Bi Xiaoran smiled, "Did they send people to win over An Rong? But it's a pity that I won't give you this chance. I found him and I rescued him from that cold cellar. He
He owes me a life, you know? Even if I want to take it away now, he will not say 'no'!"
"Joke!" Misha stared at him and smiled coldly, "He agreed to be a butt? I haven't spoken yet, my aunt!" She took a step forward, raised her chin, and her eyes were so cold that it was terrifying.
"He said he would give you his life, but he asked me if he had
Yes? Don’t talk about the little kindness you had at the beginning, but no one is crying and begging you to save people! You know that he is not in good health, but you still try every possible means to plot against him, and you are not afraid of retribution?! Listen carefully, yes
I'm here, no one dares to take advantage of that fool!"
Bi Xiaoran had never been accused so face to face before, his face gradually became gloomy, and his eyes revealed a hint of sinister color.
He raised the corners of his lips, stood up, turned around and walked out of the room without even looking at her.
It wasn't until he left that Misha's hostile gaze restrained. Her narrowed eyes dropped a little, and her hands couldn't help trembling.
Slowly, it clenched into a fist.
Damn it, An Rong, where are you, where are you?!
Bi Xiaoran left the room and said to Jia Xi at the door, "Keep an eye on her. She is much more useful than An Rong now."
Jia Xi nodded, "Yes, Commander."
Bi Xiaoran walked away slowly, with a faint layer of anger covering his brows.
After walking through a dark corridor, he came to another room and opened the door. An Rong was lying on the bed, her complexion paler than the previous few days, and her cheeks were obviously sunken.
Beside the bed, there is a wheelchair...
Bi Xiaoran looked at it, closed his eyes, and stood at the door watching silently.
"Did he never wake up?"
The guard at the door immediately replied, "Yes, I haven't woken up yet."
Bi Xiaoran frowned and pursed his lips slightly.
His emotions towards An Rong were somewhat complicated. Although he had regarded him as a pawn to conquer the Lafite Kingdom from the beginning. However, An Rong had done his best for him over the years. If Wang Chuan had not been there, Bi Xiaoran would have really
Have you ever considered handing over the mercenary group you founded to him...
Bi Xiaoran pondered for a moment, but did not go in. He turned around and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, the man who was lying on the bed suddenly jumped up and rushed over quickly, with a pistol already pressed against his temple.
This change was too fast. Even if Bi Xiaoran was not a weak scholar with no strength, he would not be able to react in such a fast time. The mercenary guards on both sides were also stunned, and then they all faced An
Rong raised his gun and said, "Let go of the commander!"
An Rong gasped slightly, and his face became even more pale. It could be seen that his explosive power just now took up almost all his physical strength. But his hand held the gun steadily, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Bi Xiaoran.
, "Back off."
His voice was very soft and full of murderous intent.
Bi Xiaoran turned his head slightly to look at him, lowered his gaze and landed on his legs again. He raised his eyebrows and a self-deprecating smile escaped from his lips.
"I told you that you are the one I like, and you always surprise me. Even I take my eyes off you and relax my vigilance towards you."
"It's not because the commander has misjudged me, but because you no longer take me seriously." An Rong said calmly, with a calm tone that was a bit sure.
Bi Xiaoran sneered, "So now, you are pointing a gun at me?"
An Rong did not look back, her slightly cold eyes were always staring ahead, "I know what I am doing."
Bi Xiaoran snorted coldly, "Then you should know that you can't get out."
An Rong raised one corner of her lips weakly, and there was an extremely indifferent smile on her sickly tired face, "Do you think I will be afraid of death?
An Rong tightened his arms, wrapped them around Bi Xiaoran's neck, covered himself with him, and walked forward step by step. Although his steps were a little stiff, they were very firm.
After hearing the news, more and more mercenaries came and surrounded the passage. An Rong's face remained unchanged, as if there was a thin layer of ice on his face, ignoring the guns pointed at him, "Take me there
Find her." He said.
Bi Xiaoran frowned, "An Rong, if you put down the gun now, I can pretend that nothing happened. If I can say it, I can do it."
"It's too late." His voice became more ruthless.
Bi Xiaoran took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Why have you withheld it for so many years? Isn't it just to destroy your father's drug kingdom? Only I can help you do it! Now, you are only one step away from success.
, do you have to break our balance at this time?"
An Rong dragged him and walked towards him. The mercenaries on the opposite side stepped back and surrounded him layer by layer.
"Commander, it doesn't matter to me how you use me." An Rong said lightly, "Because I hate my father more than anyone else. But..." He paused, and his tone suddenly became cold, "I
I warned you not to touch her, but you broke the rules."
"Just for a woman?" Bi Xiaoran's voice couldn't help but raise, "Is it worth it for you to do it for her?"
An Rong lowered her eyes slightly and glanced at him indifferently, "Don't you also let so many people take risks for a woman?"
Bi Xiaoran's expression changed, as if someone had guessed what he was thinking, and he became angry and annoyed. He glanced at both sides, and then stared at him with a stern look, "An Rong, you will pay the price for your decision."
An Rong smiled, "There's no price to pay, but it's just that, I can afford it."
Without saying any more, he put his finger on the trigger and forcefully ordered people to take him to the room where Misha was being held.
Coming to the door, he ordered, "Open the door."
Bi Xiaoran's face was now ashen, and his voice was cold, "Open the door."
When the door was opened, Misha was stunned when she saw the scene outside, "An Rong..."
She thought she had seen it wrong, so she rubbed her eyes vigorously to make sure she had seen it right. An Rong had indeed taken the commander hostage...
Seeing Misha, An Rong smiled, still very grand, "Why don't you come out yet?"
Misha put away her surprise, walked towards him stiffly, got close to him, and asked in a low voice, "An Rong, is this a move? Are you going to launch a mutiny?"
If it was a mutiny...
So aren’t there too many guns pointing at them around here?
"There is no need for a mutiny. If I can save you, I alone will be enough." An Rong acted very calm and calm in front of her, without the slightest sense of nervousness.
Misha's heart was suffocated, and she raised her eyes to look at him, with a flash of throbbing in her eyes.
Is this... to save her?
Only then did she realize that he had lost a lot of weight, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was so weak that he looked like he would be blown over by the wind at any time.
"Now is not the time to be infatuated. When I get out, I will let you see enough."
His casual words made Misha blush and feel heartbroken.
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Happy Chinese New Year, girls~
Thank you for your companionship throughout the year. What I gain the most from reading novels is a group of readers who support and encourage me.
In the new year, I will continue to work hard and write articles that you can like!
p.s. I went back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year, so I’m really sorry that I haven’t updated in the past two days~