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FTLN 0692 I'm not arrogant.
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This time, behind the door were a dozen men with different skin colors, ragged clothes, ugly looks and messy hair.
Each of these men were restrained by electronic iron shackles. Their eyes were glaring, bloodshot, and their mouths were drooling. When they saw Su Qingxue, every man's eyes began to glow with enthusiasm!
"Song Xinghe, what do you mean?" Su Qingxue asked coldly.
"Haha, Miss Su, this group of homeless people have been imprisoned here for more than a week. They have been injected with enough drugs every day, but no woman can satisfy them...
You said, such a group of animals, can they not let their eyes shine when they see a beautiful woman like you? "Song Xinghe smiled distortedly.
"This is the purpose of your arresting me?" Su Qingxue still remained calm, "Do you think I will let you succeed?"
Song Xinghe leisurely picked up a camera from the side, and said: "Of course I know that Miss Su is a chaste woman, even if she dies, she won't let herself be defiled by a group of tramps...
But, you can resist when you are sober, if you are not sober... but not necessarily..."
As soon as the voice fell, Song Xinghe's hand pulled out an anesthesia gun from behind, and immediately shot a medicine needle at Su Qingxue!
…
Huahai, Ivy Orphanage, the gate is locked.
In Dean Li's office, Song Xinghe, wearing a black leather jacket, lay leaning on a chair, looking at the laptop screen on the table.
On the screen, what was playing was the scene inside the submarine. Seeing Su Qingxue's situation, Song Xinghe had a look of expectation in his eyes.
Tong Huizhen was wearing a black slim sweater and black leather pants, with a sexy and mature figure very attractive.
The woman knelt on the ground, knocking on Song Xinghe's leg, doing a massage, "Master, did this Ye Fan count?"
"Huh, didn't you hear what he said on the phone? Just like I thought, he should have installed something like a tracker on Su Qingxue, or somehow he wanted to find it through satellites or something. The seat of our submarine.
He thought that the hostages were on the high seas and wanted to go to the airport to take a plane, fly to the high seas, and then drive over with a pirate ship, saving them all at once...
It's just a pity, not to mention whether he can find our submarine. Even if he finds it, the hostages will not be there... He still has to listen to me..."
"Then master, what should we do next?" Tong Huizhen asked with a smile.
"Of course, while Ye Fan was not in Huahai, he went to the Yunyun Club to control his other women. He gathered all the women in one place, which was convenient for me...
When the time comes, when he comes back from the sea, he will find that all his other women are also in my hands! "Song Xinghe laughed loudly.
"But... Didn't Ye Fan send a lot of people to protect those women", Tong Huizhen frowned.
Song Xinghe kicked Tong Huizhen in the chest and knocked the woman to the ground. "Fool, what do you know? Why do you have to fight them head-on
We have hundreds of small miscellaneous hairs from the orphanage as hostages, I don’t believe it, let them get out of the girls, they can hold back...
If they dare to let me wait for a minute, I will shoot one small miscellaneous hair, two minutes to two... They can wait until Ye Fan comes back, then all the children here will die! "
Tong Huizhen stared at Song Xinghe blankly, seeing the crazy flame in the man's eyes, she couldn't help feeling a little scared.
At this moment, outside the office door, a sigh came...
"Song Xinghe... You are really hopeless."
Hearing this sound, Song Xinghe was agitated and looked out suddenly.
"Ye Fan!?"
I saw that Ye Fan's figure walked in from outside, standing at the door looking at him sinkingly.
"You... You... Didn't your plane go to the high seas!? Why are you here!?" Song Xinghe's eyes widened.
Ye Fan said blankly: "I just went to the airport and watched the plane take off. Which one of your eyes saw me getting on the plane..."
Song Xinghe and Tong Huizhen were both stunned. They didn't really see Ye Fan getting on the plane. They just tapped the phone and assumed that he was in a hurry to get on the plane!
"I searched for an afternoon, but I didn't expect you to be here. You would really pick a place. This is the so-called most dangerous place, and the safest place," Ye Fan sighed.
Song Xinghe swallowed his saliva and said, "You...you thought you could let me take hostage if you lied to me? Don't forget, Su Qingxue is in my hands! Don't you care about Su Qingxue?!"
"Really? Are you sure?" Ye Fan showed a weird smile...
…
Inside the Galaxy submarine.
Originally thought that with this shot, Su Qingxue would definitely fall, but things didn't go as smoothly as Song Xinghe thought.
At the moment the anesthesia needle was shot, Su Qingxue quickly dodged backwards!
Song Xinghe was stunned. Seeing Su Qingxue's dexterity, she frowned and said, "I didn't expect Miss Su to have this ability."
Su Qingxue sneered: "Just like you, you still want to fascinate me?"
Song Xinghe's eyes were fierce, and he shot Su Qingxue again with several shots, but he couldn't hit any part of Su Qingxue.
From Song Xinghe's point of view, this was unbelievable. Even if Su Qingxue had practiced internal skills, when did her body and consciousness become so good
"Damn..." Song Xinghe dropped the anesthesia gun without saying a word, and pounced on Su Qingxue!
His fighting style is exactly the same as that of the bionic Zhang Ziyu, and he seems to be full of battlefield special forces' techniques of defeating the enemy, and his attack is aimed at Su Qingxue's vitals!
After Su Qingxue dodged the first wave of offensive with a backflip, she dodged around the room, just to prevent Song Xinghe from touching it.
"Your own bionics, like other bionics, should use all kinds of data to write combat skills into intelligent programs, and write them in your heads!
You are smart enough to know that the internal strength of the ancient martial artist can not be reflected through data, and the effect of ancient martial arts will be poor.
The simplest, rude and effective thing is the combat skills of special forces, which are transformed into data and input into the brain. I really have ideas..."
Su Qingxue dodged, while still commenting leisurely.
Song Xinghe made more than 30 moves, but he couldn't catch Su Qingxue, and Su Qingxue had plenty of energy, but didn't fight back, so he finally realized that something was wrong...
He stood still abruptly and looked up and down Su Qingxue, a circle of light appeared inside his eyeballs, as if scanning Su Qingxue's something.
Suddenly, Song Xinghe exclaimed: "You are not Su Qingxue!? Who are you!?"
"Ah? What do you mean, I am not Su Qingxue, am I still Su Zhongxue?" the woman chuckled.
"Su Qingxue's height is between 1.68 to 1.67 meters, and your height in high heels does not reach this standard. You are not Su Qingxue!!" Song Xinghe was very angry. He felt that he had been fooled. !
From the very beginning, this fake Su Qingxue was delaying his time!
"It's a pity... I still want to play more."
As soon as the woman tore one side of her cheek, a human skin mask was torn off, revealing a beautiful face that was round and jade, it was a foggy night!