"Miss Jing's mouth is still so unforgiving." Higashikawa raised one corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Are you here for Gong Zihua?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, "Are you here to take him away?"
"I'm here to ask him to collect the body - see if he's dead." Donggong Ziche glanced at Ximen Long Ting, with a profound meaning in his eyes, "By the way, I want to ask Ximen, how did he think about my proposal? I can
I don’t have the patience to keep waiting.”
Ximen Longting's face was cold.
Jing Jiaren's heart tightened——
Donggong Ziche's expression suddenly changed and he stared behind Jing Jiaren.
Wilson held Gong Zihua's arm on his shoulders and walked out. Gong Zihua was covered in blood and scarred, and her clothes were tattered and stained with thorny red.
Gong Zihua seemed to be unconscious, with her head drooping and her feet dragging on the ground.
Wilson put Gong Zihua behind Jing Jiaren, took out a gun and put it against Gong Zihua's head.
There were people from Higashinomiya Toru standing everywhere in the hall, and at the same time they took out their pistols and pointed them at Wilson.
Togiya Ziche stretched out his hand and shook it, and the guards put down their guns together.
"I brought the person you wanted." Jing Jiaren said with a smile without fear, "Mr. Donggong wants to collect his body, do you want to carry him out?"
The expression on Higashikata's face didn't change at all, and he smiled faintly: "I've brought the stretcher."
He clapped his hands and the two guards guarding the door picked up the walkie-talkie.
Soon the guards actually brought the white stretcher in... and there was a white cloth on it, prepared for the dead.
Jing Jiaren's lips were slightly white, and she didn't know what Gong Zihua was feeling now.
Higashikata walked straight to the soft leather sofa and sat down, folded his long legs, and smiled calmly: "If a corpse has been left here for a long time, I'm afraid the corpse smell will... affect your lives. Miss Jing, Ximen
Sir, you are honored guests of our underground kingdom."
"Higashiko Tetsu, don't talk nonsense, do you think I really don't dare to kill him?"
Togiya Ziche shrugged his shoulders, as if to please.
Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting, who came over and suddenly punched Gong Zihua hard in the abdomen.
Gong Zihua coughed, a mouthful of blood poured out of her mouth, and her chin was stained red.
Jing Jiaren looked at Ximen Longting in shock. Ximen Longting suddenly snatched Wilson's pistol and pointed the gun at Gong Zihua's heart.
"Ximen Longting, no!" Jing Jiaren grabbed his arm.
"You were intimate with him behind my back. He should have died long ago..."
"Me and Gong Zihua are intimate? How can we be!?" Jing Jiaren's face suddenly turned pale.
On the other hand, Higashomiko Toru picked up a pot of tea and poured it slowly, without even shaking his hands.
Jing Jiaren's heart was like a big stone, getting heavier and heavier. She almost wanted to give up this plan...
Bang, gunshots suddenly exploded.
Ximen Longting moved the gun to Gong Zihua's leg and shot him. Gong Zihua's leg fell to his knees on the ground, and his pants were stained red with blood.
A lot of water finally came out of the cup that Higashikata was holding, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Continue."
"Ximen Longting, you are crazy! Don't shoot!"
"Bang -" Ximen Longting fired another shot, hitting Gong Zihua's other leg. The pistol moved up and returned to the chest.
Tomomiya Toru leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes and smiling playfully, as if he were watching a play.