I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

"Yeah, why did I forget, he can't move his feet at all, he's just a cripple!" The wretched man was excited, and then he laughed arrogantly:

"Okay, I'll shoot him ten times and eight times later, and torture him to death. I see how he's going to get up..."

"Don't, just kill it!" The gentle man pursed his lips and said coldly: "Anyway, our mission is to kill him, and kill him in the car. Although the risk of being discovered is very high, it is better than being run away by him later. !"

"Also!" The wretched man sneered: "But I'm going to kill him myself! I've long seen this kid not pleasing to the eye, and I don't feel good if I don't have such a bad breath!"

Thinking of what he saw on the phone just now, the youthful Qing Jun's meticulous eyebrows sank slightly.

This group of people is obviously not a simple kidnapper: they have guns on their bodies, they are not afraid of taking lives, and they can take on tasks. They are more like... desperadoes who do all evil.

In fact, as soon as he got into the car, Pei Xiubai realized something was wrong.

If this group of people kidnapped him just to ask for money, they would knock him unconscious or stun him when they got into the car, lest he run away and their money would fly.

But this group of people didn't.

Moreover, they are not without drugs.

This group of people seemed to be very confident in their own strength and felt that he couldn't escape, and even if he escaped, they wouldn't worry.

Because they have guns.

If they really came to kill him, as long as he jumped out of the window and escaped, a bullet could finish him, as for why not just kill him in the car before...

Presumably the corpse and bloodstains were not handled well.

After all, anyone who sees a pile of blood in the car will detain the driver for questioning.

And this group of people are wanted criminals and outlaws armed with guns. They are guilty of their own crimes. After such an investigation, only prison or the death penalty awaits them.

Generally, this kind of person is most afraid of death, so naturally he would not take such a big risk of being caught and kill him in the car.

Not surprisingly, they should find a cliff or a mountainous area where there are many wild animals, and deal with him secretly, throw the body off the cliff, or throw it to beasts to eat, no matter which kind, they will die without proof in the end.

Think about it all in just a moment.

The young man raised his dark and deep eyes, and threw the dagger in his hand at their feet. The wretched man glanced at the blood-stained dagger, and looked at him suspiciously and fiercely:

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just feel tired and want to talk to you about a deal."

The slender, white fingers of the young man folded gracefully and carelessly in front of him, and there was no fear on his ghostly delicate face.

It was obvious that he was being targeted by a gun at this time, and he would die at any time, but inexplicably made people feel scared, as if everything was under his control.

The wretched man looked at his calm face, he didn't know what to do in his heart, he felt a slight chill, and couldn't help but take a step back.

The young man ignored him, and only spoke to the gentle man indifferently:

"Let me guess. If you can kill me at all costs, the person who hires you must be someone who is a powerful person or a family member."

The gentle man didn't say a word, obviously he was very vigilant.

The wretched man couldn't hold his breath, his pupils shrank slightly. Obviously, the young man was right.

Pei Xiubai curled his blushing lips, his long, pitch-black eyelashes like crow feathers were half-drooped, and the bottom of his eyes revealed indifference:

"Because if you just kill me for money, you don't need to kill me at all. After all, if you kill me, there will be endless troubles. Unless that person promises you that if you kill me, he will naturally have a way to help you settle the Pei family, so you have nothing to fear. ."

The wretched man seemed to have been stabbed, and cursed angrily: "You, you little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about! I think you just want to delay time, you can even make up such nonsense, you—"

"A-rank number 458214 on the wanted list, Tan Hu," the young man smiled lightly, the ghostly eyebrows were kind of thrilling and strange, he looked at the wretched man and smiled, "Is that you?"