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Chapter 34 Triangle (3)
Song Zihe didn't want to say anything to him, but the current situation did have some things to explain to him clearly, not to mention Du Ning's polite gesture, he couldn't refuse him no matter what.

He took the key to open the door. For some reason, Wen Xinai next to him suddenly held his hand, but her eyes were fixed on Du Ning. When he looked over, she didn't say anything, but she just stared at Du Ning with A sudden fear.

He didn't understand where the sudden fear came from, but he held Wen Xin'ai's hand back as a comfort, and then opened the door with the other hand. The moment he opened the door, he seemed to hear Wen Xin'ai yell "Don't open!" , but it was too late to open, the door had already been pushed open, and at the same time, before he could react, Du Ning had thrown him down and punched him directly in the face.

The two subordinates behind Du Ning closed the door tacitly, and then went up to hold Song Zihe's hand that was about to push Du Ning away. Du Ning got up and said to them, "Hit me to death."

He couldn't tolerate such a thing happening. The woman he hadn't touched in the past ten years actually gave Song the first chance. When did he, Du Ning, suffer such a disadvantage?He hid very well just now, and killed him as soon as he opened the door. He gritted his teeth, and then leaned forward and kicked Song Zihe a few times.

Maybe only Wen Xinai discovered his hidden anger just now, because she was too familiar with this person, but she didn't know that he would do it, she just sensed the danger, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Song Zihe's face was covered in blood in a blink of an eye, and he had no power to fight back. Wen Xin'ai knew that it was useless to call out at this time, because she had seen Du Ning's men kill a person in a few strokes. Everyone was trembling, but he had already moved to the small table by the sofa, and then quickly grabbed the fruit knife on the small table and pointed it at his neck.

"Stop, or I'll cut it off." She yelled at Du Ning, the blade was already attached to the skin, and the skin sank slightly when her hands trembled.

She was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, but Du Ning had to stop. He squinted his eyes and saw the knife in Wen Xin'ai's hand gleaming coldly. He slowly raised his head and said to the two subordinates, "Stop."

When he was talking, his eyes were still looking at Wen Xin'ai, with a smile on his face, and he slowly approached Wen Xin'ai: "What are you doing? You will only make me angrier, Wen Xin'ai, how can I not be as good as you?" He, you want to do this to me?"

Wen Xin'ai just backed away until there was no way to go back, and she was against the backward wall.

"If you let her go, I'll go with you. Whatever you want, I'll listen to you." She said earlier that she would hurt Song Zihe, but Wen Xinai wished she could really cut herself off. She hated Du Ning so much, She hated that he always used this method to hurt others, and he was indeed the person she once depended on, as close as her own family. She looked at Song Zihe who was lying motionless on the ground, and her heart ached. He didn't doubt that Du Ning would kill him. She couldn't take it anymore, she knelt on the floor and shouted, "Please, Du Ning, I beg you, let him go."

This is not where Du Ning usually lives, but a run-down hotel in the suburbs. Since Du Ning made his fortune by committing crimes, he usually only appears in high-end hotels and high-end entertainment venues. He disdains such places, so the current The situation made Wen Xinai feel that she was taking refuge.

"The plane at five o'clock today, you leave here." After leaving with Du Ning, Du Ning only said this and ignored her. It's just that it's okay to be angry, instead of ignoring it like it is now.

He left her in the room, and had been discussing something with his subordinates in the outside room. He didn't appear again until after three o'clock, and just said coldly, "I'll take you to the airport."

She said she would listen to him, so she obediently followed him out of the hotel and got into a semi-old Poussin.

The car was not driving fast. He lit a cigarette, opened the window, pressed the steering wheel with one hand, and stretched out the hand holding the cigarette. Wen Xinai didn't dare to speak all the time. The red light ahead stopped the car. Du Ning Throwing the cigarette butt away, he lit another one, which was already the third one.

"Don't smoke so much." Wen Xinai looked at his side face, still pale, the unshaven stubble left heavy blue shadows on his chin, he really rarely looked like this, so decadent.

"It turns out that you still care about me." He sneered, and still cared about me and lit the cigarette, "It's not very good for me to smoke so much. If you smoke to death, you just happen to be with that Song."

"Don't say that."

"Then what should I say," his voice suddenly became louder, "I treat you so preciously, without touching you with a single finger, how did you treat me?" He threw away the cigarette butt, He reached out to Wen Xin'ai and grabbed her throat.

The red marks on her neck hadn't disappeared yet, and the ambiguity made him grit his teeth and tighten his grip: "I have the heart to strangle you to death, Wen Xin loves you hard enough."

The sudden movement made Wen Xinai pinched her throat before she could react, and her breathing gradually became difficult. She subconsciously wanted to pull away Du Ning's hand, but she had no strength at all. , but for some reason there was moisture in his eyes, which slipped from the corners of his eyes when he was staring at Wen Xin'ai, Wen Xin'ai was startled, and the struggling hand dropped, letting him pinch her neck.

The blood rushed to his head, and he felt that his head was about to burst. Du Ning frowned and gritted his teeth fiercely, but gradually, the strength in his hand loosened, and finally dropped down. Looking at Wen Xin'ai, it seemed that he had just pinched It was his own neck, he was breathing rapidly, his face was very close to Wen Xin'ai, and he repeated the sentence in a hoarse voice: "Wen Xin'ai, are you worthy of me?"

The horns at the back of the car had already sounded loudly, and he finally let go of Wen Xin'ai and continued driving.

The car became dull, Wen Xinai coughed lightly as she pressed her throat, her heart ached because of Song Zihe's eyes just now, she couldn't be indifferent to Du Ning, it was like a family involved, if she said she was completely alone , then Du Ning is her only family member, so even if he kills, commits drugs, and commits heinous crimes, she can't see him getting hurt or sad.

She tugged at her clothes, and thought of Song Zihe being beaten with blood all over her face in the morning. After all, there was nothing they could do between them. Song Zihe was implicated.

"Let's go together, Du Ning, as long as you are willing to let go of everything in your hands, I don't want anything." She said in a low voice, as if she had made up her mind.

But Du Ning didn't answer. After a long while, he lit another cigarette and said coldly, "Are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

People were coming and going at the airport, and Wen Xinai was empty-handed. She followed behind Du Ning. At first, she just walked slowly, but when she passed a counter selling local products, Du Ning turned around and held Wen Xinai back. The place is crowded.

"What's going on?" Wen Xin'ai already felt that something was wrong.

"You can't get on the plane. They already know your itinerary." In this way, Wen Xin'ai might fall into someone else's hands as soon as he got off the plane. "Damn it!" The gun in his arms, maybe the other party dare not do it on such an occasion, but maybe in some hidden place, a black hole is pointed at him, because he has done this before, the silenced pistol, the public The next shot is the best time to make a move. When the opponent falls to the ground and is in chaos, he will leave the field calmly.

He frowned, he didn't expect that the underworld had run into a wall with Chen Guaizi for so long, he didn't kill Chen Guaizi, and he always gave him the upper hand, it seemed that something was wrong, but he didn't There is no time left to think.

He took Wen Xin'ai's bag all the way and hurried away. After walking for a while, he saw the staff in front, let go of Wen Xin'ai's hand and said: "Go to the staff, just say that your luggage is lost, and then call the fat man and ask him to leave." Come to pick you up, remember, don’t leave those staff before the fat man comes.”

"What about you?" Wen Xinai hurriedly grabbed Du Ning's arm again.

"I will be safer without you." At this time, if Wen Xinai is with him, he will only be unable to open his arms and legs, and if he leaves, he will attract those people away. He handed her his mobile phone and couldn't help it when he retracted his hand. He stroked her hair, stroked the tattoo with his fingertips, lingered on it for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Wen Xin liked to watch him disappear into the crowd, she clenched her phone tightly, and turned to look for the staff not far behind her. As soon as she turned around, she heard the commotion in the crowd behind her. She turned her head and saw that the two staff members had passed her to Running to the commotion, she followed up involuntarily, and saw a man lying on the ground with a dagger stabbed in his chest, it wasn't Du Ning.

(End of this chapter)