Interrupt and pick up again? You can actually say such harsh words in such a calm tone.
By the way, how good are your medical skills? Are you so confident that you can take him back?
"But what if he still doesn't cooperate despite this?" Captain Zhao asked.
Qiao Jing thought for a second and replied: "Then continue interrupting and reconnecting. If it doesn't work once, do it ten times. If it doesn't work ten times, do it a hundred times. When I was at the border, I cooperated with Grandpa Zhang to interrogate the enemy's spies. At that time, I
That's it, ahem - interrogation! No matter how tough-talking the spy is, he can do it more than twenty times at most. Don't worry, I will use special means at special moments, and I'm sure to get him to cooperate."
The more the killer listened, the more goosebumps he got on his body.
Border? Interrogated enemy spies! Who is this girl?
Before the killer could figure it out, he saw Qiao Jing walking next to him. The killer was so frightened that he hurried to see Captain Zhao.
"We were wronged, we are good people, you can't just sit idly by and watch!"
Captain Zhao thought the same thing when he heard it. After all, he was wearing a uniform, so he couldn't just watch it.
then--
"Everyone, turn around and don't look."
This doesn't count as sitting back and doing nothing.
Find the psychological shadow area of the killer.
Qiao Jing started to attack, easily breaking the opponent's hand, just like breaking a cucumber.
"Ah——" A pig-like scream came from the killer's mouth.
The killer looked at the limbs hanging on his body, his face was red and purple from holding back, large mouthfuls of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and the clothes on his body were directly wet with sweat.
The other killers all watched this scene in silence, looking at Qiao Jing as if they were looking at a demon who kills without repaying his life.
Having said that, those of them who lick blood on the tip of a knife every day should be the ones who kill without repaying their lives. When did they ever think that they would be in the situation they are in today?
"Ahhhhh-" The killer was rolling on the ground in pain.
"Don't move, I can't fix your bones." Qiao Jing stepped on the killer's body, fixed it, and pushed hard.
"Click——" on the street.
"Ah - ow -" the heart-rending screams were deafening.
The killer's gums were so painful that they were chewed out. To be honest, it hurt more to set a bone than to break it.
By the way, is this really connected?
It’s exactly the same as the one that hasn’t been broken!
Before the killer could finish being surprised, Qiao Jing took action again and continued to take the attack.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
After everything was connected, the killer lay limp on the ground like a puddle of mud, with tears, snot, and saliva all over his face, looking as if he had no hope of life.
The other killers were lucky that they were not the ones who won the prize.
Qiao Jing stood in front of the killer, looking down expressionlessly, "Continue."
Hearing these two words in the killer's ears was like lightning striking his head, causing his pupils to suddenly dilate, and his eyes were filled with fear.
You tortured him half to death, but you still despised him for being useless. You trampled on his body, but you also trampled on his heart. Are you still not a human being?
"Miss Qiao, you are so awesome!" Captain Zhao admired him from the bottom of his heart.
"Let him fight quickly. Is the technical side ready?" Qiao Jing asked.
"Everything is in place."
The killer dialed the phone tremblingly. As soon as the call was connected, he heard a middle-aged man's voice coming from the phone.
"Is everything done?"
The killer raised his head and looked at Qiao Jing. After hesitating for only a second, Qian Haisheng realized that something was wrong and immediately hung up the phone and turned off the phone.
There was a sound of "beep——".
Qiao Jing looked back at the technician, who frowned and said, "There was too much time and I couldn't track it. The other party has turned off his phone."
"Who is it?" Qiao Jing looked at the killer and asked coldly.
As soon as she spoke, the killer suddenly took out the pill and threw it into her mouth.
When other killers saw this, they also did the same thing.
Since they are killers, they have long been prepared to die in this line of work.
"Tick-tock——"
A drop of rain fell on Qiao Jing's nose, and Qiao Jing looked up towards the sky.
"Tick-tick-tick-tick-" The raindrops began to become denser.
"It's raining."
After Qiao Jing muttered to herself, she thought of the clothes she had taken to the balcony to dry in the morning.
When she went out in the morning, she checked the weather forecast on her mobile phone and said there would be no rain today, so she took out her clothes to dry.
Today is Saturday, Zhan Qi Pei is at home, you can ask him to help put away the clothes.
Zhan Qi Pei was working at home when he suddenly received a call from Qiao Jing and felt a little surprised.
Because Qiao Jing rarely took the initiative to call him, he was curious about why Qiao Jing called him at noon.
"Hello?"
"It's raining. Please help me take back the clothes hanging on the balcony."
Huh? Tell him to collect clothes?
Zhan Qi Pei has never done the work of collecting clothes in his life, mainly because in Ziyuan, these things were all done by servants.
"okay."
After hanging up the phone, Zhan Qipei put down what he was doing, left the room, and walked toward the balcony.
A few pieces of clothes and a coat, these are nothing. The key is the underwear...
Zhan Qipei looked at the red bean paste pink dress and the complete set of underwear, stretched out his hand and hung it in the air for a while, his face was so weird that he couldn't describe it.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the violent wind blew the rain onto the balcony.
After a short period of silence, Zhan Qi Pei tore off his bra and bra, held them in his hands, returned to the living room with a serious expression, and put all his clothes on the sofa.
Zhan Qipei looked at his hands with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Especially when Qiao Jing came back in the evening, after looking at Qiao Jing's exquisite figure, the image of putting away clothes during the day and holding those two personal belongings tightly in her hands popped up in her mind.
When thinking of this, Zhan Qipei felt as if his hand was no longer his own.
"What's wrong?"
Realizing that Zhan Qi Pei had been looking at him, Qiao Jing asked in confusion.
"Nothing?" Zhan Qipei quickly sorted out his messy thoughts. After waiting for two seconds, he turned back and asked, "Why did you come back so late today?"
"I was attacked on the road during the day. It must be the accomplices of those people last time." After Qiao Jing finished speaking with a calm expression, he took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, raised his head and drank most of the bottle.
"What did you say? You were attacked?!" Zhan Qipei's voice subconsciously raised several decibels, while nervously looking up and down Qiao Jing's body several times.
"You're not hurt?"
Qiao Jing was wearing clothes, and he could only see her neck and wrists. These areas were in good condition, which did not guarantee that there were problems in other areas.
"There aren't many people on the other side, and they basically don't have much force." Qiao Jing said this deliberately, just because he was afraid that Zhan Qi Pei would become suspicious again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen. She arched her waist and covered her lower abdomen, and her face suddenly turned pale.