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    “I’ll leave you only half an hour, so don’t give me any funny business.”

    Jiang Xia hurriedly went up the stairs, the time passed by one minute, Liu Ze in the car dead eyes staring at the office building’s door looking at the door, he knew that there was no other exit from this building, if Jiang Xia wanted to play any tricks, such as hiding inside and not come out, his men were at his beck and call, and they could mess up these two people in a minute.

    Liu Ze waited left and right, and just as he was about to lose his patience, Jiang Xia sent the picture.

    The image was of a bloody hand, and beside the hand was the short blade he had given to Jangha, who had attached a text to it.

    “The neck was too wide for me to cut, so I cut off a hand, is that okay?”

    “That’s fine, bring the papers and come down immediately.”

    “Can’t find where the file is…I can’t touch the light.”

    “Waste!” Liu Ze had no choice but to go upstairs himself with his pistol, he entered the building only to find that the elevator was broken, no wonder it took Jiang Xia so long to make a move.

    Windsong Studio was on the 21st floor, Liu Ze was already tired and panting from climbing up, but he didn’t have time to rest, and with his memory, he groped his way to the entrance of the studio.

    “Liu Ze, you’re finally here.” Jiang Xia’s voice was also gasping, so Liu Ze dropped his guard and fumbled to find the office light.

    “Not right here?”

    The bright light stung his eyes, and when he opened them as he grew accustomed to it, all he saw was the blade of a knife on his neck, bloodstained.

    Cheng Yu stood right behind him, Liu Ze tried to resist by virtue of his physical superiority, but found that Cheng Yu’s strength was ridiculously large, coupled with the fact that climbing the stairs had consumed too much physical strength, and a single chokehold made it impossible for him to break free at all.

    Liu Ze reached out to pull out his gun, Cheng Yu backhandedly tackled his wrist and folded it backward, accompanied by Liu Ze’s screams, the deformed wrist drooped down.

    “Tang Ei…how dare you lie to me… “Liu Ze strained to raise his head, only to see Jiang Xia in front of him covering his right hand.

    Her thin lips were pursed and she didn’t say a word, but large beads of sweat fell from her forehead.

    Blood oozed out from between his fingers and landed in front of Liu Ze.

    In fact, the elevator was originally good, Jiang Xia went up the stairs and found that the Mediterranean Sea has gone, here only Cheng Yu one person, asked him what happened, Cheng Yu said because Jiang Xia today repeatedly reminded him to pay attention to safety, he vaguely feel where it is not right, just in case, he made up an excuse to support the Mediterranean Sea, alone to guard here.

    Jiang Xia told Cheng Yu about what happened regarding Liu Ze.

    “I said my wife why you braved the wind and snow in the middle of the night but also came to check on the guard, and I guessed eight or nine not much, no wonder there is no reply from the side of the chemical virtue factory delayed.”

    When the studio filed for bankruptcy, it had to submit all of its business information. Out of the goodness of her heart, Cheng Yu reminded Liu Ze three months earlier, but the other party did not respond and was vague about the business that the factory is now running.

    In the last reincarnation, Cheng Yu had incurred murder because he had contacted Liu Ze again in the middle of the night and aroused the other party’s suspicion.

    “As long as there are these bills, they will never let you go.” Jiang Xia explained.

    She calmly analyzed, now running is impossible, Liu Ze blocked under the door, even with Cheng Yu’s cell phone to call the police, on the current bad traffic conditions, the police in half an hour is simply impossible to come.

    “Nowadays, we can only save ourselves.”

    “How do you save yourself?”

    Jiang Xia lit up his short knife and crossed it over his wrist, the bright blade mirroring the snow outside the window.

    “Will the trick be done.”

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