In the chaotic and spacious room, several men sat around the table, drinking and playing cards, and cigarette butts were thrown on the ground.

A distance away, there is a row of live broadcast rooms with different styles.

"But that woman is so beautiful," someone took a sip of cigarette, and showed an extremely uncomfortable smile on his face. "Just looking at the photos, I dreamed of her. If I had known that, my brothers would just do it and give her..."

The expressions of the group all turned into some tacit, malicious ambiguity.

"It's not too late now," someone rubbed his hands and smiled maliciously. "The person who made money said that if we really do the woman, the other party will give us another two million..."

One of them smiled grimly, "Let's discuss it, take a risk, get that girl, and you will be rich in this life!"

"Not only can you make a fortune, but you can also enjoy a good fortune--"

As soon as the topic was said, a clear clang of the big iron door locking suddenly came from the darkness.

The few people instantly jumped up, picked up the weapons at hand vigilantly, and moved out the door together.

"who?!"

They stopped at the door and stared at the door and shouted coldly.

No response.

Several looked at each other, two hid at the door and raised their weapons, one pinched the stick in his hand, pulled the door lock with one hand, and pulled it hard.

What greeted them was a group of terrifying black bodyguards.

Before he could even hit the stick in his hand, he was beaten to the ground by his fierce fist. With a few screams, he was put on a sack and threw it into the car.

I don't know how long it took, but the car stopped.

The cold wind in the darkness, the cold that penetrates the bones.

Several people were thrown to the ground, someone uncovered the sack on their heads, and when they looked up, they could see clearly the scene.

The man in the lead was about to move forward and threaten, but suddenly he saw a man standing on the coast.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, and the terrifying bodyguards in black stood respectfully behind him like a pilgrimage.

The fine and dense raindrops fell in the wind, falling between his eyebrows and eyes, wrapped in a cold evil spirit.

It is hard to tell whether it was darkness that devoured him or that he assimilated the night.

The moment when I saw the man's face clearly, everyone at the scene suddenly shivered and was extremely scared in an instant.

The gangster in the lead suddenly remembered the Yun family in the capital who stood out for Yun.

His first reaction was that the other party came to him!

Without any hesitation, he immediately said, "The account that transferred money and the account that sent messages are all on my phone. We just used the money to do business and did not cause any substantial harm to Miss Yunqing. Please spare us..."

The man took a step forward and looked down. His dark and evil eyes pierced the nerves all over the body.

"Have these hands touched her photo?"

The gangster was stunned and opened his mouth before he could deny it, his mind suddenly disappeared.

There are an extra pair of broken hands on the ground.

After a moment of solidification, blood emerged from the broken wound like a faucet.

The whole audience was silent in an instant.

The blood-stained knife tip pressed against his wide open mouth, sticky and cold, "Has this mouth called her name?"

The gangster's screams never dared to make them come out again, his face was frozen and he shook his head tremblingly, "No--"

Half an ugly tongue appeared on the ground.

The gangster knelt on the ground and twitched, dragging his broken body, and struggling to crawl backwards.

The next second, the bloody tip of the knife fell on his head. The shadow of the nightmare fell on his head. The nice and nightmare sound followed like a shadow, covering every inch of the nerves of the people present.
Chapter completed!