Chapter 156: E-sports God and Little Box Spirit 33

"You kidnapped me in the hotel that day, and now you're finally in my hands."

Han Yao smiled sinisterly, and the knife he was playing with between his fingers was shining with a cold light.

"Then you are awesome."

Jiang Zhi numbly gave her a thumbs up.

The curve of Han Yao's mouth froze, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered disdainfully.

"Still being stubborn? You'll be in big trouble if you fall into my hands."

After saying that, Han Yao raised the knife and slowly approached Jiang Zhi's face.

The blade was sharp and cold, moving inch by inch along the delicate skin, as if it would cut down without hesitation in the next second, leaving a glaring blood.

Jiang Zhi didn't dare to move, his whole body was stiff, and he could only stare at the cold light in front of him.

This woman's plastic surgery must have made her brain stupid. Don't make her angry.

"Are you scared? Don't worry, I won't hurt you for now."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Qi Song who was sitting on the chair pretending to be cool.

"Hurry up, Li Chuan will be here soon."

Lichuan?

Why did they inform Li Chuan? What did they want to achieve by kidnapping me...

He just wants to make a comeback by relying on him.

However, Jiang Zhi didn't think that he was someone who could be manipulated by them at will.

Qi Song sneered and walked over to Jiang Zhi, a barely perceptible malice flashing across his wrinkled face.

Without the gentle and refined demeanor he had disguised for years, he was like a beast stripped of its skin, revealing his roughness and wildness.

"Ms. Jiang, that photo was sent to Li Chaoping by you, right?"

The sinister voice was cold and terrifying, and his gaze roamed over Jiang Zhi's body like a poisonous snake, making people shiver involuntarily.

Her palms were soaked with sweat, sticky and dirty. The cold air around her seemed to have eyes and was trying hard to drill into her pores, as if it would not stop until it froze her to death.

Jiang Zhi tried hard to suppress his inner fear and answered without blushing or beating his heart.

"I don't understand what you're saying. I destroyed the photos in front of you. What's the drama you're playing now?"

Qi Song's lips curled up and he sneered, "Are you still pretending to be stupid with me? You're the only one who has that photo. Even if you didn't hand it to Li Chaoping personally, it must have spread from you. Do you think I can let you go?"

I thought Jiang Zhi would be scared, but unexpectedly she chuckled and glanced behind Qi Song with a faint look.

And behind him stood Han Yao.

Qi Song's expression changed slightly. If Jiang Zhi hadn't been staring at him, he would have missed it.

Qi Song overlooked one thing.

This photo was recorded by Han Yao on the grounds that if he wanted to pursue excitement, he should pursue it to the end, and it eventually fell into Jiang Zhi's hands.

What if Han Yao was bewitched and sent the photo to Li Chaoping in an attempt to get promoted?

Once suspicion arises between two people, they will become vigilant and nothing can be accomplished.

Han Yao was just waiting for Qi Song to show Jiang Zhi his power when he saw a meaningful look in the latter's eyes.

"Why are you looking at me?"

The voice was a little sharp, and to Qi Song's ears it sounded like a guilty conscience.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhi heard Qi Song's dark and strange voice, with a slight temptation.

"I just glanced at you, why are you so loud?"

Han Yao didn't take it seriously, standing there with his arms folded. "Who told you to look at me like that? Okay, hurry up and do it, or Li Chuan will come."

Qi Song set his gaze on Jiang Zhi again, holding a thick hemp rope in his hand.

He picked up Jiang Zhi like a chicken and tied him to a concrete pillar.

The concrete pillars were infected by the cold air, and when the skin touched them, they felt as cold as popsicles. Jiang Zhi couldn't help but let out a soft hiss.

The ropes that bound my hands were rough and tight, causing burning pain on my wrists.

Jiang Zhi struggled for a while, but found it was useless.

The effect of the drug has not yet worn off, and my limbs feel as if the bones have been pulled out, soft and weak.

"Could it be that you kidnapped me just to lure Li Chuan over here?"

Jiang Zhi vaguely felt that things were not that simple.

If Han Yao just wanted to make a comeback by relying on Lichuan, why would he appear here?

Isn't it better to keep things secret the more this kind of thing happens?

My mind is a mess and I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.

It must be because of the drug. Jiang Zhi didn't want to admit that his brain circuit was not good enough.

After trying to break free a few more times, there was really no way, so Jiang Zhi had to ask Xiaobai for help.

The little yellow chicken was still angry about what happened just now. When it heard Jiang Zhi's voice, it hummed softly.

After all, Jiang Zhi had to give in and act like a spoiled child.

"I'm sorry, Xiaobai, don't be angry with me."

There was another soft hum in my mind, and then came the soft voice of Xiao Bai.

"I already told you I don't want to play with you! Don't talk to me!"

It seems that he is really angry this time.

Jiang Zhi knew that Xiaobai hated disgusting things like boogers, but he didn't expect this little thing to be so angry.

Jiang Zhi asked again tentatively

"You really don't want to play with me anymore?"

"Yes!"

Impotent Rage...

It seems that I have to use my trump card.

Jiang Zhi sighed lightly

"It seems like I can't play PUBG Mobile with you anymore, eh."

Um?

When talking about games, Xiaobai's eyes lit up.

It feels like there is a little man fighting in my head.

The host could never forgive her for saying such disgusting things.

But there will be no more games to play.

Are you giving up your dignity for the sake of the game?

What dignity do you need if you can play games?

"Then I'll reluctantly forgive you this time."

Jiang Zhi secretly suppressed the upward curve of his lips.

I can't cure you, little guy...

"Then little white baby, quickly help me think of how to escape."

“Okay!”

Xiaobai turned transparent and flew out of the mind, lowering its head to peck at the thick hemp rope in Jiang Zhi's hand.

In ancient times, there was Jingwei filling the sea, and now there is Xiaobai breaking the rope.

Jiang Zhi felt that this incident should be recorded in a fairy tale book.

I have to say that as an ancient mythical beast, Xiaobai is quite powerful.

After pecking 981 times, a small gap finally appeared in the hemp rope.

"Host, don't worry. We will be able to rescue you in another 49 days."

Xiaobai wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and admired his own perseverance immensely.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days...

By then her urn was all covered with pulp...

Jiang Zhi moved his fingertips and found that he had a little strength.

The effect of the medicine must have worn off.

Jiang Zhi struggled hard to break free, but the rope suddenly broke and fell to the ground with a snap.

In an instant, dust flew up.

Xiaobai screamed and hid in his mind.

Jiang Zhi was left alone facing two pairs of surprised eyes.

"How did she break free from such a thick hemp rope..."

Qi Song was also shocked, his mouth opened into an O shape.

"My mother used this rope to tie up two cows before and it didn't break..."