Newlyweds 1001 Nights: Mr. Bo’s Love Life

Finally, many hostages died, and few people survived.

But so far, the kidnappers have only captured more than half of them, and the boss has never caught them. It is also a legend in the history of crime!

Luo Zheng was tortured by the blue poison, his thoughts were a little unclear, but just watching Bo Hancheng kept going, almost anxious.

Can't help but stumble forward, but let people stop at once, but had to be driven out in a hurry: "I said, don't know him, let him go! Let him go ..."

Suddenly, glancing at Bo Hancheng, he continued angrily: "You go! Hurry up ..."

Looking back at the girl, Bo Hancheng felt soft in her heart: "Sister A Zheng, nothing will happen, trust me."

Immediately, he was about to take out his mobile phone, and Tang Wenjian suddenly smiled: "I am a man with a lot of precautions. So, as long as the wronged Mr. Bo is guilty, make sure that we are within our control-"

When the words fell, Tang Wenjian took out a military dagger from his body and threw it in front of Bo Hancheng: "Left or right hand, Mr. Bo chose to scrap one."

Hearing the words, Bo Hancheng's eyes darkened, glancing at the military dagger on the ground, but there was no movement for a moment.

"No!"

Suddenly, waiting for Bo Hancheng's reaction, Luo Zheng refused.

"No? Miss Luo, don't you just say that you don't know? Since you don't know, his hand is abandoned or not, how does it matter to you."

Tang Wenjian said as he stepped forward, he raised the pistol in his hand, and the muzzle touched Luo Zheng's head. He also opened the insurance.

"What you said, I promised, not to scare her!"

Seeing this, Bo Hancheng's expression sank, revealing a deep danger.

After being looked at by the man, inexplicably felt oppressed, Tang Wenjian was nervous, but he laughed with a smile: "As long as Mr. Bo cooperates well, my gun will naturally not go off fire, and Miss Luo will be fine-"

Bo Hancheng listened, thin lips slightly faint, picked up the military dagger on the ground, and rotated in the palm of his hand.

Even if the gun was pressed against his head, Luo Zheng's pupils shrank, and the decisive one said: "Bo Hancheng, I am born, it is my business, I die ... It is also my business, and it has nothing to do with you! We have done nothing. Clean and clean, from now on the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, I don't need you to control it! "

"Before, I didn't answer the call you made in time. Sorry, sister A Zheng--"

Bo Hancheng didn't want to ignore Luo Zheng directly, just such a word on the road.

The words fell, and almost no one could see clearly. He stroked his backhand, cut his left hand and veins, and the blood suddenly flowed out!

"Don't ..."

Luo Zheng looked at the man and couldn't stop it.

By the way, it's not counted yet. Tang Wenjian said again: "I just don't feel relieved when I hurt one hand. How about a stab in the leg?"

Bo Hancheng listened, without any hesitation, backhanded a thorn in his leg, as if it were not his own body.

"Is this enough?"

Asked faintly, the man was calm and at ease, not caring at all.

"Tang Wenjian, I said, he is not Gu Changye! You are embarrassing him, it is useless, he can't give you benefits ..."

Luo Zheng had a headache and looked at the situation of Bo Hancheng, feeling dazzling.

"Enough, now Mr. Bo, please continue the matter just now. Notify the police, stop wanting us--"

Confirming that Bo Hancheng was injured in hands and feet, so that he could easily wait for control, Tang Wenjian said with a grin.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of Bo Hancheng, the existence of them and others has long been the same as the dead!

Taking out his mobile phone, Bo Hancheng rang the phone and said lightly: "Tell them to suspend wanted criminals. I have my own way to deal with this matter—"