My Headphones Can Connect to the Future

It is more accurate to say that he is a professional killer rather than a driver.

This person is a member of Nighthawk's staff. Recently, Nighthawk has disappeared. These people are also looking for the whereabouts of Nighthawk.

Of course, if there is work to be done during this period, they will still take it.

He handed Zeng Qingfa the pen and paper.

"You'd better leave a suicide note before leaving, otherwise it will be troublesome." The killer's face was always smiling.

"You...I give you five hundred million! You let me go!" Dong Ping roared.

But he was unmoved.

There are rules, and Nighthawk has taught them that they are not allowed to be moved by the target because of the money they give.

Of course, extreme situations are not counted. For example, if the other party directly spends two to three billion yuan to buy his own life, he can still consider it.

Now I will give him 500 million, and Zeng Qingfa will pay him 300 million. The mere two billion is not worth his treachery. In the future, he will continue to do this business, and there is more opportunity to earn 200 million.

"Boss Dong won't understand that even if you escape from me, Zeng will continue to chase you, and the police will continue to investigate you, right?"

"And your family, have you considered their safety?"

"I advise you to write a suicide note and hang yourself, and don't make it difficult for me."

The killer's tone was cold and reasonable.

Dong Ping gritted his teeth, the killer was right.

Even if he can't escape today, even if he wants to try his best to see if he can retreat, he still has to consider his family.

Dong Ping was a little desperate. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"I, Dong Ping, never believed in human nature. I finally believed in a person, but this is the result." Dong Ping laughed as he finished speaking.

He thought he was funny, he was blind, so he trusted Zeng Qingfa!

No matter, all resistance is in vain.

"Can Zeng Qingfa guarantee to treat my family well?" Dong Ping asked suddenly.

"Speaking of this, Boss Zeng asked me to bring you a message. He will definitely pay for the 3.5 billion equity purchase and will help you properly arrange your family."

"In addition, Boss Zeng said that you are someone he admires very much. If your personality is not so insidious, I am afraid you will be very good friends." The killer relayed to Dong Ping.

Dong Ping smiled again.

It's so ridiculous.

Say Dong Ping is insidious? What is his behavior?

"Thank you Boss Zeng, then." Dong Ping doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, anyway, the deadline is approaching, and it's useless to resist.

He pulled out his pen cap and played freely on his suicide note:

I knew I had violated the law more than once, and in order to evade the sanctions of the law, I decided to stop myself. I hope that my family will not be sad for me. It is lucky enough to be a family member in this life. Sometimes we will get together and we will be reunited one day. Just hope the news of my death, don't tell my mom.

Dong Ping

After writing, the killer glanced over and nodded when he felt it was okay.

"Mr. Dong, please." His eyes rested on the tree again.

Dong Ping desperately put the rope around the tree, tied a knot, then stood on tiptoe and put his neck into the rope.

ended!

Bell~~~

The killer's cell phone ringtone pierced the night sky.

Answering the phone, it was actually from Nighthawk.

"Hey, boss!"

"I ask you, did you go out on a mission?"

"Ah! Yeah!" the assassin was surprised.

"Is this man dead? Save me quickly!" Nighthawk roared on the other end of the phone.

The assassin was taken aback, and looked back at Dong Ping, who was already hanging foam, and rescued him in a hurry.

"Wake up!" The killer patted Dong Ping's face.

Fortunately, Dong Ping had just hanged himself soon, and he did not really die.

He coughed twice and woke up suddenly.

"Hey, did you save it?!" Nighthawk said excitedly on the phone.

"Saved! Saved!" The killer was confused by Nighthawk.

"Are there any other hostages?" Nighthawk asked again.

"Yes, Dong Ping's wife and daughter, in another car, if the mission fails, his wife and daughter will be the victims." The killer replied.

"Contact the person in that car, stop! Also, tell me where you are, and someone will answer." Nighthawk ordered.

The killer did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly told Nighthawk the address.

Although it is a wasteland, the Nighthawks are very familiar with it.

"Boss, what's going on?" The killer wanted to continue to ask, but the phone was hung up.

The killer immediately contacted the car carrying Dong Ping's wife and daughter, but no one answered the call.

In desperation, the killer called back to Nighthawk.

"Boss, I didn't answer the phone over there." The killer said helplessly.

"Tell me the license plate number and approximate location." Nighthawk said anxiously.

After the killer reported the truth, Nighthawk hung up the phone again.

If he hits it again, it will be turned off.

Dong Ping and the killer looked at each other.

After half an hour, four cars came at a high speed.

After stopping, Xu Fan and Jiang Pengcheng got out of the car.

Dong Ping and the bewildered killer were also sitting in the car and smoking.

Seeing Dong Ping's excitement, Jiang Pengcheng rushed to pull Dong Ping down and beat him.

"Don't!" Dong Ping wailed, but his face was still short with punches.

"Okay, don't hit him." Xu Fan walked over and said lightly.

He didn't mind Jiang Pengcheng beating him because he was afraid of breaking it.

Dong Ping took his bleeding nose and took two steps back.

"You..." Dong Ping was a little dazed.

Xu Fan stepped forward and introduced himself.

"My name is Xu Fan, you should have heard of it."

Dong Ping was startled, and then he looked up and down Xu Fan.

Of course he knows this young man! Recently his name can often pass through the ears.

Including the reason why his plan failed, but also because of this young man!

Looking at Xu Fan's seemingly harmless face, Dong Ping felt fear.

He backed away again, with his **** directly on the car and nowhere to go.

"Don't be so scared, I saved your life."

Xu Fan smiled, then turned around to look at the killer.

"Call Zeng Qingfa and tell him that it has been resolved." Xu Fan said.

"You...who are you? Where's our boss?" the killer asked vigilantly.

"Let you hit it, where's so much nonsense?" Xu Fan was a little impatient.

"I want to confirm with the boss, who knows who you are." The killer was still worried.

Xu Fan was not angry either, just nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, he dialed a call: "You give Nighthawk the phone."

A few seconds later, Nighthawk's voice came from the phone: "You do what Mr. Xu said, don't talk nonsense."

"But boss, where did you go? We are all looking for you! Hello?!" Nighthawk hung up without answering.

After taking a look at Xu Fan, he thought about Nighthawk's command.

Although his head was full of doubts, the killer could only execute the instructions given by Nighthawk.

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