"Why Fengzi, is there an auto repair shop at the door?"
I turned around and lowered my voice: "Don't ask anything, just leave."
"Hey, little brother, you are here."
Before reaching the exit, the disco dancer who called herself Lan Lan suddenly appeared at the exit of the parking lot.
"You two..."
She covered her mouth and chuckled: "Two of them will cost extra."
Dou Sprout saw that my face was not good-looking, and he said with a guilty conscience: "Um...Beauty, let's wait another day, we have something to leave."
"Fengzi, please wait for me for two minutes. I'll go over and tell her and I'll be right back." Dou Sprout ran over without waiting for me to speak.
I couldn't see Dou Sprout talking to the girl in the distance. At this time, I felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in my heart. I couldn't tell what was wrong, it was just my intuition.
"do not move!"
Suddenly, a knife was pressed against my lower back.
"Get in the car! Don't scream! If you dare to scream, you will die."
"hurry up!"
The tip of the knife had already pierced my flesh. I was in pain and did not dare to move. I was forced to retreat slowly by the knife.
At that moment, what I thought about was that Boss Qian wanted to take advantage of others.
After opening the car door, this man forced me into the back seat, put a knife on my neck, and looked at me coldly.
"Is...is it you?"
I didn't recognize him at first sight, but I recognized him after looking at him.
I have met this man once. He is the grandson of an old man named Chu Dahe from the Changchun Society. At that time, he was carrying a knife on his back.
The handle of the knife is also engraved with the words "Twenty-ninth Army!"
It’s Mr. Chu from Ganye’s group!
It was this knife that chopped off one of Xie Qirong's hands!
He said coldly: "I have no grudge against you and don't want to kill you, but Xie Qirong is interested in you and can make him show up as long as he uses you as bait, so you have to cooperate with me, otherwise..."
The cold feeling of the blade was very real. I took a deep breath to reduce my tension and said, "You are mistaken. I have no idea where Xie Qirong is now."
"Humph, did you know?"
"After the war, my grandfather was beaten seriously and died by someone named Xie. He still didn't survive..."
"I have been practicing martial arts with my grandfather since I was a child, and I have worked hard to practice the Chu family's sword skills."
"I want revenge...I want to take revenge with my own hands, using our Chu family's Sichuan sword!"
"Brother Tian, it's done."
The dancer opened the car door, got in, and the co-pilot turned around and said.
"Where's the bean sprouts? What did you do to the bean sprouts?"
The woman smiled and said, "It's just a pervert. By the time he wakes up, we'll be there already."
"Two...you two, can I leave? I have nothing to do with him. We just met today."
"Leave the car and get out."
Boss Qian's informant opened the car door, turned around and ran away, disappearing in the parking lot in the blink of an eye.
Then the man held a knife against me, and the woman sat in the driver's seat, started the car and left the parking lot.
"Brother, calm down. I really don't know where Xie Qirong is. You and I have no grievances. We can't do this."
"Shut up!"
"Who is your brother? My name is Chu Xiaotian!"
The car was already driving away. He looked at me coldly and said:
"Don't think that I don't know what you do. You are just a tomb robber."
"Prince Ma has arrived in Yulin. Before he takes action against Xie Qirong, I will take action first."
"I'm going to use you as a lead to bring out the man named Xie."
"When grandpa could chop off one of his hands, I, Chu Xiaotian, could kill him!"
"eye for eye!"
The dancer named Lan Lan turned the steering wheel and said in a low voice: "That's right, Brother Tian."
