106 Salt Lake City?

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"sor!" Along the way, in a loud voice of salute, a group of people came to a big office.

It is in great contrast to the appearance of this relatively dilapidated building. This office looks very luxurious, with expensive sofas, swivel chairs, desks, calligraphy and paintings...

When Yang Tian saw a pair of traditional Chinese paintings hanging on the wall, he couldn't help but look at it. It was not because Yang Tian had any research or achievements in traditional Chinese painting. It was bullshit. He just saw the things of the original country and couldn't help looking at it.

A child herding cow sits leisurely on a stone and plays the flute...

Just as Yang Tian was looking around, a vision suddenly appeared. Han Jingyi came forward fiercely and experienced countless wars. Han Cheng could not resist at all. In just one round, the three-star warrior Han Jingyi had conquered Han Cheng! A sharp short blade is on Han Cheng's neck!

"Jingyi... What are you?" Han Cheng swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to move. He could feel the crazy murderous intention from the woman behind him!

"Let that bitch come over..." The short blade in Han Jingyi's hand moved slightly, and there was a trace of blood on Han Cheng's neck.

"I said... let that bitch come over!" The cold words emphasized again. At the same time, he took out an object from Han Cheng's pocket and said disdainfully, "Don't play tricks. I know this better than you!"

"You can't do this... Jingyi, we have something to discuss, and everything can be solved..." Han Cheng's hand stiffened, turned his head slightly, and slowly said, "Let go of me... After all, I'm your father, we..."

"Shut up!" Han Jingyi pushed Han Cheng to the table with a force in her hand, stepped up, pressed Han Cheng's shoulder with her hand, and said in a cold voice, "Scream, or not?"

"Don't rebel, you can't escape like this... Even if you are a Samsung warrior, you are very capable, but... You are the enemy of the whole base and Los Angeles. This is not a wise choice. Let me go, I think nothing has happened!" Han Chengqiang said calmly.

"Brad...cover his mouth." Han Jingyi turned her head and looked at Yang Tian with cold eyes. The piercing chill radiated from her crystal eyes made Yang Tian tremble a little.

Holding Han Cheng's head, Yang Tian covered Han Cheng's mouth with his hand and turned his head to look at Han Jingyi. He didn't know what she was going to do.

"Wo!" The sharp short blade is cut off without hesitation! The little finger of Han Cheng's right hand was cut off directly!

"Uh-h-h-h-h..." Han Cheng struggled crazily, sweating coldly on his forehead, pale and wailed in pain, but... under the control of one person and one corpse, there was no meaningful help except struggle and the scream.

"I swore to my mother that I promised her not to kill you, but I didn't promise her not to hurt you. Don't think you can be fearless." Han Jingyi's short blade pressed Han Cheng's ring finger again, and her cherry lips came to Han Cheng's ear and spit out a cold word: "Call... or not..."

"Well... well..." The pain of drilling in the heart is not bearable by Han Cheng at all, not to mention that his ring finger has been pressed...

"Whey..." Without hesitation, there is no chance at all. Han Jingyi's short blade has been cut off again.

"Oh, no, no, no!" The crazier struggle and wailing sounded in an instant, and the sweat had soaked Han Cheng's clothes.

"My so-called father... I'll ask you again, what's your name? Or don't you scream?" Fast, the short blade pressed Han Cheng's middle finger again.

"Uh-huh... Uh-huh..." Han Cheng nodded crazily, but because he was suppressed by Yang Tian, he could only move slightly.

"Very good, don't play tricks with me. You can actually live, but... If you do something out of the box, I don't mind betraying my oath." Han Jingyi picked up the man on the table and threw it on the ground. The short blade put on the man's neck again.

"Han...Jingyi... Do you know... what are you doing? You are... looking for a way to die..." Han Cheng said tremblingly, covering his right hand with his left hand, and a pain conveyed his limbs and bones, making him miserable.

Han Jingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Han Cheng under her feet, and slowly said, "3 seconds, you know my temper."

In a hurry, Han Cheng finally took out a communicator from his pocket and pressed several of the buttons.

"Hmm? Honey... Aren't you with your baby daughter? Why do you miss me again?" In the communicator, there was a crisp and charming voice.

"Come to my office." Han Cheng slowly opened his mouth... His body twitched from time to time because of the pain. Feeling the short blade on his neck force again, Han Cheng hurriedly said, "Come on... I... I... I miss you!"

"Giggle..." A charming voice sounded and scolded with a smile, "Devil, isn't it better for you to come to me? Let's talk about your daughter.

"Come here... I... I..." Han Cheng raised his eyes slightly and saw that the female killer's fingers in front of him trembled a little, as if he might cut off the short blade at any time. He slowly closed his eyes and risked himself and said, "I want to be in the office with you!"

The woman was stunned for a moment and smiled coquettishly, "Huh? Do you remember the excitement last time? You should have been so emotional? Last time I was forced to force you, really... I'll come right away. Look at your hurry, like a starving ghost!"

As soon as Han Cheng put down the communicator, he was kicked away by Han Jingyi and smashed the wall fiercely. If it hadn't been for the good sound insulation effect in the office, I guess the guards outside would have heard it!

"You scum." Han Jingyi said word by word in Chinese.

Han Cheng curled up, trembled slightly on the ground, and didn't say anything... It seemed that he was smashed a little.

Han Jingyi held a short blade in her hand, crazily suppressed the murderous intention in her heart, and her body trembled for a while... Suddenly, she felt that a pair of small hands touched her thighs, and then she hugged herself.

Looking down, it was a timid Barbie. She raised her head and said to herself, "Mom... kill?" With that, the little hand also pointed to Han Cheng in the distance.

"Wow..." Yang Tian, who was sitting on the big swivel chair, suddenly shouted strangely and turned out a roll of paper from the drawer. He turned it over one by one. Unexpectedly, it was himself!

"Hey! Man!" Yang Tian stood up, walked to the curled Han Cheng, and said, "My name is Brad Pitt. I think the severe pain has made you forget my name. It doesn't matter. I'll tell you again. You know... Isn't there just such useless information in your office? Come on... Where can I find an organ or something to open? I want to see some confidential information..."

Han Cheng squirmed and said nothing.

"Hey! Man... It's wrong to ignore me like this." Yang Tian pulled Han Cheng's hand fiercely, took out a dagger from his waist, and said with a smile, "Maybe we can play the same game?"

Han Cheng's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of pain and panic...

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"Yes... That's right..." Yang Tian took a sle of information handed over by Han Cheng and turned it over casually: "The first puppet? OK... Let's watch the second one... Mother's or the puppet? All right, all right... The third... Did I wipe it, or a puppet?"

Three pieces of information were thrown on the ground, and there was not much paper in Yang Tian's hand. As he continued to turn it over, he said, "Serge officer Han, it seems that you are fooling me... It seems that I really need to cut off your fingers..."

Han Cheng wanted to cry without tears and said tremblingly, "He is really the most confidential document... It's really... You take everything you want. Don't kill me. Today... I admit it!"

"I just want to take the life of that bitch." Han Jingyi snorted coldly, and the temperature in the room plummeted again. Her left hand unconsciously stroked Barbie's head, while little Barbie hugged her mother's leg and looked up at Han Cheng. She didn't know what she was thinking about.

"Aha?" Yang Tianshou paused and saw something that interested him very much: "Salt Lake City... Great Salt Lake? Conservative estimate of Samsung? Hey hey... It's a little interesting."

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