Dark clouds weighed down, the wind was bitter, and on the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, another cold wave swept across Yandu.

Compared with the bright lights in the distance, the old city in the North District is like a dead city, dilapidated and barren.

At the end of last year, the last resident here moved out completely, and the demolition officially started after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

At 12:50 in the morning, Sheng Xinghan got out of the car and walked towards the abandoned garbage incineration station in the dark.

Many of the old houses around have had their roofs removed, the roads are full of potholes, and piles of garbage and construction waste.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, even stray cats and dogs will not come here.

The chimney of the waste incineration station stood tall, and Sheng Xinghan felt a strong killing intent when he walked in.

In this deadly silence where only the wind could be heard passing through the hall, the sound of Sheng Xinghan's footsteps seemed particularly abrupt.

Go up the stairs along the steps, and stand on the edge of the black burning pit without going any further.

The deep pit in front of him seemed to be an abyss, and if one accidentally fell into it, it would be enough to perish forever.

Suddenly a blinding light came on, and Sheng Xinghan narrowed his eyes.

After a while, after getting used to the light, he opened his eyes and saw the person across from him. Mr. Sheng was sitting in a wheelchair, with darkness behind him.

In addition to the darkness, there are still countless people ambushing in invisible places.

"I'm here, where is she?" Sheng Xinghan's voice was chilling.

When Old Master Sheng saw Sheng Xinghan coming alone, his crooked and distorted features burst out with incomparably ferocious hatred.

This little bastard tricked him really hard.

If Shen An hadn't rescued him in time and told him the truth, he really thought that Sheng Xinghan had no feelings for Jiang Miao.

Almost, he missed a good opportunity, and really gave up the century-old foundation of the Sheng family.

Thinking of this, old master Sheng's hatred became even stronger.

Old Master Sheng took a dark look.

Shen An stepped forward and said sarcastically, "Didn't you say you didn't care about Jiang Miao, why did you come here alone?"

A flash of disdain flashed in Sheng Xinghan's eyes, "Who knew the old man was so easy to deceive."

Old Master Sheng gasped for breath and cursed inarticulately.

Shen An played with the dagger in his hand, "Unfortunately, your calculations are still in vain. Now Jiang Miao's life or death depends on your choice."

"I know what the old man wants. If you let him go, I can give it to you."

Dark sarcasm: "Yo, now you are generous."

"Then spit out all the shares you took from the Sheng family."

"Yes." Sheng Xinghan replied very simply.

Old Master Sheng snorted coldly, he raised his trembling hand, and a person hiding in the dark came out with a contract.

Shen secretly said: "Sign the share transfer contract now."

"can."

Sheng Xinghan still didn't hesitate for a second.

Pick up a pen and quickly sign your name on the contract.

Shen An reminded: "I haven't pressed the fingerprint yet."

Sheng Xinghan picked up the dagger handed by the other party, the blade slid across his fingertips, blood flowed out, and he pressed a scarlet handprint on his name without changing his expression.

"Okay, I want to see Jiang Miao."

With a dark hehe.

"That's not enough. You are the ninth master. You have so much power in your hands. As long as you think about it, can't you take away these things from the Sheng family at any time?"

Sheng Xinghan clenched his hands: "Then what do you want?"

"Xue Qinghe, Lu Yan, just your right-hand men, as long as you order now to kill them all, you will be able to see Jiang Miao."

"Impossible." Sheng Xing refused coldly.

"Then don't you care about Jiang Miao's life? If you really care about her, are Xue Qinghe and Lu Yan important to you?"

He said in a dark voice: "Don't forget, the reason why Jiang Miao was tied up was not all because of you."

As soon as his voice fell, something suddenly fell from the air. The falling speed was extremely fast, and when he was about to fall into the deep pit, he stopped suddenly.

The moment he saw clearly what was floating in mid-air, Sheng Xing's cold and indifferent eyes trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward and stop before stepping into the deep pit.

Jiang Miao's thin and thin body was swinging in the air, and the thin rope on her wrist had already worn out the flesh, as if it was about to tighten the flesh.

With the shaking of the body, the rope seemed to be broken at any time.

Jiang Miao lowered her head, her eyes were closed, her pale face was bruised, and she had fallen into a coma.

Sheng Xinghan's heart was clenched violently, and the pain spread to his limbs.

Shen raised his eyebrows, seemingly very proud.

"Take a good look at Jiang Miao. Since she was tied up until now, she hasn't had a single drop of water, and now she's only breathing. If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have to suffer at all."

Sheng Xinghan's eyes were bloodshot, like a caged animal.

Even though he has supernatural power, he can't break free from the shackles of the cage.

His reaction made Old Master Sheng very happy, Jiang Miao was indeed the one who could restrain him the most.

With Jiang Miao here, are you afraid that Sheng Xinghan will make some waves?

Sheng Xinghan gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, I will do what you say, as long as you let her go, but if she dies, you, me, everyone, no one will be able to live."

If it was before, Old Master Sheng would have been frightened by Sheng Xinghan.

But not now.

Sheng Xinghan's threat was useless to him.

His cloudy eyes were ferocious and proud: "Nie... Nie, kneel... down..."

Kneeling on the ground, Sheng Xinghan knew that Old Master Sheng wanted to escape all the humiliation he had done to him, so he knelt down very simply, without any hesitation.

"I'm right here, I'll do whatever revenge you want, old man."

Shen An: "Let someone kill Xue Qinghe and Lu Yan first, otherwise, there is no need for us to continue talking."

Sheng Xinghan gritted his teeth tightly.

"I can make them go abroad now, so that they will never come back in their life."

Shen Shen shook his head: "But we don't believe you, you are the ninth master, they are not dead, how can you cut off your left and right arms?"

Sheng Xinghan showed pain on his face: "I can break their hands and feet, as long as they live."

Shen An clicked his tongue, shook his head and said, "You don't seem to see the current situation clearly."

Suddenly there was a piercing sound above his head.

"Master Sheng... You can see clearly, now you are not qualified to bargain here!"

Sheng Xinghan raised his head, and saw a person lying on his stomach above the rope hanging Jiang Miao. He was thin and squat, like a huge mouse lying on the rope.

He holds a knife in his hand, ready to cut the rope at any time.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut the rope right now. Do you know what's in the deep pit below? Thousands of rats."

"They have been hungry for a long time. Your wife's skin is tender and tender. They like it the most."

"I'll count to three, if you talk nonsense again, I'll cut the rope right now..."

"three two……"

Sheng Xinghan closed his eyes in pain, his voice trembling: "Okay... I promise..."

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