Throughout the second half of the night, Wen Yang almost kept wrestling with the rope on his wrist, panting for several hours, until dawn, and the rope was only a little loose, and he still couldn't completely break free.

At about seven o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang.

Wen Yang wanted to ask for help, but he was afraid that the people outside were Yin Qige's subordinates, at this point, Yin Qige's subordinates must have investigated that the last person Yin Qige saw "before he died" was himself, and he might be tracking his whereabouts everywhere.

Compared with Qi Han, who has lost his mind now, Wen Yang is actually more worried about the retaliation of Yin Qige's subordinates,

Because it is no longer a situation where Yin Qige is stalking and beating him, grinding and soaking, Yin Qige's subordinates must be eager to cut themselves with a thousand knives now.

Of course, Wen Yang didn't want to look at himself naked at this moment.

The knocking on the door quickly stopped, and after nearly an hour or so, Wen Yang suddenly heard the sound of the apartment door being opened.

Wen Yang's first thought was that Qi Han was back, because apart from himself, only Qi Han had the key to this apartment.

But contrary to Wen Yang's expectations, the person who came in was not Qi Han, but Wen Yang also knew that it was Qi Han's assistant.

"Qi Shao can't come over temporarily because of something, so he ordered his subordinates to transfer the place for Mr. Wen." Qi Han's assistant stood beside the bed and spoke respectfully.

"Transfer places? Where to? ”

"Qi Shao bought a private villa for Mr. Wen in the suburbs, and Mr. Wen will live there in the future, and he will personally explain to Mr. Wen when Qi Shao finishes dealing with the matter at hand."

"Wait a minute." Wen Yang suddenly stopped the man who reached over and was about to lift his quilt.

The man stopped and frowned, "Qi Shao said that you were tied, so the subordinates just wanted to loosen the tie for Mr. Wen." ”

"You... You wait a minute. Wen Yang's face was flushed, the body in the quilt turned over and turned his back to the man, and then moved his waist slightly to reveal his tied wrists from the quilt, "You help me untie my hands first, and I'll do the rest myself." ”

The man also seemed to realize that Wen Yang was not dressed, "..... Good. ”

The man was just about to untie his rope when there was a brief fight at the door, followed by a painful grunt from his two men guarding the door.

The man straightened up, turned and shouted his men's names, and when no one answered, he left the bedroom and walked towards the living room.

"What's the matter..."

Before the man finished speaking, Wu Jiong, who had just entered the apartment, pointed a gun at the man, glared at him and said sharply, "Don't move, Lao Tzu's gun doesn't have long eyes." ”

The man's face was pale, his lips trembled and he didn't speak, and when he saw the two men he brought over fall at Wu Jiong's feet, and there were two quite sturdy young men standing behind Wu Jiong, he forced a smile and said, "Is there any misunderstanding.... Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. ”

"Go aside!" Wu Jiong raised his chin at the man and motioned for him to step aside, "Squat with your head in your hands, dare to play tricks and break a few of your bones first." After Wu Jiong finished speaking, he turned his head and ordered the people behind him, "Tie the faint man on the ground with this man with glasses, and then go outside to guard, and I will inform Brother Yin." ”

The two subordinates began to tie people up, Wu Jiong went to the bedroom door to look at Wen Yang, who looked frightened inside, and dialed Yin Qige's phone, "It's done as planned, it's really useful to wait for the rabbit.... Well, people are there, but... Forehead... In bed... I don't know what's going on... Good.. Well.. Understood..."

Wu Jiong hung up the phone, stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at Wen Yang, scratching his head with a gun, "I'm really convinced, so you can still sleep." ”

Wen Yang's heart hung in his throat, if Wu Jiong came over and lifted the quilt at this time, then he might as well hit his head to death.

But now.... It seems that it is time to prepare to die.

"You've been pointed? Forget it, whatever you want. Wu Jiong shrugged his shoulders when he saw that Wen Yang didn't move, "If you can be so calm after Brother Yin comes, I will really convince you." ”

"What did you say?!" Wen Yang suddenly spoke, "Yin Qige? Abundant... He's coming? How is this possible? He's not.... Isn't it dead? ”

Wu Jiong's face suddenly became gloomy, he snorted resentfully in his nose, and after giving Wen Yang a blank look, he turned around and went back to the living room.

Wen Yang was even more overwhelmed, he couldn't describe his mood at this time, despair, shock, and a feeling that the burden was suddenly relieved, but in the end, it was an even stronger fear.... Fear how the demon who died will take revenge on him...

Sure enough, he still couldn't hide from Yin Qige...

A layer of skin was worn out on his hands and ankles, Wen Yang gritted his teeth, and tried his best to break free from the ropes on his hands and feet.... Now, he'd really rather jump from this window in his bedroom.

After a while, Wen Yang's familiar voice came from the living room, Wen Yang collapsed his shoulders in complete despair, curled up, his chin pressed against his chest, closed his eyes, and did not move.

"Inside." Wu Jiong pointed to the bedroom, "Uh... It seems that he is still reluctant to get up. ”

Yin Qige hummed lightly and walked to the bedroom without squinting.

Wen Yang heard the footsteps approaching the bed, his body couldn't help but tremble, clenched his teeth, and didn't say a word.

"Don't you open your eyes and look at me?" In a gloomy and cold voice, he couldn't hear any emotion, Yin Qige saw Wen Yang closing his eyes tightly and pretending to be dead, reached out and pinched Wen Yang's chin to lift his face, forcing him to look at himself, "Don't ask me how I survived?" ”

Wen Yang opened his misty eyes, and planned to kill and scrape without any response, but when he saw the injuries on Yin Qige's body, he was shocked.

Yin Qige had a circle of gauze wrapped around his head, and a large number of bandaging marks were clearly visible under his neck, which seemed to extend all the way to his wrists, like a mummy in clothes.

"Surprised by what? Shouldn't it be a disappointment? You and Qi Han racked their brains to want my life, but I still survived, not only survived, but now I am standing in front of you again, controlling your life and death. ”

Wen Yang's eyes gradually dimmed, and he wanted to lower his head, but unexpectedly, Yin Qige raised his hand violently, raised his face higher, and roared, "Speak!" You hate me that much? Hate so much that you want to kill me with your own hands?! ”

Wen Yang sniffed and said as if giving up on himself, "What can I say, you can do whatever you want..."

Seeing Wen Yang as if everything didn't matter, Yin Qige was furious, he let go of Wen Yang, and said with a cruel smile, "Okay, okay, I can do whatever I want..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Qige was stunned in place, holding the thin quilt in his hand and staying in mid-air, looking at Wen Yang who was tied hand and foot without blinking.