"Bang!"

"Ah——!h

Xia Weiliang and Tutu, who were lying on the bed, were startled by the sound outside the house.

"Goddess?" Tutu spoke hesitantly, still holding his phone in his hand.

Xia Weiliang didn't speak, quietly listened to the sounds around her, and after a while, she spoke, "Tutu, you hide, there are bandits outside." ”

Saying that, Xia Weiliang got up and wanted to go out.

"Goddess ......"

Xia Weiliang turned his head.

"Be careful, I'll inform the boss first."

Xia Weiliang nodded.

Xia Weiliang avoided the bandits outside all the way with the hints of the surrounding animals and plants, and roughly judged the number of bandits and the number of guns they held, so they should have no other special abilities, but even so, they can't be taken lightly.

After observing for a while, Xia Weiliang hid on the second floor and looked at the bandits in a circle in the hall, there was a group of hostages squatting in the middle of the hall, and one of them was wearing a black fisherman's hat to cover his face, sitting on the sofa and playing with a butterfly knife in his hand, and the blade of the knife glowed coldly under the light.

Suddenly, the man's hand paused, and after a few seconds, he looked up at Xia Weiliang's hiding place, Xia Weiliang subconsciously dodged, and then a young man standing next to the man appeared in front of Xia Weiliang with a slight movement.

Xia Weiliang, who was squatting on the ground, looked up, "I... I give up. ”

Soon Xia Weiliang was taken to the hall and became a member of the hostages, but these bandits just brought everyone to the hall and did nothing.

Xia Weiliang couldn't guess their intentions, so she sat on the ground like this, looking at the quiet crowd, and glanced curiously at the man playing with a knife on the sofa, but this glance made her heart skip a beat, Xia Weiliang quickly pretended to be nothing, and looked down at the floor.

"It's her! It's her! That's her! A sudden hoarse voice caught everyone's attention.

A figure also blocked the light in front of Xia Weiliang's eyes, Xia Weiliang looked up at the uncle with a blue nose and swollen face who pointed at him with a trembling hand and blinked subconsciously, and unconsciously glanced at the butterfly knife man.

Uncle, what hatred and what grudge!?

The young man who appeared inexplicably in front of Xia Weiliang's eyes before grabbed the uncle and brought him to the butterfly knife man, "Explain clearly." ”

The uncle knelt in front of the butterfly knife man, "Master, it's her, it's her who killed the second child, if it weren't for her, we would definitely get that information." ”

After listening to the uncle's words, Xia Weiliang seemed to understand something when he thought about the possible reasons, but wasn't the news blocked?

"So? Or is it a surprise? The butterfly knife man casually put the butterfly knife aside, leaned back on his back, and crossed his hands on the right thigh of Erlang's leg.

Xia Weiliang was led by the young man to stand in front of the butterfly knife man, she stared down at the floor without saying a word.

The butterfly knife man looked at her quietly, and suddenly Xia Weiliang trembled, and said in a trembling voice with a crying voice: "Please let me go, I don't know anything..."

The butterfly knife man was so disgusted that he leaned closer to the sofa again, and Xia Weiliang was still "crying bitterly".

Normal people are like that, right?

"I don't care about the past, you make this matter clear first."

The butterfly knife man pinned the uncle's left hand to the ground with a flick of the butterfly knife, but the uncle didn't dare to move.

"I... I'm telling the truth...... "Sweat drips from the uncle's head.

The butterfly knife man pulled out the butterfly knife in the uncle's hand and watched the blood drip down the tip of the knife.

"I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."

"I... I really don't know......" The uncle looked at the butterfly knife that was inserted into his hand again.

"Then I think your mercenary group should be disbanded."

The uncle sat on the ground with a dead face, but still did not say a word.

"Mingyi, take it down."

The young man next to him was wearing his uncle's collar

"If he still doesn't say it, let his family accompany him on the road."

Uncle's footsteps paused, "Yes......"