The big man was about to speak, but Song Qianqian hurriedly covered his thin lips, humming and chirping, gesturing to tell him the situation of the two of them at the moment.

A hint of anger flashed in his peach blossom eyes, he turned over and got up, and said in a low voice, "You were threatened by eighteen strong men outside?" ”

"......" Song Qianqian nodded frantically, gesturing to show his loyalty, and asked him if he was willing to cooperate and escape from Ascension together.

He stared at her for a few seconds, his eyes were deep and clear, and he didn't know whether he was questioning the authenticity of Song Qianqian's words, or thinking about a way to escape.

"......" Song Qianqian was furious by him, he was obviously sitting quietly, but she suddenly felt a piercing chill.

"Shut up, you give me a headache!" He rubbed his temples, and his tone was full of disgust!

"......" Song Qianqian blushed and shut up, took out a handful of silver needles, and stared at the door cautiously, just waiting for those people to throw the needles as soon as they rushed in!

He glanced at the pile of money on the bedside table, his eyes dim, "Why don't you listen to them?" Do you love money or don't love life? ”

"......" Song Qianqian's face stiffened, and she said calmly: "I love them all!" It's just that I'm not interested in men! ”

"Why not misplace? In this way, you will have all your wealth and life! His eyes flickered, still probing.

"......" Song Qianqian's chest tightened and gritted her teeth!

Old swan, when has this been, how can he still have the leisure to ask this!

Is it not fragrant to be alive?

Or does he want to be strong by men?

Song Qianqian suppressed the irritability in her heart and said word by word: "I'm afraid that some of them will see it and die on the spot!" I'm even more afraid that you will settle accounts with me afterwards, so that I can't survive or die! ”

His eyes flowed, and he chuckled, "You're honest!" ”

"......" Song Qianqian's face darkened, big guy, you almost said that you were an accomplice, can you do it if you are not honest?

As soon as he got out of bed, he saw a small porcelain bottle on the ground, picked it up, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, "What kind of medicine is this?" ”

Song Qianqian frowned in annoyance, "It's just an ordinary refreshment pill!" ”

Damn, why did she forget to put it away, what if he wanted to eat it, this medicine is very expensive!

In the next second, he calmly poured out a pill and swallowed it directly in Song Qianqian's stunned eyes.

"You...... Aren't you afraid that this medicine is poisonous? "What about his vigilance?

"......" he didn't answer, he glanced at her lips, the meaning is very obvious, your mouth is like this!

Song Qianqian snatched the small porcelain bottle in distress, and put it away very preciously!

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you!" He said word by word.

"......" Song Qianqian didn't answer, she just wanted to escape.

"Ready, let's rush out!"

As the words fell, he walked up to the wooden chair, kicked the leg of the chair, and picked two of the sharpest ones in his hand.

Song Qianqian hid in the corner of the closet where he could hide, was he crazy to make such a big move, didn't he make it clear to tell those people outside to be careful!

In the next second, the door was kicked open from the outside.

I saw that with a wave of his arms, the two chair legs in his hands turned into an afterimage.

Then, there were two screams, led by two people with chair legs stuck in their abdomen.

The rest of the strong men were in a mess and hurried to help the two leaders.

Song Qianqian couldn't care about the exclamation, and when he saw the angle, dozens of silver lights flew out from the tips of his fingers.

The speed of the silver needle was so fast that no one noticed where the silver needle flew from, let alone had a chance to dodge.

Song Qianqian watched with satisfaction as the ten strong men fell, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the immortal boss approaching the strong man in a death-seeking style, and the six strong men who did not lie down were all holding daggers with cold light in their hands.