Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

Rosalind was dizzy from the fall, but her laughter was still sharp and piercing: "Heh~ Huo Ling, who do you think you are? Do you think you can cover the sky with one hand? Nan Zhi is just a pawn in our hands, do you think you can save her?

I don't know where she is, she is just a small part of my deal~"

Huo Ling clenched his fists. He knew that Rosalind's words were full of provocation. He grabbed her collar and punched her in the face again and again. Blood spurted everywhere. There was no longer any sight in his eyes except brutality.

Fu Siqing looked at him helplessly, but did not intend to stop him. Instead, he looked at his assistant beside him and asked, "Have you found a good person to take the blame?"

The assistant nodded and handed over a photo: "It's a gang here. They're pretty good at doing some shady business. They have a lot of criminal records. They have a private deal with the Brad family. The conflict is clear."

Fu Siqing nodded, wearing leather gloves on his hands, and turned on the lighter with a crisp sound.

The photo was slowly set on fire and thrown next to the curtain.

"Hey, Huo Ling, it's time to go~"

Fu Siqing walked forward to take a look. It looked like Rosalind's skull was fractured. "She's dead. It's more important to save her now, right?"

Huo Ling paused slightly and glanced down at the bloody man at his feet. He took out a cigarette with his bloody hand and put it to his lips, then took the light from Fu Siqing.

Fu Siqing clicked his tongue twice, feeling a little regretful: "I didn't even have time to ask what the deal was? You didn't even know the transaction partner, and you just beat her to death. Isn't that too easy for her?"

Assistant: "Boss, we have copied all the data in Rosalind's computer, and checked the entire manor. No trace of Miss Nan was found. The surveillance footage has also been copied, and our people are checking it now."

Huo Ling glanced at the person who was speaking. The murderous intent in his eyes was still there, and the cigarette butt was stained with some blood from his hands, which made people feel a little scared.

He glanced at Fu Siqing, who had a smile on her face, then turned and walked out.

Fu Siqing: "Let's go. Have you given the information to Jiang Li?"

The assistant nodded: "We can't contact the Death organization, but we've given it to Master Cui."

The fire gradually burned up. Fu Siqing glanced at the person on the ground, raised his gun and shot Rosalind once in the left and right chests.

"There can't be two of them who are tough, right?"

He smiled gently, put away his gun and walked out. The mess on the ground behind him, the blazing flames, and the lingering smell of blood in the air did not affect him. He appeared as if he was in a beautiful oil painting, dressed in white, with his blond hair hanging down. The farce did not stain him with a single speck of dust.

At the same time, Jiang Li was nervously deciphering the document. His fingers moved rapidly on the keyboard, and lines of code flashed on his screen.

Nan Chengfeng stood aside with a frown on his face.

Finally, a coordinate appeared on the screen. It was a video showing the surveillance camera in Rosalind's office.

In the picture, Rosalind stood by the window with a glass of red wine in her hand: "Miss Nan, I have caused a big trouble for you this time. I am afraid I will suffer a lot. Where should I make my next move?"

She listened quietly to the voice on the other end of the phone and sneered: "I didn't expect you to really know the art of prophecy. I am willing to believe you, but you need to deal with the Huo family by yourself. If you bring trouble to me, our contract will be invalid.

I, Rosalind, have great ambitions. The information and the future you know are indeed of great help to me, but... you have to survive, right?

Hahaha, I always thought you and Su Xu were a couple, but I didn't expect that the person you like is Nan Zhi's? But it doesn't matter, the Ravenhurst family has been helping my nephew recently, but it has caused me a lot of trouble. "

Rosalind was obviously laughing happily as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, it's just erasing the itinerary. It's not a difficult task for my Brad family. But... the place you are in is... too bold?"

Rosalind put her phone on the table, put it on speaker, and poured herself a glass of red wine.

The voice coming from the phone was Nan Wanyi's voice: "How dare you? Everything in the Nan family belongs to me. Nan Zhi has taken everything from me, so I will naturally take it back bit by bit. Rosalind, if it were you, you wouldn't be willing to do it, right?

I have been here for so many years, and even if I return to the Nan family, I still have nothing. There is no compensation for the past ten years. Nan Zhi's coming-of-age ceremony was known to everyone in City A, but what about me? I am not even as good as a third-tier wealthy family.

I don’t have any at all!”

Rosalind's lips curled slightly, but there was some disdain in her eyes: "Well, now I have no choice but to trust Miss Nan. If you need anything, you can ask me for help. But I advise you to be quick, the M country is about to turn the world upside down now."

Nan Wanyi: "Hmph, no need for you to say anything more, I will get my man back myself!"

After hanging up the phone, I looked back and found that there was nothing useful.

Cui Shaoheng rushed over, watched the video, and found something wrong. He immediately called Huo Ling.

"Huo Ling! It's the ancient castle in Country F! It's the coming-of-age gift that Zhizhi received on his birthday!"

Huo Ling leaned against the car with his eyes dimmed and filled with murderous intent. His once playful and smiling face was no longer there.

He held the cigarette butt in his hand, and the burning pain in his palm made him more alert.

"Fu Siqing, go to Country F."

Fu Siqing opened the door and nodded to the assistant.

Huo Ling got in the car and lit a cigarette irritably. The smoke came out of the car window. Huo Ling gave an address to Cui Shaoheng and the others.

His fingertips flicked the lighter, making a crisp sound from the hinges.

Late at night, Fu Siqing looked at the message on his phone with satisfaction in his eyes: "I have arranged someone to take the blame."

Cui Shaoheng punched a nearby tree: "I didn't expect it. After searching for so long, it turned out to be right under my nose!!"

Huo Ling's hand fell on his neck, gently touched the tattoo on his neck, and twisted his neck.

"Jiang Li."

Jiang Li nodded, and the man on the tree went straight into the castle, followed by several people in black clothes.

Fu Siqing raised his hand. In an instant, all the people in the trees in the forest outside the castle in the distance heard the command in the headset and loaded their guns.

Cui Shaoheng sat in the car, wiping the silver knife over and over again. This knife was made by him himself. He had killed not many people, but they were all people who should be killed. He didn't know how long it had been since he had used it.

Huo Ling sneered, with some red wounds on his joints: "Su Xu..."