The man nodded hurriedly, his head like a chicken pecking at rice!
"OK."
Xiaoqi also talked about the rules of the game and gave him a piece of paper.
Big beads of sweat fell from the man's forehead, pattering onto the paper.
One thing to say is that the handwriting is not bad. It seems that he once held a high position and was a signer who often signed. Especially his own name, it is really written in a decent way.
After finishing writing, he looked at Xiaoqi almost pleadingly: "Can I leave? Can I...can I leave this hellish place?"
Look at this man's appearance at the moment. He is breathing heavily, is seriously injured, is under tremendous psychological pressure, and is hesitating when speaking. Where is the arrogant look he had when he came in, with his nostrils turned up in the air as he was in a high position?
Xiaoqi nodded and looked at the paper signed with his name with satisfaction: "That's it!"
Then, with a wave of his hand, he reminded the guards outside: "Let them go!"
"yes!!"
Soon, a person left intact.
Although he suffered some internal injuries, he will recover as soon as possible.
Although it was promised that once Wei Wufeng is replaced, the opportunity to upgrade to three levels in a row is gone, but is the original position low? To be honest, it is not low anymore, and it is quite high...
At this time, what is really interesting is not this person, but what is inside the basement.
The people inside started to panic...
The answer is obvious!
Others have already written it down.
Even if the leader is shot, he is no longer the leader.
Anyway, someone has already written it down, so what if there is one more?
Being able to get out of here, live on, and not be beaten to death here is the most urgent thing!
"I'll write it!"
The second person raised his hand and stood up!
"I'll write too!"
After we had the leader in front, things suddenly started to heat up behind us, as if the wind direction had suddenly changed!!
Once this hole is opened, it means that whoever can write a few sentences first that this is not a secret will be able to get out alive...
And if you can't take the lead and become the person behind, the probability of survival will become smaller and smaller. In the end, at least six people will not be able to get out of here alive today.
Is this good enough?
"I come!"
"Don't grab it! Don't grab it from me! Damn you, I said it first!"
"Get out of here, uncle! Who will let you go? I'll go first!!"
Soon, more than a dozen people were in a mess, all in a mess...
Xiao Qi was not surprised. She seemed to have foreseen this scene, was calm and calm, and was not anxious at all.
These people are no longer those arrogant "upper-class people", and Xiao Qi is no longer the humble little person with an inferiority complex.
Three more people left...
This means that there are only eight pieces of paper left.
But there are still fourteen people in the basement!
This is how to do?
The weaknesses, ugliness, and despicability of human nature are gradually being exposed...
They began to line up based on their previous position in the outside world.
But the people behind were not convinced at all.
When the previous position cannot determine who dies and who lives, the most primitive violence and cold-bloodedness appears.
They use their little physical strength to fight with their fists to ensure their own interests and chances of survival...
last of the last……
The paper was not used up at all.
Because of their desperate battle, they had already disintegrated seven of their companions.
Originally there were only six pieces of paper missing, but seven people died.
"ok,"
Xiao Qi snapped her fingers and took the charges and identification papers in her hand with satisfaction, and she was done.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
When Xiao Qi stood in front of Su Che again, he seemed to have changed into a different person.
"Brother Su, luckily you have lived up to your fate." Xiao Qi bowed and handed over all the petitions.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Su Che reminded Song Jiuzhou: "You should be rewarded."
"Yes, Mr. Su!"
"Thank you, Brother Su..." Xiao Qi said piously.
Su Che took Wei Ziqing and left without looking back.
The two of them came to the attic in the backyard, which was Wei Ziqing's boudoir, and came here to discuss important matters.
The fight has now reached a fever pitch and cannot be dragged on any longer.
According to Su Che's expectations, Chi Weifa and Wei Wufeng couldn't wait any longer.
And on my side, if they still haven't taken any action, then it's time for me to take action!
"With these things, Wei Wufeng won't be able to get up. Let's take care of him. This is called the master's reputation." Su Che said coldly.
Wei Ziqing also nodded excitedly and looked at the God of War's Mace wrapped in black cloth: "And with this thing, we are not even afraid of Chi Weifa. Chi Weifa's ability to command the world's insect swarm will not be in front of the God of War's Mace."
It’s just Mao Yu, Brother Su, we won this battle!”
"You won."
Su Che said angrily: "I'm just a passerby, a hurried traveler. I'm not here to be a queen, and I don't enjoy any glory and wealth here. Everything is yours. How can I win?"
Wei Ziqing looked at Su Che: "These are not yours, but I am yours..."
"you?"
Su Che looked at this gentle and lovely girl with great interest, pinched her chin and expressed affection with his eyes: "You are mine, then you can prove it to me?"
"……OK."
Wei Ziqing nodded, then hugged Su Che tightly and fell down, immediately falling on his gums.
The large and soft bed turned into a deep pit when the two of them fell down, and the softness and rebound support of the high-end mattress gave the two of them a counter force.
At this second, the gravitational force of the weight of the two of them was downward, while the rebound force of the good pad was upward. The two of them were almost completely relaxed, but they were tightly wrapped up by the combination of the two forces...
The faint fragrance of Wei Ziqing's breath hit Su Che's ears like blue. On her cheeks, Su Che was almost confused on the spot...
One kiss is heavenly.
It’s just that it’s just a taste.
Su Che stopped in time.
Wei Ziqing, a woman as cold as ice, is actually a little bit over the top.
"Brother Su, why did you stop?" Wei Ziqing spoke with affection, and his voice was much lower and gentler. It sounded boneless, soft and weak.
Su Che remained calm and restrained: "You girl, you can do something about it later. Now, I think it's time for Chi Weifa to take action..."
"Nowadays, although we have famous counsels and weapons of war that can surprise us, it is too early to talk about victory and celebrate. Chi Weifa has been planning for ten years, and it will not be so easy... wait until we can really do it.
I will never be polite to you when we serve celebratory drinks."
After Su Che finished speaking, he turned over and dismounted: "Let's go, let's go to the door to meet these two guys, Chi Weifa and Wei Wufeng..."
Wei Ziqing looked a little unfinished and nodded helplessly: "...Okay then."
Su Che: "..."
"Don't force me to change my mind, otherwise you will be asking for trouble..."