The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 791 Between Life and Death Four Years Later (4)

She knew that as long as this woman lived for one day, she would become Zhao Yang's stumbling block!

Wang Meng spoke on the phone for half an hour, but Wen Qiyang arrived at the warehouse in 10 minutes.

She heard the harsh brakes of the car from a long distance away, so she opened the door of the warehouse in advance, stood at the door and drove away. As expected, Wen Qiyang was the only one.

When Wen Qiyang strode into the warehouse, the first thing he saw was Qu Qingge who was tied to a chair. She was not injured, but her pale face and a gun pointed at her head still made her feel uncomfortable. His heart throbbed.

Wen Qiyang was walking, and just when he was about to take a step closer, he saw Wang Meng grabbing Qu Qingge's hair directly, Qu Qingge groaned in pain, and his footsteps stopped on the spot: "What exactly do you want?"

"I want your life, will you give it?"

Wen Qiyang narrowed his gaze, lowered his head and stroked the ring on his hand, seemingly lazy and unintentional, but the broken light in his eyes was like an enraged cobra, extremely sharp.

Wang Meng's gaze followed Wen Qiyang's finger movements, and suddenly he pulled the trigger, aiming at Qu Qingge's forehead. Wen Qiyang's movements suddenly stopped, and the next second he heard Wang Meng's cold voice. It came coldly: "Wen Qiyang, I know your marksmanship is accurate, and I also know that your eagle force has many miniature weapons. The ring on your hand is one of them, right?"

"Perhaps, you can completely save Qu Qingge from me, but, your daughter, I'm afraid you will never see her again, I think, you Mrs. Wen's daughter, such a tender villain Follow me to be buried with me, how valuable I am!"

Wen Qiyang's movements stopped immediately.

Qu Qingge couldn't pretend to be calm when he heard Yaya, and he didn't care about the gun on his head, so he turned his head to Wang Meng and shed tears: "Wang Meng, what did you do to my daughter, where is she, tell me ...Kill me if you have the ability, don't threaten us with a three-year-old child."

"Whether your daughter lives or dies depends on whether Wen Qiyang is worthy or not!"

Following Wang Meng's words, Qu Qingge turned his attention to Wen Qiyang.

This man seemed to come in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to put on his coat. Although his face was pretending to be calm and indifferent, waves were flashing in his eyes. It turned into a touch of deep helplessness and frustration.

In his whole life, Wen Qiyang has never been on the cusp of storms, or climbed mountains of swords and seas of fire.

He couldn't count how much blood was on his hands.

He thought about countless possibilities of being retaliated, but he never thought that one day, he would use his own daughter's life to repay it.

Wen Qiyang settled down, took off the gun at his waist, the ring on his hand, and the necklace on his neck, and threw them on the ground. He even rolled up his sleeves, untied a few twists, and shrugged at Wang Meng. Shrugged: "Is it okay now?"

Wang Meng bent down to pick up Wen Qiyang's mobile phone on the ground, and then threw the mobile phone on the ground hard. When he looked up, he found that there was still a ring on his finger.

"Take off the ring on your ring finger."

Wen Qiyang raised his hand, lowered his head and kissed it lightly, the tenderness in his eyes flashed: "This is my engagement ring, you can't take it off."

(End of this chapter)