"Cowardice."

The door was broken and locked, the younger brother took out a key, opened the door, and saw that the big beauty was still tied up and sitting in the corner of the wall, drooping her head, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Look at it, I said you guys are just worrying about the sky, aren't you still in a coma."

"And where did that noise come from?"

"Whatever, some wild cat or wild dog may have touched something."

The two walked up to Wen Qiao, the slightly chubby one half-squatted down, and Harazi was about to stay: "Brother, you really don't want to be cool?" Look at her, she's in a coma anyway, let's fight quickly, she doesn't know anything, the boss doesn't know, and Mr. He doesn't know, this kind of goods, we can't meet one in eight hundred lifetimes. ”

"I'm not going to get on you, I'm going to get on you, I'll give you the wind."

The fat man said and began to touch Wen Qiao's face: "Damn, it's too slippery, it's really ......"

Suddenly, Wen Qiao opened his eyes, his eyes were fierce and full of murderous aura, he grabbed the fat man's hand and folded it hard, the fat man was just about to open his mouth and shout, saying that it was too late, Wen Qiao picked up a piece of wood on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fat man didn't get out of the way.

The other scar man was stunned, Wen Qiao jumped in the air, and slashed at the back of his neck with a sharp knife, and the scar man quickly fainted.

The fat man was so frightened that cold sweat came out.

As if by magic, Wincho pulled a knife from the waistband of his trousers, the tip of which was pressed against the fat man's neck.

The fat man was still biting a piece of wood in his mouth, and he was trembling with fear.

"Tell me, how do you want to be cool?" Wen Qiao's voice was like a ghost, the fat man's scalp was numb, his legs were frightened, and he only dared to whimper softly.

He just couldn't figure out how she broke free from these ropes when she was originally tied up with five flowers, and no one helped?

Wen Qiao gritted his teeth: "Dare to use anesthetics on me, I think you are tired and crooked." ”

The fat man's head shook like a rattle.

Wen Qiao said in a deep voice: "If you dare to shout, you will immediately become a dead person, you know?" ”

After saying that, the knife went deeper, and blood came out of the fat man's neck.

Wen Qiao reached out and took the piece of wood from his mouth, and the fat man whispered, "I...... I don't shout, the beauty spares her life. ”

Wen Qiao said indifferently: "Who are you?" ”

The fat man sweated profusely.

Wen Qiao's knife was a little deeper, and his voice was ruthless: "If you pierce it further, it will be an artery, and the gods will not be able to save you when they come, if you want to think about it, then think about it slowly." ”

"Don't, don't...... I said I said, our boss shouted...... It's called Ling Ning. ”

Wen Qiao raised his hand, and with a knife in his hand, the fat man also fainted.

Sure enough, it was Ling Ning.

The woman used an anesthetic to stun her and kidnap her.

Speaking of which, it was He Xihuai who found something for her, if He Xihuai didn't choose her as the heir, how could Ling Ning embarrass her.

She Wen Qiao was not interested in the matter of the pentagram, why did He Xihuai win the pentagram organization from her brother-in-law back then, why did she so happily hand over the seat to her now?

Didn't you fight for loneliness back then?

Now she didn't have time to think about it, put away the knife, and went out, this is a very dilapidated warehouse, two floors, the stairs are piled up on both sides of the oil tank barrels and some chemical cement bags, and the air is filled with a pungent smell of chemical paints.

The light was dim, and there were faint lights downstairs and laughter.

Wincho stepped down the tin stairs.