In a remote corner of an abandoned corridor.

Fu Qiu pulled a rope and tied Uncle Li tightly.

In order to regain face, Fu Qiu immediately raised his own questions.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Let me ask you, why don't you set up a few more safe houses? And then bribe the hotel lobby greeters..."

Uncle Li's eyes were blank and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Isn’t it cost-effective and effortless to set up a safe house?

Just rent a house and call it a safe house. Otherwise, why would he arrange a safe house in advance?

And bribe the welcome guests?

Everyone under his command can betray him, let alone those who have not committed crimes with him.

You must know that you have experience on the road. When you are running away, you must be careful about the hotel and don't stay in random places.

Because of the police's arrest warrant and reward, this group of people are the most enthusiastic.

With Uncle Li's worth, a reward of hundreds of thousands is not much.

But, can he use so much money to buy Yingbin?

And he bribed a few welcome guests just to send a message to himself, telling him who the traitor was?

How much money does he have?

He is not a big organization, and he has a traitor under his command.

The first thing you should do is run away, not kill the traitor or make a comeback.

As for traitors, as long as they are caught, anyone can become a traitor.

As for his subordinates, he is ready to run away. Does he still care about his subordinates?

After a while, Uncle Li made his thoughts clear.

Fu Qiu is a little disbelieving. His analysis is too profound and unpredictable.

It seems that Uncle Li's realm is not high enough, let alone his prediction.

Xiaoye on the side has already covered her mouth and laughed. Compared to my Uncle Li, who is still confused now, she is now the best at catching the point of laughter.

"Okay, friend, please make a price. How can you let me go?" Uncle Li begged for mercy.

Fu Qiu smiled: "How much can you offer?"

"One million!" Uncle Li said.

"Only one million?"

Before Fu Qiu could speak, Xiaoye stopped. She shook her head, looking very dissatisfied.

Fu Qiu also agreed: "You have been the king of thieves for so many years, and this is what you do? It seems that you don't take your life too seriously."

With a twist of his hand, Fu Qiu removed one of his arms.

Ouch!

A scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life." Uncle Li quickly begged for mercy.

Fu Qiu looked at him: "If you say anything again, the other arm will be removed for you."

His voice suddenly stopped and sweat broke out on Uncle Li's forehead.

"I'm done with it, I'm done with it, just tell me the number."

Fu Qiu looked at Xiaoye: "You come and ask for it. Anyway, 30% of it is yours."

Xiaoye's eyes were a little excited and she started bargaining with Uncle Li, while Fu Qiu gave her physical support.

Finally, five million was settled, but Uncle Li said that he had been squeezed dry and had no money left.

Xiaoye stretched out his hand: "Tell me, where is the money?"

"There is also a safe room in the bank. I will take you to pick it up."

"No, safe house, let's go by ourselves. I'll get the card myself. Give me the password and I'll go by myself."

Uncle Li was a little unwilling to do so. He had no choice but to honestly explain the password corresponding to the card number and the location of the safe house where the money was stored.

Fu Qiu looked at him with a smile: "The password is correct, right?"

"That's right, that's right..." Uncle Li quickly shook his head in denial.

Seeing his denial, Fu Qiu stretched out a finger and made a 'shush' gesture: "You think about it carefully before you speak. I'll knock you out later and leave it here. If the money is enough, we'll turn around and leave. If there's not enough money, we'll leave."

, if I come back again, don’t even think about waking up.”

Upon hearing this, Uncle Li assured him again: "Don't worry, it's all true."

Fu Qiu smiled: "I hope so. Okay, let me do a magic trick for you."

"Magic?" Uncle Li was stunned for a moment.

When he raised his head, the dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at his chest.

"Don't, don't!" Uncle Li panicked instantly.

"I still have money. You said you would let me go. You have to be trustworthy."

Fu Qiu no longer wanted to argue.

Let Uncle Li take the rest of the money underground and use it.

"I didn't agree to let you go. What Xiaoye said was not mine."

He pulled the trigger without mercy.

Bang bang!

Under the cover of the silencer, the gunshot was not too loud.

Two bullets completely penetrated Uncle Li's chest.

Looking at the dead body in front of him, Xiaoye's expression suddenly changed, his legs became a little weak, and he fell to the ground. He looked at Fu Qiu with fear in his eyes.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you the money."

Fu Qiu put away his gun, squatted down, held Xiaoye's chin with his hand, and smiled.

"I have always made a promise, and I will give it to you without missing a penny."

…

In the hotel, Xiaoye looked very charming. Wearing only a black suspender top, she walked out of the bathroom with her bulging chest and cat steps.

She has been exercising all year round, so her thighs and calves are fair and slender, and there is almost no trace of fat on her body, but some muscle lines, which is absolutely stunning.

Her hair was spread out, and water droplets hung on her body, like water hibiscus. Between movement and stillness, she looked sexy and sultry.

From time to time, Fu Qiu also walked out of the bathroom in a daze, with scratches on his chest and back.

The war in the bathroom just now was still very fierce.

Before, they went to more than ten banks, cash machines, and safe houses to withdraw money.

After that, the two did not separate.

Fu Qiu took Xiaoye directly to the hotel to relax.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

Xiao Ye blew her hair and glanced at Fu Qiu charmingly.

You’ve already fallen asleep and you’re just saying this?

"Ye Xin."

Fu Qiu nodded: "Ye Xin, what a great name, let me help you pronounce it."

With that said, Fu Qiu grabbed the electric fan and started blowing it for Ye Xin. The blower gradually moved down, spread it, and dried the water.

"Do you want to die!"

Ye Xin flirted.

Fu Qiu pounced violently, whipped his whip, and threw him down on the bed.

"Look, wait a minute, who will die!"

Played and played for a while.

He asked Ye Xin to put on white stockings.

There is a saying that if you want your naked body to be more exposed, the best way is to put her in a pair of white socks.

Over the years, Fu Qiu's taste has gradually become more refined.

"Where did you get your socks?"
To be continued...