There was no sound in the earpiece for the time being, but the child's tender breathing sound suddenly appeared, just like watching the embarrassed Kumaru Murakami face to face. The mobile phone screen in the middle was like a mirror, water moon, and it was broken at the touch.

After a while, the child saw that there was no sound on the earpiece, sobbed twice and said silly: "Mom, why is there no sound? Is the phone connected? Why is Dad not speaking? Did the phone call wrong? Alas, I miss Dad, I haven't seen him for a long time!"

Just as Kikumaru Murakami struggled his head and was about to make a stubborn sound through the handkerchief, the phone was suddenly removed. Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and hung up the phone inadvertently. Then he slowly pretended that the phone had not hung up yet. He pretended to be unstoppable at the other end of the phone: "Brother, we haven't asked yet. This kid is stubborn. It seems that he can only use this little brat to start surgery first. By the way, the child is tender, don't be cruel first, let's put some blood on her first. If Murakami doesn't explain at that time, let's take action again and cut off her tender flesh one by one for me!"

"Buzz————" Murakami Kikumaru felt that a heart was about to jump out of the back door of his head. His daughter's voice kept rushing in circles like a tight spell. He looked pale and retching twice. Finally, he saw the coffin crying. When the Yellow River died, he cried and wet the cloth strips covering his eyes. The hand that clamped his hands and feet were loosened unknowingly. It was Ning Feng'er's move, and the heat was almost the same, so naturally he wanted to take the bait.

Murakami Kikumaru cried "whimper" while groping in the darkness, crawling towards the source of the sound like a flesh worm. Just as he was exploring the way, his head hit something firmly, as if it was a dark chair legs. He didn't care, and followed the sound and rubbed under the trousers of the person who was calling, like a poor wandering dog. While sobbing, he sobbed timidly: "I said, please don't touch my daughter. I say everything, what do you want to know, I tell you, you have a lot of adults, don't vent your child!"

Long Junchen looked at this guy who turned against him faster than reading books, and his heart moved slightly and sighed secretly. He felt sorry for his parents in the world. Being a killer, especially a killer who licks blood on the edge of the knife every day. It is best not to get married and have children. With concern, there is a handle. No matter how cold-blooded you are, you are a mask of hypocrisy and a fragile skin. No matter how cold you are, you cannot ignore the young children, an elderly mother, and a wife you think of.

Long Junchen admitted that this move was very inauthentic and despicable, and used this method to force people to submit. But now is an extraordinary period and time is tight. Besides, Long Junchen has always been a person who likes to use sewer tactics. He doesn't talk about any martial ethics, how he hurts, how cruel, and how he is cheap, he will use whatever move!

Long Junchen moved forward a few steps, rubbed a soft cloth shoe on the ground, and then gently pushed away Murakami Kikumaru's head, which was begging like a stray dog, stepped on his face and twisted it on the ground, and gently lit a cigarette. The red cigarette butts flashed in the dark environment. As Long Junchen breathed every time, Long Junchen paused. After Murakami Kikumaru's sob gradually became smaller, he kicked Murakami Kikumaru's head and said slowly: "Mr. Murakami, I was here to do it.

I don't want to vent my child, I admit that it's a bit unauthentic, but you really don't want to be honest with me, don't want to be honest with me, and be honest with me. Since that's the case, you are such a hypocritical villain, a coward who dares not behave, then I don't want your daughter to continue to stay in a family like you, and continue to be the daughter of a man with a morally corrupted man. Or let her reincarnate early and let her choose a kind-hearted father again. Hiss, this should be a merit for me."

Long Junchen's words became more and more slutty and more and more. This logic that could be called a genius made Ning Feng'er, who was expressionless on the side, couldn't help frowning. However, she didn't say anything more. After all, it was unanimous to the outside world. The most important thing now was to ask Qian Feng's whereabouts and what the mysterious organization called Zi Qilin came from. Long Junchen's words were incompatible, but as long as they could scare Murakami Kirimaru, all methods could be used.

Murakami Kikumaru kept trembling with both hands, and his mind and defense were completely shattered by Long Junchen. His daughter's "Dad" kept echoing like tinnitus in his head. He leaned against the floor in despair, remembering the first time he had worked hard for Zi Qilin. He had killed people, but he did not rely on killing people for a living, and never thought that he would rely on killing people for a living. The only time he took action recklessly was discovered by Zi Qilin's people.

At that time, the family urgently needed money. The elderly grandmother had a car accident, but the driver of the accident fled. The incompetent policeman closed the case in a hurry. The grandmother lay in despair and helplessly. Murakami Kikumaru held back and did not go to investigate the murderer. Instead, she tried to make money first and found a way to make money in a legitimate way. Unfortunately, she was not lucky and didn't make money. The principal was cheated of him. He finally couldn't help it. All kinds of pressure mixed together, distorting his reason.

He was furious and went to find someone to argue. After failing to do so, he killed the person who cheated him of money. His martial arts are very high, but he has nowhere to be used. When he was murdered, he was secretly discovered by others. Seeing that the police were about to come to the door sooner or later, all this seemed to be a little worse. If he was imprisoned, even if he was not detained for a long time, he would not find a decent job after he came out. Grandma was about to undergo surgery, but she couldn't save enough money to save her life, and the whole sky seemed to be falling.

Murakami Kikumaru was desperate. At this time when he was at the end of his life, Zi Qilin came to him and promised that as long as he signed a death contract with them, he would serve Zi Qilin for life and go through fire and water for Zi Qilin, he would send money to his house on time until his grandmother's illness was cured.
Chapter completed!