surrender to her

Chapter 101
The fight between the two groups in the parking lot was over, and one of them was controlled by Qiqi on the ground.

He Liangchi stubbed out the cigarette, tugged on his tie, walked over to the front of one person, and squatted down.

Mo Chen had a Swiss Army knife pinned to his waist, and he brushed the man's hair with his fingers, raising his head that was unable to lift.

The blood and ashes on his face flowed into the man's eyes, he couldn't open his eyes, he just felt a huge black shadow enveloping him, and a cold voice asked himself: "Zhao Zhuosong asked you to come?"

"……Yes."

"doing what?"

"..."

A soft sigh came from the man's nose, and then in a blink of an eye, the man only felt his neck being tightly strangled and suspended by the belt, and the larynx made a terrifying cracking sound, and the suffocation was at that moment.

With the sea blue tie wrapped around his veined hands, He Liangchi relaxed a little in time, and asked again, "What are you doing?" without changing his voice.

The man coughed fiercely and immediately replied: "Cough... tied... cough cough! Tied a woman..."

He Liangchi's jaw tightened, drawing a sharp line.

"Where is Zhao Zhuosong?"

"In the southwest corner of the forest in the eastern suburbs, there is, there is an abandoned...abandoned factory..."

Like a dying fish washed ashore by the waves, several people were lying on the ground in disarray.

Two minutes later, three or four modified off-road vehicles accelerated out of the underground parking lot.

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Eastern Suburbs, Abandoned Factory.

Surrounded by small hills on three sides, covered by trees, it is a hidden place to hide.

The big iron gate was pushed open, shaking the dust in the air, and the thick chains rubbed against the ground to make a metallic sound. The damp and dark dilapidated factory had a strong smell of gasoline.

A tall and straight man stood at the door, standing tall, with no one behind him, only the dazzling last handful of golden glow that came in with him.

He stepped in, and the footsteps echoing in the empty factory were even and steady, not too fast or too slow.

The people on the seats inside waited for a long time, and when he turned around and saw that he was not the person he wanted to see, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a second, and soon the smile widened again.

Now Zhao Zhuosong looks like a ghost with skin peeling off, jumping off the chair, seeing the person with squinted yellow eyes, "You are really... haunted! Hahahahaha!"

He bent down and laughed, gesturing to those around him.

Suddenly two people jumped out from behind the door and went up to close the door. The inside of the factory fell into a gloomy gray again, with low visibility. A few others carefully went to the window to look out, and shook their heads at Zhao Zhuosong when they came back.

"Are you really alone? Didn't you bring anyone? Didn't you call the police?"

Zhao Zhuosong smiled, his face was full of dimples, he brushed back the messy hair that covered some of his face, "Oh...that must be a gun."

He took a few steps closer, "He Liangchi, are you not afraid of death?"

"Scared, terribly scared."

He Liangchi pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm afraid that if I don't kill you myself, I will die first, and I will die with regret."

"Hahahahahaha! Good!" Zhao Zhuosong laughed like a lunatic, and the echo floated in the factory, weird and nervous.

The laughter stopped, and he said, "Then let's see if you have a chance to get close to me."

After saying that, other than him, a dozen or so people in the factory rushed towards He Liangchi at the same time.

Ten minutes later, this group and the group in the underground parking lot ended up in the same fate.

Zhao Zhuosong pointed at the people on the ground, jumped up and cursed: "Useless stuff! A waste that will swallow money!"

He looked at He Liangchi and smiled wickedly, "Then come on, come and kill me, what are you waiting for? Avenge your woman hahahahahaha!"

He Liangchi showed no expression, and suddenly asked: "Why did you kill Meng Zhiying? The loot was not evenly distributed? Disagreements?"

Zhao Zhuosong shrugged and asked, "Is there any reason to kill her? It's worthless."

"Look at what she did to the Meng family. It's riddled with holes. When I advised her, she even called me a lunatic hahahaha. I laughed so hard that she was afraid of going to jail. There's nothing wrong with going to jail. Hahaha Ha ha……"

He Liangchi asked again: "Your target is the Meng family?"

"I have no goal, everything I do has no reason and no reason..." Zhao Zhuosong suddenly walked towards him slowly, leaned into his ear, and said with a smile: "Just like I like Xiao Cheng, there is no reason. "

He Liangchi's blood rushed to his brain immediately, he clenched his hands tightly, raised his hand and punched him hard in the face.

Zhao Zhuosong was slammed to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood and two teeth, "Meng Zhiying asked me to harass her in order to let her go, but I didn't expect that girl to be so hot-tempered and wanted to die with me, but Meng Zhiying was hypocritical Pretend to be a good person, tsk..."

"Is such a person worthy of living in this world? Shouldn't Meng Zhiying die?"

Zhao Zhuosong propped his hands on the ground by his side, looked up at him, and showed a lewd smile, "But I still remember that Xiaocheng was wearing a snow-white skirt and crying pitifully, making people want to love him even more..."

He Liangchi's muscles stretched into burning iron, trembling, rushed up like crazy, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, punched him down several times, Zhao Zhuosong also resisted, and the two wrestled.

During the chaotic fight, He Liangchi's elbow touched the hard object on his waist, and he paused for only half a second before Zhao Zhuosong took advantage of the loophole and punched him back violently.

A few subordinates from behind also rushed up, He Liangchi was hit on the back with a stick, red liquid flowed from his forehead, he just kicked away the two or three people behind him, when a silver light flashed in front of his eyes.

He Liangchi reacted quickly and turned sideways, the knife cut a deep gash in his arm, staining the fabric of the clothes deeply.

The two of them rolled on the ground to the window, the dust was flying, He Liangchi's explosive force was so powerful that he pressed Zhao Zhuosong to the ground, twisted his wrist holding the knife downward, scarlet eyes, dark pupils, cheeks The muscle lines are tight.

The tip of the knife pierced Zhao Zhuosong's eyeball...

"Ah----!!!" The pain drove Zhao Zhuosong crazy, and then, He Liangchi couldn't help but pull him up from the ground vigorously, and nailed him to the window sill. It was already dark outside, and the grass was blowing by the breeze.

Zhao Zhuosong's face was completely changed, his teeth were covered with blood, and he suddenly smiled strangely at him.

He Liangchi froze instantly.

The left chest was pressed against the cold hole.

"Then we'll go to hell together... From now on, you two will be lovers... Yin and Yang will be separated... Hahahahaha!"

Zhao Zhuosong put his finger on the trigger——

The next second when there was no time to react——

"boom--!!!"

There was sudden silence.

one second...

two seconds...

Less than three seconds.

Zhao Zhuosong's eyes bulged, his knees plopped down, and he fell to the ground maintaining an expression of disbelief at the last moment.

No more breath.

He Liangchi also knelt down on the ground, blood continued to flow out, blurring his vision and consciousness, and the miniature earphones the size of mung beans in his ear sockets flashed blue light.

Suddenly there was the sound of the ignition wire shortening rapidly above the factory, tiny sparks splashed down, and only half a second later, the surrounding wet and greasy ground from one point to a large area suddenly burst into a scorching flame half a meter high.

"boom--"

The flames shot up into the sky, and black smoke billowed, engulfing the entire factory.

Meanwhile, outside the factory.

The red, yellow and blue lights staggered, and the sound of police sirens and firefighters mixed with the sirens of ambulances sounded sharply.

One after another.

The iron door was opened again.

(End of this chapter)