"Brother Qian...... Brother Qian, I don't want money, spare my life...... Spare your life, Brother Qian...... Please...... Woo woo ......" Xiang Song Zhe was incoherent, his voice almost roared out with the strength of milk, the tough posture just now was long gone, and he just wanted to live now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Are there any other copies of the photos?" asked Mo Ziqian.

"Brother Qian, yes, yes, on my computer! I'll go back and delete it immediately, and burn it along with the computer, Brother Qian...... You're going to take my life around a dog......" Xiang Song Zhe cried in his voice.

"Hey, you're dishonest......" Mo Ziqian shook his head, his consciousness moved, and the clutch that he was holding tightly in Song Zhe's left hand was immediately released......

With a "sudden ......", the Haojue motorcycle flew out like a bullet leaving the chamber of the gun.

30 yards......

40 yards......

50 yards......

70 yards ......

90 yards ......

The pointer on the computer is turning rapidly, the wheels of the motorcycle are spinning rapidly, and the speed of the car is increasing rapidly!

Xiang Song Zhe looked at the motorcycle computer, his whole body was cold, and the oncoming wind on his face pierced him so much that he could barely open his eyes.

Xiang Song Zhe's heart seems to have fallen into an ice cellar, I ...... What kind of person am I messing with, he's not a human, he's a beast, he's a devil, he's a human ~ scum, woo...... The old road, this is the old road, and the dangerous bridge, does he really want me to die under the bridge......? ......

The motorcycle did not drive towards the town of Liyao, but towards another old road, the old bridge.

The performance of this motorcycle is really good, the speed is also very fast, in the blink of an eye, the speed directly climbed to 90 yards, the motorcycle drove to this speed, basically the line of sight is not very good, the ears are also poured into the strong wind, buzzing, can not hear other sounds.

It is more than 1,000 meters away from the old bridge, less than two thousand meters, about three miles or so, 90 is the speed of yards, although the road is uneven, but it will be there in the blink of an eye, Xiang Song Zhe was controlled by Mo Ziqian's divine sense, his hands clenched the handles, riding on the car, bumpy all the way, encountering a slightly larger pit, a bump, a bounce, was shocked and the blood was churning, and he felt that the internal organs were about to be displaced.

Really let me die under the bridge, the car was wrecked and people died, Xiang Song Zhe looked at the old bridge between the two mountains not far away through the headlight, as if he saw the death passage leading to hell, he was so frightened that his face was bloodless!

When the car was about to reach the middle of the bridge, the front of the car suddenly deflected, and the whole motorcycle directly deviated from the original line and drove towards a place without a guardrail! This speed is very fast, and the car almost drifts when turning.

With a bang, the motorcycle flew off the bridge deck and fell towards the parabola under the bridge with inertia, and the headlights of the motorcycle still shone in front of it!

"Ahh

......

Mo Ziqian stood on the edge of the bridge, looking at the night, and after about twenty minutes, Mo Ziqian said, "Give you another chance!"

"Brother Qian...... Thank you, Brother Qian, I will never dare to do this again in the future, I, I swear, if there is a next time, I will not die well to Song Zhe, I was struck by lightning when I went out, I was hit by a car when I walked, and I was **** Brother Qian when I slept...... I was really wrong!" Xiang Song Zhe knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, he didn't dare to look at Mo Ziqian.

"Focus!"

"Brother Qian, except for the copy in the computer, there is nothing else, I will go back and immediately burn the computer together, leaving no trace!" Xiang Song Zhe nodded and kept saying, for fear of upsetting Mo Ziqian, and having another death experience.

"You still have reservations!" Mo Ziqian stood in the middle of the bridge, looked into the distance, and said coldly.

"There's really no more...... Oh, oh, I remembered, Brother Feng, it was Brother Feng who asked me to send him your photo!" Xiang Song Zhe suddenly patted his head.

"My photo?"

"Yes, yes, I'm cheap, I sent him the photo I took from the post bar in Liangjia Village, I was wrong, Brother Qian!" Xiang Song Zhe poured soybeans into the bamboo tube now, didn't dare to hide anything, and shook it all out.

"Who is Brother Feng? Why do you want my photo again?" Mo Ziqian frowned, Brother Feng? Could it be the same Brother Feng who came forward for them after beating "Brother Bing" and "Bald Qiang" last time? Yuncheng is the only one who has intersections with him.

"Brother Feng's subordinate Brother Jiu, Yuncheng County Black ~ Society, it seems that a distinguished guest has come to Yuncheng County, Brother Feng has taken him with him in the past two days, just today they are still going to the karst scenic spot to play, the rest, I really don't know Brother Qian!"

"Tonight, I will let you live, provided that you have nothing to hide, if you cause any more trouble for me, I promise, let you see Lord Yama as soon as possible, and you will disappear from the world completely without knowing it! Also, follow me to Secretary Du's office tomorrow morning, express my attitude to her, apologize to her, be sincere, and have a deep understanding, otherwise I will not be able to spare you!"

"Yes, yes! Brother Qian, I will definitely do it, and I will never cause Brother Qian a little trouble!" Xiang Song Zheru was amnesty, and cried with joy, the tight string was loosened at once, and the whole person almost collapsed to the ground.

"Next time you see me, get away, I really don't want to see your underbeaten face!" Although the night was hazy, with Mo Ziqian's cultivation, he could still clearly see Xiang Song Zhe's face.

"Yes, yes, Brother Qian, I also hate this face, the people of the whole country hate this face, I will hit this stinky face, I will hit ...... Whining...... I'll hit ......" Xiang Song Zhe raised his hands to his face and opened the bow left and right, and kept fanning wildly, with great force, and the hit "snapped" straight sound, hey, it's difficult, this face is given by his parents, and it's not his fault.

"What happened tonight, you should treat it as if it didn't happen, if you chew your tongue everywhere, your end will be miserable, hum!" Mo Ziqian snorted coldly, and his body fell towards the twenty-meter bridge, this scene is very similar to the picture of a movie, which is extremely shocking.

Seeing Mo Ziqian jumping towards the twenty-meter deep bridge, his eyes widened at Song Zhe, his hands involuntarily stopped, and then slowly stood up, walked to the side of the bridge that no longer had a guardrail, and looked at the hazy place under the deep bridge, and Mo Ziqian's figure had long since disappeared.

A cold night breeze suddenly blew from under the bridge, with an eerie meaning, surging towards Song Zhe's whole body, making him quickly scream, retreat again and again, and Xiang Song Zhe couldn't help but swallow and spit hard, his eyes widened.

In the wild, the night wind was cold, Xiang Song Zhe tried his best to suppress his fears, and slowly walked home from the old road, he lowered his head all the way and did not dare to look at the swaying branches on the side of the road, but he always maintained his vigilance, the wind and grass on the roadside made his heartstrings tense again and again, for fear that he would accidentally jump out of some dark place and the devil would not be able to withstand the toss.

He can be said to have experienced the test of death tonight, it turns out that death is so close to him, a photo makes him swim on the edge of life and death.

Mo Ziqian has come home, with his current strength in the early stage of foundation building, it is too easy to jump under the twenty-meter deep bridge, the reason why he jumped off the bridge is to make Xiang Song Zhe feel that he is very strong and mysterious again, and let Xiang Song Zhe live under the shadow of Mo Ziqian all his life.