Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Zhao Baoling reacted quickly. She moved a table and a sofa and placed them against the door. She then called Huang Defa, but he was not there, so she had to leave a recording. After thinking about it, she called Xia Qingqing again.

Even if she can't escape tonight, people must know who killed her.

After talking to Xia Qingqing, she went to remove the fuse of the circuit breaker. The house suddenly became dark, and the killer outside the door was about to break in.

Zhao Baoling went to the kitchen and got a bag of soybeans, which she scattered in the hall, hoping to delay some time.

She thought of several escape routes, but none of them were practical. Only by hiding under the balcony could she hide from the killer. She climbed down along the balcony railing and almost fell down several times.

If you fall from the 36th floor, you will definitely die.

She was also afraid of heights, but when faced with a life-and-death situation, she unleashed tremendous potential, successfully climbed under the balcony, and found a secluded place to hide.

She didn't dare look down, as she would feel dizzy if she did. The only motivation that kept her going now was her savings in the bank. She hadn't spent all the money yet, and if she died, the inheritance would definitely go to her parents.

When she thought of this, Zhao Baoling gained unlimited courage. She absolutely wanted to survive and not leave a single penny to her father.

The two killers took a lot of effort to open the door. The room was pitch dark and they didn't see the scattered soybeans on the ground. They both fell down.

"Baga!"

When Zhao Baoling heard their cursing, her heart sank. They were indeed Japanese, 100% certain they were sent by Jiang Zhitong to silence them.

She and Jiang Zhitong had been married for two years, and she knew little about his business and social circle. She only knew that his business focus was on the island country, and that the Jiang family was very close to the island country of Wandao.

She had met the three dead killers once in Jiang Zhitong's company.

On the second day after Liang Yiran was attacked, Jiang Zhitong left her documents at home and called her to deliver them to the company. She saw Jiang Zhitong in the company's parking lot, talking to someone in the car.

There were three people in the car, and she only saw the face of one of them, who was one of the three killers.

The news showed high-definition facial images of the three killers' bodies. She recognized them at a glance and immediately felt uneasy, but she was also hoping for the best. It was just a quick glimpse in the parking lot that day, and Jiang Zhitong might have thought she didn't see them.

But she underestimated Jiang Zhitong's suspicion. She would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than miss one. If she hadn't been so vigilant, she might have become a corpse by now.

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhao Baoling gritted her teeth and said that if she could survive, she would never let Jiang Zhitong go.

There were voices coming from the balcony. They were the two killers. They were speaking Japanese. Zhao Baoling had studied Japanese on her own in college, so she could understand some of it.

The two killers searched the whole house but couldn't find her, and they became a little frustrated.

"He's so cunning. The fuse has been removed. He must be hiding in the house. Let's look for him again!"

"Hai!"

The two killers went back to the house and searched room by room, including boxes, cabinets and under the bed. Crackling sounds were heard and Zhao Baoling breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her house was big enough, with three rooms, a storage room and a large cloakroom. It would have taken a lot of time to search the whole place.

Zhao Baoling moved her feet slightly. Her hands were numb from the pain. She wanted to crawl down, but she couldn't do it. If the killer dragged her down any further, she would fall down without the killer having to do anything.

"Come on... hold on for another five minutes. We still have tens of millions left to spend. We must hold on!"

She silently encouraged herself and decided to hold on, otherwise she would die with regrets.

A dull 'puff' sound was heard, followed by several 'puff puff' sounds, the sound of a mirror shattering, as well as the sounds of cursing and fighting.

Zhao Baoling cheered up. Was there anyone coming to save her?

Could it be Wong Tak Fat?

There were three groups of people in the living room, two killers, Shen Qiubai, and another group consisting of Huang Defa and his brothers.

It was pitch dark and no one could see each other clearly. Huang Defa thought Shen Qiubai was a member of the assassin's gang, so he rushed in and started shooting.

Fortunately, Shen Qiubai has night vision, otherwise it would be hard to tell.

"I was sent by Xia Qingqing."

Shen Qiubai ran behind Huang Defa and whispered something.

"sorry."

Huang Defa quickly apologized and asked his brothers to deal with the two killers.

He went to patrol the nightclub at night. After finishing his business, he returned home and heard the recording of Zhao Baoling's phone call. He hurried over with his brothers. He had finally managed to marry a well-educated and well-mannered lady, and he absolutely could not let these bastards ruin it.

Huang Defa brought three brothers, plus Shen Qiubai, and easily subdued the two killers.

"Brother Fa, my sister-in-law is not found, and the fuse is gone."

The three brothers searched everywhere but couldn't find Zhao Baoling. They didn't see her alive or dead.

Huang Defa's heart was in his throat. He kicked a killer hard and yelled, "Where are the people? Where did you take them?"

The two killers remained silent, with a look of stubbornness as if they were ready to die.

Shen Qiubai searched the room and didn't smell any blood, so Zhao Baoling should not have been found yet. He asked Huang Defa to call someone out.

"Baoling, I'm Huang Defa. It's safe now, come out!"

Huang Defa had just called out once when he heard Zhao Baoling's weak voice: "I'm here, pull me up, I can't hold on any longer!"

He followed the sound and finally saw Zhao Baoling hanging on the balcony. She was wearing pajamas, barefoot, with messy hair and a pale face, just like Mei Chaofeng.

He pulled the person up, and Zhao Baoling sat down on the ground, gasping for breath. The fear of surviving the disaster made her whole body sore and she couldn't even stand.

"It's okay. The two bad guys have been caught."

Huang Defa comforted her.

His three brothers turned their backs to him, their shoulders shaking, because the facial mask on Zhao Baoling's face had been dried out by the wind and cracked into pieces, with a few pieces falling off, which looked particularly funny.

Huang Defa glared fiercely, and the three brothers immediately stopped smiling, holding back their smiles with great difficulty.

Shen Qiubai asked her for a fuse, turned on the electricity, and the room was bright again. Seeing the scattered soybeans on the ground, Huang Defa gave a thumbs up and praised: "Baoling, you are so smart, both wise and brave!"

Zhao Baoling blushed, but was very happy.

No one from her mother's family or the Jiang family had ever praised her like this. No matter how well she did, in their opinion, if she did it well, it was her job, but if she didn't do it well, it was dereliction of duty.

Shen Qiubai picked up the phone line and called Xia Qingqing to tell her that she was safe.

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep."

Xia Qingqing had been waiting for a call. When she learned that Zhao Baoling was safe, she went to bed with peace of mind.

Shen Qiubai took the two killers away, and Zhao Baoling went to live with Huang Defa.

The next day, the news reported another homicide. In an alley, a sanitation worker found the body of a man, about 30 years old. He had died last night, having been strangled by the neck and suffocated to death.

The dead man was Ajian. When Zhao Baoling saw the photo of the body in the newspaper, she recognized him at a glance and knew that the murderer must be Jiang Zhitong.