257: C257 Counterattack in a Split-second

C257 Counterattack in a Split-second

Su Ming pulled a rope from the table and threw it to Hsiao Hee. "Tie yourself up."

"Didn't you want to talk to me?" Hsiao Hee asked as he picked up the rope.

"Don't try to refute me again. I don't mind breaking your leg first."

Su Ming said angrily, "Start tying them up now, I'll check in a minute. If you're not tied up, the price is a hand, and then I'll help you tie it myself. "

Hsiao Hee did not say anything else and silently tied himself up with a rope.

Su Ming walked over and tried to force the knot. He found that this guy was quite reliable and had tied him up tightly. He couldn't even move if he wanted to.

"Sit in that chair." Su Ming pointed to a chair with a backrest in the middle of the room and said.

Hsiao Hee sat down obediently without any struggle.

His cooperation actually made Su Ming's heart palpitate for a moment.

It was as if everything was in his hands.

However, he clearly had the upper hand right now. He had a weapon in his hand, and he had already been tied up like a scarecrow …

Su Ming walked over and put his hand on Hsiao Hee's waist. With his other hand, he tied Hsiao Hee's body tightly to the chair with the end of the rope.

When everything was done, Hsiao Hee was no longer able to move. Su Ming then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Very good! Now I can show you my recent treasures, specially prepared for you! " Su Ming said to Hsiao Hee proudly as if he was offering a treasure.

Hsiao Hee was too lazy to reply. If it wasn't for the fact that this brat still had a last words to say, he probably would have sent him on his way already.

Su Ming clapped with a smile. Suddenly, there was movement in the darkness. A person covered entirely in a black robe appeared in the basement.

"What you want." The man in black took something from his sleeve that looked like a medicine box and placed it on the table.

Seeing this, Hsiao Hee frowned. This black cloaked man actually avoided his eyes and ears!

From the sound of his voice, it seemed as though he had deliberately suppressed his rising pitch. The actual age of the black-robed man should have been much lower than his voice.

Su Ming opened the lid of the box and took out a glass vial. He pointed at the egg-shaped object and said to Hsiao Hee, "Do you know what this is?"

Hsiao Hee squinted and shook his head.

"This is called failing everything, it's your dream."

Su Ming gave the glass bottle to the person in black beside him with a vicious smile. Obviously, he didn't know how to use it either.

"This is a type of reagent that would shatter the dantian and completely shatter the meridians."

The voice of the black-robed man seemed so cold and heartless in this dark basement. "The young master had instructed me to personally inject this into your head."

"At that time, your cerebral nerves will be severed inch by inch. Finally, your head will bleed from all seven orifices. "With a bang, it exploded." The man in black laughed sinisterly.

"Do you feel honored? Out of the 1.3 billion people in China, how many can die as expensive as you? " Su Ming asked with a smile. He was sucking the thick liquid in the glass bottle with a large syringe.

The man in black walked up to Hsiao Hee, wanting to take a closer look at his face.

"What a pity. Such a good brain, actually went against the young master."

"Then, didn't your young master tell you not to get close to me?"

Hsiao Hee suddenly raised his head and grinned. He heard a "pa da" sound from the back of the chair and a knot as thick as a thumb was broken!

"You …"

The black-robed man had no time to react, and could only raise his hand.

However, everything was too late.

Hsiao Hee's right hand had already reached the man in black's waist. Without any hesitation, his palm struck the man's ribs.

"Crack ~ ~ ~"

The crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard. Black Robe seemed to spit out a mouthful of blood as he quickly retreated backwards. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the darkness.

Hsiao Hee did not take the opportunity to give chase, because on the other side, Su Ming had already recovered from his daze.

"You're courting death!" Su Ming shouted.

He wanted to pull the trigger, but his pupils suddenly shrank.

"The one seeking death should be you, right?" A cold voice sounded at the door.

It was a woman's voice. It was cold, straightforward and quick to speak. It sounded like an impatient person.

Su Ming turned around and saw a very callous looking woman standing at the door. She was wearing a black, tight jacket, black leather pants, and black leather boots.

The light from the basement was still dim, but the girl was still very eye-catching.

The young lady's footsteps were like a ghost, soundlessly appearing.

It was a challenge to their mental endurance.

"Who are you?" When Su Ming shouted, his instinct was to turn the weapon in his hand.

The girl did not move, allowing him to aim at her.

Bang!

Su Ming's finger pulled the trigger as the flame shot out with a loud sound!

Instead, the bullet flew up to the roof.

However, his arm that was holding onto a weapon fell to the ground. Fresh blood spurted out from his severed arm like a fountain.

"Whoever offends the dragon, must be killed!" The young girl said coldly.

Hsiao Hee bent down, picked up the weapon from the broken arm on the ground and threw it into Yaolyi's hand.

"Too slow." His gaze fell on Su Jie, who fainted on the bed.

Seeing that he was fine, Hsiao Hee heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'll help you deal with a few trash."

As Yaolyi spoke, there was already a commotion at the entrance of the basement.

"Brother Dao, was that gunshot just now?" Leopard brother heard the loud noise in the basement and asked worriedly.

"Bullshit!" Can you be a little more tactful? Aren't you afraid of being harmonised!? " Scarface glared at him.

He slapped Baozi on the shoulder, "Hsiao is invincible, what can you do to him?"2

"That's right, there's no need to worry. Big Sis Yaolyi is in there too!"

On the side, tiger, jackal and wolf also said in disdain.

"Yes, yes, yes. Brother Dao, how brave is Hsiao?"

Below them was the black leather bag that Hsiao Hee used to hide his money. It was originally taken away by the tattooed man.

He didn't expect that in less than ten minutes, he would return with his bag.

Compared to before, however, it was stained with dark red blood.

The blood ran down the smooth leather of the bag and was slowly flowing to the ground like red threads.

It looked like those fellows were in for a beating.

Yaolyi had never shown mercy to people she didn't like.

Hsiao Hee himself is a living example of this, and he has proven this fact with his own experience.

Hsiao Hee stretched his wrist a few times. He looked at Su Ming, who was wailing on the ground, and didn't have a shred of pity in his eyes.

Yaolyi stepped on her black leather boots and walked over with a kacha kacha sound. She cut open the rope tied around Hsiao Hee's waist.

Hsiao Hee pulled the rope away from his waist in a flurry. He frowned and said, "Why didn't you make the first move just now? Why did you have to wait for him to shoot first?"

From what Hsiao Hee knew, this kind of behavior was akin to falling into one's own trap; it was too stupid.

"Even the members of the dragon race can't kill people as they please." Yaolyi looked at Su Ming, who was lying on the ground, and said indifferently.

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