Chapter 369 You have grown up ([-])
Although he was held by two bodyguards at the shoulders, his whole body was tied up, and his hair was messy, Xia Xichen still did not have the aristocratic temperament. She stood upright, with confidence on her face, and seemed to glow in the dark.

It was this look of confidence that made Feng Zawachuan look very annoyed.

He walked over and pinched Xia Xichen's chin. He was slightly taller than Xia Xichen. He looked at him with lowered eyelids and said fiercely: "Xia Xichen, find out who is the prisoner now."

"Prisoner? Where did you get your confidence? Who said I would definitely lose?"

"You think you will have a chance if you get it in my hands."

Xia Xichen raised his head slightly and smiled sarcastically: "As long as I am alive, hope will be on my side. Also, even if I die, the people behind me will stand up and avenge me. You What? Who will be behind you? I am laughing at you, a lonely and pitiful person."

Lonely and pitiful?
Xia Xichen is good at controlling other people's emotions. No matter what time, he will always easily anger himself. It would be ridiculous if his emotions were controlled like this.

"It's almost dead, and it's still so stubborn."

Xia Xichen ignored him and said to himself: "You're pretty good at it. Are you so eager to kill the president so quickly?"

Feng Zakong was stunned for a while, asking Yao Xiaoke to kill the president happened yesterday. The news had not been made public yet. How could Xia Xichen know about it? Then he lowered his head and saw Xia Xichen playing with a seal on his handcuffed hands.

It is a seal that symbolizes the power of the president and approves all national affairs. It was taken from him after killing him. It was obviously on his body, so why was it in his hand?
When did he steal it? His hands were obviously handcuffed and he couldn't move. Could it be that when he approached him just now, this man was indeed very dangerous.

"You still haven't gotten rid of your habit of being a thief." Feng Zaichuan grabbed the thing in his hand.

"You still haven't gotten rid of your habit of being a robber." Xia Xichen smiled.

Feng Zawachuan slowly backed away, and then ordered: "Take him down."

The bodyguards held Xia Xichen's shoulders and continued walking to the basement.

Yao Xiaoke, who was behind him, never rushed out to stop him. He just clenched the dagger in his hand. His hatred for this man deepened. The hostility that could have been hidden was exposed and could no longer be hidden.

Feng Zhechuan turned back to look at Yao Xiaoke with a murderous look on his face, expecting that he would not dare to take action: "I advise you to think clearly before taking action. I hold two lives in my hands. If I die here, they will all have to fight for me. Buried with him."

Then he turned to the bodyguard and said, "Send him back to his room."

"Yes." The bodyguard bowed slightly, stood in front of Yao Xiaoke, bowed slightly, and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Yao Xiaoke glanced in the direction of the basement, then turned and went upstairs. Just as he reached the door, he was pushed into the room, and then the sound of locking came from outside the door.

He was startled, turned around and turned the door handle, but it couldn't be turned at all. Sure enough, the outside was locked. Did Feng Zawakawa already expect that he would go to the basement, so he locked himself here?Careless.

He held the door and took out a short knife to pick the door lock, but it was still useless. There was no other way to get out. Feng Zhechuan would not let Xia Xichen go. He remembered the torture instruments in the basement cage very clearly. What should he do now? Just do it.

(End of this chapter)

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