Chapter: 3478
Jack nodded vigorously beside him: "Yes, I can."
Bie Xun's heart fell to the ground safely. He raised his thin lips and looked straight at Tang Weixin. His mood had changed.
"Act early tomorrow morning and hang up this grandson. Regardless of his young age, he is not a good man. The original plan was to arrest him. If he doesn't die this time, we have to arrest him again." Tang Weixin was afraid that Ting Ting would soften his heart. After all, he looked like a thin boy.
"I know, son of Skerson, God will not give him the choice of being a good person." Bing Ting nodded.
"When he was seven years old, Xi Kesen asked him to kill a dozen traitors with guns. Although they were all damned people, they were reckless, bloody and violent, and did not conform to the principles of peace. They still had to be killed. Tonight will be a sleepless night. Everyone should rest early." Tang Weixin said at the end, looking at Bie Xun, with a little shyness of a woman in his eyes.
Bie Xun's soul seemed to be swept by an electric current. It was silent on the surface, but there were already waves in the heart lake. The feelings of adults can be so subdued and silent, but there is a rage like thunder and fire, just waiting for the moment of burning.
"Xiao Xun, you guys go to rest, I'll take someone to guard here personally." Ting Ting said to his younger brother.
"Well, brother, be careful." Bie Xun knew that his strengths were not here, so he could only go back to his room early to sleep.
Wang Orange is still working. Recently, he has a paranoid liking for drones. Coupled with his remote control of computers, he has become more confident and proficient. He has to ensure everyone's safety and vigilance. He wants to go back alive to see Cheng Yue, even if he is physically and mentally exhausted at the moment.
"Wang Cheng, close your eyes and rest for two hours, don't overwork yourself." Tie Ting ordered him in a low voice.
Wang Cheng rubbed his eyes: "I'm not tired."
"You don't listen to my order?" Tie Ting looked at his dark eye circles, really afraid that he would die suddenly.
Bing Ting's physical strength is much stronger than him. They are all professionally trained. Ordinary people can't do it. He has to ensure that Wang Orange goes back with his life.
"Okay, I'll sleep for a while, just for a while." Wang Cheng's nerves relaxed, and he fell asleep in a few seconds, which showed that he was really tired.
It was dark, and a storm seemed to be coming, and the pressure was so heavy that it made people feel depressed. Finally, Bing Ting took out his mobile phone and called Skesen. This was something he had dreamed of doing for a long time. He wanted to question him angrily, but he felt that it was unnecessary. Does an executioner need a reason to kill someone?
Money is the root of all evil, and everyone wants to have it. Skesen�s answer must be to get more money. Dad�s death, like this impending storm, has weighed heavily on the two brothers for many years.
The call was answered quickly, and Skesen's dry and hoarse voice came out ferociously: "Who are you?"
"If you want your son's life, come to me at the place I said."
Thousands of hatred are boiling in his chest, but Ting Ting's voice sounds calm and calm, without a trace of waves.
"My son is in your hands, who are you and what do you want?
Don't kill him, I will give you money, a lot of money. "
Skesen also panicked. This was something Ting Ting had never thought about. He thought that a demon like him was a cold-blooded animal with no feelings at all. Now it seems that he overestimated him.
"money?
Is your money clean?
How many innocent people have you killed to get this dirty money, I don't want your money, I want your son's life, let you pay for the despair of losing your loved ones. "
In a cold voice, Ting Ting told the other party in fluent English, full of sarcasm.
Skesen was silent on the phone for a long time, but it could be heard that he was very angry. Perhaps it had been too long since no one had challenged him, which made him almost forget the feeling of being threatened. At this moment, he wanted to smash the phone, but his son's life was in the hands of the other party, so he finally held back.
"Okay, where do you want me to meet you?
I'm coming, you don't want money, you want my life, who are you?
Who did I kill you? " JrNovels.com
Bie Xun's heart fell to the ground safely. He raised his thin lips and looked straight at Tang Weixin. His mood had changed.
"Act early tomorrow morning and hang up this grandson. Regardless of his young age, he is not a good man. The original plan was to arrest him. If he doesn't die this time, we have to arrest him again." Tang Weixin was afraid that Ting Ting would soften his heart. After all, he looked like a thin boy.
"I know, son of Skerson, God will not give him the choice of being a good person." Bing Ting nodded.
"When he was seven years old, Xi Kesen asked him to kill a dozen traitors with guns. Although they were all damned people, they were reckless, bloody and violent, and did not conform to the principles of peace. They still had to be killed. Tonight will be a sleepless night. Everyone should rest early." Tang Weixin said at the end, looking at Bie Xun, with a little shyness of a woman in his eyes.
Bie Xun's soul seemed to be swept by an electric current. It was silent on the surface, but there were already waves in the heart lake. The feelings of adults can be so subdued and silent, but there is a rage like thunder and fire, just waiting for the moment of burning.
"Xiao Xun, you guys go to rest, I'll take someone to guard here personally." Ting Ting said to his younger brother.
"Well, brother, be careful." Bie Xun knew that his strengths were not here, so he could only go back to his room early to sleep.
Wang Orange is still working. Recently, he has a paranoid liking for drones. Coupled with his remote control of computers, he has become more confident and proficient. He has to ensure everyone's safety and vigilance. He wants to go back alive to see Cheng Yue, even if he is physically and mentally exhausted at the moment.
"Wang Cheng, close your eyes and rest for two hours, don't overwork yourself." Tie Ting ordered him in a low voice.
Wang Cheng rubbed his eyes: "I'm not tired."
"You don't listen to my order?" Tie Ting looked at his dark eye circles, really afraid that he would die suddenly.
Bing Ting's physical strength is much stronger than him. They are all professionally trained. Ordinary people can't do it. He has to ensure that Wang Orange goes back with his life.
"Okay, I'll sleep for a while, just for a while." Wang Cheng's nerves relaxed, and he fell asleep in a few seconds, which showed that he was really tired.
It was dark, and a storm seemed to be coming, and the pressure was so heavy that it made people feel depressed. Finally, Bing Ting took out his mobile phone and called Skesen. This was something he had dreamed of doing for a long time. He wanted to question him angrily, but he felt that it was unnecessary. Does an executioner need a reason to kill someone?
Money is the root of all evil, and everyone wants to have it. Skesen�s answer must be to get more money. Dad�s death, like this impending storm, has weighed heavily on the two brothers for many years.
The call was answered quickly, and Skesen's dry and hoarse voice came out ferociously: "Who are you?"
"If you want your son's life, come to me at the place I said."
Thousands of hatred are boiling in his chest, but Ting Ting's voice sounds calm and calm, without a trace of waves.
"My son is in your hands, who are you and what do you want?
Don't kill him, I will give you money, a lot of money. "
Skesen also panicked. This was something Ting Ting had never thought about. He thought that a demon like him was a cold-blooded animal with no feelings at all. Now it seems that he overestimated him.
"money?
Is your money clean?
How many innocent people have you killed to get this dirty money, I don't want your money, I want your son's life, let you pay for the despair of losing your loved ones. "
In a cold voice, Ting Ting told the other party in fluent English, full of sarcasm.
Skesen was silent on the phone for a long time, but it could be heard that he was very angry. Perhaps it had been too long since no one had challenged him, which made him almost forget the feeling of being threatened. At this moment, he wanted to smash the phone, but his son's life was in the hands of the other party, so he finally held back.
"Okay, where do you want me to meet you?
I'm coming, you don't want money, you want my life, who are you?
Who did I kill you? " JrNovels.com
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