Chapter 697

the second day.

Zhao Qiang was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone. He connected vaguely.

"Hello, who is it?"

"I've disturbed your dream. Should I apologize to you, gaga!"

Zhao Qiang jumped up from the bed, his eyes shone like real cold light, and said coldly, "who are you? What's the matter?"

"Zhao Qiang, we have Qin Fenghuang, the woman who kisses plum, bamboo and horse. If you are interested, do as we say, otherwise we will tear up the ticket."

Qin Fenghuang was kidnapped?

This is one of the people that Zhao Qiang cares about most. His teeth clenched and said, "what are you doing?"

"I'll send you an address on your mobile phone. You'll come alone immediately. Then you'll know what we're going to do. Remember, you only have one hour. Qin Fenghuang will die if you're a second late."

Zhao Qiang was about to speak when there was a busy beep hung up at the other end of the phone. His face was as black as the bottom of the pot and his whole body exuded a murderous spirit.

A dragon has an inverse scale. If you touch it, you will die!

Zhao Qiang forcibly suppressed his anger and made a phone call to the bald head, asking him to immediately investigate whether something had happened to Qin Fenghuang.

In a few minutes, the bald man replied that all the people who secretly protected Qin Fenghuang were killed, and it was a fatal knife. It seemed that it was the work of a professional killer.

"Sir, I'm incompetent. I'll send someone to save Miss Qin now. I must destroy these bastards."

"Don't meddle in this matter. I'll deal with it."

"Yes, sir."

Zhao Qiang saw the address on the text message. When he got out of the hotel, he grabbed a car on the roadside and rushed to his destination.

In a hurry, I finally arrived within the specified time. This is an abandoned factory surrounded by mountains. Few people come here.

Zhao Qiang got out of the car and immediately became acutely aware that he was being watched. He outlined a wicked smile at the corners of his mouth and stepped into the abandoned factory.

"I'm coming. Come out and see me."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of walking in front. A man with a moustache led dozens of black masked ninjas out, two of whom were carrying Qin Fenghuang in a coma.

"Island people can only do these despicable and shameless activities." Zhao Qiang snorted coldly.

"Baga!" the man with eight character beard roared, stared at Zhao Qiang and said coldly, "Zhao Qiang, your woman is in our hands. If you dare to speak unkindly, I'll kill her immediately."

Zhao Qiang disdained: "kill her, do you think you can go out from here alive?"

Hearing this, the mustard man and a group of ninjas became more angry. Finally, the mustard man forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "Zhao Qiang, if you want your woman to live, change one life for another."

"How to change?"

"You stand there and don't move, let our people kill you, so we will release Qin Fenghuang, ha ha!" the man with a mustache laughed wildly.

A strange light flashed in Zhao Qiang's eyes and said faintly, "OK! One life for another."

The eight character beard men and a group of ninjas were stunned. In their opinion, Zhao Qiang must be very tangled. I really didn't expect Zhao Qiang to agree so happily. Could there be something they didn't know? Qin Fenghuang occupies a very, very important position in Zhao Qiang's heart. It seems that he has caught the right person this time.

"Zhao Qiang, I'm not kidding you. If you want to save Qin Fenghuang, you must change your life."

Zhao Qiang shrugged and asked playfully, "do you think I look like I'm joking with you? You don't want to kill me! I'll stand here and promise not to move or fight back, ha ha!"

The mustache man stared at Zhao Qiang for a while and waved his big hand: "go and kill him."

"Yes."

The two ninjas summoned up the courage to rush forward and surround Zhao Qiang. After observing for nearly a minute, they didn't see any change in Zhao Qiang. I don't know who shouted. They waved their samurai swords and chopped Zhao Qiang's head.

With a bang, Zhao Qiang's head fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Bazihu man and a group of ninjas fell to the ground with big stones pressed in their hearts. They all couldn't help laughing.

"What kind of bullshit Young King Wu? What if he has been hurt again? He's not killed by me. As long as we go back with Zhao Qiang's head, we'll enjoy endless glory and wealth."

"That's right. Zhao Qiang killed an old monster of Tianchi a few days ago. It's said that he was very harmful. Now he hasn't died in our hands, ha ha!"

“……”

The man with mustache laughed happily for a while, and asked two ninjas not far away to bring Zhao Qiang's head. He turned and looked at Qin Fenghuang in a coma, licked his dry lips, smiled and reached out to touch Qin Fenghuang's pretty face.

Just as he was about to touch it, suddenly a slight sound sounded, and the right hand of the man with Bazihu was forcibly cut off.

Then the Ninjas around screamed and fell to the ground.

Two ninjas not far away were frightened, ran out and fell into a pool of blood after a few steps.

Seeing this scene, the man with a mustache almost peed. He stepped back in great panic, glanced around and shouted, "who is it? Don't be sneaky, come out."

A heavy hum sounded like a heavy thunder, followed by Zhao Qiang's figure not far away.

"Ghost!"

The man with a mustache was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. He just saw Zhao Qiang cut off his head by two ninjas. How can he come back to life now?

"Idiot, your IQ is worthy of fighting with me?" Zhao Qiang smiled coldly. The Zhao Qiang who was killed just now was just his body. Before he came, he expected the other party's intention, so he came out.

"You, don't come here..." the man with eight character beard kept retreating.

"Tell me who ordered you to do this?"

The beard man's face changed again and again, as if he had made some decision and shouted madly, "I won't say, even if I die, I won't tell you."

Zhao Qiang snorted coldly and immediately used soul searching to explore. Within two minutes, he showed a disappointed expression. He was a little ant. There was no useful news, so he had to investigate slowly.

"Those who move me against the scales die."

Zhao strengthened his palm to grasp forward with his claw. Hearing a "click", the man with a mustache tilted his head to death.

When he came to Qin Fenghuang and squatted down, Zhao Qiang looked at her and slowly gave her a pure spiritual power.

After two or three minutes, Qin Fenghuang slowly opened his eyes, looked around confused, slowly sat up straight, looked at Zhao Qiang and asked, "who are you? Why am I here?"

Zhao Qiang's face changed. He must have been suddenly. He fiercely clasped Qin Fenghuang's wrist.

"You're hurting me. Be gentle." Qin Fenghuang shouted with dissatisfaction and fear.