At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Immediately afterwards, Samuel heard Song Qian's faint ridicule: "Samuel, you are so courageous. This is what you want, take it."

"Song Qian!" Samuel picked it up with a frown, picked it up and took a closer look. There were hundreds of golden needles neatly packed inside.Every needle was inserted cleanly, like a good helper of a good doctor, not Song Qian's murder weapon.

Humph, what kind of character is Song Qian, who is worthy of such an object?

Samuel showed sarcasm, closed the bag, and was about to put the gold pin on the table.

"Samuel, bring me the golden needle." Wu Qing stopped Samuel's movements.

Samuel was very upset when he heard this.

What kind of identity is Samuel, how can he listen to Wu Qing?

Samuel didn't move for a while and looked at Wu Qing coldly.

"If you don't want to die or ruin our plan, you'd better hurry up." Wu Qing raised his eyebrows with a strong threat. "I don't have much time. I don't want Pei always to blame me for doing things badly. Send people there."

"Good." Samuel's originally unhappy eyes suddenly lit up because of Wu Qing's words.

After Wu Qing left, wouldn't Song Qian be left to their disposal?

He and Qin Xirong hated Song Qian to death, even if Wu Qing could not say they killed Song Qian, wouldn't it be easy for them to torture Song Qian?

Moreover, Xi Rong once said that the most painful thing for a person is not to kill her, but to make her feel bad for life, but she just wants to die!

The vicious Samuel figured this out, and quickly got the gold needle and handed it to Wu Qing.

Wu Qing took the golden needle and glanced at Song Qian with a frown.

Did she really hand over all the golden needles?

Wu Qing didn't believe it.

Song Qian is now tied up, and if the golden needle is handed over again, she will be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Who is Song Qian and how could she do this?

Wu Qing looked at Song Qian suspiciously. He always felt that something was wrong, but when he looked closely, he found nothing unusual.

It seems he thinks too much?

Song Qian felt Wu Qing's gaze and smiled at him.

Her smile was very faint, but it was like a fragrant jasmine, which made people feel at ease.

Wu Qing looked at it for a moment, and then frowned tighter.

He snarled his voice and coldly said, "Qin Xirong...you don't want our plan to fail?"

After Wu Qing finished speaking, he glanced at Song Qian again.

I saw Song Qian sitting at the table with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Although Wu Qing was sure that he had taken away all the threatening weapons from her, at this moment, he still felt an inexplicable anxiety.

"Make sure Song Qian is alive." Wu Qing walked a few steps quickly, came to the door, and said to two of his men, "If she dies, everyone in the house will be buried."

There was a strong threat inside, and it seemed that it meant that everyone should be buried with Song Qian.

Qin Xirong looked ugly when she heard it, and Samuel almost wanted to rush over to grab Wu Qing and have a good fight, even the two guards were a little scared.

But only Song Qian, with a faint look in his eyes, seemed to care about everything.

"Yes." The two responded when they heard the words, and immediately stood up well.

Wu Qing took the golden needle and left quickly. Qin Xirong comforted Samuel for a while, and made sure that he was not excited, and then walked slowly to Song Qian.

"Song Qian, your vitality is really strong, even a poisonous snake can't bite you." Qin Xirong looked at Song Qian with resentment.

She thought that her last calculation would make Song Qian suffer.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I stole the chicken and couldn't lose the rice. Not only was Yin Bao'er trapped in the shark pond and scared enough, but also Yin Baoer was ruined.

She even was given to Samuel by adding original silver like goods.

If she didn't act decisively, she would find someone tattooed a rose on her face once back, adding a touch of amorous feelings, and tried her best to satisfy Samuel on the bed, she would even be tortured to death by the extremely angry Samuel.

Qin Xirong recalled that Huanai that was almost punished last night, her eyes dimmed, and she looked at Song Qian with a cold look.

She has suffered because of Song Qian, but Song Qian is healthy and peacefully protected by Pei Yilin.

Why!

Why?

Qin Xirong was full of jealousy in her heart, and a vicious thought clamored in her head to rush out.

She wanted Song Qian to suffer, she wanted her to die, but she couldn't die!

"Song Qian, do you think that not dying is a better result?" Qin Xirong looked at Song Qian sullenly, with a viper smile at the corner of her mouth, "In fact, sometimes death is better. Qianshou, you won’t know how others treat your corpse. And being alive means you may have to watch yourself being violated and abused!"

"You said, isn't it?" Qin Xirong waved at Samuel.

Samuel immediately came to Qin Xirong to support her.

Qin Xirong raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Qian's unchanging expression, and continued: "Song Qian, why don't you beg me, I'll make you die more simply now?"

"Qin Xirong, do you think I would be afraid of you?" Song Qian sneered in response to Qin Xirong's vicious eyes, "Pepe’s account, I haven’t settled with you yet, I won’t die easily, let alone let You died too easily."

"Oh? Song Qian, what a big tone!" Qin Xirong raised her eyebrows, leaning in Samuel's arms with a smile, "Samuel, you said, what happened that day was really wonderful. Pei Peipei The sharp-toothed person, under those men, is also very charming, isn't it? Not at all like her usual fierceness!"

Qin Xirong laughed and raised her eyebrows, seeming to intentionally irritate Song Qian: "Song Qian, if you were there and you were going to replace Pei Peipei, I wouldn't have any opinion. But unfortunately, you are not here, so Pepe can only do nothing. Fortunately, I left first..."

"Speaking of it, you are the one who killed Peipei. Song Qian, did you say it was not? You are the one who is most responsible for her death!"

With that said, Qin Xirong came out of Samuel's arms, took a few steps, and stood in front of Song Qian.

Her slender fingers ran across Song Qian's face lightly, with a look of annoyance.

Song Qian turned her head to the side, but Qin Xirong still remembered the touch of her men just now.

The touch was so good, it was as smooth as jelly, and I couldn't help but want to touch it again.

At the beginning, she was also white and tender, but now...

"Song Qian, your face is really white! Even this hand is white and tender." Qin Xirong suddenly sank when thinking of her face ruined by Yin Baoer.

Her slender fingers paused, and she grabbed Song Qian's arm, her slender nails, like the tips of needles, were about to pierce Song Qian's white and tender skin.

"Really?" Song Qian smiled coldly when he heard the words, got up quickly, and grabbed Qin Xirong's arm instead.

Qin Xirong was startled, and subconsciously wanted to struggle. Song Qian made another simple action, directly strangling her throat, and a thin gold needle pressed against her blood vessel.

Why does Song Qian still have a needle in his hand?And there is still a faint cyan color?

Could it be toxic?

Qin Xirong paled by the needle in Song Qian's hand, and her body was shaking uncontrollably, but her neck was stubbornly pushed back.

She was really afraid that she would accidentally hit the tip of the needle in Song Qian's hand and died.

"Qin Xirong, I asked you to say enough just now." Song Qian smiled faintly, and the gold needle moved closer to Qin Xirong's neck. "If you want to say it now, I won't stop it. But what about my gold needle? ..."

Song Qian smiled so deeply.

Qin Xirong looked at the needle in Song Qian's hand in shock, her voice trembling: "Song Qian, you dare not. Samuel, save me—"

Samuel was also stunned by Song Qian's sudden movements. When he realized that he wanted to take a gun, Song Qian smiled coldly, "Samuel, if you want to die with her, continue!"

Song Qian raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't care about Samuel's threat to him.

Samuel was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Qin Xirong with deep eyes.

She is the only woman he treats with an open heart, how could he let her die?

Even though Qin Xirong once wanted him to die, Samuel never thought about what to do with her.

And at this moment, after she was willing to follow him tenderly, he was even more reluctant to let her die!

"Song Qian, let her go. I can let you go." Samuel promised.

"I'm not allowed!" Qin Xirong looked at Samuel angrily, "She... dare not move me."

They finally caught Song Qian, how could he let her go easily?