Chapter 1786

Chen Qiao couldn't see the road in front of him. He could only vaguely judge the situation around him through his ears. After he got out of the car, he walked a little slower and was kicked.

He could only Snort and was taken into the elevator until the door opened. Then he was taken into a room. Then he heard a man whispering: "boss, I have found you!"

"Good, take off his hood!" The low voice sounded familiar, which made Chen Qiao cool.

At this moment, the hood was rudely removed. Chen Qiao narrowed his eyes and got used to the light outside for a while. Then he saw the man in front of him. As expected, it was no one else. It was Pedro who had sent someone to chase him before!

"Sure enough, it's you..." Chen Qiao snorted coldly, looked straight at Pedro playing with cigars in front of him, raised his chin and said coldly, "I'm just a little man. It's my honor to work for you to catch me so far!"

Pedro's men, seeing that he was caught, were so rampant that they pressed him on the shoulder and tried to force him to kneel down with his boss.

Pedro shook his fingers and gave Chen Qiao a faint smile. He pointed to the chair behind him and said, "sit down!"

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Chen Qiao didn't believe that he would treat him well. His brows wrinkled slightly, but they pressed his shoulders and sat down.

"Don't worry. I came to you today to have a good chat with you..." Pedro asked the people around him to pour a glass of water for Chen Qiao, put it in his hand, and let his hands loosen.

"Pedro, what do you want?" Chen Qiao shook his untied hands and looked coldly at Pedro with a leisurely face in front of him. He really didn't believe that he wanted to catch himself to chat with him face to face!

"Look, Johnny, you're in my hands now. Even if I want to do something to you, you can escape?" Pedro sneered, his tone was casual, but the coldness in his eyes still made woodcutter Chen shiver.

Of course, he knows how vicious Pedro's methods are. It's bad luck for him to fall into Pedro's hands now!

"I may not be able to escape. If you want to kill or cut, please do as you please!" Chen Qiao shrugged his shoulders and sneered. He replied fearlessly: "anyway, I have a rotten life. I'm not sorry to die. I have to bother you to do it yourself..."

"I didn't expect you to be different from those gambling houses. You have a lot of backbone!" Pedro raised his eyebrows and laughed. He bent down to Chen Qiao, took his chin in one hand, looked at him carefully, and said thoughtfully, "so Feng Xun and little dumb are interested in you, and they are willing to take you in?"

As soon as Chen Qiao wanted to raise his hand and force Pedro to loosen his chin, he was held down by Pedro's men. He could only endure the pain from his chin and replied in a trembling voice: "Pedro... This is my personal grudge against you. It has nothing to do with other people. Don't drag other people into the water!"

"Personal enmity?" Pedro seemed to have heard a big joke. He shook his head and burst out laughing. He suddenly released his hand holding Chen Qiao's chin, and tut tut exclaimed, "Johnny, you look up to yourself too much. You are not qualified to have any personal grudges with me as a person like you!"

After Pedro laughed, his subordinates laughed with his boss, and some people directly said to Chen Qiao, "like you, a gambler who likes to play tricks in the gambling house, our boss knows too much, crushing you is as simple as stepping on an ant!"

"Don't take yourself seriously. If the boss doesn't have a good heart and let you live, you can still be arrogant until now..."

A group of Pedro's subordinates began to sneer at Chen Qiao one after another. Chen Qiao probably had a lot of such sarcasm. His face changed slightly, and his tone was calm. He said, "of course I'm just a nobody, but I have to trouble you. It's not easy for Pedro to come out in person..."

"You -" one of Pedro's men just wanted to get angry, but Pedro waved and stopped him.

The group of men quietly shut up, no more words, honestly back to one side, Pedro then slowly said: "Johnny, don't forget, at the beginning of your life, but I'm merciful, I didn't want to leave... Don't think I don't know how much money you took away from my casino, you know what the end is for anyone who annoys me!"

"But a dead word!" Chen Qiao replied lightly.

"If you really don't want to live, why go to find Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer as your umbrella?" Pedro shook his head and jokingly reminded him: "I know that people like you don't care about life and death in their mouths. In fact, they have a chance of life, and you have to go all out to live!"

"People will be afraid of death, not to mention death should also die properly!" When Chen Qiao said this, he snorted coldly and said, "aren't you afraid of death?"

"Well said!" Pedro chuckled, put down his cigar, took a sip from his glass and said slowly, "I can give you a chance to live now. Do you want it?"

Chen Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly. He doubted Pedro's motive and asked warily, "what do you want me to do?"

"I heard that you have become the guest of honor of Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer, not only living in their manor, but also attending their children's full moon banquet?" Pedro did not rush to speak, but asked with a smile.

Chen Qiao had an uncertain premonition in his heart, and answered coldly, "Pedro, do you think I'm going to be the kind of person who betrays his faith and pursues honor?"

"What's the hurry? I didn't ask you to turn your back on anyone..." Pedro waved his hand and stroked his chin in a funny way and said, "I just need you to give me some information about the seventh day of summer..."

"Pedro, she's Feng Xun's wife. Don't you think that's ridiculous?" Chen Qiao shakes his head and looks at Pedro in disbelief. I can't imagine why such a ferocious person is so persistent with a married woman!

"So what?" Pedro shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "I don't care, that's enough..."

"I think you are crazy!" Chen Qiao sighed and said with righteous words, "she is my friend. I will never sell her news to you just to survive!"

"Not to sell, but to exchange!" Pedro straightened up his finger and corrected his statement with a smile.