Another man said.

"Okay, I'm here."

As the man said, he pulled out Wang Qiao's earplugs and pulled off the cloth covered with his eyes.

The sound suddenly poured into my ears.

The sound of wind, the sound of water... is gone.

Wang Qiao was pulled out of the car by a man.

He looked around and found himself at the riverside.

This is... Huangpu River?

He should be in a certain urban-rural fringe in the suburbs now.

It was dark and tumbling nearby, with only lights on the other side of the river, and occasionally fireworks burst into the air, which was so beautiful.

The embankment where Wang Qiao stood was about three meters above the river water, and there was a vast Huangpu River water under his feet.

In the dark night, you occasionally see white waves.

The wind blew through Wang Qiao's body.

In the first month of the year, the chill was bone-bone.

"Plop!"

There was a muffled sound behind him.

Wang Qiao suddenly turned around and saw an old style sack thrown at his feet.

The sack kept squirming.

There is no doubt that there is the woman inside.

"Wang Qiao, there are several stones in this sack, which is enough to make her sink. Come on, it's your turn."

The man took out his cell phone and turned on the camera.

With the assistance of the flagship night vision function, everything is revealed.

He wants to record the entire process of Wang Qiao sinking the woman to the bottom of the Huangpu River.

Wang Qiao trembled all over.

Even when he was dreaming, he never thought that he would kill someone.

But now...

The man smiled: "Wang Qiao, if you want to follow Mr. Mi to do business and make Mr. Mi trust him, you will always have some blood on your hands."

"If we kill this woman, we will be a family. From now on, we will have to follow Mr. Mi to do things in a wholehearted manner."

Wang Qiao's heart was rumbling.

Kill this woman, he is a murderer.

Does he still have a future?

Mr. Mi?

No matter how powerful Mi Huayue is, one day he will be punished by law.

And his disaster is right in front of him.

The sack is still squirming, and the woman inside must be trying to survive.

However, Wang Qiao only thought about Lanxiang.

He failed Lanxiang too much and could not let Lanxiang get involved in this unpredictable disaster.

"Beauty, I'm sorry."

Wang Qiao gritted her teeth and said to the sack.

Then he suddenly leaned down, grabbed the sack, and dragged forward a few meters.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!