Chapter 1124 Warning, too much sweetness (69)
"Just send it, you handle it."
Jiang Tang's voice was a little hoarse, and the manager asked with concern.
"Have you caught a cold?"
"Yeah."
"Then you can rest. If you have any questions, let Zhang Ke come over. I'll go and get busy."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tang went back to sleep. When he woke up again, the room was dark.
The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit low. Jiang Tang grabbed his phone and looked at it. It was already past two o'clock in the morning and Song Naichao hadn't come back yet.
She called him.
It took a while to get through.
"Jiang Tang."
The man called out in a low voice, his voice a little hollow, mixed with the sound of the whistling wind and the crashing waves.
"Where is it?"
Jiang Tang asked, gently twisting the curtains on the curtains with his fingers, and looked out the window quietly with his black eyes, seeing darkness in front of him.
At this moment, on the other side of the world, at the Port of Dolphin Bay in Italy, a man wearing a black trench coat stood on the vast seaside, his tall and straight body like a static sculpture.
"I was doing errands outside. Just when I was about to call you, you called me."
The man's voice was very soft and was blown away by the wind. Jiang Tang couldn't hear it clearly and could only vaguely hear the weirdness in the man's tone.
"Then keep busy, I'll hang up."
"Don't hang up, I'm not busy now, you can chat with me again."
Song Naichao lowered his eyes and looked at the waves constantly hitting the rocks beneath him, breaking and breaking, making the uppers of his shoes wet.
Behind him, dozens of men in black suits stood in a circle, holding silver guns in their hands, pointing their guns at the man in the middle.
The figure surrounded by everyone fell to the ground, his life was weak, and his messy hair covered his face, making it impossible for anyone to see his face. Everyone was waiting for instructions from the man at the port. The wind was getting stronger. Song Naichao's heart sank unconsciously as he listened to the soft voice on the other end of the phone.
The man was holding the phone in one hand and holding a silver gun in the other hand, speaking softly and softly.
"I'll go back early tomorrow morning. You wait for me at home."
After hanging up the phone, the man stared at the phone screen for a long time. After a while, he turned around, opened his long legs, and walked towards the crowd.
The men in black gave way to him one after another. The wind on the beach became stronger and stronger, the waves hit the shore, and the white waves rushed up.
Song Naichao lowered his eyes and looked at the person beneath him.
"Have you thought about it?"
He asked slowly, his pale face still looking gentle and quiet, with a cold light in his dark eyes.
The man on the ground didn't respond.
Song Naichao raised the silver gun in his hand and pointed it at his forehead,
His mood was still cold, making people mistakenly think that what he was holding was not a gun, but a balloon taken from the tree for the child.
He always looks innocent and ignorant, but what he says is extremely cruel.
"If you don't say anything, I will kill your daughter."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his gun, pointed it at the motionless cloth bag at his feet, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The sound of a gunshot gave the man on the ground no chance to react.
The man lying motionless trembled violently, roared in pain, and curled up in despair. The gun seemed to have hit him, and he howled like a captured beast in the wind.
Song Naichao had an expressionless face. The secretary standing beside him bent down and untied the sack, revealing a pale face inside.
The young girl's long hair was messy, her exquisite and expensive skirt was crumpled into a ball, her hands were hanging weakly on her side, her blond hair was sticky, and there was a black bullet hole on her forehead.
(End of chapter)