Chapter 1395 Has the game started?
Lin Zongheng did not see Li Guangbi because he had already changed places and did not want Li Guangbi to find him. He could only complete his plan outside now. He wanted to contain the Qian family. Ren and Liu Ding, a lunatic.
It is estimated that the people in District 8 are trying to deal with Yu Qingli at the moment, and they probably don’t have time to talk to Han Qian.
Cui Li is in the capital.
Zhao Hanqing is at the border.
There are only a few people around Han Qian who can fight, and he never knows how many people he still has.
Looking at the two tightly tied people in front of him, Lin Zongheng finally took the initiative to dial Han Qian's phone number.
"I heard that you miss me very much? I was bombarded with phone calls after phone calls."
Han Qian smiled.
"That's right, I think you've been thinking about it so much that you can't sleep. You bastard has no one left!"
Lin Zongheng lit a cigarette and laughed.
"Yes, there is no one! There is really no one this time, Han Qian, but I know magic. You can choose for yourself. Should Yao Xue be rounded tonight? Or should Qin Xue be chopped up? Where are your hands? You are the Prince of Binhai, I have to give you a choice, right?"
Han Qian laughed.
"Are you doing the same thing again? Can you come up with something new?"
Lin Zongheng sighed as he lay on the broken bed.
"It's hard to play. The main players are all old, and we don't need any new tricks. Han Qian, can we wait for daybreak? Wait until daybreak to see if Yao Xue is in bed or Qin Xue has lost his hand? Or are we changing? How many people are there? Who is Fang Shanshan from the General Department? Or is the one from the Public Relations Department called Shuoshuo or Xuanxuan? Li Yang’s son? Li Jiawei’s mother? Guan Junbiao’s son? Actually, Han Qian, I have so much to say to you, really! You really don’t need to worry about these idiots. What impact does it have? Are you right?"
Han Qian stretched himself.
“I’m not surprised at all that such words are spoken by people like you. You are like a fish that slipped through the net without nine years of compulsory education. You dare not hide in the dark sewers. What else do you dare to do besides peeking into other people’s lives?”
Lin Zongheng laughed.
"It has to be you. Every time you scold me, it will break my defense, make me angry, and make me want to crush you to ashes, Han Qian! Do you know that as long as you leave this place? World, everything you have worked so hard for will come to nothing, and the alliance you have created will fall apart in an instant. ”
"You're talking nonsense again. You don't have to pay for the phone, right?"
Han Qian was not in the mood to listen to Lin Zongheng's nonsense. Lin Zongheng sneered, stood up and walked over to the two people who were tied up. He squatted down and pinched the face of one of the girls.
“Well, you have a nice face! I also like this nurse’s uniform. I remember that when I was in the hospital, this little girl was very yin and yang to me. What’s his name? Oh! Yes, what a sponge. , Han Qian! You said someone called the sponge’s name and soaked it in the water. Can you squeeze out the water after taking it out? "
"No. "
At this time, Han Qian had already put on his clothes and picked up the car keys and went out, facing the warmth before leaving. He kissed her cheek hard, and Lin Zongheng laughed while listening to the sound on the phone.
"What? Farewell? Indeed! Han Qian, you really have to say goodbye. This is my last chance, but I have no interest in this sponge now. Instead, Lian Ya, who claims to be your friend, has been waiting for me. , I’ll dig out his eyes and send them to you later.”
Hu Sponge.
Lian Ya.
Han Qian never expected that Lin Zongheng would be so disgusted as to do something to such a marginalized person. Walking into the elevator, Han Qian said softly.
“Isn’t everything you do just trying to get me to see you?”
Lin Zongheng shook his head.
“No, no, no, I don’t have this idea. I just want to make you live in pain and wake you up late at night again and again. It was you who killed everyone who regarded you as a friend, such as Ah Er? Like Zheng Jing? Or Ba? Did you go from a trash to Feng Lun, who is now a prince among thousands of people?"
"Have you started chanting again?"
Han Qian's tone was calm, but at this time he Already extremely angry, Lin Zongheng burst into laughter.
"Han Qian! I will send you the location, come and see me."
Lin Zongheng hung up the phone. Now is the best opportunity for Lin Zongheng. Han Qian's waist is injured. Everyone around him is dealing with their own affairs. And when it comes to choices, Han Qian will always put others first. Put your life in front of yourself.
Standing up and looking down at the two people in front of him, Lin Zongheng said reluctantly. "I'm so sorry, you two just do me a favor, die first, and take the person away."
A few men walked in outside the door.
Lin Zongheng still has people working for him. To be sure, there are people working hard for money. There will never be a shortage of people in the world who are not afraid of death, but there is no one in the world who does not like money and no one who is not afraid of poverty. .
After the two were taken away, Lin Zongheng looked in the mirror and saw his embarrassed appearance. How could he witness Han Qian's death in this image?
At seven o'clock in the evening, the sky in Binhai became slightly dark.
Bai Pami appeared in a dilapidated warehouse. Han Qian walked into the warehouse and looked around, then slowly raised his head. Lin Zongheng was sitting on the beam with a rope in his hand and lowered his head. Look at Han Qian.
"Long time no see! I found that I missed you very much even if I couldn't see you for a minute."
Han Qian lit a cigarette and said softly.
"It's okay, I have a way to make you look at me all your life. Are you hiding up there for fear that I will kill you? I thought you would be able to play for a long time."
Lin Zongheng laughed.
"Originally, I wanted to torture you to collapse, but it seems that it is not possible now. After you solved the trouble in the capital, I may not have any chance to turn around if I keep going. They just found me first. Too simple, whatever I've been found guilty of a crime, Han Qian, let me ask you a question."
"I don't know, I'm uneducated, get out."
If you stay with Yeats for a long time, you will inevitably be assimilated, Lin. Zongheng was not angry either, he put down the rope in his hand and smiled.
"Han Qian, I suddenly thought of a very interesting game. If you live like a male protagonist, then I will invite you to be the male protagonist of this game! Do you want to know where Lian Ya and Sponge are now? I Let me tell you generously, Lian Ya is in a certain noodle shop, and Hu Feng is in an abandoned hospital. At nine o'clock, I detonate the bomb on both of them. Who do you think you will save? "
Han Qian lit a cigarette again and Lin Zongheng smiled.
"Hu Fongfeng's family has a paralyzed mother and an alcoholic and domestically violent father. Hu Fongfong is supporting the family. Han Qian! You said that after Hu Fongfong died, his alcoholic and domestically violent father Will she kill her paralyzed mother?"
Han Qian raised his head and looked at Lin Zongheng and said softly.
“This is boring.”
Lin Zongheng laughed.
"Three generations of Lian Ya's family have passed down to him alone. Now the child is unmarried and has no children. If you tell me to kill him, Han Qian! How will you face the old couple then! I'm too I’ve been looking forward to this kind of scene!”
Han Qian rolled his eyes, and Lin Zongheng let go of the rope in his hand and spoke again.
"Look, Han Qian, does this rope look familiar? Does this beam look familiar? I remember that there was a man who wanted to protect his young master, but he was hung here and beaten to death. At that time, The picture should be pretty good, right? Han Qian, you are so ruthless. The place of death has been forgotten. Does this person have such a low status in your heart? I'm leaving! You have two hours, don't let me see anyone I don't want to see in the surveillance."
Lin Zongheng stood up, bent over and looked at Han Qian and smiled.
"The game must have an opening, Han Qian! I respect you very much, and I know clearly that ordinary people can't beat you, so! We must rescue these two poor guys before nine o'clock!"
Several unarmed men walked in from all sides of the warehouse. Lin Zongheng jumped down from the beam and shouted loudly.
"Four million bounty, double the number of kills."
Lin Zongheng turned around and ran away, laughing all the way as he disappeared outside the warehouse.
Han Qian looked at the strong man approaching and sighed.
"Can we not fight?"
Before he finished speaking, Han Qian's fist had already landed on the face of a strong man. Han Qian raised his head and grinned.
"Sorry, I think you really deserve a beating!"
Twenty minutes later, Han Qian, covered in bright red, walked out of the warehouse and took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes. He took out one, lit it, and blew out the smoke. Han Qian felt as if his waist was broken.
“Damn it, one more day to live!”
The white Padme left the warehouse, leaving behind the men lying on the ground groaning in pain.
(End of this chapter)