A Good Pregnancy With Counterattack Chapter 112

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Qu Cheng called again, and Xu Cinian never gave him a single response. The effect of the anesthetic needle came up, and he slept very deeply.

  

  "call……"

  After making sure that Xu Cinian would not wake up, Chief Qu Cheng sighed, slowly stretched out his hand, plucked a small piece of hair from his collar, and carefully put it into the transparent plastic bag prepared in advance.

  And there is another bag in his pocket, which is filled with a piece of cloth torn from Wowo's little quilted jacket, with the blood of the little guy remaining on it, which looks particularly dazzling in the quiet night.

  

  After collecting both things, he covered Xu Cinian's suit on Xu Cinian's body, and after gently supporting him against the handrail in the corridor, a man walked straight to a corner with no one on the side and took out his mobile phone.

  

  "A Si, come to the hospital now. I have something for you to show to Dean Sun. After the thing is delivered, he naturally knows what to do."

  

  The call lasted for a few seconds and then hung up, silent, no one noticed.

  Qu Cheng put away his phone and came back, put his arms around Xu Cinian, let him find a comfortable sleeping position on his body, and lowered his head and kissed his cheek.

  

  Peacock, since you don't want to tell me in person, I can only dig out the truth by myself.

  Looking up at the sweet sleeping nest on the monitor, Qu Cheng showed a warm and determined smile.

  

  ***

  

  The dark underground warehouse was surrounded by a circle of people, all holding guys in their hands, and their faces were full of death.

  The overhead chandelier flickered, revealing dim shadows on the ground, making the atmosphere more stagnant and terrifying.

  

  In the middle of the warehouse, there is a double-horned Huanghuali official hat chair. On the chair sits a tall and strong man, leaning on it with his feet upright, and a dagger in his hand. Two sturdy men stand behind him. The man in black was staring at the gate.

  

  At this time, the iron gate "creaked", and Ah Si dragged a man who was tied up with five flowers in, followed by a group of brothers.

  The tied man didn't seem to have any scars on his body, but when he was dragged forward, he pulled a long blood mark on the ground.

  

  "Brother Cheng, people have brought it."

  Ah Si threw the men on the ground and patted their hands. There was no wrinkle in the black suit on his body, and there was no blood stain on the white shirt. It was so clean that he didn't seem to have done such a thing.

  

  At this time, Qu Cheng lazily glanced at his head, staring at the man lying on the ground, "Isn't this still lifeless? Why did I forget the rules when I saw it?"

  

  The man clenched his teeth but didn't speak or move.

  A Si pulled his hair through, dragged him up, "kneel down."

  

  "I bother!"

  The man snorted disdainfully. As a result, Ah Sier didn’t say anything, and hit his knee socket with a kick. There was a crackling sound. The man screamed, "Ah", and fell to the ground in pain. To Qucheng.

  

  "If you want to kill, you have to do whatever you want! What do you mean by this method!? What do you mean by the eighteenth generation of your ancestor! Don't think that I am planted in your hands and you are great! Today, if you have the ability, you will die Me! Otherwise I will kill you if I catch the opportunity!"

  

  The man barked at Qu Cheng like a mad dog, his voice echoing throughout the warehouse.

  When he finally couldn't hold his scolding, and when he was so tired, Qu Cheng looked back at him, squinted his eyes and waved to the man next to him, "Palm mouth, since his mouth is so cheap, help him be honest. a little."

  

  The two strong bodyguards behind him walked over, and the man's body trembled subconsciously, "You...you dare...ah!"

  Before he could finish his words, he slapped his face with a heavy slap. He yelled in pain and his side was swollen immediately, but the two people next to him didn't mean to stop at all. One slapped the other. Man continued to make up, time after time, three or four slapped, his face was already swollen like a pig's head.

  

  "Ah! Ah!"

  He yelled in pain and dodged subconsciously. A person instantly grabbed his collar, and a person behind him continued to pump with his leg against his back.

  

  A mouthful of blood came out, four of his teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was full of blood.

  

  Qu Cheng waved his hand at this time, "Okay, it will be troublesome for you to play my'guest' to death. I am a good law-abiding citizen, so how can I commit a crime."

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