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Is Quan Zhilong really an obedient person?

The answer is of course no.

When he was sent back to the studio by his assistant and told that he would take a plane to the United States at [-]:[-] pm, Quan Zhilong’s attitude was very sincere and sincere, and he promised that he would pack his things on time and would not worry the president anymore .

Seeing Quan Zhilong's expression, the assistant didn't doubt him, and after a few more instructions, he quickly left the studio.

Quan Zhilong watched the assistant leave the studio with a smile on his face, and waited patiently for a while. He looked up at the wall clock on the wall. The time displayed on it was 45:[-] in the morning, and it was still a long time before [-]:[-] in the afternoon. for a period of time.

--Just wait here on time for the assistant.

Quan Zhilong walked to the closet in a corner of the studio in a few steps, opened the closet door and picked out one or two non-brand-name casual clothes that he didn't often wear. After gesturing on himself, he quickly put on one Hoodie, kicked off the shoes and put on a pair of washed jeans, found a pair of sneakers bought a long time ago from the bottom of the shoe cabinet, after wearing them, Quan Zhilong put on the baseball cap on the sofa and hung it on the hanger masks.

--The president didn't say that I would not be allowed to go out at this time.

Then Quan Zhilong, who was getting ready to go, put the stack of A4 papers on the table into his pocket, opened the door of the studio, poked his head out and looked around, but found no one.

And around his studio, there is no monitoring equipment installed.

So he quickly walked out of the studio and closed the door, turned right and walked a dozen meters, trotting down the stairs.

What he went looking for this time was not Han Jingru.

It's another person on the call log--

Liu Rongzai.

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Six forty-eight in the morning.

Han Jingru managed to get the blade out of her trouser legs. Since she couldn't use her hands hard enough, it took her nearly half an hour to cut the hemp rope around her ankles to the point where she could get rid of the restraints as long as she struggled hard.

Looking at her purplish fingers pinching the blade and constantly trembling nervously, Han Jingru let out a long sigh of relief.

--The hemp rope on the ankle is easy to handle, but the one on the hand is????

Han Jingru turned her wrist helplessly, trying to find a position where she could cut the hemp rope, but she really couldn't cut the hemp rope on her wrist with her fingers pinching the blade.

After trying for a long time, Han Jingru felt that her wrist was about to break in pain, so she had no choice but to give up.

Han Jingru's original plan was to hide by the basement door after she got rid of the shackles, and the moment the convenience store uncle came in, hit his brain with a blade and a key, more precisely, his temple.

However, he couldn't even get rid of the hemp rope, let alone sneak attack.

[System: ??? Host, do you want to try biting the blade with your teeth?]

--???????

Han Jingru was silent for a while, and finally decided to listen to the system's suggestion, so she bit the blade with her teeth, raised her wrist to get close to the blade, and after only a few cuts, she rejected the system's suggestion.

Just biting the blade is fine, but when the hemp rope moves up and down on the blade, Han Jingru said that her teeth really can't stand the force.

The teeth loosened, and the blade fell back into her hand. Just as Han Jingru was thinking hard about how to cut off the hemp rope on her wrist, the sound of opening the door sounded again.

Han Jingru was taken aback, quickly threw the blade behind her and hid it, straightened her curled up legs to cover up the cut marks of the hemp rope, with cold sweat on her forehead, she stared closely at the opened basement door.

However, it was not the convenience store man who walked into the basement, but a middle-aged woman in a white blouse over a dress.

When the middle-aged woman saw Han Jingru, there was a strange light in her eyes.

--??? Isn't this the previous convenience store owner?

Han Jingru watched the other party turn around and close the door carefully, but at the same time, she also saw clearly the fruit knife in the other party's hand.

--??? If the uncle doesn't come, his wife will kill me instead?

Han Jingru's heart tightened, she touched the blade on one side of her body, and after holding it in her hand, she watched the middle-aged woman approaching her with a worried face vigilantly.

"??? Don't be afraid, child, I'm here to save you."

A comforting smile appeared on the sallow face of the middle-aged woman. She knelt down and shook the fruit knife in her hand, then pulled Han Jingru's arm, and quickly cut the hemp rope with the fruit knife. The middle-aged woman ignored Han Jingru's hand. blade, said to her.

Watching the other party cut the hemp rope, Han Jingru rubbed her numb wrist in disbelief, and looked at the middle-aged woman who was helping her cut the hemp rope with a strange expression.

--Is my luck really that good?

She was a little distracted, but she didn't ask what happened to the other party. The most important thing for her now is to escape.

So Han Jingru stood up without saying a word, leaning on the wall, moved her hands and feet, and thanked the middle-aged woman who was squatting on the ground panting heavily and seemed very tired. When she was about to leave, the door of the basement was violently opened. of open.

Han Jingru looked sullenly at the convenience store uncle who was approaching step by step with an extremely gloomy expression. She quietly hid the blade between her fingers, and stepped back a few steps pretending to be scared. When she was about to speak, she didn't Thinking of the middle-aged woman who had been squatting on the ground, she dropped the fruit knife, stood up and rushed towards the convenience store uncle.

"Zhengmin! Stop it??? These girls are innocent, even if you kill them, our, our Zhihui will never come back!!!"

The middle-aged woman cried and hugged the convenience store man's body, trying to persuade him to stop this behavior.

"??? Sleeping pills can't make you shut up, Xianzhen?"

The convenience store uncle's face was gloomy and terrifying. He stared at Han Jingru who was not far away. Instead of looking at the crying and heartbroken wife, he said indifferently.

Han Jingru took a deep breath, squeezed her icy fingers, looked at the crying woman, the convenience store uncle who looked at her clearly wrongly, and the half-opened basement door. The middle-aged woman threw away the fruit knife and ran over resolutely.

The moment her fingers touched the fruit knife, Han Jingru, who hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief, only felt a needle-like pain in her scalp, and was dragged aside by the hair of the convenience store uncle who pushed his wife away.

Han Jingru noticed that the middle-aged woman fell to the ground without moving.

"I told you before that it won't hurt, but why don't you behave yourself?"

The convenience store uncle held down Han Jingru, said with gloomy eyes, raised his hand and slapped her hard, his face was tilted to one side, and Han Jingru, who was buzzing in his ears, held back the pain and did not let out a sound, covering it with his hair Most of her face was covered, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly.

[System: Host!!!]

"You're not like my Zhihui at all, not at all!!!"

The convenience store uncle was panting heavily, his eyes no longer showed love and pampering. In his eyes, the one in front of him was no longer his own daughter, but a hateful woman. And angry, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Jingru's neck fiercely, shouting frantically.

"??????"

However, the person under his palm didn't struggle, the convenience store uncle looked ferociously at the other person's approaching face with red eyes, Han Jingru didn't seem to be in pain, and just smiled at him.

The uncle in the convenience store was shaken by this smile. At that moment, he thought he saw his tragically dead daughter again, so he couldn't help but lighten the hand that was pinching Han Jingru's neck, and then lowered his head slightly, as if to He could see clearly whether this was his daughter, but in the next second, he only felt his eyes go cold, and then a pain that he had never felt before came from his eyes and swept across his brain.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The convenience store uncle wailed and covered his right eye and rolled aside, bright red liquid dripped from his fingers.

"Cough cough, cough cough???"

After rebreathing the air, Han Jingru held her neck and coughed violently, glanced at the blood-soaked blade in her hand, got up and ran towards the compound door in embarrassment, when she reached the door, because of anxiety and nervousness, Han Jingru even sprained her feet and stumbled After walking out of the basement, she found that there was no one in the store. Feeling a little dizzy, she supported the cashier with her right hand, leaving a dazzling red palm print.

Breathing more and more quickly, Han Jingru finally came to the door of the convenience store. When she found that the door was locked, she immediately slammed on the glass door and called for help.

The glass door was also stained with blood.

"??? Help!! Help me!!!"

Perhaps because it was still early, there were only three pedestrians outside the convenience store, but Han Jingru's cry for help clearly caught their attention.

However, to Han Jingru's disappointment, a young girl among the three passers-by glanced at her and then ran away in panic. The other two young men stopped and looked at her, as if they were discussing something. He took out his cell phone and made a call, probably calling the police.

--Really??? Relying on others is better than relying on yourself.

Han Jingru put down her hand beating the glass door, showing a mocking smile, and turned around to find something to smash the glass door, but the moment she turned around, she saw the bloody convenience store uncle coming out of the basement like a ghost. run out.

"You bitch bitch bitch!!! Give me my daughter back!!!"

The face of the convenience store uncle who used to have an amiable smile is now full of twists and hideousness. Holding a fruit knife in his hand, he rushed towards Han Jingru extremely fast.

Her pupils shrank sharply, and panic surged into her heart. Han Jingru wanted to hide, but the tingling pain from her ankle made her slow down her movements, and she clenched her hands involuntarily. The pain in her right hand made her realize that she was still alive. There is a blade.

"??? Quiet as a sister!!!!!!"

Just when Han Jingru was about to rush towards the uncle in the convenience store, a sharp and trembling voice came out, whose voice was changed because of fear.

--What?

"??????"

Before Han Jingru became suspicious, severe pain came from her abdomen.

Staring blankly at the madly smiling middle-aged man in front of her, Han Jingru didn't need to lower her head to know that she had been stabbed by this man.

--??? Really??? A failure.

Han Jingru's eyes were a little blurry, she gave a wry smile, but her brain was unusually clear, and her eyes became stern and dull.

"??? Uncle, you have killed so many people, just come with me."

There was no expression on Han Jingru's face anymore, she twitched the corners of her mouth, squeezed the blade tightly and slashed hard.

The laughter of the person in front of him stopped abruptly, and the blood sprayed out from his neck and splashed all over her.

Han Jingru watched as the other party twitched and fell down clutching his neck.

--Is it finally over?

Looking down at the fruit knife inserted/into her abdomen and the blood flowing continuously, Han Jingru, who had lost all her strength, leaned against the glass door, her body slumped slowly and fell to the ground.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

Someone was banging frantically on the glass door behind her.

But she had no time to care about it.

-- System, I'm so tired.

[System: Host!! Host, I beg you not to sleep, okay!?!]

"Jing, sister Jingru, hold on, I will, I will smash the door right away??? Don't be afraid of sister Jingru?? Don't be afraid???"

"Jing Ruxi, can you hear me? Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

--I'm not afraid???Never???

--But I'm really tired and sleepy???

"Please, Sister Jingru??? Please, please!!!"

--Ah, I see, it's Zhilong.

"??? Why are you crying again, Zhilong?"

Han Jingru closed her eyes, sighed wearily, as if she was comforting someone, and then, her consciousness was completely plunged into sticky darkness.