Negotiators on the phone: "We have really done our best. Teacher, think about your children, they are all children, teacher, please!"

The veins on the forehead of South Korea are storming.

"If there are no five million, I will kill all these little kids. Anyway, I've been in jail, so what's the big deal if I go in again."

Han Jiang picked up the machete that his accomplice had just thrown to him: "I don't want to go to jail!"

The two men were gasping like bullfighting. After a while, the kidnapper stared at Han Jiang coldly: "Uncle, do you regret it?"

Han Jiang didn't say anything with a blank face, and he really regretted it.

The kidnapper suddenly laughed sinisterly, raised his hand and handed him the phone: "Okay, let's stop when we see it."

Han Jiang hesitated for a moment and answered the phone expressionlessly: "In this way, you can find someone to send him off. If you want someone, it's better to be a woman, and the location is..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed in front of him, and the screams of the children exploded in his ears. Han Jiang subconsciously turned sideways, but failed to completely avoid them. The sharp blade of his accomplice had been penetrated into his lower abdomen.

Han Jiang roared, and instinctively resisted in severe pain, and rushed towards the other party. The kidnapper took a step back, hit the car door with his back, and twisted the hilt of the machete. At this moment, he was exposed to the glass car door without curtains and was firmly pressed by Han Jiang's body.

A bullet broke into the window and hit the back of the kidnapper's head—

The hidden sirens and ambulance sounded throughout the night sky.

Half an hour later, Luo Wenzhou cleaned up the scene and arrived at the mountainside where the music was just now. From a distance, he saw Fei Du leaning against a car, his shirt was buttoned, and from his chest to his lower abdomen, his tattoo and body were clearly black and white, and the ends of his hair on the back of his head were still dripping water down.

There is no need for props or sets, just by standing by himself, it will give people the feeling of a wine pool and a meat forest for no reason.

Luo Wenzhou's purpose was originally open and honest, but at this time, his eyes swept across his half-naked chest and suddenly became embarrassed for no reason. His throat was a little itchy and coughed: "Thank you today."

Fei Du took half a glass of champagne from the girl next to him and raised his glass from afar: "You're welcome, you'll be the first to be a show."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

I was inexplicably disliked him again.
Chapter completed!