want to be your slave, your dog, your stepping brick......"

"I don't need to."

"What do you need? I can give it to you! ”

Rong Sheng swallowed the breath in his chest, "I want Jin Xiaoshao to give her back to me." ”

Her smile froze on her lips, and suddenly became crazy: "Jin Xiao Whistle Jin Xiao Whistle Jin Xiao Whistle!" What kind of thing is she! Why get you! Why are you all thinking about her!? I've been with you for so many years, have you ever seen me in the eye??! You ......"

"I love her."

Rong Sheng's voice was not loud, but as soon as she spoke, she lost her voice, and the words were stuck in her throat. She looked at him in disbelief, furious......

In an instant, he covered up the storm that was about to break out, and put on that smiling face again, "Stay with me all night, I let her go." ”

Rong Sheng looked at her with heavy eyes, and before he could say anything, the phone was buzzing in his pocket, he took it out and looked at it, and pressed answer.

Chen Huai's voice was urgent, "According to what Shen Yun said, the location has been tracked, and I have already taken people on the road." ”

He poked his fingertips into his palm, answered lightly, and didn't say a word.

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and walked with his legs raised, and when he was about to reach the door, Shen Sangmin chuckled and asked, "Rong Sheng, you might as well give up, she's finished." ”

Rong Sheng paused: "If she is finished, I will let you and the Shen family die without a place to be buried." ”

After Jin Xiaoshao came to his senses a little, he touched the bottle containing heroin, and moved the stool with great difficulty to squeeze it to pieces, and used such a little fragment to cut the rope little by little.

Her mind was not clear, her mind was chaotic, and she could only instinctively and mechanically perform the action of cutting, and she didn't know how long she had been cutting.

It was dawn and it was dark again......

But he still hasn't broken free.

The door was pushed open, and she vaguely saw someone approaching, who was no longer clear, and saw the scar on his face in a trance. He was holding the same set of equipment as Shen Sangmin yesterday.

Syringes, glass bottles.

Jin Xiaoshao's sense of fear swept over, she shook her head, and made a sound, she really didn't know if she had made a sound, whether she had seen anyone......

"Don't ...... Other...... Please......"

Scarface seemed to hesitate, but only for a moment, he neatly drained the vial of liquid, and plunged into the artery of her arm.

"Blame yourself for messing with the wrong person."

What he said and did later, Jin Xiaoshao didn't remember at all, and her body began to suffer again because of the influx of these liquids.

Her body twitched uncontrollably, her breathing was rapid and difficult, and her whole body was tied to a chair in a very weird twisted pose......

When Rong Sheng and Chen Huai arrived, they saw this scene.

Chen Huai's people restrained Scarface and squatted on the ground one by one, but they still didn't care much.

Rong Sheng stood at that doorway, at a loss, not even knowing whether he should untie her first or hug her first......

Her face was bloody, the foam in her mouth kept pouring out, and her body twitched violently......

Rong Sheng had no doubt that this was the most terrifying scene he had ever seen since he was a child.

The little whistle he loved so much.

How could it be like this?

The rope was strong, and he had been slashing his dagger for a few minutes, and her wrist had been cut and grinded, and the flesh was blurred, and it was miserable.

As soon as the rope was untied, her body twitched even more exaggeratedly, and Rong Sheng couldn't hold the person in his arms......

Chen Huai was already stunned, and he used all his life to reluctantly speak, "What did you do to her?" ”

No one spoke.

Chen Huai kicked up and knocked over a row.

Rong Sheng saw the two syringes next to her that had not been cleaned, he bent down and reached out to pick them up, "Chen Huai..."

Chen Huai ran over when he heard the sound, saw the things in his hand, glanced at each other, and at the same time had a bad premonition in his heart. He took the syringe from Rong Sheng's hand, got up and turned to Scarface, his expression grim.

"What the did you guys do to her!!"

Scarface finally realized a hint of danger, and he swallowed, "It's nothing......

Chen Huai took a step closer, without saying a word, and directly plunged the needle of the syringe into his shoulder, his hand holding the syringe, "Give you another chance!" ”

Scar's face grinned, and he subconsciously wanted to pull out his arm, but he was so detained by Chen Huai's people that he couldn't move at all.

"I don't know!" He simply died with a hard mouth, but he didn't say it, and he couldn't help it.

Chen Huai had a smile on his face, then pinched the needle and thrust it into his shoulder, poking the entire syringe halfway in, and the room was filled with scarface's screams.

"Say." He looked good-natured and looked at the person next to him, "Who wants to try it next?" ”

Someone said in a trembling voice, "I, I said ......"

He frightened Chen Huai's ruthless and cruel operation, and Chen Huai kicked it up and knocked the person to the ground.

"You say it!"

"Note, the injection is ...... Heroin ......"

Chen Huai: ............

Rongsheng: ............

It was only after Jin Xiaoshao entered the rescue room that Rong Sheng finally understood what Shen Sangmin meant by the phrase 'finished' at that time.

Jin Xiaoshao was injected with that kind of thing.

Not enough to kill her.

But from now on, life will be worse than death.

Heartache?

Break one's heart.

Chen Huai said, Rong Sheng, I knew that you would harm her like this, and I wouldn't let go of it.

Rong Sheng's heart was drained all of a sudden, he leaned against the wall weakly, and slowly sat on the ground, his body and mind occupied by boundless guilt and self-blame.

How long did you wait? No one remembers.

When the doctor came out, his expression was not good, and when he spoke, Rong Sheng looked at him very seriously, but he only saw his lips open up and down, and he didn't hear a word clearly.

"I'm going to see her."

The doctor shook his head, "It's still dangerous, just wait." ”

Rong Sheng's heart, which has always been cold and hard, was shattered so violently. His eyes were hot, he felt like they were burned, and the angry emotions of distressed panic were so gathered and surging that he pushed away the doctor and ran to the door, and saw through a layer of glass the man lying there with tubes inserted all over his body.

He slammed the glass hard, a bitter wail echoing through the hospital hallway.

"Give me back the little whistle and give her back to me......"