In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

The leading man was very vigilant, holding up his dagger in a blocking gesture, and carefully walked around the body and walked inside.

Song Jinhe was hiding behind the door at this moment. He took out the Tang sword and killed him with one strike. The man following him saw something was wrong and was about to run away, but was hit by something cold and hard on the back of his head.

"You take one more step and 'bang' your head will explode."

Song Jinhe's voice was a little hoarse, but it did not lack intimidation at all.

The man carefully threw the dagger in his hand to the ground, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and turned around carefully.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"

He seemed to surrender, but the moment he turned around, he reached out to hold Song Jinhe's wrist. However, the hand he extended out was cut off directly, and blood continued to flow out, hitting the tiles on the ground drop by drop.

"If it weren't for keeping you alive, you would already be a dead person."

Song Jinhe looked at him shaking in pain and sneered.

"Ah! You bitch, I'll kill you!"

The man lost one of his hands and rushed forward with eyes wide open, wanting to die with Song Jinhe, but the next moment he was kicked to the ground by her.

"Both of your brothers are dead. Do you really think I'm a vegetarian? How dare you come up to me?"

Song Jinhe kicked him one after another, and finally grabbed the stainless steel thermos cup on the coffee table and knocked him unconscious.

After finishing all this, she looked at the dirty ground and scratched her head irritably.

It's full of blood, it's not easy to clean up.

She took out a hemp rope from the space and tied the fainted man into a rice dumpling. Then she hummed a little tune and threw the two bodies in the bedroom into the storage room nearby.

Surrounded by the eyes and ears of all forces, it would be bad to just throw the corpse out. It would be better to stand still, at least to create the illusion of peace.

After packing everything, she cleaned up the blood on the ground. Smelling the strong smell of blood in the house, she took out the air freshener and sprayed it a few times.

After making himself a cup of hot tea, Song Jinhe lay on the sofa boredly and continued reading, not caring at all about the fainted man lying on the ground.

In fact, there must be traces of the origins of these three people. It was simply that a certain force felt that she had some connection with Jiang Cixu and planned to kidnap her and compete with Jiang Cixu in the ring.

It's just that this group of people didn't look very well, and they actually treated her like a weak little sheep. In the end, they gave her three heads for free.

Song Jinhe drank tea from his cup, and the man who fell on the ground slowly woke up.

"It hurts, oh fuck!"

He originally wanted to break free of the rope, but his right hand had already been cut off, and the broken section was unconsciously rubbed hard by the hemp rope. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted again.

"Hey, wake up!"

Song Jinhe's voice rose: "How do you feel after a good sleep? Are the floor tiles still comfortable?"

The man was in no mood to argue with her. One of his hands was broken. He had lost a lot of blood and was already a little top-heavy. What he was thinking about now was how to save his life.

It doesn't matter if his hand falls off, but if his life is gone, he really can't survive.

After finally surviving three rounds of natural disasters, he didn't want to die in the hands of a woman.

"How about you let me go and I tell you who asked me to come?"

His voice trembled, and the pain prevented him from saying a complete sentence, and he expressed his meaning intermittently.

Song Jinhe placed the cup in his hand on the coffee table and shook his head helplessly: "Not very good.

Even if I don't let you go, I can still make you tell the truth. "

Hearing what she said, the man couldn't help but shudder.

She is a devil, she looks like an angel, but she is actually scarier than a devil.

"The fight between you has nothing to do with me. I also take money from others to do things for them. If they hadn't ordered me, I would never come to harm you.

If you let me go, I can serve as a witness to help you identify those who want to harm you and bring them to justice! "

The man opened his mouth to discuss with Song Jinhe excitedly, but the other party's attitude remained lukewarm.

"Don't say it so nicely, can you help me identify who it is? Don't you know that you are also a cannon fodder?

The person you are contacting is probably just a little guy. With such a little person, you can't catch the real backer behind him.

And you are just a little cannon fodder who was sent here to find out my details. If you can successfully capture me, it will be a big help to them, and they will naturally not do anything to you.

But are you sure that if you catch me, you three can live safely in Jiang Cixu's hands?

And you didn't catch me. The people who sent you just happened to be able to find out the depth of my strength, so that they can find ways to deal with me in the future, but they will not come to save you.

It's ridiculous. You've been sold out and you still think you're a treasure? Do you really think you can get around it like a fish in water? "

The lie that deceived him was exposed by Song Jinhe on the spot. The man lay on the floor like a lifeless fish, looking at the ceiling numbly.

No wonder he was paid so much. He was given 10 kilograms of grain for the deposit alone, and he was told that he would be given 30 kilograms more after completing the task.

It turned out that they had already thought that he had no life to get the 30 kilograms of grain. Even if it was really given to him, he would die immediately in Jiang Cixu's hands without even having a chance to eat the 30 kilograms of grain.

This is not recruiting a killer, it is clearly looking for someone to be a scapegoat.

The man was desperate. Song Jinhe looked at his numb and dull expression and felt bored. He sat on the sofa and sipped tea quietly.

It is true that this man alone cannot find out the real culprit who wants to harm her, but he is not without any use.

Follow the clues and there are traces to follow in all transactions.

Song Jinhe is very patient. She knows that the forces in the base are complicated, and she also knows that there may be more than one person who wants to harm her.

But so what? She would retaliate against anyone who attacked her, letting them know that she was not someone to be trifled with.

Taking her time, she wanted to see who could outplay whom.

Because of the arrival of these three people, Song Jinhe did not dare to stay in the room to rest for fear that he would be assassinated after falling asleep.

She sat and waited in the living room all night, but never waited for Cheng Qianhuai to come back.

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she did not feel too uneasy or scared.

Song Jinhe has never been a weak little white flower who needs a man's protection. Even if Cheng Qianhuai is not around, she is enough to deal with those malicious looks on her own.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, she probably understood that Cheng Qianhuai was probably stuck on the mission and would not be able to come back, so she simply put up the protective cover.