Seeing Luo Bingwen appear, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't help laughing in her heart. No wonder Lord Luo doesn't like him. It turns out that this guy is really a big straw bag.

When the heavy iron door was pushed open, Zhao Jianhui pushed and touched Aisin juero Fu Di sitting beside him. He whispered something. Fu Di didn't hear clearly. When he was about to ask, the light in the room lit up.

"It's you..."

Along the light, the woman who came over was still so exquisite that her slim figure could not be covered by a black dress, and the skin exposed outside the dress deceived frost and snow.

"Shh..." Li Fen put a finger like a green onion against her bright red lips, made a slight noise, felt a bright knife from her body, and walked quickly towards the two men.

Aisin Jueluo Fu Di couldn't help changing his color. He looked at Zhao Jianhui, who looked the same, and whispered, "what are you doing? Killing is a capital crime."

Zhao Jianhui looked at his environment with bright lights. Yesterday, Luo Bingwen kicked him severely. After four or five strong men practiced boxing on him like sandbags, they were thrown into a van.

According to Zhao Jianhui's estimation, the situation of van industry lasted at least three or four hours, and two talents were thrown into the dark room.

Now, finally seeing the light, Zhao Jianhui didn't care about the knife in Li Fen's hand at all, but focused on the room in front of him. But the facts disappointed him. This is an empty house. Except for the iron door when Li Fen came in, there is no window on the four walls of the whole room. Don't even think about guessing where you are now by virtue of the layout in the room.

Disappointed, Zhao Jianhui turned back his eyes and asked Li Fen who came to him: "what do you want to do?"

Li Fen smiled sadly: "don't be nervous, I won't kill you, and I don't have the courage to kill." As she spoke, she lit the small knife in her hand: "cut the rope and I'll let you go."

"Why?" Zhao Jianhui shrunk his feet and asked faintly.

Li Fen looked at Zhao Jianhui and asked helplessly, "is there any reason for this? Do you hate me so much? " Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "I can't say I hate you, but I don't want to receive any favor from you." As he spoke, he turned his head and said, "go, I don't need you to save me."

"Jianhui, I know you never forgive me. But... But I won't see you killed by them. You know, they have contacted Xiaoting and want to exchange you for the whole Rongguang group. Even if... Even if Xiaoting promised to exchange, they won't let you go. You'd better hurry now. " Aisin juero Fudi felt a little interesting. The arrested people were determined not to be saved, but the people who came to save them begged. How many women can this bastard have to do with? If two people are nothing, can they help him like this?

Aixinjueluo Fudi knew that the woman in front of him was said to be Luo Bingwen's woman.

"When will Xiaoting come?" Zhao Jianhui didn't seem surprised at all when he heard the news. Since he knew that he had fallen into Luo Bingwen's hands, he could figure out what he would do next with his toes.

"Right away. I'm afraid Xiaoting will be in danger. They said, "only Xiaoting is allowed to come alone."

"Oh, that's what happened." Zhao Jianhui's eyes moved. Originally, he wanted to see how much trouble Luo Bingwen could finally make and shovel him flat. But hearing that Zhao Xiaoting came to rescue herself alone, he was not willing to let Zhao Xiaoting commit risks alone.

Now that the plan has been disrupted, let's follow the changes.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui bowed his head, stretched out his mouth and bit the elastic band of his shorts. When he straightened up, he had caught a strong object like a knife and saw in his mouth. When he bit it in his mouth, he tilted his head and shook his head along his neck. He heard the sound of it. The cowhide rope tied to his neck had been broken.

Zhao Jianhui shook his wrist twice, and the rope tied to his body fell to the ground. He took the dark thing from his mouth and stroked it gently on his ankle, and the rope on his feet fell off automatically.

Aixinjueluofu flute watched him untie the rope so easily. He couldn't help being stunned. He really didn't understand why this guy would rather be beaten than escape yesterday.

Li Fen saw that Zhao Jianhui untied the rope tied to him without letting him do it himself. She couldn't help turning pale, trembling her lips for a long time, and whispered, "I... I know I shouldn't beg you, i... I still hope you don't kill him..."

As he spoke, he took out a light gray pilkadan suit, white shirt, red tie and black leather shoes from a seasoning bag in his hand and stuffed them into Zhao Jianhui's arms.

Zhao Jianhui looked at the clothes in his hand and looked up for a while“ Where are you going? "

"I... I want to go back to him... Anyway, he saved my father's life when I was in the most difficult time." Li Fen looked at Zhao Jianhui sadly and sighed deeply. With a knife in his hand, he could easily cut off the rope tied to him, but Zhao Jianhui just didn't do it himself. People don't even want their own favor. Where will they save face for themselves?

Looking at his desperate eyes, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Looking at her back, she said, "if he didn't hurt Xiaoting, I can keep him alive..."

Li Fen nodded and went out without saying anything.

Zhao Jianhui reached out to untie the rope tied to Fu Di and put Li Fen's clothes on him at a very fast speed. There was no need to tie a bag, but Zhao Jianhui still put them in his pocket and didn't throw them away.

Fu Di snorted coldly, rubbed his wrist and whispered, "go back and calculate our account." Zhao Jianhui ignored her, just waved his hand and said, "follow me." As he spoke, he walked outside the door.

Out of the door, Zhao Jianhui and Fu Di know that the place where they were detained just now is a basement. Walking along the dark passage, there was no one guarding along the way. I don't know whether Luo Bingwen felt that Zhao Jianhui was too trapped by himself. In addition, he thought that the big iron gate was an insurmountable cage, or whether the guards were supported by Li Fen.

Fu Di followed Zhao Jianhui closely. His little feet without shoes felt cold on the concrete floor“ Ah... "I don't know what I stepped on. I just felt a great pain on the soles of my feet. Aixinjueluo flute lost his voice and cried out.

With her cry, the basement, which was still dark just now, became brightly lit in an instant.

Zhao Jianhui glanced around without trace and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know what hit my foot." Fu Di leaned against Zhao Jianhui and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Zhao Jianhui still has time to be polite to her at this time. With the lights on, more than a dozen people in black have been surrounded in all directions.

Zhao Jianhui took it easy to glance, and then stared coldly at the front.

"Ha ha..." a burst of rough laughter sounded from the man in front of Zhao Jianhui. Two men in black clothes and trousers appeared in Zhao Jianhui's eyes. They are almost the same in height. One is fat and the other is thin. Their eyes, like wild animals, did not live on Zhao Jianhui and slipped away. Their eyes seemed to want to pierce Zhao Jianhui.

"You have great skills. You can escape in this way?" One of the guys stared at Zhao Jianhui suspiciously, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhao Jianhui didn't bother to pay attention to the guy. He said coldly, "don't talk nonsense. If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"Oh, I can't see that you have a pity for fragrance and jade! I really admire you. It's such a time. Even if you run for your life, you don't forget to bring your own girl! Alas, I didn't expect that the barrister who has always been pure and clean... Tut Tut, it is said that he is just like a man in the toilet, just like a young lady... "

Before he finished, Zhao Jianhui screamed and floated to the guy like a light smoke. He listened to the "crackle". Zhao Jianhui flashed back to his place. The man who didn't open the door just now gushed blood, and he didn't know that several teeth had been knocked out by Zhao Jianhui's palm.

Zhao Jianhui stared at him and shouted, "if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll cut your tongue!"

Looking at Zhao Jianhui's awe inspiring righteousness, the guy who hasn't spoken for a long time was in a daze, his fat palms and hands "pa!" A dozen people around Zhao Jianhui and Fu Di rushed up at the same time.

Before they approached, Zhao Jianhui suddenly rushed out, and the black awn in his hand flashed. In the blink of an eye, the two men in black who were in front of them had fallen down with their hands over their necks.

On their necks, a thin blood trough hissed blood out. The two men lay on the ground, stretched out their tongues and pointed at Zhao Jianhui. They were hoarse and couldn't speak.

Zhao Jianhui kept walking, stepped back quickly, kicked on the thigh of the young man running to Fu Di, listened to the card wipe, and the young man rolled out four or five meters away, shouting like killing a pig in a cold sweat on his head. Zhao Jianhui's kick has broken his thigh.

The chubby man was a big man with a pair of eagle eyes shining with a cold light. Seeing Zhao Jianhui's three moves and two moves, he had abandoned his three men. Suddenly, he snorted coldly. The eagle's sharp eyes fell on Zhao Jianhui's face. He said darkly, "ha ha, it's better to meet! Great, great! "

As he spoke, he strode to Zhao Jianhui's side, stood in place, his lower body did not move, stretched out his strong arm, opened his five fingers and grabbed Zhao Jianhui's neck.

Zhao Jianhui's vigilant eyes turned. Seeing that his fingers were about to catch the position of less than two centimeters in front of him, he frowned slightly and said coldly, "I don't have time to talk to you? I have to save people. I'm sorry! "

As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui turned his left hand up quickly, and his right hand had hit out like lightning.

The guy opposite suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Zhao Jianhui, are you really so confident in yourself? Don't forget, there are people outside the mountain... Er... Someone... "

The guy's words haven't finished yet. His fat body has hit the ground like a hill. A pair of eyes can't believe looking at Zhao Jianhui: "why... I'm not... Reconciled..."

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