"Sir"

The exclamation suddenly entered the ears, the messy wind, someone broke into the sea of flowers, Xiu turned his eyes, it was Ling's anxious figure, she walked through the sea of flowers, looking at him nervously.

"Is there something wrong?" Xiu tried his best to make his voice sound calmer, but the suppressed pain and anger still made him a little deeper than usual.

Ling shook her head, her eyes narrowed and she didn't dare to approach him, but her gaze moved over his body, touching his bright red palm, and her eyes suddenly became panicked, "Sir, your hand is ......"

Xiu lowered his eyes, swept his fleshy hand, and said lightly: "It's okay"

Ling refused to give up, she stepped forward and held his palm that was still dripping blood, her eyes trembled slightly, "Sir, let me help you bandage it"

Xiu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and Ling carefully took his hand back to the villa, found the potion and bandages, and carefully disinfected and bandaged him.

"Sir, you said that the hand is the most important weapon of the killer, you must protect it well, you are the leader of the shadows, you are the killing god of the dark world, your hands should be protected even more, how can you be so cruel? If you hurt your muscles and bones, it will affect the use of the gun very much."

"Well, not next time" Xiu leaned back, and gently curled his lips in the girl's slightly reproachful words, "Go contact He Ziheng and bring him over"

"Yes"

The spirit received the order to leave, and only one person was left in the villa.

He closed his eyes, pulled the phone out of his pocket, and dialed a number.

"The game has officially begun"

Southern suburbs wharf, abandoned warehouse.

He Ziheng hung up the phone and turned around and smiled at the figure tied to the chair.

"There's good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first? Well? Little Master Jingchen and Miss Ning Xin? ”

"He Ziheng, you neurotic, hurry up and let this young master go" Jing Chen wrung his eyebrows and roared angrily, his hands and feet were tied to the chair, his image was embarrassed but amazing.

"Yo, with such strength, it seems that those two punches have no deterrent to you, so it's better to have two more punches" He Ziheng approached with a smile and landed a punch in Jing Chen's abdomen.

Jing Chen snorted, his face turned slightly pale.

"He Ziheng" Ning Xin frowned, glanced at the person beside her who was clenching his tooth crown, and was silent for a long time and whispered: "Don't you have news to tell us, what is it?" ”

He Ziheng withdrew his hand, turned his eyes to look at Ning Xin on the side, and asked with a smile, "Then which news does Miss Ning Xin want to hear first?" ”

"Okay, right?"

"The good news is that the head of the Jing family has promised to use money to ransom people, and I think the Ning family will not sit idly by, presumably they are already trying to find a way to rescue them."

"Well, ahem...... The bad news? Jing Chen asked in a hoarse voice

"Bad news?" He Ziheng smiled lowly, approached Jing Chen, his deep eyebrows and eyes were playfully cold, "The bad news is that only one of the two of you can survive."

"You ......"

"What? Want to kill me? It's a pity that you are my prisoner now, and you don't have the ability to do it" He Ziheng laughed wantonly, smiled for a while, his eyes swept over the two of them, and asked faintly: "Guess, who can survive between you and her?" ”

Ning Xin's eyes flashed, and she gently turned her head to look at Jing Chen, Jing Chen didn't look back, just snorted coldly, and scolded He Ziheng: "Of course we can both survive, damn it, you despicable villain, you ...... Hmph......"

received a heavy punch in the face, and Jing Chen's scolding was beaten back into his stomach.

He Ziheng shook his hand, glanced at the embarrassed figure, and smiled gloomily, "Young Master Jing's words are still as ugly as ever."