Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 667 The Grand Finale (4)
Jin Ziqi's appearance in Berlin was unexpected.

Seeing her getting thinner, holding his photo, and questioning around the crime scene under the scorching sun, he sat in the car and watched, but couldn't get down to hug her to comfort her, so he could only calmly say to himself: "There will be a long time to come." .”

But Qin Yuan's words undoubtedly made his heart ache.

He looked at Jin Ziqi, and she smiled faintly: "I can understand what you do, if it were me, I would do it too."

Liang Yichen came back at this time, holding an alcohol lamp and gauze in his hand.

"What happened while I was away?"

Liang Yichen smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Jin Ziqi took the things and said disapprovingly: "It's nothing, I just waited a little anxiously for you."

However, Jin Ziqi wanted to bandage Qin Yuan, but Song Qiyan snatched the alcohol, "I'll do it!"

Qin Yuan frowned: "Let Liang Yichen give me medicine."

Liang Yichen wanted to take over, but Song Qiyan glanced at him coldly, and the former immediately turned his head while rubbing his nose.

So, Song Qiyan began to disinfect Qin Yuan's wound, apply medicine, and wrap gauze. Looking at Qin Yuan's wrinkled facial features, Song Qiyan sneered coldly, and Jin Ziqi couldn't bear to watch it.

"I just observed from below, we should go out to the pipe on the right to be the exit."

Liang Yichen pointed to the right and said after Qin Yuan's wound was bandaged.

The others had no objection, and after resting for a while, they began to crawl in the pipe again.

"Shh!"

After climbing a corner, Liang Yichen stopped suddenly and issued a warning.

At the same time, Song Qiyan, Jin Ziqi and the others also noticed bursts of light from the exhaust vents below them, and noisy voices came from below. The tone sounded like those daring thugs.

Jin Ziqi held his breath, not even daring to take a breath. He lowered his head and looked down through the gap of the exhaust vent.

There were three or four men who looked like gangsters sitting on the sofa and smoking.

"Brother, if we can't find anyone here, how can we explain to the mainland? That Jane * Rochelle is not easy to mess with, what if she tells us to spit out all the money we have collected?"

The other kicked the person who spoke timidly, "It's worthless! We've done so many things for her, and she thinks she can take it back if she wants? It depends on whether she has the life to take it back! "

"Third brother, I think you are worrying unfoundedly. How can you not find anyone, unless they have wings, otherwise... how can a cooked duck escape the eyes of so many of us?"

At this moment, a group of thugs opened the door and came in, and came to their eldest brother, chattering without knowing what to say.Based on intuition, it should be reporting to the boss that they did not find these "cooked ducks".

The boss should be a very irritable person, but after saying a few words under his subordinates, he raised his leg and kicked the thug who was talking, "Useless waste, don't you just find a few people? Can't find it!"

Then, he gave another order to the second child, "You take them to find!"

The second child got the order, brought a dozen thugs to answer loudly, and ran out again.

It seems that they will not give up until they find someone!

Several people in the ventilation duct tacitly looked at each other.

Liang Yichen in front began to move slowly again.

His movements are very slow, very slow, as slow as a snail.

Of course everyone knew that he was trying to avoid making a sound to prevent the people below from noticing their existence.

Jin Ziqi met Song Qiyan's and Qin Yuan's eyes and nodded. They all cheered up and continued to follow behind Liang Yichen, crawling slowly towards the front of the pipeline in the dark.

Maybe it was because of the gangsters below, every time Jin Ziqi took a step, he felt his legs trembling.

I'm afraid that if someone is not careful, they will make such a small noise, putting everyone in danger.

After finally leaving the upper part of the room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they still didn't dare to act rashly, their mouths were tightly shut, and they continued to move forward after a short rest.

Liang Yichen led them to turn left and right, and after changing routes several times, they finally arrived at a relatively spacious intersection.

"It's here!" Liang Yichen couldn't hide his joy in his voice.

The people who escaped from the dead relaxed almost instantly, leaning on the pipe, panting, sweating profusely.

Villa in the suburbs of Berlin.

Liang Yichen was sitting on the sofa, the dim light cast a shadow on his face, the corner of his mouth was still slightly injured during the fight in the clubhouse, and there were many scrapes on his arms under his rolled up sleeves.

He crossed his legs and took a sip of coffee: "Mike, you are also a smart person, why do you always do stupid things?"

Liang Yichen looked up at the German sitting opposite him with two guns on his forehead.

"However, I admire your toughness the most in my life."

Liang Yichen winked at the brother next to him, and the butt of the gun in the latter's hand hit Mike hard on the forehead.

The man called Mike suddenly had his head bleeding, but he just let out a muffled grunt.

"Sure enough, it's tough, but what if you say you're going to hit your seven-year-old son on the head?"

Liang Yichen spoke slowly, but panic flashed in Mike's eyes.

"What are you coming at me for? I am the one who wants to kill your friend, not my family!"

"Really?" Liang Yichen's voice was cold: "Unfortunately, I'm not very clear about grievances and grievances. If others want to make me unhappy, I don't remember who made me unhappy. I always settle accounts with his family."

Mike closed his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.

"What will you do to let my family go?"

In the room on the second floor, Jin Ziqi closed the door, isolating the smoky scene in the living room on the first floor.

They came out of the ventilation duct and encountered interception before they ran far.

However, Liang Yichen was not in the underworld for nothing, and rescuers came soon.

In the end, the group of people who intercepted and killed them were all caught as if they were turtles in the urn.

With Liang Yichen's temper of complaining and complaining, he quickly brought people back and tied up his boss.

It was also Mike who was controlled in the chair at the moment.

Qin Yuan had already been sent to the hospital for treatment, so only Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan were left in the room.

Maybe it was because of crawling in the pipe for too long before, Song Qiyan's injured arm felt a little uncomfortable, and he was sitting on the sofa with frowning and turning his elbow, Jin Ziqi went to squat down beside his leg.

"Does it still hurt?" Jin Ziqi looked at the faint scars on his face, which should have been caused by the explosion.

Song Qiyan smiled disapprovingly, and pulled her into his arms: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

(End of this chapter)