Chapter 2219

The short-haired woman really didn't expect that Zhongjiu would put a knife on her neck when he got mad.

He knew that Chongjiu's dagger had been stained with countless blood. Quite a number of people had been killed under that dagger, and its murderous intent was surprisingly strong.

Just putting it on the neck makes people feel chilly.

Moreover, the short-haired woman realized that Chongjiu seemed to really want to kill him, and she was already feeling pain.

Chongjiu said contemptuously: "You just want to put pressure on me with your mouth. You don't even look at who you are. Do you have the qualifications?"

After Chongjiu finished speaking, the short-haired woman felt that the dagger had gone deeper under her skin.

The short-haired woman was so frightened that she could not breathe. She hurriedly said: "Chongjiu... calm down, Chongjiu... if you have something to say, say it carefully..."

At this time, the short-haired woman no longer had the arrogance she had just now, and her calves were trembling.

Because she felt that Chongjiu might really kill him.

Chongjiu sighed disdainfully: "I'm warning you, stay calm and don't talk to me in that tone again. Otherwise, I'll have to deal with you first before I can deal with Xiang Qiuchi."

The short-haired woman trembled: "You... you can't do this, you really can't do this... Chongjiu, we are in the same organization, you... you should know, you can't kill me... If, you I think my attitude just now made you unhappy, I...can apologize..."

Chongjiu said with disgust: "It's really disgusting... I thought you were a tough person... It turns out that you are just a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death..."

The short-haired woman's face instantly turned red.

However, although her face was slapped, the fatal dagger from her neck was finally taken away, and her life was saved, which made her somewhat relieved.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Chongjiu had already retreated and sat down again. However, the murderous aura in him had not subsided. It seemed that if she dared to say the wrong thing again, he would come up and kill her at any time.

Chongjiu was sitting there, holding a piece of cotton cloth and slowly wiping the blood on the dagger.

The short-haired woman raised her hand and touched her neck. Her hand felt warm, and she gasped in pain.

She put her hand in front of her eyes and saw that it was stained red with blood.

Although the wound on the neck did not damage the aorta, it should not be shallow.

The short-haired woman was extremely depressed at the moment, feeling that Chongjiu was a lunatic, but...she didn't dare to show anything on the surface at this time.

I can only suppress this breath.

Moreover, he had to pretend to be a grandson and apologize to Chongjiu.

The short-haired woman lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I... I'm actually just anxious and want to... finish the task quickly, so... I spoke a little too anxiously..."

Chongjiu: "Go away!"

The short-haired woman clenched her hands.

However, when she thought about the mission, she still suppressed her anger and said in a soft voice: "Chongjiu, I have something to say, and I will leave after I finish speaking."

However, Chongjiu refused to give him any face: "I don't want to hear it, you can get out."

The short-haired woman wanted to vomit blood.

She said: "I know you are very angry now, but... I still hope you can calm down and listen to me. You also know that the organization to execute Xiang Qiuchi this time is determined. If we fail this time, then you go back After that, the status will definitely decline. If this task is taken over by someone else, then...the credit will be taken away..."