Chapter 8 Painful Bystander

After sleeping all night, Wang Xiaoqiang thought a lot, and his mind was in chaos. Who is it? Who is behind the scenes? A series of questions came to Wang Xiaoqiang's mind.

At this time, a person suddenly appeared in Wang Xiaoqiang's mind. Maybe this person would know something. Without thinking too much, Wang Xiaoqiang quickly dialed Zhang Qidong's number. But only one female voice was heard on the phone.

"Sorry, you dialed an empty number..."

Wang Xiaoqiang slowly hung up the phone. He knew that Zhang Qidong had changed his number at this time. He must have heard some bad news. A piece of news was enough to make Zhang Qidong, a gold medal economist, panic. This news may be related to his life.

Sure enough, it involves a huge organization. Everything is controlled as if it were abandoned by the goddess of fate. All this came so suddenly, but he had no choice.

The next afternoon, Zhang Qidong was not seen at the press conference. Zhang Qidong, an economist, should not appear at such an important meeting as usual. Zhang Qidong's behavior can further explain Wang Xiaoqiang's inference that he has been involved in a great organization, and he is the goal of this organization.

Although he knew this, Wang Xiaoqiang had no immediate choice. In any case, he had to protect the people he loved, and he resolutely chose to compromise.

When Wang Xiaoqiang said in front of many reporters that he had taken prohibited drugs before the game, hearing Wang Xiaoqiang say so, the reporters present naturally made an uproar. After that, all kinds of questions rushed to Wang Xiaoqiang like a tide from the reporters and almost drowned him.

Wang Xiaoqiang, who couldn't stand the pressure, hurriedly left the scene from the back door. The first thing he had to do after leaving the field was to dial the strange number. At the same time, he couldn't help looking at the time of his mobile phone. It happened to be 315, but when he was about to call, his mobile phone received a video message. Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang was focusing In a state of urgency, he opened the video without hesitation.

As soon as I opened the video, there was another gunshot. Suddenly, blood splashed in the video. Seeing the family fall at gunpoint one by one, the elderly grandmother lay in the pool of blood with a blank face. Her unwilling eyes had already replaced her usual kindness. Her 10-year-old cousin instantly lost the carefree childhood. Before the pregnant aunt could let her children see a new world, she was already uneasy and confused... Even his parents...

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes became empty in an instant, and his face was paler than the dead. He put down his mobile phone feebly, and his whole body was like a pool of stagnant water.

"Why, the time is just right, beast..."

A person's life is so fragile that he can't even wait for a few minutes. His relatives died because of him, but he can't do anything like a bystander. He can only watch like this and watch silently.

One after another, his relatives died because of himself, but he did not know what the murderer looked like. He felt that he was the murderer of his relatives. At this time, his emotions could no longer be described as low. The sound of crying may only be heard by himself. The eternal bystander can only sing in endless darkness and pain. Sadness.

Wang Xiaoqiang leaned in a corner, raised his hair with a silent smile, took out a dagger from his trouser pocket, pointed it at his throat, and slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, the whole world seemed to have nothing to do with him. Life was helpless. Do you want to hastily end himself? A tragic life.

When the dagger in his hand was only one centimeter away from his throat, a sudden flying stone hit his knife-holding arm, and the rapid response of the painful nerve made him subconsciously loosen the dagger.

"Do you think you can really give up your life?"

The melancholy words came not far from Wang Xiaoqiang's left hand. Wang Xiaoqiang slowly turned his head but saw no one. He could only faintly see the figure of a bird. The bird would never fly stones. Wang Xiaoqiang planned to ignore it. When he was about to pick up the fallen dagger, the same words came to his ear.

"Is that the only meaning of your life?"

Wang Xiaoqiang shouted:

"Isn't that enough? My relatives all died because of me. Do you think I still need to live? What else can I do without any clue?

When he said that, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help looking to the left. There was still only one bird there. Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help laughing and said:

"Is it that even a beast is laughing at me?"

"Do you forget that there is another girl waiting for you?"

Wang Xiaoqiang frowned. This time, he finally saw clearly. Was it the bird that had been talking? Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the bird.

"Do you really think that girl is no longer important?"

At this time, Lin Xichen's figure suddenly appeared in Wang Xiaoqiang's mind, perhaps because he was so sad that even his girlfriend had forgotten.

Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly became nervous again and asked:

"Is Xichen still alive?"

At this time, the bird flew up with its wings.

"If you want to know, go to Room 502 of Jinxiao Hotel on 19th Road at 8 p.m."

After saying that, the bird quickly flew out of Wang Xiaoqiang's sight. Wang Xiaoqiang slowly stood up, and the emptiness of his eyes gradually began to improve. Now Lin Xichen is his only hope of life.

Wang Xiaoqiang also thought about calling the police before, but considering that he was in a completely passive state, calling the police was useless and might worsen his situation.

At 8 p.m., Wang Xiaoqiang came to the Tonight Hotel as agreed. He wore a hat and a pair of sunglasses for fear that others would recognize him.

He lowered his head and showed his ID to the waiter at the front desk. The waiter took his ID. He thought his identity would be exposed immediately, but the waiter just smiled at him:

"You can go up."

Taking over his ID, Wang Xiaoqiang ran to the elevator three steps. When he reached the fifth floor, a man in black waved to him with a blank face to come over. Wang Xiaoqiang didn't think much about it, so he walked over.

After entering the room, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly appeared a familiar figure in front of him that he wanted to see, but only for a moment, he quickly lost consciousness.

Xi Chen...

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had been tied to a chair, and the rope was tied tightly that he could not break free. At this time, he faintly heard a familiar and worried voice calling him not far away. He looked up and saw that Lin Xichen was tied in a corner not far away like him, and his mouth seemed to be stuffed with something.

At this time, Wang Xiao roared strongly:

"What on earth do you want? I have no grudge against you, you..."

A thin man interrupted his anger and said:

"Indeed, you have no grudge against us, but we appreciate the talents you have. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce my name is Li Jiacheng..."

"Say *nonsense, my relatives..."

"As you can see, it's dead."

Li Jiacheng's insidiousness has been exposed. He patted Wang Xiaoqiang on the shoulder with a smile, as if laughing. Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait to remove the beast in front of him and then take it out to feed the dog.

"I did it according to your time, why do you still..."

Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't go any further. He didn't want to be sad, but tears quickly moistened his eyes. He lowered his head and couldn't say anything.

"That's your time. Maybe your time is five minutes different from ours. We have also said that killing one in a minute. Unfortunately, your whole family has died because of your negligence."

"Beast..."

Wang Xiaoqiang almost didn't even have the strength to scold loudly. Maybe it was really his own incompetence that the whole family would die inexplicably. No matter what, Lin Xichen is his only hope for his life. No matter what kind of end he falls, as long as he can get back Lin Xichen's life, he will not hesitate to do.

Looking at Lin Xichen's uneasy eyes in the corner, Wang Xiaoqiang slowly closed his eyes.

"Well, no matter what, I promise you, just ask you to let Xichen go. Really, I'm willing to do anything, just ask you..."

If he hadn't been tied up, maybe Wang Xiaoqiang would have knelt down. He had never begged anyone so lowly. He would have remembered today's shame all his life and always remember that he would return it ten times no matter how long.

At this time, I saw Li Jiacheng say sinisterly:

"We just invite you to play a game and tell you the details when you get there."