Vitality and beautiful wife, where did Mr. Si escape?

She came to the west of the city, and once she stepped here, it meant that there was no turning back.

Now she can only move forward recklessly.

Jiang Xunqiao brought Brother Feng to the hall, the hall was already full of people, these people were all around the man sitting in the hall, glaring at her.

The hand holding Brother Feng changed instantly, and she could tell at a glance who was the master here.

The man sitting in the upper hall was wearing black casual clothes, and the black shirt on his upper body was slightly unbuttoned, exposing his bronze chest, making him look extremely coquettish.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the back of the chair, extremely rhythmically, again and again.

Wearing a black devil mask on the face, only the pointed chin and those eyes are exposed.

Jiang Xunqiao was stunned for a moment when he saw the man sitting in the hall.

Although she had fantasized about what the boss of the mafia faction looked like before, she never thought it was a young man.

Such a young man can actually afford to be in charge of the mafia, which is frightening at first sight.

Jiang Xunqiao couldn't help but began to question his ability, and even suspected that the Mafia was not established by him alone.

At this moment, the man in the hall slightly curled his lips and spoke.

"What is this lady trying to do by holding my subordinate hostage?"

The voice is deep and clear, and it is very comfortable to listen to people's ears, as if clear spring water is flowing.

But inexplicably, it made her tense up, her back straightened, ready to go, and she stared at the man in the hall defensively, guarding against what he would do.

"I have always wanted to show off your demeanor, but due to helplessness, I can only use this method."

As soon as her words came out, all the subordinates in the hall couldn't help laughing.

Feeling countless cold gazes cast on her, Jiang Xunqiao held her breath, trying to calm herself down.

She must not be the first to show weakness, otherwise her determination to go here will be in vain, and she may lose her life here if she is not careful.

This is a psychological tactic with him, she must not lose.

If she loses, she can predict what will happen to her.

The man sitting in the upper hall smiled playfully and gave a meaningful oh.

"Hearing what Miss Jiang said, I'm a little interested in what you said about your demeanor."

The words were full of sarcasm, his reputation was notorious, how could someone say that he was interested in his demeanor?
This is really a big joke.

Jiang Xunchi couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and the alarm bells rang out. How did he know his surname was Jiang?

She didn't seem to tell him her identity from the beginning to the end, right?
Could it be that he had already found out his identity from the moment he entered the west entrance of the city?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Xunqiao couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body.

Unknowingly, she was being watched by someone, but she didn't notice it at all.

This man is terrible.

Jiang Xunqiao's forehead began to break out in cold sweat, and the blade against Brother Feng couldn't help shaking.

If it wasn't for the belief in her heart that had been supporting her, she would have knelt on the ground long ago under the pressure of that man.

If it wasn't for An Qi, she thought she would never have any contact with this person in her life.

He swallowed, and forced a smile.

The man stood up, covered his collar, and walked to Jiang Xunqiao with ease.

She defensively took Brother Feng back a step, "Don't come here"

Before he finished speaking, the man easily snatched the knife from her hand, grabbed her slender neck with his big hands, and lifted her up like a chicken.

Feeling the emptiness under his feet, Jiang Xunqiao wanted to struggle, but found that he had no strength in his whole body. At this moment, he was like a lamb being pressed on the mat to be slaughtered.

The oxygen was getting less and less, and her face was livid from being pinched.

When she met the man's eyes, there were bursts of hostility in his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes made her dare not move.

It was still the deep voice, "What I hate most in my life is when others threaten me. It just so happens that you hit the gun."

Jiang Xunqiao's eyes widened, and her apricot eyes were full of fear. She finally understood what the outsiders said, don't offend anyone and don't offend the boss of the mafia.

For offending him was almost more painful than death.

She struggled hard, but couldn't break free from his grasp.

There is only one thought echoing in her mind: she can't die, absolutely can't die, if she dies, she will die in Lu Yiqi's arms, she can't just be strangled to death for no reason!
She hasn't watched An Qi die yet!
Even if she dies, she must take a back seat.

Jiang Xunqiao tried her best to say a word, "If...cough...kill me, you will...will...regret it..."

The man originally wanted to strangle her to death, but when he heard her words, he suddenly became interested.

Throwing Jiang Xunqiao on the ground like throwing a piece of trash.

Finally, he wiped his fingers carefully with a handkerchief.

Jiang Xunqiao's face was bruised and purple, and she finally managed to catch her breath. She curled up on the ground and breathed heavily, and the joy of the rest of her life welled up in her heart.

A cold voice sounded from above, "Tell me, what can I regret?"

If what he said didn't satisfy him, he could kill her directly.

Jiang Xunqiao swallowed, took a few more breaths, and then said, "I know you sent someone to assassinate a woman named An Qi before, right?"

The man's eyes sharpened, he looked at her suddenly, and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "How do you know?"

The lowered hand slightly clenched his fist, and if he heard an unsatisfactory answer from him, he could punch her head off with one punch.

Don't disbelieve him, he is fully capable of this.

"You thought she was dead, didn't you?"

The man frowned, and the doubts in his eyes became more and more serious.

The people under him did tell him that the woman who was assassinated was dead, and the people who took her back for treatment even held a funeral.

The subordinates saw it with their own eyes, so how could they not die?

His tone was impatient, "Speak clearly."

Jiang Xunqiao smiled viciously, "It was just someone else pretending to lie to you. She is just staying in the villa right now, and she is not dead at all."

"However, it's not far from death, it's just a half-dead vegetable."

The man's long and narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, with anger in his eyes, he turned around abruptly, and pulled out one of the men who was watching.

The subordinate had a terrified look on his face, his whole body was trembling, and he almost knelt down, "Boss, what...what's wrong?"

"Didn't you tell me that the woman is dead? You lied to me?"

The coldness exuding from the man is getting heavier and heavier. In his life, what he hates the most is being deceived by others!