"It seems that Hongxing didn't hurt her for the sake of ransom."

"What should we do next? According to the information I got, that person has already interrogated Hongxing Thirteenth Sister overnight, and it is estimated that he will come here soon."

"Should we arrange it again here and give that one a big gift."

On the other side of the phone, an indifferent voice came: "Kill her."

"Kill her? Young Master Ye, she still has value..."

The square-faced man was slightly taken aback, apparently he had been persuaded by Tang Ling just now.

"I said, kill her, her existence is meaningless."

"Yes!" The square-faced man took a deep breath, not daring to argue.

After hanging up the phone, the square-faced man turned around and squinted at Tang Ling for a moment, then sighed regretfully, and said lightly, "Send her on her way."

After the words fell, a hunk in a suit stepped forward slowly, showing a dagger in his hand.

Tang Ling, who had been listening to their conversation, yelled hysterically at this moment: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I have money, at worst I will give you all the money, I can pay for my life!"

The square-faced man was unmoved and looked indifferent.

"ah--"

At this moment, there were a few screams from outside, it seemed that something happened to the guards outside.

The square-faced man and others looked subconsciously.

I saw Ye Hao walking over to the open door with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, Ye Hao looked calm, like walking in the garden, with a strong self-confidence and an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Several men in suits who were hiding in the dark rushed out with watermelon knives at the same time, but they were all slapped by Ye Hao and sent flying.

Seeing that his people couldn't do anything to Ye Hao, the square-faced man gritted his teeth and said, "Go with me and kill the one named Ye!"

"you know me?"

Ye Hao spoke with great interest.

"You shouldn't be from Hongxing, right? Let me guess who you are from?"

"Is it Ye Qubing's person?"

Hearing that Ye Hao would say the name of the master behind him casually, the corners of the square-faced man's eyes twitched, and he shouted, "Kill him!"

A man hiding in the dark, holding a firearm quietly raised the firearm in his hand, but before he could pull the trigger, he saw Ye Hao sweep the sole of his foot on the ground, and a stone flew out.

There was a bloody hole between the eyebrows of the man holding the firearm. With an expression of disbelief, he slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Go! Go together!"

Several other men with watermelon knives looked at each other, but they rushed forward without hesitation.

But Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, he casually grabbed the watermelon knife from one of them, and swept it out with his backhand.

"Puff puff--" JrNovels.com