"Hello! Sister Feihong Lang Ming sat on the wide sofa, put the tea table directly on his legs, and there were several cans of beer and just cut watermelon on the tea table. Although his voice was very gentle, his whole face had been twisted, his eyes were slightly narrowed, showing fierce light.

in the conference room on the top floor of Bihai Yuntian Hotel, Liu Feihong stood in front of the French window with no expression on his face. When he heard Lang Ming's voice on the phone, he was still calm: "let Qingqing go!"

"Ha ha, sister Feihong, you are really joking. My little sister is a guest here. What can I do for her?" Hearing Liu Feihong's words, Lang Ming burst out laughing, very arrogant.

"You're looking for your own death!" Liu Feihong's voice was very weak, but he was fierce.

"I said, sister Feihong, it's not that I want to die, it's that you don't give me a way to live! Brother, I'm going to be killed by you. Please leave us a way to live! How about that? " Liu Feihong is more calm, Lang Mingyue is excited, when it comes to the rise, picked up the beer on the tea table, poured a mouthful.

Lang Guang looked at his brother's strange appearance. He was used to it and walked slowly to Liu Qingqing.

"Don't you come here!" Liu Qingqing's hands are tied behind him and he sits on the ground. He looks at Lang Guang and rubs back. His big eyes are full of panic.

"Don't be afraid, little sister!" Lang Guang squatted down slowly, his face looked like a kind uncle: "uncles are not bad people. As long as your sister comes, we will release you and send you back to school!"

"Good! Then I'll be waiting for you Lang Ming hung up the phone at this time. He stood up from the sofa with great ambition. He wriggled his neck involuntarily and made a rattling sound: "big brother, that girl will be there soon!"

"Well!" Lang Guang is always calm, not anxious, not angry, not happy, not sad. What happened in the morning doesn't seem to affect his mood: "tell the brothers to be ready!" As if afraid of frightening Liu Qingqing, she went back to the sofa and said in a soft voice, "I can't let her go out alive!"

"That's it!" Lang Ming took another sip of beer and called out to the door, "Liu Laosan!"

Creak, the door was opened, and from the outside came a man about thirty years old. He was not tall, and he was not big, but he seemed to have a chill all over: "second brother! You call me

"Well, tell the brothers to be ready! Get it! I'll go myself As he said this, Lang Ming strode to the door, muttering: "don't screw up these guys!"

Looking at Lang Ming go out, the whole room is left only Lang Guang and Liu Qingqing tied up. Until this time, Lang Guang sighed, sat down on the sofa, massaged the temples on both sides with his thumbs, and slowly closed his eyes.

Suk did not dare to take a breath. His heart beat very fast. He grasped the window on the second floor with both hands and stepped on a raised screw button. The screw button seemed to be used to fix some pipes. There was the same screw button every one meter.

People are forced out!

Now Suk knows the meaning of this sentence. He never thought that he could turn over the two meter high wall. Similarly, he could climb to the second floor barehanded. When Lang Ming called Liu Feihong, Suk was already hiding outside the window.

In order not to scare the snake, Suk had to wait for the opportunity carefully, but when the opportunity really appeared, he was very nervous. There was a distance of five or six meters from the window to the sofa where Lang Guang was sitting. Could he subdue him?

With the passage of time, the whole person's body is tense, and he has been rewarded for his mastery of Military Boxing and Jeet kune do. The flexibility and coordination of Suk's body have been greatly improved, but the current situation can't tolerate a little carelessness.

Every cell became extremely active and full of explosive power. Suk didn't know when Langming would come back. He had to seize the opportunity and take a deep breath to calm his mind.

His hands suddenly exert force, and then, like a civet, Suk rushes in directly from the window without any pause. His toes just touch the ground, and his body has rushed towards Lang Guang.

At the same time, Lang Guang, who has been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opens his eyes. He is a little surprised. He leans forward and grabs the fruit knife on the tea table.

But Suk's purpose is the same, which is faster than two people. Lang Guang's reaction is faster, and his action is more rapid, especially the watermelon knife is closer to him.

But Suk's body seems to have a sudden blink, abruptly jump forward again.

"Pa!" Lang Guang's hand on the cut watermelon, suddenly scarlet juice splashing, and the watermelon knife is gone.

"Don't move, boss Lang!" Suk is holding the watermelon knife in his hand. The blade is about 30 cm long and long, with the red liquid left when he cut the melon on it. Now the watermelon knife is firmly resting on Lang Guang's shoulder, and the blade is rubbing against the skin of his neck."Have you thought about the consequences?" Lang Guang didn't ask who Suk was or what he wanted to do. He glanced at Suk. He didn't look like a gangster, but he looked like a good student with a gentle face.

"Sorry, I haven't come yet!" Suk shrugged his shoulders, but the watermelon knife in his hand didn't move. I don't know why. When things really happened, Suk didn't feel a little nervous. Instead, he was a little more relaxed. His tone of speaking was very different from before.

"Qingqing, can you come here?"

Suk's smile has always been very warm, but Liu Qingqing has never looked at that smile, felt like the spring sunshine, and expelled all the darkness. It was only a blink of an eye from Suk's sudden fall to his sword subduing the man.

"Well!" Liu Qingqing strenuously stood up from the ground, fortunately they just tied her wrist, the pace is still very free.

Su Ke's arms are stretched, one holding a knife against Lang Guang's neck, and the other exploring to untie the rope on Liu Qingqing's hand. In order to prevent Lang Guang from playing tricks, he can only divide the two people further.

"Do you think you can go?" Lang Guang, as if the knife on his neck was just a decoration, said to Suk, his voice and eyes seemed to be for Suk's sake. He seemed to be sincere.

"Brother Lang, I don't need your trouble. You lead the way ahead. I think it's easier to do this!" Suk put a smile on the corner of his mouth. As soon as he finished, he heard the sound of opening the door.

As he walked in, Lang Ming said, "Damn, as soon as the girl comes here, I'll make her meat." All of a sudden, I saw that there was one more person in the room, and my steps stopped.