The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 614 Not Real Ji Qian (Part [-])
"Ah!" Ji Qian screamed out as she was grabbed by her ankle.

It's a pity that her fear and fear fell into Baal's eyes, but instead he licked his scarlet lips excitedly, and his eyes were full of bloodlust.

For a perverted murderer, all the out-of-control emotions that the victim has in the moment before death are tantamount to delicious food.

Regardless of his slightly thin physique, his arms were like iron tongs, firmly grasping Ji Qian's ankle, and pulling her back violently.

"Ah!" Ji Qian's back rubbed against the scorching ground, and she burst into tears in pain, but more of it was boundless fear.

Outside the thick glass wall, Song Zhen's eyes were red with anxiety, and he hurriedly shouted: "Find a way to break it open! Whether it's blasting or smashing it with a hammer!"

He couldn't hear the voice inside, but just looking at Ji Qian's expression, he felt like a knife was piercing his heart!
But vaguely, he felt that something was wrong, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think deeply, and there was only one voice in his heart, save her!
"Sniper, can you aim?"

"No, he's squatting in the gap between the operators, it's a blind spot! I'm looking for another angle!" The sniper replied hastily.

Baal glanced at the anxious Song Zhen outside, then turned his head and said softly to the pale Ji Qian, "Honey, I'm here to save you, look below."

When Ji Qian heard his voice, her slack eyes were slightly focused, and then she turned her head to look down.

Afraid that she might not be able to see clearly, Baal kindly pulled her hair, dragged her to the edge of the platform, held her head down, "Look, am I saving you!"

In the large melting furnace below, a solution of unknown material was boiling and steaming.

The scorching heat almost burned the exposed skin, and Baal picked her head up by pulling her hair.

Ji Qian seemed to be alive after a catastrophe, lying on the platform like a dead fish, with her head bowed and her body arched, panting violently.

Her chest was heaving violently, and her heart was beating wildly.

"Since you're so hot, why don't I help you cool off?" The man's blue eyes revealed a faint blue luster, haunting and vicious.

"No, no...I'm not Ji Qian..." Ji Qian stepped back immediately, shaking her head desperately.

"Oh?" The man was not surprised, but stared at her amusedly, "But people outside think you are."

"I'm not! I'm not Ji Qian! I'm Ji Wei. Didn't you say you wanted to help me? Why, why did this happen?" The woman shook her head desperately. It turned out that she was Ji Wei, not Ji Qian at all!
"Oh, help you?" Baal raised his eyebrows slightly, "How?"

"Didn't you say that asking me to marry Song Zhen is the greatest revenge against Ji Qian, you... don't you guys belong together!" She widened her eyes in surprise.

Baal tilted his head, and the smile on his lips became even more hair-raising, then he reached out and grabbed her collar, tearing the clothes off her body with ease.

With a swipe, a large piece of white skin on Ji Wei's chest was immediately exposed in the air, leaving only the nipple stickers to conceal her shame.

"Deputy team, give way, we will carry out the blasting immediately!" Outside the glass, the heroes who saw this scene could not bear to turn their heads away, not daring to look inside, let alone look at Song Zhen's expression!

No one can bear this kind of humiliation and desperation for any wife!

They suddenly began to doubt whether the decision to use Ji Qian as bait in the first place was correct.

Song Zhen, with a sullen face, stepped back numbly, leaving the field to the blasters, his fists clenched tightly.

Someone saw that bright red blood oozed from the gap between his fists!

At this moment, he still doesn't know the true identity of the person inside.

He always thought that the person inside was Ji Qian, so that heart seemed to be boiled and tormented in the furnace inside. The heart was already riddled with holes and rotted into a ball.

In the arena, the scalpel was spinning quickly in Baal's hand, and Ji Wei immediately continued to shrink back.

While taking out his mobile phone to make a call, the man pressed his knee on her thigh, making it impossible for her to break free.

Then he glanced at Song Zhen who was trying to break through, his eyes were cold.

The phone was connected, but no one spoke on the other end.

"You betrayed me?" Baal turned on the loudspeaker, said while pointing the sharp blade of the scalpel above Ji Wei's heart, and firmly covered Ji Wei's mouth with the other hand.

Ji Wei stretched out her hand quickly, and firmly grasped his wrist, resisting his harm to her.

While contending with Ji Wei, the man talked calmly with the other end of the phone, only to hear the man's sullen and smiling voice from the other end of the phone, "No, I'm just doing the same thing with you. I'm willing to bait, Only by raising the most perfect weapon, right?"

Baal realized that he had become the bait, and displeasure flashed across his brows, "What do you want to do?"

The other end of the phone said: "Baal, you lost."

In Organization B, losers who did not complete their own murder missions often lost their own lives.

For example, the avenger Lu Jue Benson, or Bette, the perfect murderer in England, or Fu Qiuyi...

Every loser is their bait and is mercilessly abandoned by them.

But right now, he has become that bait.

His original plan was to compete with Song Zhen, but he was very familiar with the disguise mask. When he took Ji Wei out of the bear and got close to that face, he discovered that she had been swapped. But the plan had already begun, and he couldn't stop.

He laughed twice, his eyes lit up, and then he replied: "Really? Not necessarily."

There was a loud bang, and the glass was blasted open by the explosion!
Baal turned his head and saw Song Zhendang jumping out of the hole where the glass was blasted.

There was no panic on his face, but he said to the phone in a good mood: "Isn't the old Chinese saying that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, and it is still unknown who will win the deer?"

"Death is imminent, speak out loud!" The other party said in a low voice, and immediately hung up the phone.

Baal didn't care either, he laughed twice.

When Ji Wei saw Song Zhen running towards him and was about to shout, he let go of her hand covering Ji Wei's mouth, then pulled away her hand holding his wrist, stabbed down with the scalpel, and at the same time Leaning over, "Remember what I called just now?"

Ji Wei was in pain, and the cry for help was stuck in her throat. At the same time, her desire to survive made her shake her head desperately, and tears of fright fell down her face.

"Don't remember?" The man's tone was very dangerous, and the point of the knife went deeper.

Ji Wei shook her head desperately, she was afraid that if she remembered, this man would kill her with a knife.

"It's really stupid." Before the words finished, a sharp pain came.

"what!"

"Remember!"

Ji Wei couldn't bear it anymore, she nodded quickly, but she didn't expect the man to let her go.

The sound of hurried footsteps was approaching, Baal stood up, raised his hands, and greeted Song Zhen with a smile, "Hi, Song Zhen."

Song Zhen's footsteps stopped, and he gestured with his fingers in mid-air. The policemen behind him all stopped, and the sniper lying on the roof immediately replied in the channel: "Target, stand by!"

Baal raised his eyes, and then touched the center of his brow as if sensing something.

"Baal?" Song Zhen stared at him.

Baal smiled calmly, "At first I wanted to fight you, but now a bastard appeared... The game ended early."

He shrugged, quite helplessly.

He speaks Chinese very well, and his words are correct, but these words fell to Song Zhen's ears, but they were extremely harsh, and at the same time he was a little confused.

"Some people say that the end is the beginning, game/start!"

As soon as the words fell, the scalpel in his hand was thrown towards Song Zhen!

At the same time, there was a subtle cracking sound in the air, sharp and fast.

There was a muffled bang, and two "hehe" came out of his mouth, like a sneer, or the sound of breathing caused by blood clogged in his throat, and then he opened his arms and leaned back !The evil face and relatively thin body disappeared from people's sight in the next second.

With a splash, something fell into the water.

Song Zhen just avoided the scalpel, and it was too late to catch him. He quickly took two steps forward, only to see a few bubbles from the hot furnace below, and after a while, a rotting corpse immediately floated up.

"Ouch!" The people who followed Song Zhen immediately vomited when they saw this scene.

A living person smashed into this furnace, and turned into a carrion in an instant, this is simply... It makes the scalp tingle!
No one thought that Baal would choose to commit suicide!

And in such a way!
The people present looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

The victory came so suddenly that it felt surreal.

Only Song Zhen, he frowned fiercely, then turned his head to look at "Ji Qian" who was lying on the ground, already scared to death.

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