Chapter 141 Raid (3)
As time went by, the atmosphere became strange and tense. Generally speaking, whoever lost his temper first and compromised first would admit defeat. So what would happen in this situation? Win or lose, it all depends on this one move!
Zhao Ziheng suddenly closed his eyes, and opened them again after a moment. It was obvious that he could not wait any longer: "I want to take her away."
Zhao Ziheng's words were straightforward, and it sounded as if what happened between Feng Qinghan and Huanling had nothing to do with him at all. He even ignored Huanling's previous words.
Huanling was stunned, as if she didn't expect Zhao Ziheng to say that suddenly. She glanced at Feng Qinghan. Feng Qinghan looked calm and didn't mind at all. How could Huanling not know? From the beginning to the end, since Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng appeared at the same time, Zhao Ziheng's attitude towards Feng Qinghan was something Huanling had never seen or heard of before. At the same time, Feng Qinghan's reaction was far beyond her expectations. Huanling vaguely sensed that there seemed to be some kind of relationship between the two? From what she knew, Zhao Ziheng and Feng Qinghan didn't have much contact, so what kind of relationship was there between the two? Huanling couldn't guess... Suddenly, Huanling thought of Canyun's words last night, and she had even less guessing.
Although thinking about it, Huanling still smiled and said meaningfully: "So you want to take her away like this?"
Zhao Ziheng knew that Huan Ling was referring to the chains on Yin Yin. He knew it was inconvenient to take Yin Yin away like this, so he said: "Those chains are not ordinary chains, right?"
Huan Ling was stunned again, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find it strange. After all, what kind of person is Zhao Ziheng? It's natural for him to know, but... the chain that bound Yin Yin was not common. It was very rare. Not to mention that very few people knew about it. From making materials to successfully making it, the complexity and time are unimaginable. There is no doubt that Feng Qinghan would know it.
Ignoring Huan Ling's astonishment, Zhao Ziheng said calmly: "Tell me, what do you want in exchange for handing over the key?"
The corners of Huan Ling's lips twitched a little. She tried very hard to adjust her inner impulse and said with a forced smile: "You don't seem to understand what I said before?"
This time it was Zhao Ziheng who sneered and said: "That has nothing to do with me, and besides..."
Halfway through his words, Zhao Ziheng suddenly paused. Huanling's heart tightened, as if she was very alert to what Zhao Ziheng would say next. To be precise, Huanling found that she could not ignore anything Zhao Ziheng said, because every word of his could very likely bring her unexpected shock.
Zhao Ziheng suddenly turned his gaze to Feng Qinghan, and after a moment, he turned his gaze back to Huanling and said: "That's what you said, I didn't agree."
For a moment, Huan Ling didn't seem to understand what Zhao Ziheng meant. No matter how he listened to it, it was a blatant provocation. In this situation? Huan Ling stared at Zhao Ziheng blankly, obviously not believing it. Could it be that Zhao Ziheng still had the confidence to move forward and backward freely in this situation? Huan Ling thought of Zhao Ziheng's expression when he called out the assassin she had ambushed. There was no tension or hesitation. If it was Feng Qinghan, Huan Ling would not be surprised, but Zhao Ziheng... Did she underestimate him too much? Huan Ling thought so.
"So, do you think it's possible to escape from here? Take her with you!" Huan Ling suppressed the hesitation in his heart, and while reminding Zhao Ziheng, he carefully observed his reaction.
In response, Zhao Ziheng did not respond, but smiled coldly.
At this time, Feng Qinghan habitually opened the folding fan in his hand, facing Zhao Ziheng, and said: "Brother Zhao, what you said is exactly what I want."
Feng Qinghan's words instantly made Huan Ling feel a chill down her spine. She looked back and forth between Zhao Ziheng and Feng Qinghan, and found that the two did not seem to be bragging. Why were they so confident in this situation? Didn't they forget their situation? No, this was obviously impossible, so why?
A thousand questions suddenly ignited in Huanling's mind. She didn't understand what Feng Qinghan was thinking, or did she still underestimate him? And Zhao Ziheng, why was he so confident? Was it because he believed that he could get away with it in this situation? But where did his confidence come from? Because his skills were not inferior to Feng Qinghan's? This was impossible. Even Huanling herself still didn't know how strong Feng Qinghan was, so how could Zhao Ziheng know? At this moment, Huanling felt that both Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng should not be underestimated. The two of them could remain calm and composed in the face of danger. This was not because of their mentality and self-control, but because of their experience and... ability!
Time passed by . Facing two people like Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng, Huan Ling was speechless because she knew that they were not people who could be shaken by words. Not only words, but also the situation and occasion were the same. What should she do in the face of such two people? How can she not lose her composure when she is in an advantageous position?
"Do you want to hand over the key yourself, or do we have to take it ourselves ?" Feng Qinghan waved the folding fan in his hand, which was purely a habitual action. He spoke the lines slowly and looked at the person behind the drama. There was a perfect arc on his lips. The smile was like a magic, which made people feel dazed.
Having said this, the meaning couldn't be clearer. This was Feng Qinghan's ultimatum to Huan Ling...
