Song Mingzhi endured the pain in his neck and slowly opened his eyes with difficulty.

As soon as I entered the eyes, it was dark in front of me.

Only a small light bulb next to it that was faintly about to break flickered on and off.

The room was cold and gloomy, and the cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the windows, and he couldn't help but shiver from the cold.

His hands and feet were tightly tied to a wooden chair, and he couldn't move at all.

He was kidnapped!!

It was the first thought that crossed his mind.

But who is the person who tied him up?

He began to panic in his heart, and tried to remember who he had offended.

It stands to reason that he listened to the man's arrangement and had already set the fire, could it be that he was still ready to bite him back?

They are now grasshoppers on a rope.

Could it be...!

He wants to kill people?!

After Song Ming knew that there was this possibility, the whole person was terrified, and his heart was pounding.

If it was really him, he would probably die without a place to bury him in a while.

Just when he was thinking crankily, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Footsteps were heard at the doorway.

"Pedal—" The footsteps got closer.

Song Mingzhi's whole heart was in his throat.

His pupils dilated, and he didn't dare to breathe, staring at the position of the doorway.

Every footstep sounded like walking on his tense nerves, lest a single force would break it.

Finally, the slender figure fell into his sight.

The man shaved his head, his facial features were cold and profound, and he was dressed in black clothes and black pants, becoming more and more depressed and cold under the dark night.

The cold white moonlight that poured in faintly outside the transparent window, after Song Ming knew that it was Jiang Qi's face clearly, he first breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, but then it was accompanied by another kind of nervousness and fear.

He frowned tightly, and said in a puzzled voice: "Jiang Qi? What are you tying me up for? Kidnapping is an offence. ”

"Click—" The grinding sound of a lighter, the sparks flickering, reflected the man's cold face.

Jiang Qi bit the cigarette in his mouth, and after the cigarette butt was lit, the smoke rose, and he said slowly in a low and deep voice: "Kidnapping is illegal, isn't it illegal to set fire?" ”

Song Mingzhi's face changed slightly, and he hid his inner heart very well, and said in a serious and serious manner: "What arson? It turns out that you still think that I set the fire, and I said that this incident was my mistake, and I will be responsible and surrender to the police. ”

"If you don't believe me, you should go to the police station with me, instead of doing this kind of private crime!"

Jiang Qi seemed to have heard some extremely funny joke, he leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand, and held the cigarette between his fingers, and the position of the cigarette butt was close to Song Mingzhi's face.

Song Ming knew that when he glanced down, he could see the flickering spark, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, his whole body was stiff like a mummy, for fear that it would burn him.

Jiang Qi sneered: "You are responsible?" Your so-called responsibility is nothing more than a small amount of money, and I have helped you to share the cost. ”

His dark eyes burst out with a chilling chill, "You pay and pat your ass and leave, but I have to pay for the whole movie." This wave of calculations is indeed not a loss. ”

Song Mingzhi swallowed his saliva subconsciously, his eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look at the cold man in front of him at all, his voice was much quieter than just now, but he still stubbornly insisted, "I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't mean to say it, I just didn't hold it steady at the time." If you think it's me, then you show proof! ”

He had already made up his mind that Jiang Qi would not be able to produce evidence.

After all, the surveillance at the scene was ruined, and there were no witnesses, he must be sure, this was just an accident!

Jiang Qi's face was cold, and after staring at him for a few seconds, he smiled suddenly, his smile was chilling, "Don't give your face." ”

He pressed the cigarette butt that was still burning in his hand directly on the beating pulse of Song Mingzhi's neck, and crushed it hard to extinguish the fireworks.