The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Its daybreak.

The Gu family did not sleep much all night, and it was no way to continue to wait. Gu Beicheng also seemed to know what the final choice was.

Before waiting for breakfast, he went out.

"North City!"

Gu Beicheng paused and looked back at his mother, "Mom, I always remember the words of Grandpa."

Having said that, he turned and walked out, no matter what, An Xiaomeng could not die.

He would do anything to keep her alive, and An Xiaomen's life was too important for their Gu family.

It was getting brighter and brighter, and the two killers came to the basement and took their meals, only for one person.

"I said that there must be someone here who is going to die today. We are not inhuman. Before we die, we will have enough food. Soon, you two will know who will die here."

An Xiaomen's eyes were red, and sweat beads continued to fall from her forehead. "When I can say the answer, can you let me hear it and let me say a few words to them?"

"Of course you can, it's so interesting to think about it." The killer agreed quickly.

An Xiaomen nodded, she felt that she had been frozen to no temperature, and the basement was surprisingly cold.

"If they don't reply to us on time, then both of you will die here." The other killer's words made Jin Qingyue, who was still at ease, suddenly blew up.

"No, they will definitely choose, they will!"

The basement was silent, I don't know if I stayed for an hour or two, and the text message came.

The killer sighed after reading the content of the text message, "It's still a woman like clothes. The affection is the warmest."

Hearing this, An Xiaomen's heart sank suddenly, Jin Qingyue relaxed a lot.

An Xiaomen said, "Please let me talk to them over the phone."

The killer first handed the text message to An Xiaomeng, "Look first, I'll call you."

An Xiaomen looked at the screen, there was only one sentence on it, we chose Jin Qingyue, please let her go.

This sentence was exactly the same as what I thought. The number sent was exactly the mobile phone number of Jin Qingyan.

The killer took the phone back, dialed Jin Qingyan's number, and turned on the PA.

The phone was placed in front of An Xiaomen, and she reached out her hand to her mouth.

The call was answered, anxious voice of Jin mother, "We have made a choice, please let my daughter go!"

"Mom," An Xiaomen said. "It's me."

A moment there, he then asked, "Xiao Ning, has Qingyue been released, can you tell mom, has she been released?"

An Xiaomen gathered a layer of crystals in her eyes, "Although I was not your own, I also asked you to call mom, did you ever think of saving me first?"

"Xiao Ning, I'm sorry, of course Mom wants you to come out alive, but Mom can't live without the moon."

The implication is that there can be no Xiaoan An.

"Who made the decision? I want to talk to the talk." She said unwillingly.

"Talking ..." Mother Jin glanced at her son who was **** in the mouth and said, "Talking without making any decision is jointly decided by me, your dad and your grandma, Xiao Ning, if you suffer misfortune, Don't resent it, don't resent us, we can't help it, how we hope it's not true. "

"I don't hate you." An Xiaomen couldn't help crying. "But I also want to live and I don't want to die. I also call your father and mother. Why don't you treat me as a daughter? After all, my wife is my wife!"

As soon as the voice fell, the killer picked up the phone and said to the cell phone, "Your daughter will release it soon."

Suddenly the phone hangs up, Jin mother stuns, tears burst out, holding the phone for a long time can't help herself.

She sat on the sofa, watching the bound Gu family and her son, Mother Jin said, "Don't let go of them first, wait until Qingyue returns."

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"You have heard their choices, well, don't struggle, don't get lucky, after eating this full meal, I will take you on the road." The killer smiled with a smile.

Another killer unlocked Jin Qingyue's iron chain lock, then held her up, and walked up the stairs, "After ten minutes, I sent her directly, and you should quickly resolve the rest. "

"Got it."

The remaining killer also untied An Xiaomen's two iron chains and pushed the food in front of her. "Eat."

"Is it poisonous in this meal?"

The killer smiled. "Rest assured, you won't die so happily. I will send you more than a dozen knives, so that you will be soaked with blood. Think about it, is this method of death a special sale of Hun?"

An Xiaomen was in the middle of Jiang Ying. Although she was hungry, she didn't want to eat these hearty meals at all, but now there is nothing she can do.

She reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and even the chopsticks with shaking hands could not hold the dish.

I don't know why, I always think there is something wrong with this meal.

So her action of picking vegetables was so slow that she was dissatisfied with the killer. "Hurry up, or you will be killed with a knife."

"Look ... Is there a bug in it?" She said, pointing to the food bag.

"How is it possible?" The killer reached out and looked into the bag. An Xiaomen, the right hand of my chopsticks, gradually separated the chopsticks, then the heart sank, the right hand was forced to the top, and the two chopsticks were aimed at the killer. Both eyes were inserted into his eyes, and An Xiaomen retreated when she saw him. She knew she must not let him out of her distance, or she would die.

One hand grabbed him, and chopped his eyes with a chopstick like a mad man, and blood sprayed her face.

She couldn't think of anything in her mind, she couldn't see anything, she didn't even think about what she was doing.

She just needs to be alive!

In order to live, she will at all costs!

The killer screamed again and again, struggling to push back, his hands were not idle, but did not break away, he subconsciously took a knife from his body, facing An Xiaomen's stomach, it was a knife, and the pain came. An Xiaomen didn't know where to get the courage. When he saw him, he would pull out the knife and continue to hit her. She held his hand desperately, her painful face was pale, and sweat beads continued to fall. In the end, there was no way When she opened her mouth, she bit his face, regardless of the blood flowing down from her eyes into her mouth. The smell was full, and the man subconsciously went to the upper part.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the knife from her stomach, facing him with the strength of her own body, and he stabbed at him continuously, until he lay there motionless and couldn't move anymore. .

An Xiaomen continued to stab a few more knives, still relieved, and went to search the keys on him.