conspirator's love

Wang Zhe took Mo Jiaxin around deliberately in the mountains before finding the hut.

He knocked on the door, Mo Jiaxin pushed him away, "Zhao Liqiang, I'm here."

Zhao Liqiang raised a corner of the curtain to look outside the door, saw that there were only Mo Jiaxin and Wang Zhe outside, so he opened the door and let them in.

Mo Jiaxin snorted coldly, thinking that Zhao Liqiang didn't show any dissatisfaction when he said that he was here alone and brought Wang Zhe with him. This is not an accomplice or something, and he really treats everyone else as fools.

Wang Zhe didn't know about this, and asked in a serious manner: "Where is the dialect? Let's meet."

Zhao Liqiang held a watermelon knife in his hand, looked at Mo Jiaxin and asked, "Where's the money?"

Mo Jiaxin looked at the backpack at the back, "I have it with me. I have already called you for 500 million, have you checked it?"

"Give me the phone." Zhao Liqiang stretched out a hand.

Mo Jiaxin took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and Wang Zhe also took out his mobile phone and put it in his hand.

Zhao Liqiang pointed at the two with the tip of his knife and said, "Wait."

Mo Jiaxin has been looking at Wang Zhe from behind, thinking about how to deal with the current situation.

In fact, after Tian Jun came back, Mo Jiaxin asked him to help find someone to find out Zhao Liqiang's whereabouts, and the couriers he sent became a breakthrough.

The strange thing is that they found the courier posting point, but they couldn't find the courier who matched the description.On the contrary, Wang Zhe would appear during the delivery time of each courier, and it was also very close to the aquarium shop where he worked.

So, a few days ago, Mo Jiaxin already knew that the threatening couriers in her hands were all written by Wang Zhe.At that time, she could still think that he was just a trick to warn herself to be careful of Zhao Liqiang.

But in the morning, he only tested him a little, and he anxiously transferred the mother and daughter to inform Zhao Liqiang, otherwise how could Zhao Liqiang be clear about Tian Jun's return.

What is he for?money?Sure enough, it's for money, can family and blood relationship be put aside?

Mo Jiaxin laughed at herself again, when it comes to blood relationship, isn't that woman and child closer than herself?

Wang Zhe turned around, "Sister, will Brother Tian Jun send the money later, so we can take the dialect away?"

Mo Jiaxin looked into his eyes, and suddenly leaned close to his ear and said, "You will go with the dialect later, I will stay."

Wang Zhe turned around abruptly, "What did you say?"

"I can't get enough money today. I'll stay and transfer it to him when the money arrives tomorrow." Mo Jiaxin smiled, as if it was just an agreement to go to a movie together.

"Sister," Wang Zhe was about to say something when he heard Zhao Liqiang calling them in.

When Mo Jiaxin walked in, Wang Zhe looked back to see if the door was locked.

But he didn't know that his actions had already fallen into Mo Jiaxin's eyes, Mo Jiaxin cursed inwardly, white-eyed wolf!

Dialect was exhausted, and he didn't know if he fell asleep or passed out from hunger.

Zhao Liqiang lifted her up, put her on a chair and tied her up, then slapped her twice, and she woke up from the drowsiness.

The rag in his mouth was pulled out, and he shouted dryly in dialect: "Water, water."

Zhao Liqiang said wretchedly: "There is no water, but there is a lot of urine here, sir. Would you like to drink it?"

Fang Yan licked his lips, leaned weakly on the chair, and drooped his head for a while.

When Mo Jiaxin and the others came in, she still maintained such a sitting posture, wearing a blindfold, as if she was taking a nap during her lunch break.

Mo Jiaxin saw the rope that was strangling into her body at a glance, and wanted to come forward in distress. Zhao Liqiang compared Fang Yan's neck with a knife, "Where's the money?"

Mo Jiaxin put down the bag and took out a paper bag from inside. She opened the paper bag and showed it to Zhao Liqiang. Inside were bundles of neatly stacked money.

"I've already given you 500 million, so what's the 20?" Mo Jiaxin raised her eyebrows and smiled with disdain on her face, "You can let him go."

Hearing Mo Jiaxin's voice vaguely in the dialect, she was only stunned for a second, and tears rolled down her eyes the next second, and she yelled: "Jiaxin!"

"Dialect, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Jiaxin..." Fang Yan couldn't say anything other than choked up and called Jiaxin.

Zhao Liqiang leaned the blade on Fang Yan's neck again, "What if you don't let him go?"

"Then there won't be that 1000 million." Mo Jiaxin said flatly.

Zhao Liqiang looked at Wang Zhe, who stood behind Mo Jiaxin and shook his head.

Although Wang Zhe expressed his objection, Zhao Liqiang insisted on saying: "Okay, I don't care who is kidnapped, I just want money."

"Then release the dialect first, and I will stay. Tomorrow, I will send you 500 million in two accounts." Mo Jiaxin looked at Zhao Liqiang and said calmly.

"I'm alone now, and I can't tie you up. You might as well stay with your baby and be a companion." Zhao Liqiang patted Fang Yan's face with the back of his knife.

Dialect trembled and shed another tear.

Mo Jiaxin turned around and looked at Wang Zhe and said, "Come on, you tie me up and let Fang Yan go."

"Sister," Wang Zhe said, "you don't need to do this."

"For the sake of calling me sister, let Fang Yan go," Mo Jiaxin approached Wang Zhe, "Why? Why did you kidnap Fang Yan with him?"

"I didn't," Wang Zhe defended with his head bowed.

Dialect listened attentively, and the familiar voice he had heard in the morning sounded again.

"I don't care what you are doing anymore. Don't you want money? I can give you the money, let the dialect go now." Mo Jiaxin repeated.

"Sister, is dialect so important?" Wang Zhe couldn't help asking.

"Is that money so important?" Mo Jiaxin asked bluntly.

"I didn't take the money, I just didn't want him to hurt you." Wang Zhe said loudly.

"So you come to hurt the people around me, the people I care about. What's the difference between that and me?" Mo Jiaxin said angrily: "What kind of shit logic are you doing! You stabbed someone in the back and said you were afraid of you Sad so I didn't stab you in the face?"

"That's enough! You are enough! Wang Zhe tied her up, and we will withdraw when we get the money." Zhao Liqiang interrupted the quarrel between the two.

"Shut up!" Wang Zhe shouted, waving his arms, "This is not the result I want! I don't want any money! Don't leave here either!"

Fang Yan was startled, it turned out to be Wang Zhe, and the other person turned out to be Wang Zhe.

"I don't care what you want, you put the dialect first." Mo Jiaxin gritted her teeth and spit out each word.

Wang Zhe blushed and looked aggrieved.

"Or you kill Zhao Liqiang now, and the three of us go out together." Mo Jiaxin leaned over and whispered.

"Mo Jiaxin! You vicious woman, don't fucking sow discord. If I die, Tiantian won't have a father. She is also your sister." Zhao Liqiang waved a knife and yelled loudly. After speaking, he slanted his arm in dialect Swipe up.

Dialect cried out in pain: "Ah!"

"Then tie me up!" Mo Jiaxin gave Wang Zhe a hard look, "Release the dialect."

Zhao Liqiang yelled at Wang Zhe: "Come here, you come to clean up this girl, and I will tie her up."

Wang Zhe glanced at Mo Jiaxin, and seeing her beckoning him to solve the dialect with her eyes, Wang Zhe had no choice but to walk towards the dialect.

Zhao Liqiang picked up the rope and watermelon knife and came behind Mo Jiaxin, and said in a low voice, "We meet again, I miss you."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around Mo Jiaxin, put the knife on her neck, pressed his face against her, and sniffed her hair with his nose.

Wang Zhe took out a knife and cut the rope behind the dialect, and watched closely Mo Jiaxin's movements. Seeing this scene, he shouted loudly: "Zhao Liqiang, behave yourself!"

"Yo! Is it your turn to be distressed? You feel that you have given a lot, and in the eyes of others, you are just a villain with a knife in your back." As he spoke, he had already tied Mo Jiaxin's hands behind his back with a rope.

"Jiaxin!" Dialect didn't know what Zhao Liqiang had done, but worriedly called Mo Jiaxin's name.

"It's okay, I'm fine, you and Wang Zhe go back first, and I'll go find you when I'm done tomorrow." Mo Jiaxin comforted her softly.

"Yes, baby, I'll play with Jiaxin first, and let her go back to accompany you tomorrow." Zhao Liqiang said sinisterly.

Wang Zhe untied the rope from Fang Yan's body, and he raised his head and gave Zhao Liqiang a hard look.

Zhao Liqiang had a good time, sliding the back of the knife on Mo Jiaxin's body.

Fang Yan's muscles all over her body were already stiff. She shook her wrist and pulled up her blindfold tremblingly.What caught my eye was Mo Jiaxin standing in front of him being compared by Zhao Liqiang with a knife.

She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, tears flowed down again.

"Okay! Don't cry! Stand up! Go!" Wang Zhe pushed her roughly.

"Send her home. If you still think that I have taken care of you for four years, send her away." Mo Jiaxin told Wang Zhe impatiently.

"Well," Wang Zhe agreed, dragging his dialect and walking towards the door.Fang Yan hadn't used his legs to stand up for a long time, but was pulled by him, unable to stand up, and almost fell to the ground.Wang Zhe asked her, "Can I go?"

Fang Yan nodded, and took another look at Mo Jiaxin, her eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, and walked out holding Wang Zhe's arm.

"Jiaxin, are you okay?" Fang Yan asked Wang Zhe in a low voice.

Wang Zhe turned to stare at her again, "What do you think?"

"I don't want to go, I want to be with her." Fang Yan suddenly stopped at the door.

Wang Zhe slapped her again, "Why are you crazy, you stay here, it's Jiaxin's weakness, you should leave early, don't make trouble."

Dialect looked back again, but he could no longer see what was going on inside.

Zhao Liqiang's hand was like a mouse, running around Mo Jiaxin's body non-stop.

Mo Jiaxin frowned, "Why don't you make any progress? You always do unnecessary things."

Zhao Liqiang grinned rascally, "What do I want to improve, we didn't make it last time, let's make one this time for you to see?"

There was a sound at the door, and Fang Yan and the others had already gone out, but they didn't hear the sound of locking the door. It seems that Wang Zhe didn't lock it outside. He probably wanted to turn around and come back, so he left the door for himself, Mo Jiaxin thought, just right .

"I'm tired, can I sit down?" Mo Jiaxin looked at the chair where dialect was sitting just now and asked.

"Okay! I'm tired too, let's sit together." Zhao Liqiang embraced Mo Jiaxin, sat on the chair himself, and asked Mo Jiaxin to sit sideways on his lap.

Mo Jiaxin's expression was naturally calm.

Zhao Liqiang looked at her and touched her face, "You are the funniest, this serious and stinking behavior is just like your old man, it's hard to watch."

"Last time I remembered that you were also injured." Mo Jiaxin changed the subject calmly.

"You care about me so much?" Zhao Liqiang laughed, and pulled up his sleeve to show her, "You left me with a big scar! It can be regarded as you left me with a thought, thinking that one day I will put you in your bed Ravaged/ravaged under the body."

As he spoke, his big rough hands lifted the corner of Mo Jiaxin's clothes, and covered Mo Jiaxin's smooth skin.