you are my chip

Ruan Wenyan stretched out his hand to touch his left waist amidst the horrified eyes of everyone. It was sticky to the touch, and he knew it was bleeding when he touched it, and the amount of bleeding was not small.

He lowered his head and took a look, but it was a pity that the clothes he was wearing were black, so he couldn't see clearly, but the blood on his hands was clearly visible, and bloody palms were nothing more than that.

It hurt a little, he gasped.This action was like a switch, the people around started to move around and screamed in panic, making Ruan Wenyan's head hurt from the noise.

The scene is now in chaos, and Song Zixiu obviously didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, he turned his head quickly, thinking that he would meet Ning Qinghe's eyes that wanted to kill him, but found that the other party didn't look at him at all.

Ning Qinghe's face is even uglier than Ruan Wenyan's now, and those who don't know probably thought he was the one who got shot now.He walked up to Ruan Wenyan without saying a word, and before Ruan Wenyan could speak, he took off his coat and stuffed it into Ruan Wenyan's arms, then hugged him horizontally.

"Hey!" Ruan Wenyan unceremoniously pressed the coat on his waist, but felt that it was embarrassing to be hugged in this position, "What are you doing?"

"Send you to the hospital." Ning Qinghe's voice was terribly low. This was the first time Ruan Wenyan heard Ning Qinghe speak in such a tone. Deal with it, you should know it in your heart."

Song Zixiu looked at Ning Qinghe with a gloomy face now, as if he saw a demon, he was directly overwhelmed by the momentum, swallowed, and there was still a half shadow of the nervousness just now, and after he nodded his head twice, he turned around and dealt with the next one. down thing.

"Why are you nervous?" After leaving the hotel, there is a famous hospital not far away. Ning Qinghe didn't dare to stop for a second, but Ruan Wenyan's voice sounded a bit sleepy, but there seemed to be a faint trace of it. With a smile, "It's okay, I was the one who got shot, so what are you afraid of?"

Ning Qinghe was so angry that his teeth were itching, this person was really indebted, and asking him what he was afraid of, isn't that nonsense.

"Hey, it was too late by the time I noticed it, and I can't hide, but the location is relatively peripheral and there shouldn't be any organ injuries..." Ruan Wenyan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally seemed to have no strength, panting It seemed as if he had to finish talking before he would give up.

In fact, he always knew that those guns were aimed at himself, but after realizing something was wrong, he subconsciously pushed Ning Qinghe, as if this would also increase Ning Qinghe's safety factor.

As for Ruan Wenyan's actions at that moment, how could Ning Qinghe not understand what thoughts were mixed in.

So his mood is very complicated now.

"Shut up." Ning Qinghe rushed into the hospital, and was led by the doctor to the operating room before speaking, "If you dare to do anything wrong, I will really marry your sister."

Ruan Wenyan raised his eyelids with great effort, glanced at Ning Qinghe, then closed his eyes again, compromised and said: "Okay, I can't let you harm my sister again."

This mood lasted until Ruan Wenyan was sent to the operating room in a daze, and then he was relieved a little.

It all turned into the mood of wanting to kill the bastard who shot.

But now he has to wait in the hospital, waiting for Ruan Wenyan to come out of the operating room at any time.

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"The result is not as satisfying as I imagined." A young girl's voice sounded in the darkness, seemingly regretting, "I thought I could kill him directly."

On the other side was a man with a gun on his waist, who seemed a little anxious: "Okay, he happened to notice me when I shot, but it also achieved my goal. Now I should be paid the promised reward, right? "

"Well," the girl took out something from her body and put it in the man's outstretched hand, "This is a check, and it costs a lot, and I can pick it up tomorrow."

The man folded the piece of paper he took in his hand twice, put it in his pocket, and patted it lightly.

"Go back quickly, don't let Young Master Song see it." The girl spoke again, "I hope you have some brains so you won't leak the deal."

"Of course." The man chuckled, as if he had picked up a pie that fell from the sky, then turned and walked away quickly.

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Song Zixiu knew that the problem must be his own.

Except for Ning Qinghe, who was out of control, who was carrying a gun, only he and the four or five people who followed him were left with guns.

No matter who it is, they should go back to the Song family to solve this matter now, not at the banquet.

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Song Zixiu let people watch the five people who followed him to the banquet, and then entered the room by himself.

He was in no hurry to find out who had fired the shot.

This shot was fired at Ruan Wenyan, and it was up to Ning Qinghe to solve the problem.

And it is also a psychological method to delay the solution for a while.

Song Zixiu took off his coat in the room, and was about to find a glass of water to take a sip when he heard the sound of a broken window.

"Who?!" Song Zixiu turned his head vigilantly, but only saw a black shadow flash past.

Song Zixiu tilted his head listening to the wind, and just dodged a flying dagger.The dagger was nailed to the wall, but no one cared about the sound it made.

Before he had time to turn on the light, he fought against the opponent in the dark, but found that he was not the opponent's opponent at all. The two of them only exchanged a few moves, and Song Zixiu fell into a very passive situation, and finally escaped. He missed the opponent's fist, but was forced to the corner of the wall.

But Song Zixiu laughed.

"Can't you make a move?" Song Zixiu's eyes swept across the other's face almost greedily. He knew that the two of them had left room when they made a move just now. He left room because he was afraid of really hurting the person in front of him. what does it mean?

Song Zixiu felt that the imagination behind this could sweep away the irritability and sleepiness caused by his sleepless search for days.

"So you like to be beaten," Hua Yu said coldly, "Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy your strange request next time."

"Are you coming back?" Song Zixiu's eyes never left Hua An's face for a second, but it seemed that he couldn't see the indifference in the other's eyes at all.

Song Zixiu was stopped in the corner by Hua An's outstretched right leg, but he didn't seem to care about what he was going to face next.

Hua An suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was a bit ridiculous.

"I'm thinking too much, I just came to ask, who fired the gun at the banquet tonight." Hua An seemed to ask casually, but the dagger returned to his hand at some point, and now it was completely taken away. He nailed it mercilessly less than three centimeters away from Song Zixiu's head, "If you touch me again with your hand, I'll chop it off."

Song Zixiu moved his hand away from Hua An's waist awkwardly, but there was a puzzling smile on his face.

Hua An felt that the person in front of him was sick and could not be cured.

"The five of us are locked in one room. Do you want to go now? I'll take you there." Song Zixiu finally answered Hua An's question. The brotherhood he had thought before had disappeared into the sky. All I want is to stay with this person in front of me for a second longer.

"No need," Hua An thought that he knew the Song family, especially Song Zixiu's yard, as well as he did, "tell me which room I'm in."

"I don't." Song Zixiu blinked his eyes, the smile on his face widened a bit, and he wasn't nervous about being threatened at all.

Hua An felt that even if he could suppress it with force, he would not be able to hold back the man's reluctance to die, so he pulled out the dagger nailed to the wall, twirled it twice in his hand, put it back around his waist, and nodded silently. Agreed down.

Song Zixiu was released from the confinement, and when he took a step forward and wanted to hold Hua An's hand, he was avoided by the other party without a trace, so he had to smile shyly: "I'll take you there."

Song Zixiu took Hua An to a room where two guards with guns stood at the door.This room and Song Zixiu's room just present a diagonal state,

"This is the house."

Hua Yu pushed open the door and walked in. The people inside had their hands tied and sat untidyly on the ground in a row. When they saw Song Zixiu coming, some people couldn't sit still.

"Boss, what do you mean?" A man sitting on the far left said, struggling twice.

"Boss, I didn't fire the gun tonight."

"Boss, it's unreasonable for you to tie up the brothers like this."

One after another voices sounded, causing Hua An to have a headache.Before Song Zixiu could give an explanation, he kicked over a table next to him. The table hit the ground with a loud noise, and the table top was separated from the legs of the table, splitting into five or six pieces.

Everyone fell silent for an instant.

Song Zixiu acted as if he hadn't seen it, and leaned against the door, completely ignoring what happened.

"I'm in charge of the shooting now. Your boss has no right to speak, so shut up and stop talking nonsense." Hua An's eyes swept over everyone's faces coldly. , and the left hand did not know when he pulled out the dagger at his waist and held it in his hand, as if anyone who violated what he said at this time would just go straight down and solve the problem.

Everyone turned their eyes to Song Zixiu for help, and saw Song Zixiu nodded in despair, expressing that he fully accepted and affirmed Hua An's statement.

"I don't believe that the few of us really don't know which of our companions fired the shot, and the distance between them is no more than three meters. Are your ears just for decoration?" Hua An sat on the chair next to him, his eyes were always on Scanning among the five people in front of him, he didn't even give alms to Song Zixiu from the corner of his eye.

"And if you don't say it, I can guarantee that I will kill all five of you in this room. After all, if you can't find the correct answer, it is reasonable to erase every possibility." Suddenly, someone cast a helpless look at their boss, "Don't worry, your boss is not capable of saving you from me, don't worry about it."

This is not Hua An's bluff, because Song Zixiu and Ning Qinghe have a very good relationship, the two of them knew that Hua An was good at fighting, and even got up to compete. Poor Young Master Song can't match Ning Qinghe with swords and guns, and Hua An can't compare with pure fists. , was mercilessly ridiculed by Ning Qinghe as "so many years of military training have been trained into the dog's stomach".

But Ning Qinghe was almost slapped in the face by what he said next. Although his level of wielding knives and guns was indeed higher than that of Hua An, the two were inseparably tied in terms of boxing skills.Up to this point, Ning Qinghe and Hua An are not acquainted with each other, and the two people who were originally at odds have become friends.

"I really didn't notice it at the time. The boss just made a gesture to close the gun. When I was about to put the gun back, I heard the gun go off. Tell me..." The brother on the far left didn't see anything wrong. Choosing, I had no choice but to be the first to speak and tell what I knew, "Who would have thought of this, to be honest, I was scared at the time, I really don't know who fired the shot!"

"Really, I swear I didn't shoot it!" A person behind said, but obviously felt that he had nothing to say, and could only crazily express his innocence.

Hua An actually didn't listen to these people very much, but focused on observing everyone's reaction to each word. After a while, he smiled and stood up without speaking. He walked around behind everyone, and then raised his hand. own dagger.

The person on the far left was ready to close his eyes and wait for death, but after a few seconds, he felt the restraint behind him loosen, and turned his head in shock.

Song Zixiu was also surprised, he didn't know anything yet, so why did Hua An already figure out who it was?

Unscientific? !

"It's untied, take your boss out, just remember to close the door." Hua An stood in front of the only person who hadn't been untied, with his back to Song Zixiu showing a creepy smile.

"You guys go, I'll stay here." Song Zixiu will never leave, no matter what the occasion is, as long as he can stay with Hua An for one more second now, he will definitely fight for it.

Hua An raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "It's fine, if the fragile Young Master Song is sure that he won't leave a psychological shadow when he sees me chopping people up later."

Song Zixiu looked calm: "Of course not."

The door of the room was closed by the four people who had left, but Hua An didn't rush to carry out the plan of "skinning and chopping meat" as he said, but felt something up and down on the other party's body.

The expression on Song Zixiu's face sank a bit: "What are you doing?"

Hua An didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly untied the coat of the pale brother in front of him, wanting to feel inside.

How could Song Zixiu bear this, he pulled Hua An away, frowning tightly: "What are you doing?"

Hua Yu clicked his tongue, feeling that Song Zixiu was too much of a hindrance: "You are sick, you are looking for evidence."

Song Zixiu has been scolded countless times tonight, and has developed an immune mentality: "Okay, sit by the side and wait, I'll find it for you."

Hua Yu snorted, so happy that he didn't do it himself.

In the end Song Zixiu only found a check from this person and handed it to Hua An.

The person sitting on the ground with a face as pale as paper had turned into a kneeling posture at some point, seeing that tears were about to fall out in a second, but unfortunately the two people in the room were unmoved.

"Say it?" Hua Yu pursed his lips, "Who gave you this thing, and when did it happen?"

"But...whether you say it or not, I will chop you up, it makes no difference." Hua An put the check in his pocket and added coldly.

The person in front of him trembled so much that Song Zixiu suspected that he would poke at him in the next second.

"It's...it's a girl, she looks like a teenager, I don't know...I don't know who it is, she said that if she shoots the man with glasses, she will give me a sum of money, and if she kills him The money will be doubled..." The man really couldn't take it anymore, although the man told him that he must not talk about the content of the transaction related to her, but since his death was inevitable anyway, why didn't he just drag her into the water? !He never thought that this matter would develop into what it is now, and there is no need to keep it.

Pity this person who is dazzled by money, he didn't even know how big a pit he jumped into before that.

"Psychological quality is very poor. I said everything so quickly. Whoever is mentally unsound comes back to ask you to cooperate." Hua An had an undisguised disgust on his face. He was able to judge this person so quickly just now because of other people. When I heard my companion talking, I would look at myself from time to time, and some would nod repeatedly. Although there was an anxious expression on the face, this is also human nature. The muscles on the bent body were tense, and he was obviously listening to others' speeches very seriously, but he didn't dare to make any movements at all, as if he was afraid of doing something wrong.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will do what I said," Hua Yu stared at the person in front of him condescendingly, "Are you ready to lose your body slowly?"

That night, although the Song family, especially the rooms in Song Zixiu's courtyard, had done a good job of sound insulation, they still couldn't stop the howls of ghosts and wolves overflowing from the crack of the door, which was more tragic than anyone could dream of. With three points, he successfully dissuaded all the servants who wanted to come to Song Zi's monastery to find out what happened - and spread rumors of haunting the next morning.

As for Song Zixiu, who witnessed the scene at close range, he could only cover his ears with a pale face to relieve his nausea - he said before that nothing would happen, and he must save face!

When dawn broke in the sky, Hua An dropped the dagger on the ground and made a clanging sound, and all this finally came to an end.