Xi Xiangdong didn't get up or raise his head. He said word by word in a calm voice: "I know he is asking for money. Please tell Lame Qi that he wants 50 million. I can give it to him at any time, and I won't."
I called the police to arrest him, and I just asked him to give me back a complete person."
Rao Qiyun touched his chin and murmured: "But humans are no longer complete..."
"What's wrong with her?" Xi Xiangdong raised his head suddenly, his eyes hurting.
Rao Qiyun hurriedly waved his hands: "Oh, I just speculated that Lao Qi is the most perverted person. He has a problem with his own feet and doesn't want to see others with good feet. You said that girl is as beautiful as a flower and is not as good as a rough man like Lao Qi.
After being locked up together for months, can we still be whole?"
He deliberately teased Xi Xiangdong with words to see if he would be swayed.
But Xi Xiangdong just frowned slightly and said more eagerly: "Young Master Rao, consider me a favor to you. As long as you need it in the future, I can promise you anything."
"Don't talk so eloquently." Rao Qiyun stopped him, "Are you willing to kill people and set fire to them?"
"..." Xi Xiangdong was silent and looked at him in confusion.
"You also know that in our line of work, your hands may be stained with blood every minute. Did you see it behind the garden just now? Sometimes it's not me, but someone else who forces me." He paused and raised one hand.
Putting it on Xi Xiangdong's shoulder, he patted it, "Do you remember what I advised you before? Women, like watches, can only be tools to decorate themselves. If you are too attached to one thing, you will only end up with a painful foot."
After he finished speaking, he shook his head: "Mr. Xi, it's not worth it for me to do it for you."
Xi Xiangdong turned his head and saw his right hand on his shoulder. It had distinct joints and thick calluses on the joints and palm. It was obviously the hand of a person who often held a gun. There was a black sheepskin finger glove on the knuckle of the little finger.
, you can vaguely smell the unique and delicate smell of sheepskin.
Seeing his eyes falling on his finger cot, Rao Qiyun did not shy away and pulled out the finger cot in front of him——
There are no nails on the little finger, and the rounded and smooth top is a bit shorter than an ordinary person's little finger.
Xi Xiangdong's breath was suffocated, and thick cold sweat broke out on his head.
Rao Qiyun didn't mind, and looked at his little finger jokingly: "Do you know how I got my finger broken?"
It is not surprising that there is blood and blood in the underworld, but seeing such a real severed finger in front of you can send chills down your spine. And Rao Qiyun lived so freely and freely that people could not feel anything about him at all.
A bloody past.
He had no desire to tell a story. He just sighed meaningfully: "Beautiful women are the source of trouble. So, women are the source of trouble."
Xi Xiangdong didn't speak for a long time, and Rao Qiyun was finally willing to help him up, even bending down to dust the dirt on his knees for him.
"Mr. Xi, I think you should go back and wait for news from the police. Maybe your woman will run back safely one day?"
What he said was confusing and a little outrageous, but Xi Xiangdong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to understand something, and whispered: "Then I'll thank you first, Mr. Rao."
Rao Qiyun pretended not to understand: "Hey, thank me for what? I didn't promise you anything."
Xi Xiangdong did not follow him in circles and left directly.
Rao Qiyun sat alone in front of the round table and admired the mermaid in the swimming pool for a while, squinting his eyes in pleasure. After a long while, he knocked on the table and said: "Come out."