"Alas, since you are unkind, you can't blame me for my injustice." Li Qing sighed silently in her heart, then stretched out a finger, curled it slightly, and knocked hard near the window.

Dong Dong!

Jiang Cheng was happy. The sudden sound frightened him into a violent convulsion. Listening to the dull sound, he mistook someone for shooting at him, rolled under the bed, and skillfully hugged the back of his neck.

The naked woman on the bed also exclaimed. Her body clutched tightly in the quilt, just like an ostrich with her head buried in the sand, revealing only half of her white ass outside.

Half a minute later, there was no more movement. Jiang Cheng tentatively raised his head and looked at the noisy window. There was already nothing outside.

Hearing the woman's scream, two bodyguards outside banged on the door: "young master, what's the matter?"

"It's all right!" Jiang Cheng was still naked and didn't see any danger. Naturally, he couldn't let the two bodyguards in. The two bodyguards outside the door mistook the woman's scream for Jiang Cheng's flower work. Then they heard Jiang Cheng's voice and turned their mouths to each other. They didn't dare to disturb each other.

"Shit, what the hell." Jiang Cheng got up from under the bed and looked sideways at the window. All he could see was the green branches and leaves potted on the balcony.

"Young master, what's the matter?" the woman took out her head and asked nervously.

"It's estimated that a bird hit the window." Jiang Cheng said, reaching out and slapping the woman's ass. the painful woman screamed again, and a red handprint sprang up on the snow-white hip.

"I'll go and have a look. I'll play with you later." Jiang Cheng smiled. To be on the safe side, he opened the drawer, took the gun and held it in his hand. He was naked and leaned slowly towards the window.

When he came to the window, Jiang Cheng leaned back, then held a gun in both hands and aimed at the balcony outside the window. He still didn't find any clue.

"See the ghost?" Jiang Cheng roughly opened the window, and his hand holding the gun dipped into the potted branches and leaves on the balcony.

When he turned his mouth, Jiang Cheng, who had no harvest, was trying to take back his hand. He suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist. Immediately, the gun took off his hand. He was surprised. Jiang Cheng wanted to open his mouth and shout, but he was firmly clasped by a powerful hand. With the man's sudden pull forward, Jiang Cheng's body rushed forward.

Seeing that his body was about to rush out of the guardrail of the balcony and fall down, his strength suddenly reversed and suddenly pushed back. Jiang Cheng fell into the house again from the window and hit the floor with a bang on the back of his head.

It's not that Li Qing didn't want Jiang Cheng to fall directly from the fourth floor, but there is a soft lawn downstairs. If people can't fall dead, Li Qing has to move his hand twice. It's really troublesome.

Seeing Jiang Cheng fall back, a dark shadow also jumped into the house. The woman on the bed suddenly changed her face and screamed, "ah".

Li Qing suddenly took a few steps, raised the pistol he had just grabbed in his hand, and couldn't help but knock it hard on the woman's head with the butt of the gun. The woman's body was soft and paralyzed directly on the bed.

Then Li Qing stepped forward and pressed Jiang Cheng's throat, put a gun against his temple, and swallowed his cry for help.

"Shh, if you don't want to die so early, you'd better be honest." Li Qing said slowly with a smile on her mouth.

Outside the door, the two bodyguards who heard the woman scream looked at each other, and their faces filled with teasing.

"Shit, the young master is so fierce that he won't die for fun?"

"Hey, you don't know our young master's means. Remember that you used a baseball bat once. You can't trample and die a few in any year. You can catch a large number of pheasants in Yanjing city and deal with things when they happen."

Li Qing's ears moved, listened clearly to the words of the two bodyguards outside the door, and asked in a low voice, "do you still like this?"

Jiang Cheng stared at Li Qing in horror. His throat was firmly stuck by Li Qing, and he could only make a vague sound.

"Oh, I forgot to give you a chance to talk." Li Qing smiled and relaxed his hand: "but you'd better be smart. The gun in my hand is easy to go off."

After a few breaths, Jiang Cheng asked in a panic, "who sent you to kill me?"

"Hmm? I seem to have forgotten." Li Qing squeezed her eyebrows and said, "do you have any other questions?"

Jiang Cheng hurriedly asked, "how much did they give you to kill me? I'll pay you double the price."

"It's human kindness, which can't be measured by money." Li Qing said faintly.

"You haven't done it yet, and you don't want to kill me at all?" Jiang Cheng's eyes showed a clear feeling. As soon as the idea rose, he couldn't help feeling happy: "you can make a price at will, I'll give you how much money, or any conditions, and I promise you to tell me the people behind you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, you guessed wrong. I didn't do it now, but it's not time yet." Li Qing lowered her head, glanced at the watch on her wrist, and then pulled the trigger.

Jiang Ting sat quietly in the room, with the alarm clock placed by Li Qing between her arms, like a time bomb. Her expression was suddenly dull, nervous and excited. In just ten minutes, such a complex expression appeared on her delicate cheek, which only showed that Jiang Ting's heart had also experienced some rough waves. The room was quiet, making the sound of the needle ticking on the clock very clear. Success or failure, tonight, in just ten minutes. Although Jiang Ting knows Li Qing's identity and his past, her smooth forehead still sweats involuntarily. She knows that once Li Qing fails, it will be difficult for her to escape. She has to be buried with her. Her eyes jumped on the floor. Finally, she looked straight at the bookcase in the corner. Behind the Kangxi dictionary, there was a pistol for her self-defense. If Li Qing's action fails for a while, Jiang Ting will shoot herself before others break in. Because Jiang Ting knew that if Jiang Cheng survived tonight, even if he didn't doubt himself, he would take this as an excuse to get rid of her in front of his father Jiang Kaishan. This is a bet. The chip is Jiang Ting's life~ "Li Qing, you must succeed." Jiang Ting read silently in the bottom of her heart. Now she has nothing but to put full hope on the man's shoulder. The second hand rotated forward one scale and finally stopped at 10:30. There was a moment of silence around. It seemed that the time was still at this moment. Immediately after that, a harsh alarm clock rang through the whole room. At the same time, a gunshot finally cut through the sky and completely ended the silence of the night. Bang! Jiang Ting's delicate body suddenly trembled, her back stretched straight, and suddenly bounced up from the bed. The alarm clock rolled to the ground, still ringing. A few steps rushed to the window. Jiang Ting held the windowsill with her two hands and looked out through the cold window glass. She happened to meet a white body. She fell down from the upstairs and fell into the grass downstairs. At the same time, several shots rang out again upstairs, and then the broken window glass fell down. Several bodyguards around the villa gathered up and shone a high-light flashlight on the body. Then they shouted in panic: "the young master is killed!" "the young master is killed!" Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment. Her tight thin body suddenly softened. Her hands were still on the windowsill, but her knees fell directly on the floor in front of the windowsill, her head buried between her arms, Jiang Ting wept with joy. Jiang Cheng is dead! So far, Jiang Kaishan's blood only left Jiang Ting's daughter. Even if he was unwilling, he had to hand over the Jiang family's industry to her. What makes Jiang Ting more happy is that he finally got rid of the cage of fate. "Li Qing, thank you." Bei Chi bit her lips tightly, and Jiang Ting slowly spit out such a sentence. On the fourth floor, outside Jiang Cheng's room. A gunshot frightened the two bodyguards at the door and couldn't help shivering. "Something's wrong!" the two bodyguards roared. Then they couldn't help but say, drew out their guns, exerted themselves on their waist, and smashed the door open with a bang. The moment the two bodyguards rushed into the room, Li Qing dragged Jiang Cheng's feet and threw them out of the window. At the moment, Li Qing's body turned back to the two people and couldn't see his appearance at all. "Die!" the two bodyguards said involuntarily and pulled the trigger at the same time. Li Qing's body suddenly jumped, smashed the window glass and rolled out. "Did you hit?" the two armed bodyguards looked puzzled. They rushed to the window and looked downstairs. On the lawn outside the villa, except for a white body, there were several bodyguards who hurried over. There was nothing else. "Shit! Let him run!" a bodyguard smashed his fist on the windowsill, his eyes were red, and shouted downstairs, "the boy ran away!" when he recovered, the two bodyguards looked at each other and saw deep fear from the bottom of each other's eyes. This time, they were to blame for the death of Jiang Cheng. Jiang Kaishan, such a son, was killed inexplicably, It would be strange to let them go. At this moment, the whole manor was in a mess, shouting and shouting. All the headlights on the lawn were turned on, as if they wanted to replace the sun and drive away the boundless night. At this moment, no one noticed that a black shadow was lying on the roof, and soon passed away, leaving only a string of subtle laughter. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.