"Either he dies, or you die! You can do it!"

Doudou!

As soon as he finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up. Only the beeping busy sound echoed in his ears.

"Kill him? Kill him?" Bang! The receiver in Mr. Qiu's hand fell to the ground again, and his eyes were filled with decay. Only one thought kept echoing in his ears, kill the child! Kill the child!

As long as he kills the child, he will have blood on his hands and never think of turning back.

He has ambitions, but he just wants to be a successful businessman in the mall, at most a profiteer. But now, he really wants to kill people!

He hesitated!

All of this seems to have gone into an uncontrollable direction...

If he didn't kill the child, he would be the one who died...

The assistant stood beside him, looking at Mr. Qiu with a dazed expression, and called Mr. Qiu several times in a row. Then he realized that a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, "I want to go out to do something, call me a taxi!"

If you don’t want to be punished by yourself, heaven and earth will be destroyed! Since you can only live one, of course he will live!

The assistant was slightly stunned. There were a lot of cars to pick up and drop off customers in the hotel. Mr. Qiu also had a special car. Why did he ask him to call a taxi if he wanted to go far?

Even if he was full of doubts, he couldn't disobey Mr. Qiu, "...Okay! I'll call a taxi right away!"

Ten minutes later.

The taxi carried Mr. Qiu in an ordinary jacket and headed out of the Xijiao City. Mr. Qiu reported an address and quickly closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. He said tiredly, "Call me when I get to the place!"

His face was depressed and worried.

He prefers his previous life than his current outlaw life.

At least, he didn't have to worry about being caught by the police and getting a gun!

Pa! He thought of this and slapped himself hard.

You really won’t die if you don’t commit suicide!

What kind of evil did he commit?

An hour later, the taxi drove away from the bustling city center and ran around the alley for a long time. Finally, he stopped in front of a abandoned factory in the western suburbs. Mr. Qiu threw down a few great unifications and directly ordered, "Waiting for me here!"

This place is remote and difficult to take a taxi.

It won’t take long to kill someone! What’s more, it’s a child!

He will come out soon!

The taxi driver held the baseball cap on his head, carefully rolled up a few big union pieces, put them in his pocket, and said happily, "Don't worry! Even for these big union, I will wait for you!"

After a pause, he blinked at Mr. Qiu, and said with a slutty smile, "Old boss, this place is a little bit, there are fewer people! As long as... you pay more, I can also be a bodyguard for you! Hehe..."

As long as he can make money, he is willing to do anything! "Really?"

Hearing this, Mr. Qiu had a thought in his mind, turned around and looked at the taxi driver, and asked, "As long as you have money, are you really willing to do anything?"

"certainly!"

"I'm willing to kill someone?"

"..." The young taxi driver was obviously frightened. After a while, he realized, as if he had made up his mind and said in a cramped tone, "Old... Boss, it depends on how much you give..."

"My parents are sick, and there are three younger brothers and sisters below who want to study... If you give me more money, I'm willing!"

...The last few words were said by him gritting his teeth!

Mr. Qiu looked up and down at the taxi driver's overly simple dress and honest appearance. When he was sure that he was forced by life to do something to kill someone, he said happily, "After the matter is done, I will give you 20,000 yuan!"

The young driver looked honest and didn't know each other.

Even if the police follow clues to find the murderer, the taxi driver, he may not be able to find him.

If it really doesn't work, give him another sum of money and let him leave Kyoto forever.

"Thank you, thank you, boss!" The young driver burst into tears and almost knelt down. He pulled out the taxi key and followed him happily.

More than ten minutes later, they came to an abandoned square.

In this room of less than ten square meters, the windows are small and the light is dark. A small figure curled up in the corner, with a strip of cloth stuffed in his mouth. He may be tired and afraid, and finally he couldn't support himself in a deep sleep against the wall.

"stand up!"

Mr. Qiu kicked him.

The child woke up in pain and looked at Mr. Qiu who was so fierce that he screamed with fear, his eyes filled with fear, and he shook his head vigorously, "Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu..." He wanted to go home, but he missed his parents!

Mr. Qiu's eyes were moved, but he thought that either this child died or he died... he instantly regained his rationality, "Child, it's not my uncle who wants to kill you! Who made your father disobedient? Now that people are speaking, it's either you die or I die... You said, uncle's good days have just begun, so how can he bear to die?"

"If you want to blame, just blame your dad who is ignorant of the current affairs!"

...

After saying that, he raised his hand and signaled the driver to take action.

The young driver was pale and his body was shaking violently, and he was even talking nonsense, "Old... Boss, you... you really come here, it's not a joke!"

Mr. Qiu's eyes were fierce, and he kicked him, gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "It's too late to regret now. Even if you don't kill him, you will be an accomplice! If something happens, the police will let you go! Moreover, I won't give you a penny!"

If he hadn't wanted to conceive his sins, how could he let the young driver come over?

Now he wanted to retreat halfway, but there was no door!

"I'm fucking! I'm fucking! Isn't that okay?" The young driver looked desperate, and cried, raised his hands and pinched the child's throat, and the sweat beads of beans on his forehead dripped down, "Child, I'm sorry, I was forced, I don't want to kill you!"

"I don't want to kill you!"

"You have gone down to the underworld, don't come to me!"

...

The young driver cried bitterly and pinched the child with his teeth, his teeth clattered, and the veins on the back of his hands burst. The child struggled hard, but his hands and feet were tied and his mouth was stuffed with cloth strips. How could he beat the young driver?

Soon, his expression was horrified, and finally turned into despair, and finally he slowly lowered his head.

Lost your life and die!

"Die? Really dead?" The young driver held up his hands, which still had the warm breath of the child, and ran out of the small bungalow as if he was in a state of ecstasy. "I killed someone! I killed someone!"

Mr. Qiu cursed in a low voice, quickly reached out to the tip of the child's nose, and after confirming that the child was not breathing, he chased him out, 'Why did he find such a slut? What if someone heard him, what should the police come to him?'

What should I do if the child's body is?

never mind!

There is no time to deal with it.

Anyway, it is deserted and no one comes here on weekdays, so let it weather naturally!

Just as they left, a quick figure appeared from behind the bungalow. Looking at Mr. Qiu and the young driver's back as they walked away, a curved corner of their mouths quickly entered the bungalow.
Chapter completed!