Ning Sichun fell on the bed and was tied firmly. Not only was his mouth sealed with tape, but also his eyes were covered with black cloth.
Xiao Su was so distressed that he rushed forward and untied the rope for her.
Tearing off the tape and the black cloth, Xiao Su saw a pair of frightened eyes. The next moment, a delicate jade palm appeared in front of his eyes.
Pop!
A loud slap showed a clear five finger print on Xiao Su's face.
Xiao Su was stunned. He thought Ning Sichun had fainted, but she was still awake.
This is because those thugs didn't stun Ning Sichun when Serang was carrying out the kidnapping, but tied her up and got into the car, which led her to maintain a clear consciousness all the time.
Ning Sichun can't move, her eyes can't see, her mouth can't speak, only her ears are still bright. She listened to the foul words of those gangsters all the way, and her heart was filled with anger and despair.
Now I found that someone had untied me. The first thought that came to Ning Sichun's mind was not to be saved, but to be humiliated.
Later, Ning Sichun, whose body and mind had already reached the limit, tilted his head and fainted.
Xiao Su was stunned for a few seconds, smiled bitterly, showed a gentle expression, raised his hand and stroked Ning Sichun's long hair, and said softly, "I'm here, my wife."
At this time, the door of the manager's office opened, and a fat middle-aged man in a bathrobe appeared at the door, his beer belly bulging.
It was Qian Fugui who came. He had just taken a bath and was ready to turn the dragon over the phoenix with Ning Sichun, who had been salivating for a long time. However, he heard a strange sound coming from the room and hurried to check.
Seeing Xiao Su, Qian Fugui stood still for a moment, then said in a bad tone, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm the one who wants you to die." Xiao Su looked at him blankly and said every word.
In his eyes, money is already a dead man.
Qian Fugui was startled by his appearance, calmed down, and his small eyes flashed a sinister light.
"I don't know who wants who's life!" Qian Fugui stepped back two steps and shouted, "Come on!"
Just then, a group of uniformed bodyguards appeared in the corridor, with all the mountain knives in their hands.
Qian Fugui pointed at Xiao Su and said, "Who killed this unsuspecting SB? I will reward him 100000 yuan!"
When the bodyguards heard this, they all showed their ferocity, took up the mountain opener and approached Xiao Su fiercely.
Looking at the mob, Xiao Su's mouth rose high. That was his signature "smile of the hell". None of those who saw it survived.
His figure disappeared in the original place. At the next moment, people had reached the bodyguards a few steps away, flew a foot, and kicked on the chest of the front bodyguard.
The bodyguard felt as if his chest had been hit by a speeding car. His ribs were broken, his mouth vomited blood, and his body flew out and hit his partner. The momentum was not reduced at all, and he brought everyone down.
Xiao Su lifted the tip of his shoe, picked up the mountain opener that fell on the ground, held it in his hand, and leaped into the crowd like a tiger in a flock.
At the next moment, all kinds of screams were heard, blood and stumps were splashed everywhere, and the magnificent corridor turned into a Shura Field.
Qian Fugui's eyes widened more than twice, and he watched his men without resistance, as if they were easily slaughtered like livestock. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and soaked a lot under his bathrobe.
Xiao Su straightened his collar, and his whole body was covered with scarlet, as if he had been caught in the rain of blood, and his eyes were shining brightly.
Apart from him and Qian Fugui, there was no living person in the whole corridor. Those bodyguards fell to the ground and their faces were fixed with panic.
"It's your turn," said Xiao Su, walking slowly to Qian Fugui.
"The devil... you are the devil! Don't come here!"
Qian Fugui screamed, and his arrogance disappeared. He crawled backwards with his hands and feet on the ground.
The sound of footsteps sounded like a life drum, which struck Qian Fugui's heart every time. He was completely frightened and ran away in a panic, and finally ran to the roof.
Looking at the heavy traffic below, Qian Fugui swallowed his saliva. Looking back, the murderous man had appeared at the stairs and walked slowly.
"You, do you know who I am..."
Qian Fugui's legs trembled uncontrollably, making the already weak threat even weaker.
"I know many people. Kill me, and they will kill you..."
"It's a pity that you have no chance to tell them."
Xiao Su kicked Qian Fugui out of the roof.
"Because you hurt my most important person."
Qian Fugui screamed and flopped like a toad, falling straight down.
In a twinkling of an eye, his body crossed the height of four floors and came into close contact with the ground.
Putong!
Looking down at the brain splitting corpse, Xiao Su said softly, "Clean up here, and don't make too much noise. Hmm, just kill yourself. In addition, I need a car."
He suddenly felt a line of sight, immediately looked around, but saw nothing.
"... Am I wrong?" Xiao Su said to himself, turning to leave the roof.
In the high-rise business building opposite the club, a man in a hood sat under the window and let out a long breath.
"It's really a god of death. You can see it."
Looking at the photo just taken on the mobile phone, the hooded man smiled and pressed the send button.
"The boss is right. The man who controls death is not so easy to die. Now there's something good to see!"
An Aston Martin stopped at the door of the villa, and on the driver's seat was a handsome young man in a customized suit.
Xiao Su jumped out of the car, picked up Ning Sichun, who was still in a coma in the back seat, and quickly walked into the yard. Without looking back, he said, "Thank you."
"I can't afford your thanks!" The handsome man smiled bitterly.
Xiao Su ignored him, returned home, put Ning Sichun on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen to cook a pot of calming chamomile tea.
Half an hour later, Xiao Su walked out of the kitchen with the teapot in his hand, and saw a vase coming to her face.
He raised his hand to grab the vase, turned his body around, removed the strength from it, and looked at Ning Si Chun glaring at him.
"Wife, you are awake!"
Xiao Su was both surprised and pleased. He was about to step forward when he saw Ning Sichun step back and screamed, "Don't come!"
"Don't be afraid, you are safe now!" Xiao Su hurriedly put down the vase and teapot and repeatedly comforted, "I'm here!"
Ning Sichun didn't seem to hear him. He picked up his broom and hit him.
"I'll fight with you!"
Xiao Su saw that she was too frightened. She stepped forward and grabbed the broom. She put her hands on Ning Sichun's shoulders and shouted, "Calm down!"
Ning Sichun's body trembled and stared at Xiao Su dumbly. Tears gradually filled her eyes.
"Xiao Su, I, I..."
As if waking up from a nightmare, Ning Sichun couldn't stop crying.
Xiao Su tightened her heart, took Ning Sichun into her arms, patted her on the back, and said in a soft voice, "Not afraid, not afraid, it's all over..."