Rebirth in the 1980s: The boss’s little pitiful girl is beautiful and flirtatious

"Now……"

Tiaohua held two knives, one on Qi Yihan's neck and the other on Fu Tu's neck. He showed a ferocious smile to Li Zhen and said leisurely.

"Choose one."

Qi Yihan, who was tied to the chair by Wu Huada, looked deeply at Li Zhen, who had not yet recovered from the fright, and whispered hoarsely.

"Li Zhen, are you okay?"

Hearing Qi Yihan's voice, Li Zhen turned his eyes to look at Qi Yihan and shook his head silently.

After making sure that Li Zhen was fine, Qi Yihan fell silent.

Fu Tu's forehead was bleeding, he looked up at Li Zhen, then turned to mock Qi Yihan.

"How did you protect Li Zhen? That's it..."

Qi Yihan glanced at Fu Tu, who was as naked as himself, and the disdain in his eyes was obvious.

"Shut up!" Tiaohua hit Fu Tu on the forehead with the handle of the knife, causing blood to flow all over his face instantly.

"Uh huh!" Li Zhen shook his head.

Tiaohua clicked his tongue and took away the cloth that blocked Li Zhen's mouth.

"What are you going to do?" Li Zhen didn't understand why Tiaohua insisted on forcing her to choose. This was not what an assassin should do.

"Don't ask. I'll count to three. If you don't choose, I'll give them both a knife. If you choose, one of them will survive."

Li Zhen hesitated...

"It seems that your husband is nothing special in your heart, otherwise why would you hesitate."

Playing with flowers, the cold blade was pressed against Qi Yihan's neck, and the cold blade trembled slightly with the beating of his pulse.

"Since it's so difficult, why not let me help you choose."

There was fierceness in the flower-picking snake's eyes, and he was about to exert force on his hands.

"No!" Li Zhen shouted, "I have what you want most in my backpack. Take it out and take a look. If you dare to touch a hair of theirs, I will make your life worse than death!"

"Hahaha!" Tiaohua laughed, "Want to lie to me? Ha, don't think that you can scare me if you know something about me."

"Since you're not afraid, take it out and take a look."

Being provoked by a helpless woman, Tiaohua snorted coldly, reached into Li Zhen's backpack at his side, took out the drawing paper from it and unfolded it.

I saw myself in the family portrait painted above. Calculated by age, the face of the person in the painting was exactly what it should be now, and my eyes were about to burst.

"How do you know! How do you know?"

Li Zhen's heart suddenly rose to his throat when he saw Dihua going crazy and leaving a bloody mark on Qi Yihan's neck with the knife in his hand.

"If you dare to hurt them, I will make your family die for them!"

Threatened by Li Zhen's fierce expression, Diaohua gasped and dropped the knife in his hand.

"Let them go!" Li Zhen ordered.

Tiaohua hesitated for a moment and said, "No, but I promise not to hurt them."

Knowing that he couldn't force it, Li Zhen nodded, "Who sent you here?"

"Sorry." Tiaohua refused to answer.

"Then... how did you catch him?" Li Zhen raised his chin towards Qi Yihan.

She knew that Tiaohua could never be Qi Yihan's opponent, so she had to find out the situation, lest Ben Jing refused to tell her and she would be kept in the dark again.

"hehe."

Dihua sneered meaningfully, pointing his hand at Li Zhen as if holding a gun.

"I told him to be obedient and follow me, and he would follow me."

He actually threatened him with her. If Qi Yihan really killed Qi Yihan, he would be dead on the spot. Li Zhen gritted his teeth, "Despicable!"

"It doesn't matter if you can catch someone being mean or not..." The Assassin's creed is to kill the target by any means necessary. To say he is mean is to flatter him.

"Don't do it next time!" Li Zhen warned Qi Yihan sternly.

The clam cloud was calm and the breeze was gentle, and he lowered his eyelids as if he didn't hear it.

"Hey, why are you pretending to be dead?" Fu Tu glanced at Qi Yihan without leaving any trace, and cursed, "I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I said you were not worthy of Li Zhen. In my opinion, you are still Just take the initiative and leave early."

"What did you say? Say it again!" Qi Yihan's eyes were sharp.

"I say, you should leave Li Zhen and let her find someone who loves her a thousand times or ten thousand times more than you do!"

As Fu Tu roared, Qi Yihan slammed the chair and his body into the flower pattern, shouting back.

"No one loves Li Zhen more than me, you have no right to criticize me!"

Tiaohua was knocked down by Qi Yihan at close range. He picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed Qi Yihan who was pressing on him. Li Zhen's mind went blank when he saw it. He jumped over and blocked it with his body without even thinking.

When Qi Yihan saw Li Zhen's movements, he rolled over with his chair, used the back of the chair to block the knife in Tiaohua's hand and caught Li Zhen at the same time.

While Qi Yihan was moving, Fu Tu rolled to the ground, grabbed the knife on the ground and cut the rope with his backhand, then pulled up Li Zhen and kicked Tiaohua on his temple, and Tiaohua fainted with a groan.

The whole process only took a blink of an eye, but to Li Zhen it seemed as long as centuries.

Fu Tu untied Li Zhen. Li Zhen's hands and feet were already numb from being tied, but she couldn't care about herself and urged Fu Tu to untie Qi Yihan.

"He's so stupid and you still care about him?"

Fu Tu refused, so Qi Yihan moved to the fallen knife, turned around, picked up the knife and cut the rope.

After moving his hands and feet, Qi Yihan walked over, picked up Li Zhen and put him in the corner. He turned around and fought with Fu Tu, punching hard to the flesh.

Fu Tu had seen Qi Yihan's Kung Fu in Hong Kong City and felt that it wasn't very good. But today, Qi Yihan, who was touched by the reverse scale, completely pinned Fu Tu and beat him until Fu Tu couldn't resist and collapsed to the ground.

Qi Yihan picked up the rope and tied Fu Tu, straightened up and suddenly punched back...

As soon as he got up from the ground, he sneak-attacked Qi Yihan and punched him on the bridge of his nose. He rolled his eyes and fell back to the ground.

After dragging Fu Tu and Tiehua out like dogs to death, Qi Yihan walked all the way downstairs to the van.

When he opened the car door and saw Zhu Xiaochun, who was commanding the cat to bite the rope, Qi Yihan frowned, pulled him over to untie the rope, and took out the key from his flower-stitched pocket to open the handcuffs.

"Sister Zhen!" Zhu Xiaochun reached out to Li Zhen aggrievedly, and she watched as Qi Yihan shoved in two big men.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Zhu Xiaochun obeyed the order and guarded the drawings and patterns. Anyone who dared to open his eyes would be knocked unconscious with a punch.

Li Zhen got into the passenger seat and Qi Yihan drove. Before leaving, Li Zhen looked around. The deserted house stood alone at the foot of the mountain. There were no other homes around, and he didn't know why such a house was built in the first place.

Qi Yihan remained silent on the road, and Li Zhen could tell that this man was unhappy.

"Is it because I didn't choose you right away?" Li Zhen asked Qi Yihan. In fact, she wanted to ask many questions, but there was probably only one question that Qi Yihan could answer.

Qi Yihan glanced at Li Zhen, his eyes cold.

It's really... Li Zhen thought about it for a moment and said in a displeased tone.

"I wouldn't be unhappy if I were you. If someone died because of me, I'd rather you choose someone else."

"But I am the person you love most. You don't have to choose, but you have to say it."

"Huh?" Li Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If you don't choose, you have to say it. You can teach me what to do."

"For example, you can do this..."

Qi Yihan knew that he cared too much, but he just couldn't help but not care, he said.

"You said, although I love Qi Yihan deeply, I can't let him bear the debt of conscience, so I chose Fu Tu to let me and Fu Tu go."

Hearing this, Li Zhen stopped talking in disgust, "Knowing that if you do that, I will feel worse than death... Qi Yihan, do you really care about me, or do you not take me seriously at all?"