"Don't move!"

Lu Xianghe held a handful of * in his right hand and pointed the muzzle into the front cab.

As soon as the gun lit up, the needle in the car instantly became audible.

"Crash!"

Lu Xianghe took out two brand new handcuffs from his crossbody bag with his left hand and threw them directly into the front cab: "Twist the things in his waist to my feet, and then handcuffed the wrist near the side of the car door and locked it on the handle of the door frame!"

After the words came, the two young men in front of him wriggled, and their heads were covered in sweat, looking at Lao Jia.

"I won't say it again! Do you understand?" Lu Xianghe held the gun and poked the driver's forehead hard.

"Do what he said!" Old Jia ordered the two of them with sweat covered in sweat.

"Click, snap!"

After hearing Lao Jia's words, the two took out a low-quality six-sounding pistol and a bladed military spear from their waists, slowly threw it at Lu Xianghe's feet, and handcuffed themselves and locked them on the car door.

"Don't turn around, drive the car into the alley, turn left at the first intersection and stop!" Lu Xianghe said softly to the driver.

"Okay, okay..." The driver nodded repeatedly, then controlled the steering wheel with his uncuffed right hand, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the left position of the first intersection of the alley and stopped.

"Xiao Lu, I had no choice but to...!" After stopping the car, Lao Jia immediately wanted to explain to Lu Xianghe.

"Crash!"

Lu Xianghe took out a bicycle chain from his bag and then put it around Lao Jia's neck with one hand.

"What the hell are you going to do?!" Old Jia shouted in a sharp voice, raising his hand to resist.

"Crack!"

Lu Xianghe directly inserted *'s muzzle into Lao Jia's mouth, scolded with expressionless face: "Don't move!"

Old Jia looked at Lu Xianghe in a daze, his legs trembled, but he didn't dare to move.

"Crazy!"

After Lu Xianghe put his neck around Lao Jia, he suddenly pulled the chain back and pulled Lao Jia's neck, making him lean tightly against the vehicle seat.

"Crack!"

After Lu Xianghe tied Lao Jia's neck to the vehicle seat, he locked him directly with the lock.

"Xiao He, I...!" Old Jia held the chains strangled around his neck with both hands, his voice hoarse, and he looked at Lu Xianghe with his eyes begging and was about to speak again.

"Call the people who just entered the hotel and ask them to come back, hurry up!" After Lu Xianghe took out his cell phone from Lao Jia's pocket, he continued to whisper the order while poking his face with a gun.

...

Ten seconds later.

The big ghost who had just climbed from the stairwell to the seventh and a half position suddenly heard the phone ringing in his pocket.

"Hello?!"

"I am Lao Jia, there is something urgent to do, come back quickly!"

"What the hell are you doing? I'm in!" After hearing the sound, the big ghost cursed: "What's the urgent matter? You can't wait until I finish my work?"

"I'll ask you to come back, you'll be back. It's a very urgent matter. Lao Tu called me!" Lao Jia threw down his sentence and immediately hung up his phone.

In the hotel, the big ghost gritted his teeth and looked at the phone screen. After holding it in for a long time, he shouted at Feng Dong and others: "Go up later, go back first!"

...

At the same time, in the van in the alley, after Lao Jia made a call, his lips trembled at Lu Xianghe and opened his mouth and said, "Sanghe, your wife's death is definitely an accident. I just want to get the things back..."

"brush!"

Lu Xianghe took out a dagger from his pocket expressionlessly.

"Sanghe, I really don't mean to kill someone, I..." Lao Jia also wanted to explain.

"Puff!"

Lu Xianghe held the dagger and stabbed Lao Jia in the chest with a simple and rough movement. The blade body, which was more than 20 centimeters long, instantly penetrated Lao Jia's chest, and the tip of the knife was nailed to the seat.

The two young men on the front seat of the van looked at Lu Xianghe and Lao Jia who was slowly oozing out of his chest, all of whom were confused.

"...Xinghe...Xinghe...Xinghe..." Old Jia stared at Lu Xianghe with his eyes trembling, and asked for forgiveness.

"brush!"

Instead of drawing his sword, Lu Xianghe took out an identical dagger from his crossbody bag again, and rushed to Lao Jia's chest with concise and neat movements, and stabbed him again decisively and fiercely.

"Puff!"

The blade broke through his body, and Old Jia seemed to be electrocuted. He looked down at the two knives inserted into his chest with a trembling body, and blood spurted out with a puff of it!

"brush!"

Lu Xianghe lowered his head and took out his knife again!

"Puff!"

Lower your head and poke it again!

"brush!"

Exhaust the knife!

"Puff!"

Keep poking!

“…!”

Within ten seconds, Lu Xianghe took out seven swords from his diagonal bag and stabbed Lao Jia seven times in a row, without saying a word from beginning to end! And the blade of each sword penetrated Lao Jia's chest, and the tip of the knife was firmly nailed to the back of the blood-filled car chair!

In the front seats, the two young men all shouted in a crying voice after seeing Lu Xianghe stopping: "Brother, brother... has nothing to do with us..."

"Bang!"

Lu Xianghe pinched Lao Jia's chin with his hands without any expression, pointed the gun at his cheek and said word by word: "I made a mistake once, let Qingqing die, so I will never let you hurt my family for the second time! Never mind, do you understand? I still can't help but kill you seven times! Remember, I will kill those dog baskets that ruined my family one by one! So on the road to the underworld, you won't be alone!"

After saying that, Lu Xianghe pushed open the car door and disappeared into the alley with great strides.

"Bang, bang!"

On the front seats in the car, the two young men looked at Lao Jia, who was covered in blood and stared at the breath of breath, and were extremely scared. They pulled the handcuffs on their hands hard, trying to break free, but after pulling them N times in a row, they still had no effect.

After about a minute, Dagui and others walked across the street and arrived at the place where they got off the bus, but they did not see the bread.

"Damn it, let me get down, but I'm gone!" After the big ghost cursed, he immediately called Lao Jia's cell phone.

After more than ten seconds.

"Hey?! I am Brother Guozi…!"

"Where is Lao Jia, what phone call are you answering?!" the big ghost frowned and cursed.

"Lu Xianghe is here, Lao Jia is stabbed to death, we are tortured in the car and can't get out!" Brother Guo Zi shouted in a crying voice.

"Dead?!" The ghost was extremely shocked when he heard the sound.

"Diet, he was nailed to death in the car seat!"

"Where are you?!!"

"Hutong! We are here on the left side of the first intersection in thehutong. Come and save us..." Although Lu Xianghe had left at this moment, Guo Zi's brother still did not come out of his fear. He was indeed scared and scared!

...

The other end.

After Lu Xianghe left the alley, he took out his cell phone and called his uncle.

"Hey?" The uncle immediately picked up.

"Are you in a private room in the hotel?!" Lu Xianghe asked bluntly.

"Here!"

"Take out the phone card and break it, throw the phone into the toilet, and then go downstairs!" Lu Xianghe ordered in a concise manner.

"You are here with the police?" the uncle asked urgently.
Chapter completed!