The man endured the pain and drew a deep breath before saying:
"Every grievance has its source, every debt its debtor. Just go take revenge on that person.
Why kill everyone here?"
Song Yaoyao flashed a wicked grin and said:
"Want to know?
But what can I do? I just don't feel like telling you!"
"Girl, it's all right if you don't want to tell me.
But I have a treasure here. How about I give it to you, and you let me leave?"
"You really have a treasure?"
"I do. It's right here inside my robe."
Liu Zheheng hurriedly said:
"Little Sister, don't believe his lies. It could be a trap."
"Don't worry, Big Brother. I'm not that stupid!"
Song Yaoyao turned to the old man and said with a beaming smile:
"That treasure of yours must be impressive. One of your legs was blown off, yet the treasure is still perfectly intact?
Then again, you weren't blown to death, so it's understandable that the treasure wasn't blown apart either!"
The old man ground his teeth in fury at Song Yaoyao's words, but he was certain that if he could lure her over, he could seize her and use her to secure his escape.
At that thought, he swallowed his anger and forced a smile.
"You're quite right, miss. That just shows how precious my treasure is."
Seeing him like this, Song Yaoyao instantly lost interest in teasing him. Her smile vanished as she said:
"You old bastard, do you really think I'm that easy to fool? You're underestimating me!
You want to lure me over, grab me, and use me to escape, don't you?
If you want a hostage, you've picked the wrong person."
"Girl, how could you think that?
I'm a good person."
"Heh, how can you