Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

In fact, from the beginning to the end, they never thought about or planned to let the child go!

Let Shangguan Zhixing go back only because she has excellent medical skills and can save Li Ye.

Sikong Lingge clenched the gun in his hand, "I will say it again for the last time, put the child down, and you all retreat ten meters away!"

"Listen to the song..."

Madam Feng wanted to say something else, but Sikong Lingge didn't want to listen to it anymore, and didn't want to be bewitched by her words anymore.

"roll!"

"Bang bang—"

Sikong Lingge roared and fired two shots in a row as a warning.

Madam Feng trembled all over, she dared not say anything else, exchanged a glance with Madam Feng, and immediately did what Sikong Linge said——

Slowly put the child down and back out.

In the distance, the media reporters heard gunshots again, and became even more commotion, scrambling to squeeze forward, trying to grab the headlines.

Master Feng ordered people to block all media reporters from the gate, so as not to allow them to spy.

Although the media reporters had a lot of opinions, due to Master Feng's status in the political world, they didn't dare to offend easily, so they could only withdraw obediently.

Meanwhile, the guest room.

Sikong Lingge stood behind the door, listening to the situation outside, feeling extremely tense.

After a few seconds, after making sure that there was no sound coming from outside, Sikong Lingge turned his head and pointed to the nearest servant, "You, open the door."

"Yes..." The servant didn't dare to delay for a moment, and went to open the door.

While firing, he looked at the gun in Sikong Ling's singer in fear, his face was ashen.

Several times, I was too shaken to hold the doorknob and slid open.

The servant gritted his teeth and persisted, and finally opened the door.

The corridor was empty, and there was no one there.

Mrs. Feng dared to deceive her, and didn't leave the child behind! ?

In an instant, a burst of furious flames shot up in his chest. Sikong Lingge's eyes turned red with rage, and he raised his hand suddenly, about to shoot Fang Yiren, who was paralyzed on the sofa and dying, to end her life...

Just a second before she was about to pull the trigger, the servant suddenly yelled——

"Miss Sikong, child—"

Singer Sikong Ling put it away suddenly, turned around, and saw the child wrapped in a thin blanket and placed in a corner.

Without even thinking about it, Sikong Lingge rushed over——

The child was lying in the middle of the blanket, sucking his fingers, his face was flushed, and he looked very healthy, not at all like he had been tortured by Fang Yiren.

Sikong Lingge picked up the child carefully, for fear that if he moved too hard, it would hurt her.

As soon as the child smelled the familiar scent, he immediately crawled into Sikong Lingge's arms.

Sikong Lingge's eyes were foggy, tears almost fell down.

She quickly reached out to wipe it away, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the servant, who was lying on her body, secretly beckoning to Mrs. Feng in the distance, telling them to come over...

His face turned serious, he aimed his gun at them, and snorted fiercely, "It seems that you also want to taste what the bullet tastes like."

The servants were shocked, and shrank in the corner trembling in horror.

"Si, Miss Sikong..."

Sikong Lingge got up slowly, pointed his gun at them, his face was cold.

The servants huddled together, almost dying of fright.

"Miss Si, Miss Sikong, my husband and wife have left the child at your request...Miss Fang has lost a lot of blood...If you don't seek medical attention, she will die..."

"Dead?" Sikong Lingge sneered, "The kind of woman who can kill even a child under the age of [-], what if she dies—"