Sitting in the cabin, Li Qiao took off her earphone and looked at the dark valley. She twisted her eyebrows and walked out of the cabin.

Shangyu has the right to use the whole Nanyang Mountain, so What's this for?

Such an endless Valley is dark and windless, but it is empty.

It was only three minutes before and after that. The thunder rolled and whispered, and they fell down, wetting their shoulders in an instant.

No one held an umbrella, and Li Qiao didn't make a sound.

Suddenly, a strong searchlight flashed from the height of the valley, making the dark valley as bright as day.

Li Qiao squints uncomfortably and takes a closer look -

in the front view, there is a square table and a round chair, in which Shang Yu sits with folded legs, arms bent over the edge of the table, hands There's a gun.

The golden and cold fuselage is shining with fragmentary light, which adds a bit of cold and gloomy momentum to the dark night.

That's The same desert eagle as her.

And behind the man, is a serious face, hands across the moon and rain.

Looking to the left, a few meters away from the square table, the two rows of bodyguards were as majestic as a rainbow.

Strange Valley, strange scene.

What puzzled Li Qiao was Shang Yu's expression at the moment.

I've known him for a long time. I've never seen him so evil and evil.

The gun was stroked by his slender fingers. It was a very ordinary action, but it was full of murderous spirit.

Li Qiao twisted her eyebrows and stepped over the wet lawn. After two steps, the man opened his lips slowly and said, "stop."

Li Qiao doesn't move, "Yan ye?"

At this time, the rain kept falling, Li Qiao's hair and shoulders were wet.

It's the same with business, and it's the same with everyone.

A gust of night wind suddenly whistling past, blowing the rain line, but also more let the valley filled with the smell of terror.

Li Qiao blinked and looked at the place where the wind came. Then she found that not far behind Shang Yu, an iron door embedded in the mountain was slowly opening.

The passage inside the iron gate was deep, and then two men were brought out by four bodyguards.

The two rows of lights on both sides of the air raid shelter are similar to the old ones.

At this time, the two men who were brought out hobbled to Shangyu.

One of them shivered and knelt on the ground tremblingly, "Yan ye, please spare my life. I'm wrong, really Wrong. "

Li Qiao flashed, her eyes sank.

She remembers him, the man who knelt in front of him and begged for mercy when he first met Shang Yu at the Royal Hotel.

Also The murderer who killed Qingyu.

Li Qiao's fingertips curled up beside her, her eyes blurred by the rain.

It's raining harder and harder.

She stood a few meters away from Shang Yu, looking at his cold eyes, and her premonition was very bad.

This is Nanyang. Even in his territory, we can't mess around.

Li Qiao pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes were fixed on the gun in his hand. After calming down, she stepped forward.

However, after taking a step, Shang Yu youyou looked at her, slowly raised her arm, and the muzzle of the gun was on the man's forehead.

Around, the stillness like death, only the sound of rain falling.

The man kneeling on the ground, his face full of fear, shaking more and more violently, gasping for breath, came up with a cry for help, but as if he was strangled by the throat, unable to speak.

Shang Yu's eyes were full of anger. His index finger gently pulled the trigger and glanced at Li Qiao's evil lips: "are you afraid?"

He's out of control!

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