Zong Zhenglie confronted Zhou Chengyu like this for almost an hour, until his arms were sore, Zong Zhengchen's people came over.
At the same time, the Los Angeles police and representatives from the Alex Conference all came.
"Zhou Chengyu, why don't you surrender quickly?"
Zong Zhengchen walked over quickly, and Zhou Chengyu's people were all frightened by the police and scattered.
Seeing the situation in front of him, Zhou Chengyu, who was scared to death just now, suddenly laughed.
"I didn't expect you to walk out safely!"
Zong Zhengchen was a little confused by his words, because no one stopped him when he ran out from here to Weishi, "Did you send someone to intercept me?"
"Ha!" Zhou Chengyu smiled and raised the corners of his mouth, "Zong Zhengchen, don't think you have won! Sheng Xin is still in my hands!"
"Hand over Sheng Xin to me!" Zong Zhenglie narrowed his black eyes and tightened his grip on his shoulders, "If you dare to touch her, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"
"Then let me go now! If I don't have a way to survive, can I still give others a chance to survive?" Zhou Chengyu sneered, as if he was burning the boat.
It was a good thing that Sheng Xin was not mentioned. The mention of Sheng Xin naturally disturbed Zong Zhenglie's mind.
His hand moved slightly, as if he was about to put down the gun.
"Achen!"
He Xiangwan's voice suddenly came from the crowd.
Zong Zhenglie and Zong Zhengchen looked over at the same time and saw that a man had a knife held to her neck, with heavy blood stains on it.
Just as he was about to walk over, Zhou Chengyu suddenly sneered, "He Xiangwan is here, and Sheng Xin should be on the way too! Zong Zhenglie, aren't you going to let me go? Or do you plan to collect the body together?"
When Zong Zhenglie heard that Sheng Xin was coming, he couldn't let Zhou Chengyu go.
She clasped her hands on him, directly restraining his arms, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against his temples again.
"Don't play tricks on me, now this is all my people, your only choice is to let Sheng Xin go!"
"What if I pull her to die together?" Zhou Chengyu laughed twice as if he was confident, "Zong Zhenglie, are you still used to using my sister's corneas? Will you be frightened awake when you dream?
"
Cornea...
Zhou Chengyu’s sister?
"What's the meaning?"
"What do you mean?! Don't you know?" Zhou Chengyu's eyes flashed with hatred quickly, "My sister is obsessed with you, but you let that Sheng Xin trample on her self-esteem! Otherwise, who do you think would take the initiative to donate to
Your cornea? Except for my silly sister, no one can do such a thing for you! As a result, you and Sheng Xin lived well. Have you ever thought about her? She still doesn’t see the sky all day long.
Days, days full of darkness!”
"Donate your sister's cornea to me?" Zong Zhenglie was puzzled and didn't believe it.
"You really don't deserve my sister's love! Both you and Sheng Xin should go to hell!" Zhou Chengyu suddenly broke down and shouted, "Okay, since you won't let me go, then we will go to hell together!"
"Brother, don't-"
The door to the secret room suddenly opened again, and a wheelchair was pushed out from inside.
The woman sitting above has a black cloth covering her eyes, but her outline is still very familiar...
"Guanna?!"
Zong Zhenglie was startled, a little confused, but he seemed to understand something...