Therefore, in fact, it is impossible for them to have a safe place in the Luocheng City.

"If you knew that was the case, why didn't they let us go out and let people go when we were doing the deal?" Qing Ji asked with a frown.

This is a good question. With Han Sanqian's shrewdness, would he not have thought of this?

Let alone him, even a stupid bandit would know how to take hostages to escape. This is all basic common sense.

But there is a reason why Han Sanqian didn't do this.

He is too demanding, and the more Zhu Yanshuo thinks, the more someone like Zhu Yanshuo can completely discard his usual gentle and polite veil for the sake of his sister, and you can't guarantee whether he will be true when he is completely desperate. He cared so much about Ye Shijun's life and death.

The rabbit is in a hurry and wants to bite people, not to mention that Zhu Yanshuo is not a rabbit at all, but the kind of vicious dog that can bite people without a sound.

Therefore, Han Sanqian had to leave him a stall, and Han Sanqian couldn't tell him about this stall, because he would be mistaken for a while because of his cleverness, but once he figured it out, he would completely get into this stall .

Naturally, he had his own ideas in the stall, and naturally he would not be too concerned about any demands of Han Sanqian in the stall. Anyway, for him, he was guarding the bottom line.

Therefore, no matter whether Han Sanqian cut off the arms of Ye Shijun and Futian directly, or threatened to make her sister look like Xia Wei, to Ye Shijun, it was an outrageous but bearable range.

This is the benefit of stalls.

It can be convenient for Han Sanqian to bring everyone back safely, and it can also be convenient for Han Sanqian to even take the opportunity to complete a certain degree of small revenge.

Of course, Han Sanqian is also very aware of the risks of this stall, that is, once Zhu Yanshuo takes the absolute initiative, the encirclement and suppression of Han Sanqian must be crazy and extremely terrifying.

This point, Han Sanqian can say very clearly.

After hearing this, Qing Ji was not puzzled in the slightest, but became even more anxious. Since this is the case, is there any other use?

"How can it be useless?" Han Sanqian smiled: "The more aggressive they come, the happier I am, because in this situation, if they miss nothing, how much damage will it cause to their bodies and minds? "

Yes, if this is the case, even if the other party can't find anyone, it will definitely be a mess.

But the premise is that the other party must not be able to find it, but there is no room for this falling city.

Han Sanqian smiled slightly and looked at the pangolin.

The pangolin smiled wryly, and said: "It looks like a dead end, but unfortunately that Zhu Yanshuo doesn't know, in fact, for Han Sanqian, what is the real point."

After saying that, Han Sanqian smiled: "It's your turn to perform..."

The pangolin nodded, and then took out the Eight Desolation Book.

Han Sanqian walked up to his ear and said, "With your current ability, how deep can you drill?"

"About a hundred meters," said the pangolin.

Han Sanqian nodded, and then, with a movement of his hand, he sent out the secret signal he had previously communicated with Mo Beitian and the others.

Only a few minutes later, Mo Beitian arrived with two thousands of brothers. However, looking at Mo Beitian's situation, it was obvious that the situation was not optimistic.

"Damn it, why didn't you call me when the fight was so intense just now, I wanted to lead someone out several times." Before the Mobei Tianren arrived, he said first.

"However, don't tell me this now. If we move, the group of people who are supposed to fall into the city should also notice it. Let's go."

While speaking, Mo Beitian had already rushed in front of Han Sanqian, and then, before Han Sanqian could speak, he dragged Han Sanqian and wanted to flee forward.

However, Mo Beitian was very depressed, because he pulled Han Sanqian, not only did he not pull Han Sanqian away, but Han Sanqian dragged him back as abruptly as a boulder. JrNovels.com