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170 Killing His Men

"Brother, this woman killed one of our brothers."

Xia Chun was awakened by a basin of cold water.

On winter nights, even indoors, the temperature was only about ten degrees without heating. When the basin of cold water was poured on her, she suddenly woke up by the stimulation.

"Pure!"

She didn't even know how she got here, and all of these people were expressionless.

Xia Chun didn't say anything at first, thinking that Liang Shangjun would not believe her if she couldn't hear her voice. She didn't expect that Liang Shangjun would ask nothing and agreed to come within half an hour. According to what she performed in a TV series on weekdays, shouldn't she be sure whether she was safe first?

"We did not find out the cause of Qinghu's death, but we saw this woman having an argument with Qinghu from behind. It was because of her that Qinghu would hit the guardrail and die."

"Who are you?"

Especially the black man with a ferocious face in front of her, she was so tall and burly that she was extremely panicked. His eyes were filled with viciousness and cruelty. The look of looking at her made her body tremble.

He just said that he promised others not to hurt her, which proves that someone was instructing her. Who was instructing her? Si Hanyu's name flashed through her mind, and her whole heart was occupied by fear...

"Liang Shangjun knows us."

Si Hanyu's angular face instantly covered with a layer of dark clouds. When he put the cup in his hand, he stood up and asked:

"Mr. Liang Shangjun has a grudge against you, or are you being ordered by someone?"

"Liang Shangjun, don't come, don't come and die. They have guns in their hands..."

On the other end of the phone, Liang Shangjun was immediately excited when he heard Xia Chun's voice, but as soon as he shouted, the phone was suddenly cut off. He shouted again, it was already a blind voice.

"Smith, what hatred do you have for me? What kind of man is it to deal with a weak woman?"

She subconsciously pursed her lips. The watch on her wrist was still there, covered in her sleeve. They must have not seen it. Even if they saw it, they would have never expected that she had used an anesthesia needle. When she was pulling, her anesthesia needle seemed to have ejaculated the man's ear...

"I didn't kill him, he hit the car on the guardrail by himself. I fainted later and knew nothing." 13acv.

Are they drug dealers?

This was so terrible. The panic in her heart spread rapidly and instantly spread to the bones of all legs, even with deep fear in her breathing.

In the high-end private room of a club, Si Hanyu and Ping Weixuan were each sitting on the sofa, with two beauties accompanying each other. Tonight, Ping Weixuan invited him to drink.

The sneer on Smith's face deepened, and his black face looked ferocious.

Who is so vicious?

"Collection of the body?"

"I will tell you this person later if I kill Liang Shangjun."

While speaking, he strode out of the private room, his men followed behind him and replied respectfully:

The phone call has been answered, but she hadn't thought of a solution yet. Liang Shangjun's anxious voice had penetrated the radio wave and hit his heart:

Upon hearing this, Xia Chun's face suddenly turned pale, her body trembled heavily, and she said in panic:

Even if she has eight needles, she would not be able to hit them in a short time. Instead, they would discover the secret hidden in her watch.

Xia Chun's heart suddenly suffocated.

"When did this happen?"

The man next to her suddenly grabbed her arm, and Xia Chun groaned. When he pulled her to stand up, her legs hurt slightly. She gritted her teeth and endured it. A three-point stubbornness appeared on her little face and said coldly:

Xia Chun was extremely shocked.

"Call twenty brothers and hurry to the suburbs immediately."

"What are you going to do?"

Xia Chun refused angrily, and a thought flashed through her mind to target these people with anesthesia, but it only flashed by and was denied by herself.

"No, don't call him. That person was killed by himself. It's not my business. I don't know you at all..."

What she didn't know was that Liang Shangjun had found her current location from her watch. He was already on the way, and even knew that she was in Smith's hands.

"Tell me, how did you kill Qinghu?"

Smith seemed to be using her to practice Chinese. Although he spoke Chinese in a blunt and difficult manner, he seemed to be patient in answering her questions.

Her heart was raised to her throat, and she was breathing rapidly, her heart was extremely messy.

He winked at his subordinates, who nodded and turned around and took out a syringe from the cabinet a few steps away.

Xia Chun opened her eyes wide in surprise, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly closed her eyes. She swallowed the words she wanted to say to her lips and bit her lips tightly.

After leaving the private room, Si Hanyu strode towards the stairwell and said coldly:

"Okay, then I will limit you to come alone within half an hour. If you can't get there within half an hour, every extra minute, I will ask someone to cut her finger. If you dare to bring a policeman, I will ask your subordinates to serve your woman well."

"Who did you promise and who asked you to arrest me?"

In his anxious and angry tone, she bit her lip tightly, trying to suppress the turbulent rush in her heart, but her eyes were still wet in an instant.

"You really didn't kill him?"

Promise others?

Thinking of this, her body trembled suddenly. If her arms were not being grabbed and supported by her body, she would have fallen to the ground.

The black man sat in the chair with a gloomy face, and he stared at her for two seconds, and could not see any signs of her lying. He straightened up, leaned back on the back of the chair, and ordered the people beside him:

Xia Chun's little face became whiter and her clear eyes were wide open vigilantly. When the man walked over, she instinctively retreated, but when the two men caught her, she couldn't retreat.

"President, just got the news that Smith killed Tan Mingyuan and captured Xia Chun. Liang Shangjun is now on his way to the suburbs."

Xia Chun didn't know that the person in front of her was a drug lord. She only knew that they were bad people, but her true identity was not known.

She fainted at that time, and didn't even know how they got her here.

"Where is Ping Weixuan?"

A sense of horror flashed across Xia Chun's face again.

"Liang Shangjun, if you hadn't been too cautious all day long, why would I have to start with your wife? She had already killed one of my subordinates. Do you think I will count this account on you or her?"

**

"How did you kill him?"

"You already know what this is, right? Xia Chun, don't worry, this thing will not be injected into you. What I want to deal with is Liang Shangjun. As for you, as long as you cooperate obediently, I promised others and not hurt you."

"President, are you going to save Liang Shangjun? If he dies at Smith's hands, won't the president besides a big trouble?"

"Liang Shangjun is alone, Smith is not allowed to lead people. President, where are you going?"

Xia Chun was shocked, was that man dead?

I saw him leaning forward, his gloomy eyes staring at Xia Chun:

Brothers, brothers. "Liang Shangjun or the police?"

The man followed Si Hanyu downstairs in confusion. Upon hearing this, Si Hanyu turned around and glanced at him coldly, with a deep darkness in his eyes that he couldn't understand:

Her clear eyes turned and she looked around the living room. I didn't know if it was because of the wet body or the feeling that the people in this room gave her, but she felt gloomy and cold.

As a soldier, Liang Shangjun had caught drug dealers before, and she also heard him say that Sihanlin was caught by those drug dealers and injected drugs later. Later, she became addicted.

When she opened her eyes, her cold eyes touched the dark-skinned man sitting in front of her, her heart suddenly trembled, and fear and fear rose in her clear eyes.

"President, about an hour ago..."

Smith hung up the phone, looked at Xia Chun with a sneer and said coldly:

Not to mention that there are only three anesthesia needles left in her watch, and there are eight big men in the room.

Xia Chun was shocked and was about to get angry, but she endured it again.

"You killed Qinghu?"

"Smith, you are not allowed to do anything. I will arrive within half an hour and will not bring anyone."

The man spoke and spit out stiff Chinese. He couldn't understand what he meant without listening carefully.

"What are you joining?"

"Don't talk nonsense, take people over immediately. I'm not going to save Liang Shangjun, but to collect his body."

"Smith, you are not allowed to hurt my wife. All the accounts are counted on me. Don't you just want to kill me?"

She knew that his syringe was drugged, and they wanted to inject drugs on Liang Shangjun. But what is their identity and what kind of hatred does Liang Shangjun have with them?

After walking out of the club, the man realized it and realized that Si Hanyu had already strode towards the parking space. A delicate little face and clear and stubborn eyes appeared in front of him, and his heart was inexplicably tightened.

She wanted to stop them, but as soon as she struggled, her arm was caught by two men, and she could only watch them make a call.

No need to confirm again.

"No, I won't say it, I won't let him come."

Xia Chun was shocked and angry, her cold eyes were filled with fear. All of these people had guns in their hands. Liang Shangjun came, wouldn’t that be to die?

"You tell him yourself to save you."

One of the people standing beside Xia Chun replied:

"I didn't expect that you are really brave. I have seen a brave woman like you. This is the first time I have seen you. If you weren't Liang Shangjun's wife, I would really welcome you to join us."

She felt a little dizzy in her mind, and her forehead hurts on her left. She raised her hand to touch the painful place, and then looked at it, and there was blood stain on her hands.

When his subordinates entered the private room, Ping Weixuan was holding up his cup and clinking glasses with him. Upon hearing this, Si Hanyu's face darkened, his eagle eyes flashed in astonishment, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Call Liang Shangjun and tell him that his woman had killed our people and he could only appear here within half an hour. If he dares to bring the police, he will wait to collect the body for his woman."

She was so scared that she was afraid that they would hurt Liang Shangjun. Although she had blamed him these days, when there was real danger, she was extremely afraid that he would be hurt a little.

As if he suddenly remembered something, Si Hanyu suddenly asked when he got into the car.

The questioned man turned his head and looked at the club behind him, and said blankly:
Chapter completed!
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