Chapter 1178

He Jingxing twisted his eyebrows and looked at Ding Han. "When did you become so disobedient? Or do you think I will hurt you? "

"My life is saved by Mr. He. Even if you really want my life, I have nothing to say. But how dare I let Mr. He pour tea for me?"

He Jingxing smiled and got up slowly. Half of the time, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray, then put one hand into his pants pocket and approached Ding Han.

When she came to her side, she paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and reached out to grasp Dinghan's throat.

Things have changed so fast that Ding Han is totally caught off guard. She dare not struggle. She has seen this man's skill. The more she struggles, the faster she dies. "Mr. He What did I do wrong... "

He Jingxing's other hand is still in his trouser bag, but one of his hands is enough to make Ding Han unable to move. He said in a cold voice, "the mistake is that you recover your memory but don't tell me."

Ding Han's pupil is slightly big, "Mr. He Cough I didn't Restore memory... "

"Is it?"

"Yes Yes... "

He Jingxing releases Dinghan's throat, but holds her wrist again. With a force, he snaps her wrist on her back, and then touches a rope to tie her hands.

Dinghan's breathing hasn't slowed down yet, "Mr. He What do you mean? "

"Try to see if you can remember."

"Mr. He, I Ah... " Ding Han is pushed down on the sofa by he Jingxing.

He Jingxing goes over again, squats down and begins to Tie Ding Han's feet with a rope.

Ding Han dare not struggle. She is now Ding Han, who is obedient to he Jingxing. It is useless to struggle, because she is not the opponent of the moody man in front of her.

Ding Han tries to suppress the inner panic, "Mr. He, how do you want to try? I will cooperate with you. "

He Jingxing ignored Ding Han's questions, tied her feet and went to the study. After a while, he came out of the study again with a black bag in his hand and sat down beside Ding Han.

Ding Han looks at he Jingxing to open the bag. What appears in his sight is something tied together by several cylinders, on which is a black rectangular box. There are four wires of different colors between the box and the cylinder.

Ding Han hasn't been in the army. He can't recognize what it is at a glance, but he always feels familiar. He seems to have seen it on TV.

He Jingxing throws away the bag and begins to tie the things in his hand to Ding Han's waist.

Ding Han subconsciously wants to avoid, but his hands and feet are tied up, and he can't move at all. Some scenes on TV suddenly flash in his mind, and Ding Han's face suddenly turns white, "Mr. He This Is this a bomb? "

He Jingxing did not stop his hand movement, and a bloody smile came up from the corner of his mouth. "Secretary Ding has a good eye."

Ding Han couldn't calm down any more, and began to struggle violently, "Mr. He I've been loyal to you How can you do this to me Let go of me Let go of me... "

He Jingxing twisted his eyebrows. "Don't move. I'll tie it right away."

Ding Han struggles more fiercely, shouting, "help, help..."

"Shut up!"

At this critical moment of life and death, Ding Han's brain is blank, and only knows instinctively: "help, help Ah... "

He Jingxing splits a hand knife at the back of Ding Han's neck. She faints instantly.

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