Dear Mr. Shi

The four-fingered man coldly squinted his eyes, grabbed Song Qinghuan's back collar with his big hand, and smashed his head and face, before slamming it forward!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!

Four-fingered pincers held her back, and flicked back to the seat to sit down: "Smelly woman, are you honest now? Do you want to run away if you don't want to be cruel? Do you think I'm afraid to shoot? ."

He cursed coldly, and the gun in his hand pressed against Song Qinghuan's head fiercely.

Song Qinghuan was dizzy, embarrassed, trembling all over, her face was so pale that she couldn't even make a sound.

She closed her eyes and shrank in the seat, full of fear, her blushing little mouth was bitten by her so that blood was bleeding, and her head was hit with blood, and blood and tears dripped down her face.

"Dare you dare to run again, eh!" Four fingers snarled fiercely. With that fierce and cruel appearance, it seemed that as long as Song Qinghuan dared to escape, he would not hesitate to shoot her and kill her.

Loosing her lips, Song Qinghuan pressed her fear, slowly opened her eyes and looked at him: "Who are you? What do you want? If you just want money, please don't hurt me, I can give you money, regardless of you If you want to catch me, or if someone pays you to deal with me, I can give you twice the price. I just ask you to let me go."

As her words sounded, the cold gun hit her heart.

Four fingers sneered and said, "As expected of brothers and sisters, they all say the same thing."

Song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say?"

She suspected that she had just smashed her head and had auditory hallucinations.

Four fingers said: "Aren't you always investigating your brother? How come you don't know what I said?"

Song Qinghuan glared at him, tried to hold his body and sit upright, not letting herself fall down because of the pain, and said in a dumb voice: "What are you? What are you? Where is my brother? Did you take my brother away!"

The words of the four fingers made her feel that her brother may be no longer alive. She was a little excited and angry, and yelled at the four fingers.

Her hair was four fingers, and she grabbed it roughly: "Your brother was put in a sack by me and sank into the sea with the rocks!"

With her hair being pulled like this, Song Qinghuan frowned with pain, but couldn't feel it at all, and yelled at her four fingers: "You killed my brother."

Four fingers snorted coldly, and a poisonous light flashed under his eyes, "If you don't give me what your brother gave you, I will kill you too!"

The news of his brother's death made Song Qing happily collapsed, crying and crying: "What or something, my brother suddenly disappeared, what can he give me, he left nothing for me."

Four fingers smiled sullenly and said: "Don't give it up?! If that's the case, then you can go to death with your brother!"

After speaking, he raised his hand to pinch Song Qinghuan's throat, fiercely.

A sense of suffocation suddenly rushed in, Song Qinghuan desperately broke the neck with her hand to strangle her breathing.

But desperately, I can't move! !

The four fingers looked at her grimly, the strength in their hands was not loose, just watch Song Qinghuan's face coldly, from white to red, from red to purple.

The breath was stifled in his throat a little bit, and Song Qinghuan couldn't resist at all.

The suffocation of death swallowed her a little bit, Dou Da's tears rushed from the bottom of her eyes, her eyes were getting darker and darker, and she finally could not bear to faint...