lovemaking

Chapter 8 Self-help
"It's so late?" Song Zijin was full of doubts, "You have to eat before leaving?"

"I can find a place to eat on the way, and I don't need to prepare luggage. This time, I'm giving her a chance to perform, and she can transfer to a regular job when she comes back."

Even she inquired about it during the probationary period.

Su Liangmo told Song Zijin to be careful at home, the car was parked downstairs, Song Ge took the lead in getting into the passenger seat, Su Liangmo knew that the road ahead was worrying, but he had no other choice but to sit in the back seat.

"Did you do what happened to those four people?"

Song Ge glanced at her through the rearview mirror, "You should ask Master Qing yourself later."

They have always clearly distinguished Zhan Dongqing's status symbol.

The black luxury car with bulletproof glass shuttled forward in the night, Su Liangmo thought that Song Ge would take her back to the villas, but unexpectedly came to a building towering into the clouds.

At the height of the 32nd floor, the elevator soars upwards, and outside the transparent elevator wall, you can see the night view of Yuzhou blooming beautifully under your feet.

Su Liangmo was brought to a room.

As usual, there are bodyguards standing outside, and the guards are set up within five steps. The long corridor is daunting.

Song Ge knocked on the door, and Su Liangmo heard the word come in coldly.

In the huge space, Song Ge did not follow in, Zhan Dongqing stood in front of the window without looking back, "Come?"

Such a tone, lingering and moving, it seems that the two have known each other for a long time.

Su Liangmo pressed his palms to the edge of his trousers, Zhan Dongqing put out the cigarette in his hand, turned around and took two steps closer to her, "I won't let Song Ge come to you, are you still going to hold on?"

"you can help me?"

Zhan Dong raised his eyebrows, "It's so straightforward."

"You didn't deny it," Su Liangmo continued, "and I don't think you will help me for free."

Zhan Dongqing pulled out a chair, rang the bell on the table to signal the waiter to serve the food, "Then tell me, what do you think you can exchange for it?"

The man's unrestrained gaze cast down from Su Liangmo's neck unscrupulously. She picked a seat close to her to cover up Zhan Dongqing's cannibalistic gaze, "What you want is the truth, right?"

"Is it worth it to exchange the lives of your whole family with one sentence?"

Su Liangmo clenched her fingers tightly on her knees, "You have to promise me one condition."

"Say."

"Find my dad and bring him back safely."

Zhan Dongqing couldn't help but frowned, "Yes."

Su Liangmo was surprised, but still thought it was too easy for Zhan Dongqing to agree. The waiter opened the door of the box and came in. There were two people sitting on the big round table, but it was full of exquisite and expensive dishes.

Zhan Dongqing raised his legs and did not move his chopsticks, "As long as you can tell me everything you have seen or heard, I promise to settle the next matter for you and promise to find your father."

Su Liangmo would be beaten to death and dare not tell the truth, because the truth has become the most ridiculous excuse in the ears of others, and she had already thought about it before coming.

"I did see your father being shot, but I was also very scared at the time. I only saw the man's profile."

"Is there anything else? Where's the license plate number?"

"I can't see clearly, I ran away in a hurry." Su Liangmo was afraid that he would ask carefully, and he couldn't help deliberating these words, "Help me find my father, if I see that person again, I might recognize him. "

Zhan Dongqing's secretive eyes stared at Su Liangmo's side face, and she couldn't help clenching her hands on her knees. At least in her eyes, Zhan Dongqing was a murderer without batting an eyelid. He died here.

The man got up suddenly, walked a few steps and sat down next to Su Liangmo, and reached out to hold her right hand that had fallen on the edge of the table.

Zhan Dongqing's fingers were slightly cold, she shrank her fingers, but she couldn't break free.

"Are you cold?"

Su Liangmo looked up at Zhan Dongqing's face. If it wasn't for the name, she would never be able to connect him with the gang leader. The hostility he showed was completely different from what Su Liangmo imagined.

He was still pinching her fingertips, but the next words shattered the peace in Su Liangmo's eyes, "Is your body temperature so cold when you do it?"

He slightly tilted his gorgeous face, with deep and charming facial features, Su Liangmo felt that every part of his body was being affected by his gaze, "Yes," she raised her chin, "so I am very boring."

Zhan Dongqing twitched his lips and let go of his hand, "The troublemaker is a branch under the Xiangxiao Hall. The person who died in the warehouse in the north of the city a few days ago is the boss of the branch. Now the second in command is taking over. Only when he avenges himself can he justify his name. You eat first, and I will ask Song Ge to take you there later."

Perhaps it was her word "boring" that got Zhan Dongqing interested, and he changed the subject to the point.

"Where are you going?" Su Liang couldn't help frowning.

"They all know that you led my people to the warehouse in the north of the city. Of course, you must be blamed for this. Han Zeng has already made an appointment for you to negotiate." He looked at the time, "There is still an hour. "

Su Liangmo fills his stomach casually, and the future is uncertain, but he finally negotiated the terms with Zhan Dongqing, and the man saw that she had almost eaten, got up and rang the bell on the table.

Song Ge opened the door and came in, "Young Master Qing."

Zhan Dongqing had a cigarette in his mouth, and stood in front of the French window with his back to the two without saying a word.

"Miss Su, let's go."

Only then did Su Liangmo react in shock. She stood up in the hall and said to the man's tall and tall back, "Aren't you going with me?"

"Who are you to me, why should I go with you?"

Su Liangmo followed Song Ge and took the elevator downstairs. There were no less than ten black cars at the entrance of the hall hidden under the dazzling neon lights, and the reflected light and shadow rippled from the top layers of the cars.

Song Ge got into one of them with her.

Su Liangmo turned to look at the door when the car started, Song Ge followed her gaze, "Miss Su, are you afraid?"

Compared with Han Zeng, Song Ge is much gentler.

At least he would call her politely, unlike the gangsters in the novel who were full of curses.

"It's your first time killing people, are you afraid?"

Song Ge didn't expect her to ask such a question.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff, the car moved forward quickly, and when Su Liangmo got out of the car after arriving at the destination, he realized that he had gone back to the warehouse in the north of the city a few days ago.

The motorcade lined up reminded her of the scene where Zhan Dongqing brought people here that day. Su Liangmo saw that the warehouse door was open and the outer cordon was broken. The police obviously needed to collect evidence, but no additional manpower was sent at night At this.

"Miss Su, let's go."

Su Liang couldn't figure out if Zhan Dongqing really felt at ease with her, or if he couldn't get what he wanted, he just pushed her into the fire pit?
With doubts, Su Liangmo entered the warehouse, and several spliced ​​tables actually neatly surrounded half the room with people. She looked up, and everyone was staring at her and Song Ge alive.

(End of this chapter)