The man at the head was very vigilant, holding the dagger in a blocking posture, and cautiously walked around the corpse and walked inside.

And Song Jinhe was hiding behind the door at the moment, the Tang knife was killed with one blow out of the sheath, and the man who followed behind was about to run when he saw that the situation was wrong, but he was hit by a cold and hard thing against the back of his head.

"You take one more step, and with a 'bang', your head will explode."

Song Jinhe's voice was a little hoarse, but it did not lack the slightest deterrent.

The man carefully threw the dagger in his hand to the ground, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and turned around cautiously.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

He seemed to surrender, but the moment he turned around, he wanted to directly hold Song Jinhe's wrist, but he never thought that the hand that came over was directly cut off, and the blood continued to flow outward, smashing on the tiles on the ground drop by drop.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were left alive, you would already be a dead man."

Song Jinhe looked at his trembling appearance in pain and sneered.

"Ahh You slut, I'll kill you! ”

The man lost a hand, and rushed up with tears in his eyes and wanted to die with Song Jinhe, but the next moment he was directly kicked to the ground by her.

"Both of your brothers are dead, so I'm really a vegetarian? Dare to rush up? ”

Song Jinhe kicked him one by one, and finally grabbed the stainless steel thermos cup on the coffee table directly and knocked the person unconscious.

After all this, she looked at the dirty ground that was trampled on, and scratched her head a little irritably.

It's all blood, and it's hard to clean up.

She took out a hemp rope from the space and tied the fainting man into a rice dumpling, then hummed a little song and threw the two corpses in the bedroom into the storage room next to her.

It is surrounded by the eyes and ears of all forces, and it is not good to throw the corpse out directly, it is better to stand still, at least it can depict the illusion of peace.

After packing everything up, she cleaned up the blood stains on the ground, smelled the strong smell of blood in the house, took out the air freshener and sprayed it a few times.

After making himself a cup of hot tea, Song Jinhe lay on the sofa bored and continued to read, not caring at all about the fainting man lying on the ground.

In fact, there must be traces of the origins of these three people, it is nothing more than that a certain force feels that she has some connection with Jiang Cixu, and plans to take her captive to fight with Jiang Cixu.

It's just that this group of people didn't have good eyes, and they actually treated her as a weak little sheep, and they gave her 3 heads for nothing.

Song Jinhe drank the tea in the cup without a match, and the man who fell to the ground also woke up slowly.

"It hurts, oh!"

He wanted to break free of the rope with all his might, but his right hand had been cut off, and the section was unconsciously rubbed hard by the hemp rope, and he almost fainted again in pain.

"Yo, wake up!"

Song Jinhe's tone rose: "How does it feel to sleep well?" Are floor tiles still comfortable? ”

The man was in no mood to fight with her, a broken hand, he was already a little top-heavy due to severe blood loss, and all he was thinking about now was how to save his life.

It doesn't matter if his hand is gone, but if his life is gone, he really won't be able to live.

Finally survived 3 rounds of natural disasters, and he didn't want to die at the hands of a woman.

"You let me go, let me tell you who made me here, how about it?"

His voice trembled, and the pain prevented him from speaking a complete sentence, intermittently expressing what he meant.

Song Jinhe put the cup in his hand on the coffee table and shook his head helplessly: "It's not good."

Even if I don't let you go, I have a way to get you to spit out the truth. ”

Hearing her say this, the man couldn't help but shudder.

She's a devil, with the face of an angel, but she's even more terrifying than a demon.

"The fight between you has nothing to do with me, I also collect money from people to do things for others, if they didn't instruct me, I would never come over to harm you.

If you let me go, I can help you identify those who want to harm you and bring them to justice! ”

The man opened his mouth a little excitedly to discuss with Song Jinhe, but the other party's attitude was still lukewarm.

"Don't say it so nicely, who can you help me identify, don't you know that you yourself are also cannon fodder?

The person who connects with you is probably just a small minion, and with such a small person, you can't catch the real backer behind him.

And you're just a little cannon fodder sent by someone to investigate my details, and if you can succeed in arresting me, it will be a great favor for them, and they will naturally not do anything to you.

But are you sure that if you arrest me, can the three of you survive safely from Jiang Cixu's hands?

And you didn't catch me, and the people who sent you just happened to be able to find out the depth of my strength so that they could find a way to deal with me in the future, but they wouldn't come and save you.

It's ridiculous, you have been sold and you still think you are a treasure? Really, when you can maneuver around like a fish in water? ”

The lie that deceived himself was exposed by Song Jinhe on the spot, and the man lay on the floor like a lifeless dead fish, looking at the ceiling numbly.

No wonder the remuneration is so much, the deposit alone gave him 10 catties of food, and said that he would give him 30 catties after completing the task.

It turned out that they had already thought that he didn't have the life to get the 30 catties of grain, even if he really gave it to him, he would die in the hands of Jiang Cixu immediately, and he didn't even have a chance to eat the 30 catties of grain.

Where is this recruiting killers, it is clearly looking for someone to be a substitute for the dead ghost.

The man was already desperate, Song Jinhe looked at his numb and sluggish expression and suddenly felt bored, sitting on the sofa quietly sipping tea.

It is true that this man alone cannot find out the real culprit who wants to kill her, but he is not useless.

Follow the vine, and all transactions can be followed.

Song Jinhe is very patient, she knows that the forces in the base are complicated, and she also knows that there may be more than one person who wants to harm her.

But so what? Anyone who attacked her, she would pay tribute to them one by one, so that they knew that she was not a master to be messed with.

Taking her time, she wanted to see who could play whom.

Because of the arrival of these three people, Song Jinhe didn't dare to stay in the room to rest anymore, for fear that he would be assassinated after he fell asleep.

She sat in the living room and waited all night, but she never waited for Cheng Qianhuai to come back.

Although there were some doubts in her heart, she did not feel too uneasy or afraid.

Song Jinhe has never been a little white flower who is so weak that she needs a man's protection, even if Cheng Qianhuai is not there, she alone is enough to deal with those ill-intentioned eyes.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, she probably understood that Cheng Qianhuai was afraid that she was tripped by the task and couldn't come back, so she simply held up the protective cover.