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Yan Zhan didn't know whether he was pretending to sleep or really asleep. He lay motionless on the bed. Mingshu came closer, but before his hand touched him, his wrist felt a pain.
The person on the bed stared at her fiercely, and there seemed to be countless bloody lights brewing in the dark eyes, which made people feel stiff all over.
Mingshu¡¯s smile was slightly distorted, ¡°You are quite strong. Weren¡¯t you trying to die just now? Let go!¡±
Yan Zhan let go of her after a few seconds, "What's going on outside?"
Mingshu waved his hand, pulled out his injured hanging needle, helped him up, and said harshly: "Someone has come to pick you up, and now I want to exchange you for money."
Yan Zhan has little strength and can only be tortured by Mingshu.
When he heard that she wanted to exchange his own for money, he didn¡¯t refute, he just stood up along with her.
His feet became weak and he fell directly onto Mingshu.
There was blood oozing from the wound, soaked in red gauze, and Mingshu could smell a faint smell of blood on the tip of his nose.
"Don't die. It won't be worth anything if you die." Mingshu hugged his waist, picked up the clothes from the bed and put them on him.
"It doesn't matter to you whether I die or not. Even my body 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 and whip them?" Mingshu clicked his tongue twice, "Then should I hold an auction?"
¡°Does this mean you will hate me to the point of whipping my corpse? Isn¡¯t the hatred worth it?
Thinking about it, I¡¯m quite excited.
Yan Zhan only felt that the girl holding him was smiling excitedly, and he had no idea what she was excited about.
"Aren't you curious, why did they have to kill me?"
"Curiosity killed the cat. I'm not curious. Really, don't tell me." I understand this truth, so don't try to cheat me out of snacks.
I won¡¯t listen.
Yan Zhan: "" Why is my heart so tired?
Mingshu found it difficult to hold Yan Zhan, who was a head taller than her, so she called the bodyguards outside to come in and take him away.
When going downstairs, Lu Mao ran up while shouting, "Miss, the car is ready."
There were gunshots outside, and it was obvious that someone was at gunpoint.
Yan Zhan¡¯s head became heavier and heavier. He could only vaguely feel that they were going downstairs. The light was getting darker and darker. He was put into the car and it was cold all around.
The car door was opened, and another person sat in. He looked at her with some difficulty.
"drive."
When the car started, Yan Zhan¡¯s body was not fixed and he was swaying around. The impact caused his wounds to open, and the smell of blood spread in the car.
Mingshu glanced at him, sighed, sat down to steady his body, and slowly brought him into his arms.
"Youdon't you want to exchange money with me?" Yan Zhan's voice was very low, but the car was extremely quiet at this time, and Mingshu could hear clearly.
"Oh, it's too late. Didn't you see that everyone is calling me?"
"Ah¡¡"
There is light slowly outside the car. The area is very desolate and I don¡¯t know where it is. But if the other party dares to attack so unscrupulously, there must be few people nearby.
Mingshu lowered her head and pressed the phone. The light hit her face, and she kept a smile on her lips, which made her whole person soft and gentle.
Yan Zhan watched her skillfully dial out the demon spirit, then reported that there was a black man who would fight, and suggested that they not play music when they were about to arrive at the scene.
mmp That sound can be heard from far away. What criminal wouldn¡¯t run away after hearing it?
Yan Zhan: ""
I¡¯ve never seen such a naughty operation.
After calling the police, Mingshu called Lumao again, "Find a way to hold them down and pay attention to safety. It's best to be able to hold on for half an hour. It doesn't matter if you can't, just don't kill anyone."
This is a suburb, and it will take time for the police to dispatch police.
"Miss, there is a car following us."
The sound coming from the car intercom was from the car behind.
And soon the car in front suddenly stopped and the road ahead was blocked.
Mingshu tapped Yan Zhan¡¯s arm with his fingertips, lowered his head and spoke to him, "It seems your life is really valuable."
Mingshu let go of him, first sent a location with his mobile phone, and then opened the door and got out.
The person in front had already come down and stood upright waiting for her.
Mingshu walked over slowly, took the almonds handed over by the bodyguard, and stood at the intersection of car lights and darkness
The whole road was silent, not even the wind could be heard.
Everyone stood outside the car like ghosts.
"Ms. Wen." The man in the trench coat standing opposite spoke first, "We only want Yan Zhan. If you hand him over, you can leave now."
Mingshu put almonds in his mouth, and a crisp voice came from the shadows, "How much will you give me?"
? Straightforward and simple.
The man in the trench coat was stunned for a moment.
This topic seems a bit inappropriate
"Xia Xian gave me 50 million, how much will you give me?" Mingshu asked again: "Why do you need 100 million to express sincerity?"
"" It's 100 million, why don't you go and grab it!
"Sixty million."
"One hundred million." Mingshu stepped out of the shadows, her smile suddenly became clear, "The famous King of Hell was sold for only 60 million. People on the street will laugh at me."
Although he knew that the person in power in Qingshi was a little girl, he was still a little surprised when he saw such a young girl.
"But you dare to betray the King of Hell, who dares to laugh at you!" !
The man in the trench coat calmed down and said, "Seventy million, no more."
"One hundred million, no less." Mingshu refused to give in.
Someone on the opposite side whispered something to the man in the trench coat. The man in the trench coat raised his head and looked towards Mingshu with a cold voice, "Miss Wen, do you want to delay time?"
"Oh, you saw it." Mingshu was not embarrassed at all by being exposed. Instead, he said seriously: "But if you really give me 100 million, I will definitely hand him over to you. Really, you think about it." consider."
The man in the windbreaker said: "" I believe you are the only one who has ghosts.
The man in the trench coat began to compress the front line.
"Ms. Wen, I'll give you one last chance. Take your people and leave now. We won't offend."
Mingshu calmed down and ate almonds leisurely, and said in a very brisk tone, "Look what you said, from the moment you stepped into our Qingshi, the well water has violated the river water, or do you think that our Qingshi can come and leave whenever you want?" Just go somewhere where you can catch a fish on the way?"
Although the following words were still in that brisk tone, everyone felt a faint sense of oppression.
That sense of oppression is different from other people's visible momentum. It is silent, but it can make people's hearts tremble and fear grow.
"Ms. Wen, this matter has nothing to do with you in the first place. Why do you need to wade into this muddy water?" The man in the windbreaker said through gritted teeth. At this time, if we can avoid a fight, of course it is better not to start a fight. After all, this is Qingshi her territory.
"It's not profitable to start early. Isn't this profitable? You are not happy to let you use money to buy it, so you can't blame me now." Mingshu shrugged, "Otherwise, if you give me 100 million, I will leave immediately ." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com