"Why, you still want me to let He Tianqi go?" Han Chucai's eyebrows were full of sarcastic smiles. She said coolly, "I agree to you two conditions and I already think highly of you. What else do you want?"

"Hey, I don't want to do anything wrong, but my knife doesn't have eyesight!" Song Xiyue looked lazily, with ripples of light flowing in her pupils, and she raised the knife in her hand by half a point.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man seemed to feel the coolness of the knife and couldn't help but scream. Shi Ke cannot be killed. As a man, if he becomes a eunuch, what else is there to live for?

mean?

"Chu Cai, please promise her quickly. Do you want to see me become a useless person?" The man shifted his gaze to Han Chucai, with a bit of pleading in his sad eyes.

"Okay, He Tianqi, I'll let him go too." After Han Chucai finished speaking, he made a phone call and ordered the people over there to bring He Tianqi over.

"Can you put down the knife now?" Han Chucai glanced at the machete in Song Xiyue's hand out of the corner of her eye. It was indeed a knife that she personally selected. It was so sharp that you could see the silver light on the blade.

"Of course not!" Song Xiyue said with a serious look, "Sneaky and cunning people like you might try to trick me."

"Then let's wait until He Tianqi comes." Han Chucai raised her eyebrows, but she still underestimated Song Xiyue. She originally wanted to take advantage of her relaxation to avoid the knife, and maybe give her a knife.

What a pity...

So I fell into a long wait.

It wasn't until two slender figures appeared in the distance that Song Xiyue raised her head and took a look, only to find that the people coming were none other than An Luoze and Leng Baixi.

The two men walked heroically through the darkness with a baton in each hand.

Song Xiyue curled her lips in frustration and secretly moved her right hand. If He Tianqi didn't come again, her right hand would almost feel sore!

And Han Chucai noticed the subtle movement of Song Xiyue's wrist, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes. He Tianqi brought him from the base, which would take at least 40 minutes. She didn't believe that this girl could hold a knife for forty minutes.

Don't move!

Han Chucai, who had temporarily thought about how to deal with Song Xiyue, turned his eyes to An Luoze and Leng Boxi, and asked with a faint smile, "I wonder what's going on with the two of you who came here late at night?"

"Han Chucai?" Leng Baixi's sapphire blue eyes flashed with surprise. Han Chucai has disappeared for more than a year, but she still appears?

"Leng Boxi, long time no see." Han Chucai smiled at Leng Boxi, but the smile contained endless vicissitudes and tragedy.

Leng Baixi also saw her smile, but he shook his head with regret and said coldly, "Han Chucai, you brought what happened back then on yourself, put away your pitiful eyes!"

"Do you even think so?" A bitter smile escaped Han Chucai's lips, but she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

"Of course, I have always been on Mu Weileng's side." Leng Baixi raised his head, his indifferent expression still had a hint of arrogance and cruelty, and there was no trace of emotion or pity in his proud eyes.

"Hahahaha, you are so cruel!" Han Chucai looked up to the sky and laughed, wishing that he could bite his tongue and commit suicide at this moment.

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Chapter completed!