Strong duel

77 Hate

"Didn't find it?" The figure standing in front of the window stared at the night washed by the heavy rain, frowning and asked.

"Yes, I went through the forest but didn't find him." Wang Zi replied, he hesitated for a moment and continued, "Someone just reported that Master Cheng Le has gone out."

The sharp eyes suddenly deepened, "You said Cheng Le went out?"

"Well, it was... at the time that person left NK."

The person standing in front of the window finally moved. He pulled the coat off the hanger and walked out, "Find Cheng Le's position immediately!"

Before Wang Zi could reply, the figure who was going out was already asking people to prepare the car, dispatched manpower, and rushed out.

"Boss, we'll take you to the hospital." Li Xuan said anxiously. Jing Ze's body was covered in blood. He didn't know where there was an injury and where it wasn't. He didn't dare to act rashly without surgical tools.

"No, get out of here right away and stop the bleeding after I get on the plane." The weak Jing Ze stopped him, and Cheng Le was here, and Leng Hanye might find them soon, so he would never have a chance to escape.

"But I didn't bring plasma, your current situation is very dangerous."

"It's okay, I can still hold on, come on, Xiao Ruirui, stop howling, I'm not dead yet? Get up and carry your boss out." Jing Ze stroked An Rui's furry head, as if coaxing the fat Doodle Golden Retriever ingot.

An Rui grabbed the boss's sleeve, wiped away the snot and tears all over his face, got up sobbing and looked at the miserable situation of the boss, gave up carrying him, bent over to pick him up and walked out.

Passing by Cheng Le who was unconscious on the ground, he kicked fiercely, "Boss, how do you deal with this kid?" With that gritted teeth, he wanted to turn him into a hornet's nest.

"Forget it, let him live." Jing Ze said, sometimes letting a person live in pain is better than killing him, and Leng Hanye probably won't make him feel better.

"Hmph, that can't be cheap for him." Li Xuan said, picked out a lavender reagent from the medicine box, grabbed his only remaining arm and injected it, and then caught up with An Rui in satisfaction. leave quickly.

When Leng Hanye arrived, the building was already empty, only the blood-stained bed sheets and Cheng Le, who didn't know what to do, remained.

Looking at the blood-stained snow-white sheets, the rope on the bed, and the blood-stained fruit knife, Leng Hanye chewed on the name Jingze, feeling a little pain in his heart for no reason, but in the room filled with bloody smell, His expression was still cold.

"Take him back."

The resolute figure stepped into the rainy night first, holding a black umbrella and walking steadily on the way he came.

The moment Jingze got on the plane, this resolute man couldn't hold on any longer and passed out, and this coma lasted for a whole week.

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It was late at night when Qi Yu and others arrived in London. The roar of the plane and the black shadows coming down from the zipline broke the sleeping Bach's main house.

The situation was almost one-sided. When the guards of Chief Bach arrived, their patriarch Han had already been controlled on the sofa in the living room. He was still wearing pajamas, and he was dragged from the bedroom before he even had time to put on his shoes. come out.

"Where's your brother? Hand over your brother." Han, whose head was pinned by a gun, didn't panic because his life was in someone else's hands. He leisurely gathered up his clothes, adjusted his sitting posture and sat on the sofa , said gracefully, "It seems inappropriate for you to come all the way here to take care of my housework, doesn't it?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over people."

"What if I don't pay?" Han snapped his fingers, and a large number of guards rushed into the room, covering the front and back of the house tightly.

"Do you think you can take us down just by relying on the fools you raised?" Qi Yu has the worst temper, letting others hold Han's head, he dashes into the crowd, and the person closest to them within a minute The guns of the several guards were all in his hands, and when he turned around, the muzzles of the guns in his hands were aimed at Han, "If you don't tell me, I'll look for them one by one."

"Qi Yu, take someone to look for them, I'll just watch over here." The middle-aged man who brought them said.

"Well, please trouble Mr. Zou." Qi Yu spoke respectfully to this man, he is the boss's friend, and he is also a killer who ranks second only to Silver Fox, and his code name is Greedy Wolf.

Qi Yu led people to fight all the way, looking for Bin's figure from room to room, and finally they stopped in front of a small secret room, but there was a combination lock on it, and they couldn't get in for a while.

"Li."

"Well, give me 1 minutes."

Shen Li lowered his head to study the Arabic numerals, while the others waited silently. With this guy around, it works better than any key.

"OK, it's done." Half a minute later, a triumphant smile appeared on her charming and sexy face.

They pushed the door open, and the smiles that hadn't dissipated froze on their faces. They didn't even dare to take a big breath. The figure lying on the bed seemed to be shattered in the air. It was full of various tubes, and the room was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and drips were being injected into his body drop by drop through the transparent infusion tube.

Hearing the movement, he opened his closed eyes without focus, turned his head symbolically to face the direction of the door, Qi Yu walked to the side of the bed, and called him softly, "Bin?"

Hearing a voice that wasn't that person's, Kong Kong's expression paused slightly, and his hoarse voice uttered a word, "Ze, is that you?"

"It's us, the boss can't come because of something, let us pick you up, sorry we are late."

The first smile finally appeared on the face that had been numb for a long time, "I want to get out of here."

Qi Yu took off his coat, covered him with it, carefully picked him up, hugged him like he was holding a piece of valuable jade, for fear of breaking him, "Let's go home."

When Qi Yu carried Bin into the hall, Han Siwen's handsome face was covered with haze, he looked coldly at Bin who was curled up in Qi Yu's arms, wishing he could strangle him to death.

"I'll kill you, you wolf-hearted thing!" From the moment he saw Bin, Shen Li was agitated. He always had a feeling of sympathy for such people who suffered misfortune. Although Zhang Hao is by his side, he has done a good enough job.

The hand that raised the gun was lightly held, and Bin Facing Qi Yu's arms shook his head silently.

"Bin! If you don't let them kill me today, I will wash away the humiliation of today and let you die without a place to bury you!" Ling Lie's words came out word by word from his own brother's mouth It stabbed Bin's body like a knife.

Obviously there is no heart anymore, why does it still hurt?

"Let's go." He whispered to Qi Yu, burying his face in his chest.

"I need to trouble Patriarch Bach to give us a ride." Zou Shangyun grabbed Han's shoulders, put a gun on Han's head, and a group of people came out, escorting him to the plane. Zou Shangyun could tell that this man's brother was called Bin I don't want to ruin the Bach family.

Ten minutes after the plane took off, Qi Yu pointed to Han and said, "Mr. Zou, give him a parachute bag and throw him off the plane."

"Don't!" Bin, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up. He grabbed Qi Yu's arm excitedly and tried to stop him from doing that. The cabin fell silent, and they all looked at Bin. To defend him, only Zou Shangyun looked at him thoughtfully.

Realizing his gaffe, Bin let go of his hand in embarrassment, and begged, "Find a place to land and let him go down."

Han, who had always had a gloomy face, was taken aback. He was afraid of heights since he was a child, and only his elder brother knew about it. So he has not forgotten it until now, but so what, what he did to himself, even if he died ten thousand times, he would never forget it. He will not be grateful to him, and will never forgive him if he can't solve the hatred in his heart!

He ended up being thrown on top of a skyscraper, his clothes rattling in the air from the propeller.

The temperature in the middle of the night was very cold, but he didn't seem to feel the cold in his thin clothes. He stared at the red dot flickering in the night sky and slowly disappeared from his sight. The hatred burning in those eyes seemed to make even himself want to Burned out.