Yan Zhan didn't know whether he was pretending to be asleep or really asleep, lying motionless on the bed, Mingshu approached, and before his hand touched him, his wrist was in pain.

The people on the bed stared at her fiercely, and there seemed to be countless blood in their dark eyes, which made people stiff.

Mingshu's smile twisted slightly, "The strength is quite large, didn't you just want to die?" Let go! ”

Yan Zhan let go of her after a few seconds, "What's going on outside?" ”

Mingshu shook his hand, directly pulled out his injured hanging needle, helped him up, and said viciously: "Someone has come to pick you up, and now I want to exchange you for money." ”

Yan Zhan didn't have much strength on his body, so he could only be tossed by Mingshu.

Hearing that she was going to exchange his own for money, he didn't refute it, but just stood up with her.

His feet were weak, and he fell directly on Mingshu.

Blood oozed from the wound, soaked in red gauze, and Mingshu smelled a faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

"Don't die, it's worthless if you die." Mingshu wrapped his arms around his waist and scooped up his clothes from the bed and draped them over him.

"Whether I die or not is nothing to lose to you, even if it is my corpse, it is very valuable." Yan Zhan's voice was a little low.

"Someone hates you so much that they want to spend money to buy corpses to whip corpses?" Mingshu sighed twice, "Then should I hold an auction?" ”

Do you want to hate me so much that you hate the corpse? Isn't that hatred worth it?

It's quite exciting to think about.

Yan Zhan only felt that the girl who was holding him was laughing a little excitedly, and he didn't know what she was excited about.

"Don't you wonder why they have to kill me?"

"Curiosity kills cats, I'm not curious, really, don't tell me." I understand this truth, don't think of using it to deceive my snacks.

I don't listen.

Yan Zhan: Why is the heart of the "......" so tired?

Mingshu had a hard time supporting Yan Zhan, who was a head taller than herself, and she called the bodyguards outside to come in and take him away.

When he went downstairs, the green hair ran up while yelling, "Miss, the car is ready." ”

There were already gunshots outside, apparently fire.

Yan Zhan's head was getting heavier and heavier, he only vaguely felt that they had been walking down, the light was getting dimmer and darker, he was stuffed into the car, and it was cold all around.

The door was pulled open, and another person sat in, looking at her with some difficulty.

"Drive."

When the car started, Yan Zhan's body was not fixed, and he staggered, causing his wounds to crack, and the smell of blood wafted in the car.

Mingshu glanced at him, sighed, sat down to stabilize his body, and slowly brought it into his arms.

"You...... Aren't you going to exchange me for money? Yan Zhan's voice was very low, but at this time the carriage was extremely quiet, and Mingshu could hear it clearly.

"Oh, it's too late, didn't you see that everyone called."

"Heh......"

There was light outside the car, and the neighborhood was very desolate, and I didn't know what place it was, but the other party dared to attack so unscrupulously, and there must be few people nearby.

Mingshu lowered her head and pressed her phone, the light hit her face, and the corners of her mouth kept pursing a smile, which made her whole person soft and docile.

Yan Zhan watched her skillfully dial out the demon spirit, and then reported that there was a black and astringent meeting, and suggested that when they were about to arrive at the scene, they should not play music.

MMP's voice can be heard from afar, which criminal doesn't run away when he hears it?

Yan Zhan: "......"

I've never seen such a sassy operation.

After reporting to the police, Mingshu called the green hair again, "Find a way to hold them back, pay attention to safety, it's best to hold on for half an hour, it doesn't matter if you can't hold it, don't give it away." ”

This is the suburbs, the police are out of the police, it takes time.

"Miss, there is a car following us."

A voice came from the car intercom, and it was the car behind the broken back.

And soon the car in front suddenly stopped, and the road in front was also blocked.

Mingshu tapped his fingertips on Yan Zhan's arm, lowered his head and leaned closer to him to speak, "It seems that your life is really valuable." ”

Mingshu let go of him, first sent a location with his phone, and then pushed the car door down.

The people in front had already come down and stood straight waiting for her.

Mingshu walked over slowly, took the almonds handed by the bodyguard, and stood at the junction of the headlights and the darkness.

The whole road was silent, and not even the sound of the wind could be heard.

Everyone stood outside the car like ghosts.

"Miss Wen." The man in the trench coat standing in front of him on the opposite side spoke first, "We just need Yan Zhan, you hand over the people, and you can leave now." ”

Mingshu put almonds in his mouth, and a crisp voice came from the shadows, "How much money do you give me?" ”

It's straightforward and simple.

The man in the trench coat was stunned.

This topic seems to cut into something wrong......

"Xia Xian gave me 50 million, how much do you give me?" Mingshu asked again: "How can you get 100 million to show sincerity?" ”

"......" is a hundred million, why don't you grab it!

"Sixty million."

"One hundred million." Mingshu stepped out of the shadows, and her smile suddenly became clear, "The famous Hades will be sold for 60 million, and the people on the road will laugh at me." ”

Although he knew that the person in power under the Qingshi was a little girl, but at first glance he saw such a young girl, the other party was still a little surprised.

But you dare to sell Hades, who would dare to laugh at you!!

The man in the trench coat stabilized his mind, "Seventy million, no more." ”

"One hundred million, no less." Mingshu didn't let a single step.

Someone on the other side whispered something to the man in the trench coat, and the man in the trench coat looked up at Mingshu, his voice was cold, "Miss Wen, do you want to delay time?" ”

"Oops, you can see it." Mingshu was not embarrassed at all, but said very seriously: "But if you really give me 100 million, I will definitely hand over the person to you, really, you think about it." ”

Man in a trench coat: "......" believes that you have a ghost.

The man in the trench coat began to compress the battle line.

"Miss Wen, give you one last chance, now take your people and leave, our well water will not interfere with the river water."

Mingshu ate almonds calmly, and his tone was very brisk, "Look at what you said, from the moment you stepped into my Qingshi, the well water violated the river water, or did you come to my Qingshi when you wanted, and you can leave when you want, and you can catch a fish by the way?" ”

Although the latter words were still in that brisk tone, everyone faintly felt oppression.

That sense of oppression, which is different from others, is different from the momentum that can be seen, silent, but it can make people's hearts chill and fear breed.

"Miss Wen, this matter has nothing to do with you, why do you have to wade into this troubled water?" The man in the windbreaker gritted his teeth and said, at this time, if you don't fight, of course it's better not to fight, after all, this is Qingshi...... Her turf.

"Isn't it profitable to be unprofitable? I'm not happy to let you buy you with money, so now it's no wonder to me. Mingshu shrugged, "Otherwise, if you give me 100 million, I'll leave immediately." ”