At this moment, the light suddenly went out.

Li Qing's body stiffened slightly, then stopped moving, slowly closed her eyes and quietly looked for the movement around.

After a stalemate for half an hour, Li Qingcai opened his eyes again, and a smile slowly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Yang Xun, come out." Li Qing's voice sounded slowly. "If you don't come out again, I can only invite you."

Under such circumstances, Li Qing would openly expose his whereabouts. To outsiders, it would be a foolish act.

However, Yang Xun, who was hidden in the dark, did not take any action. For him, Li Qing is too dangerous. If he doesn't take the best opportunity, he may have exposed his position.

Li Qing slowly measured his steps along the iron frame, and his tone seemed very relaxed: "why don't you just explain to me what the purpose of tying Wen Yang here is? So when I catch you, I can know how to deal with you."

Looking at a direction in the darkness, Li Qing gently glanced at the corners of her mouth and was about to make a sound again. There was a sudden noise outside, and then came Qian Liming's rough voice: "why is it so fucking dark here? Do you have a flashlight? Bring the flashlight!"

Li Qing was speechless for a while. This goods will really make trouble. It's not good when to come, but he came here at this time.

After a while, with the light of the flashlight, Qian Liming rushed in with a submachine gun at the lower end of a group of bodyguards and mercenaries.

"Big brother! Big brother! Where are you?" Qian Liming shouted at the top of his voice. By the light of the flashlight, he happened to see Wen Yang tied to the rudder.

"Eh? This is little white hair?" Qian Liming shouted, twisted his ass, pulled the dagger from his waist, climbed up the rudder, and lifted the cloth cover on Wen Yang's head with a knife.

"Found it." Qian Liming shouted excitedly and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Yang's white hair. "It's really you little bastard."

Because he was too excited, Qian Liming's combat power was unstable. He fell off the rudder with a plop and bared his teeth in pain. While falling, he couldn't help pulling off a strand of Wenyang's hair.

"Shit, it hurts me." the bodyguard behind him quickly helped Qian Liming up. He patted his ass, rubbed his hands, and then looked up at Wen Yang. He found that the latter was staring at him.

Wen Yang's face was still painted black. It looked a little seeping. Qian Liming trembled and couldn't help but step back: "you little bastard, I'm here to save you. Why are you staring at me like that."

"You stare at me again?" Qian Liming puffed up his stomach and threatened, "I'm no better than I was in the past. Now I want people, guns and guns. I'm not afraid of you at all."

Wen Yang couldn't speak. His nose pumped fiercely. He still stared at Qian Liming with round eyes and a "try and try" posture.

Qian Liming also rushed forward angrily, grabbed the rudder and struggled to spin. The rudder turned under Qian Liming's control, causing an upside down to Wen Yang.

"Ouch, can you still play like this?" Qian Liming became addicted, climbed up the rudder and turned, "let you stare at me, let you stare at me again."

After a while, Qian liming was a little nervous when he saw that Wen Yang still didn't mean to be soft. After all, he couldn't kill Wen Yang. The little bastard had to be let go sooner or later. It's no use turning him around now.

At that time, with money, the rotten people and broken guns in Liming's hands are not much different from none. Qian Liming stopped his hand: "why don't we discuss it, I'll let you go, and the matter just now will be written off, okay?"

Wen Yang is angry, but on second thought, Li Qing and Yang Xun are still up there. They don't know what's going on. They have to go and have a look early. Under the low eaves, Wen Yang had to bow his head. At present, Wen Yang was angry, closed his eyes and painstakingly nodded his head.

Qian liming was overjoyed when he saw Wen Yang's promise of reconciliation. He quickly waved to the people around him: "come on, untie him."

The bodyguard rushed over and first untied the rope on Wen Yang's mouth. This was the complete removal of the headgear. Wen Yang was disheartened and gasped: "I'm suffocating."

The corners of Wen Yang's mouth were cracked by the rope, and a long bloodstain spread behind his ears, which was quite ferocious. Qian Liming saw his eyes twitch: "how many days have you been tied?"

"It's estimated to be four or five days." Wen Yang gnashed his teeth and replied fiercely.

"Dong Qian, this chain is locked and can't be opened." a bodyguard suddenly shouted.

Qian Liming listened to the urgent twists and turns and quickly raised his hand: "where's the key? Go find the key."

"Do you all eat shit!" Wen Yang couldn't bear it and began to curse directly. "You have guns in your hands and you still need to find keys?"

Qian Liming suddenly realized, but he couldn't help but tilt his mouth and stretch out his fingers to point to Wen Yang: "how can you swear? Anyway, I saved you. Do you treat the life-saving benefactor like this?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Brother is up there. Put me down quickly." Wen Yang said impatiently.

"Ah? Brother... Up there?" Qian Liming patted his head, took the submachine gun in his hand and shot at the iron chain on Wen Yang's leg. Instead of hitting the iron chain, the bullet wiped Wen Yang's thigh and flew out. He plunged into the rudder and brought a wave of blood.

"Shit! You're going to kill me!" Wen Yang shivered with pain and couldn't help scolding a dirty word.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, maybe." Qian Liming wiped the cold sweat on his head and apologized, "I'll try another shot."

Wen Yang was furious: "go away! What do you mean to try? Let you try again. I'll tell you my life here. Someone else!"

Qian Liming responded and turned to recruit a mercenary. The man raised the muzzle of the gun and fired several pretty shots, and the chain was opened.

Qian Liming and his bodyguards tore the chain apart in a hurry. Wen Yang was tied for too long. Suddenly, he loosened his legs and fell directly to the ground.

"It's useless to put you down like this," Qian Liming said.

"Less nonsense." Wen Yang supported the ground with his hands, bit his teeth and arched up. He still didn't get up and fell to the ground again.

At this time, there was a dull sound of "bang" from the steel frame overhead, and then a dark shadow fell down, fell on a pile of waste, and lifted up a mass of dust, choking people almost unable to open their eyes.

"Don't go!" Wen Yang hurriedly warned, but it was still a step late. Qian Liming had rushed out.

"Big brother!" in this space, there was only the faint light of the flashlight, and the rest were dark. Qian Liming mistook the man who fell for Li Qing, so he rushed over and reached out to help him up.

Before his hand touched the man's clothes, Qian Liming suddenly stiffened and muttered in his heart. No, Li Qing's ability is so high that how can he be kicked off the steel frame above?

Qian liming, who responded, quickly took a flashlight from his waist. Just at the moment, the man who fell down also wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and turned his head viciously.

"Ah!" Qian Liming happened to see a pale but handsome cheek. He was scared to death and sat on the ground, "Yang Xun!"

Staring at Qian liming, Yang Xun pressed his hands on the ground, propped up his body and kicked it, directly kicking Qian Liming out.

Qian liming in the air spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down. When he was about to hit the pile of abandoned machinery and equipment, his fat body suddenly stopped.

Qian Liming looked back and saw that Wen Yang caught himself behind him. He was instantly grateful: "little bastard, thank you. From now on, the gratitude and resentment between us will be written off."

These words are absolutely sincere. With the strength of Yang Xun, if Qian Liming really bumps into him, although he can't lose his life, it's not difficult to break a few bones.

However, Wen Yang turned a deaf ear to the reconciliation speech, threw Qian liming on the ground like garbage, stared at Yang Xun fiercely, and said coldly, "brother, do you want to stay alive?"

"It's none of your business, leave it to me." a colder voice came. A figure jumped down from the iron frame above, rolled on a pile of old canvas and stood up. It was Li Qing.

Reaching out to fan the dust in the air, Li Qing slowly walked to Qian Liming and Wen Yang and confronted Yang Xun opposite.

"Big brother!" Qian Liming couldn't help shouting.

Li Qing didn't look back, shrugged and said angrily, "are you a pig? Your eldest brother, I'm handsome, can I fall so ugly? Yang Xun left his hand today, otherwise you would have died just now."

Before Qian Liming could speak again, Li Qing had put a hand behind his back and said, "give me the knife. He's not sober now and needs to bleed."

"Hey." Qian Liming hurriedly responded, moved his body, and finally pulled down the saber on his leg and threw it at Li Qing's feet.

"Tut." Li Qing took a breath, bent down and pouted his ass and picked up the knife, "what a fucking bear bag. You've ruined my great Xia style."

"Wenyang, take the old money back to the back." before Li Qing finished speaking, Yang Xun suddenly bowed down, took the opportunity of Li Qing's distraction, kicked the ground hard and jumped over. A few steps rushed to Li Qing's body. Yang Xun leaned and took a knife in his backhand to scratch Li Qing's throat.

The whole process was between lightning and flint. Other bodyguards and mercenaries around were stunned. They didn't understand what was going on. Yang Xun had rushed over.

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