Liao Weijian (jian) smiled and untied his belt in slow motion, walking like Murphy step by step.
"Scared?"
"No." Murphy squirmed her lips, but couldn't utter a syllable.
Seeing the man gradually walking away from him, Murphy knew that he must be dead this time, so he closed his eyes in confession.
As soon as Liao Wei's hand opened Morphy's zipper, someone kicked the door open from the outside, punched the black-faced bodyguard, and rushed in with a gun.
Liao Wei was completely frightened, knelt on the ground, holding his head, "Don't kill me, I will give you all the money."
"No hands are allowed."
Murphy raised his eyelids and saw Nan Fengxiao walk in from the outside with a cold face, very haggard.
Nan Fengxiao, he really came and came to save her.
"Get all out of me." The moment Nan Fengxiao saw Murphy, he immediately took off his jacket, covered Murphy's scarred body, and shouted at all the bodyguards.
"Quickly come out." Lei Ting immediately stepped forward, pulled Liao Wei out, and exited the room in a panic.
Charles shook his head and said word by word in crappy English: "It's too miserable. Look at it like this, 80% of it has been ruined."
As soon as Charles finished speaking, Nan Fengxiao threw a stern look at him. Charles touched the earrings with a guilty conscience, twitched the corners of his mouth, and left the room quickly.
Spoiled? Did the brute touch her
At this moment, Morphy was held in his arms by Nan Feng Xiao, unable to use any strength, as long as he spoke, it would pull the wound on his face.
"South wind whistle." After trying hard to resist the pain, Murphy called out these three words, but exhausted all the strength of his body, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.
"That bastard hit you, I must fucking abolish him." Nan Fengxiao raised his hand, but didn't dare to touch Murphy. Her body and face were all scars, so he didn't dare to do it.
Nan Feng Xiao wrapped Murphy up, hugged him, and walked out with a gloomy expression, his eyes flashing hostility.
Thunder immediately opened the door.
"Brother Nan, what should I do with these people? Give it to the police or?" Lei Ting asked.
Nan Fengxiao glanced at Liao Wei, who was trembling with fright, and the squat, who was holding his head in a row, coldly spit out a sentence: "He, I will deal with it myself, and the rest, kill."
Charles didn't have many unusual expressions, he was very indifferent. On the contrary, it was Thunder, looking at Nan Feng Xiao in surprise.
Kill all
"Brother Nan, it might be very troublesome to kill them all." Lei Ting reminded carefully.
After a visual inspection, Liao Wei had ten followers before, and all of them were killed. It would be very difficult for the police to investigate them.
"What I say, do you take the wind in your ears?"
Nan Feng Xiao hugged Murphy tightly, kicked it fiercely at Thunder, and snarled in a low voice, "I said kill, and he/mother will take care of it for me."
"Howl." Charles hurriedly pulled Thunder to one side. For the first time he saw Nan Feng Xiao's irritation like this, as if he was about to kill Thunder.
This group of people touched his bottom line and had no chance of survival.
This is how the south wind screams, cruel and cruel, leaving no room.
"I'll stay to help you deal with it, and I won't leave any clues," Charles said.
Nan Fengxiao glanced at him, then looked at Murphy, who had been unconscious, and got into the car indifferently.
Charles is not on the road for a day or two, he is relieved to deal with things.
Thunder leaned towards Charles before getting into the driver's seat.