Qiao Ziming drove his BMW toward the southern suburbs with excitement on his face.
Today he had to make a good effort and try to win over Han Qianhui. Even if he couldn't win her heart, it would be nice to get her as a person.
Looking at the exquisite woman in the co-pilot's body, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. She was so beautiful and delicious.
Half an hour later, the BMW parked in a farmyard.
Qiao Chuchu was waiting for them. The atmosphere in the private room was nice, with cakes and candles.
Qiao Ziming held the wine glass and said with gentle eyes: "Qianhui, I hope you can celebrate my birthday with me every year in the future."
Such straightforward words made Han Qianhui feel embarrassed.
‘Bang!’
Suddenly, the private room door was kicked open.
A dozen people with steel knives in their hands rushed in from outside, two of them were also carrying five-shot shotguns.
This group of people all wore masks and hats and covered their faces tightly. At first glance, they looked like gangsters.
"What are you doing?"
Qiao Ziming stood up.
"Little brat."
A bald man wearing a mask grabbed Qiao Ziming's neck from behind and pushed him directly onto the table.
"Do you recognize me? Huh?"
"You...who are you?"
Qiao Ziming grinned widely and his face was ashen.
"I'm your father!"
The bald man yelled: "Sit tight and I'll beat you to death if you dare to move."
"Brother, have you found the wrong person?"
Qiao Ziming hurriedly explained: "We just came here to have a meal, and we didn't offend you..."
"Shut up!"
The bald man pointed at him: "If you dare to say nonsense again, I will castrate you immediately."
Qiao Ziming didn't dare to speak out. Han Qianhui and Qiao Chuchu also looked panicked and leaned against the corner at a loss.
The bald man glanced at Han Qianhui's face.
"Are you Mr. Han?"
Han Qianhui's heart skipped a beat, this was coming at her again.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"snort!"
The bald man smiled coldly: "Take all three of them away and leave no one behind."
"Help, someone comes..."
‘Boom!’
As soon as Qiao Chuchu shouted, she was knocked unconscious by the butt of a gun.
The three of them were tied up tightly, and finally they were put in a car and taken away from the farmyard. It was the commercial vehicle that had just followed them.
After more than half an hour of jolting, the three of them were brought to an abandoned air raid shelter.
After the bald man arranged everything, he took out Han Qianhui's cell phone and found Xiao Feng's number, but he called three times in a row but no one answered.
Han Qianhui laughed at herself: "Don't waste your efforts, he won't answer my call."
"oh?"
The bald man asked doubtfully: "As far as I know, you are brother and sister, will he die or not?"
Han Qianhui shook her head, she hurt Xiao Feng's heart, maybe he hated herself.
Suddenly, the bald man bared his teeth and smiled. Xiao Feng's call came back.
"Mr. Xiao, good evening."
"Who are you? Where is Qianhui?"
Xiao Feng was shocked and realized that something had happened.
"She is in my hands. If you don't want her to die, just do as I say."
The bald man pulled her hair hard, and Han Qianhui shouted: "Xiao Feng, there are many of them, don't come over..."
"Don't hurt her, I agree to whatever you say."
"Very good, I will send someone to pick you up."
After hanging up the phone, the bald man immediately sent someone to the hospital.
About an hour later, Xiao Feng was taken to the air raid shelter, with his hands tied behind his back.
He glanced at them and saw that Han Qianhui and the other three were blindfolded.
A bald man was holding a sharp knife and strangled Han Qianhui's neck from behind.
There were about ten people around, two of them were holding shotguns, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at themselves. Ordinary people could only wait to die.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Feng asked: "Come at me if you have any grudges or grudges, don't hurt her."
"Xiao Feng..."
After Han Qianhui heard his voice, she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move.
"who I am?"
The bald man sneered coldly: "Boy, I am the one you can't afford to offend. Beat me hard."
Several men immediately came forward and surrounded Xiao Feng, punching and kicking him.
In less than half a minute, he was knocked to the ground, half of his face was stained with blood, and he was curled up on the ground and dying.
"Hahaha... does it feel good?"
The bald man laughed wildly: "Little calf, can't you beat me?"
"Get up, stand up for me."
Xiao Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up with a sinister smile.
'boom!'
The man next to him hit him on the head with a rifle butt, and he fell sideways again.
The bald man took off the three-person blindfold, pointed at Xiao Feng and laughed: "Take a good look, does he look like a dog now? Hahaha..."
Seeing Xiao Feng lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, Han Qianhui's heart ached.
"Damn! It's all this bastard's fault."
Qiao Ziming spat: "Brother, this is none of my business. If you want to kill him, just kill him. I don't think he is happy either."
"Qiao Ziming, what did you say?" Han Qianhui was anxious.
"Qianhui, are you stupid?"
Qiao Ziming yelled: "If it weren't for that bastard Xiao Feng, could the three of us be tied here?"
"You are still talking to him, he is the one who harmed us."
"Thankfully you didn't choose him, otherwise he would have killed you sooner or later."
He begged: "Brother, just kill him and let us go."
"You want to live, right? OK."
The bald man immediately untied the three men and threw a sharp knife at them.
"Whoever kills Xiao Feng can leave alive."
What?
The three of them were all dumbfounded. They looked at each other, a little at a loss.
"I come!"
Qiao Ziming gritted his teeth, picked up the sharp knife and turned around.
"Xiao Feng, you brought this on yourself, you can't blame others."
"stop it!"
Han Qianhui suddenly stood in front of him and shook her head desperately: "No, Ziming, I beg you not to do this."
"Qianhui, if he doesn't die, we will all die. Let's go."
Qiao Ziming was determined to kill Xiao Feng. In his opinion, this was an opportunity for revenge.
"No, don't be stupid, he is asking us to kill each other."
Han Qianhui hugged him tightly, and the bald man suddenly spoke again.
"Kill Han Qianhui, and you can live."
"What?"
The three of them trembled, they were being played like monkeys.
Qiao Ziming's face turned pale: "Brother, we have something to discuss."
"I can give you money, two million, okay? No, five million."
"I can also help you kill Xiao Feng, I just ask you not to hurt Qian Hui."
"If you don't do it, I will kill her."
The bald man pulled Qiao Chuchu to his side and put a sharp knife at her throat.
"Brother, save me, brother..."
Qiao Chuchu was so frightened that she cried loudly and her body trembled.
"neat…"
Just when Qiao Ziming was in a dilemma, a five-shot shotgun was pressed against his head.
"Boy, didn't you hear what my boss said?"
"If you don't take action, I will kill your sister first and then you."
"I will kill! I will kill!"
"Qianhui, don't blame me."
Qiao Ziming is crazy. Even if you are my wife, you will die today.
He stabbed him with the knife. At this critical moment of life and death, Xiao Feng suddenly broke free from the rope and grabbed Qiao Ziming's knife-holding wrist.
At the same time, the men with five consecutive rounds pointed their guns directly at Xiao Feng.