Chapter 1178 1292, Help...

He Jingxing frowned and looked at Ding Han, "When did you become so disobedient? Or do you think I will harm you?"

"Mr. He saved my life. Even if you really want my life, I have nothing to say, but how dare I ask Mr. He to pour tea for me?"

He Jingxing smiled, got up slowly, put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray halfway up, then put one hand into his trouser pocket, and approached Ding Han.

When he came to her side, he paused, then turned around suddenly, and stretched out his hand to grab Ding Han's throat.

Things turned so fast, Ding Han was completely caught off guard, she didn't dare to struggle, she had seen this man's skills before, the more she struggled, the faster she died, "Mr. He... What did I do wrong..."

He Jingxing's other hand was still in his trouser pocket, but his one hand was enough to make Ding Han unable to move. He said coldly, "It's your fault that you recovered your memory but didn't tell me."

Ding Han's pupils dilated slightly, "Mr. He...ahem...I haven't...restored my memory..."

"yes?"

"Yes, it is……"

He Jingxing let go of Ding Han's throat, but held her wrist again. With a force, he clasped her wrist behind his back, and then found a rope from nowhere to tie her hands behind his back.

Ding Han still hadn't recovered from his breathing, "Mr. He... what do you mean?"

"Try to see if you have recovered your memory."

"Mr. He, I... ah..." Ding Han was pushed so hard by He Jingxing that he fell onto the sofa.

He Jingxing walked over again, squatted down, and began to tie Ding Han's feet with a rope.

Ding Han didn't dare to struggle, she was Ding Han now, the Ding Han who obeyed He Jingxing's words, and it was useless to struggle, because she was no match for the moody man in front of her.

Ding Han tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, "Mr. He, what do you want to try? I will cooperate with you."

He Jingxing ignored Ding Han's question, tied up her feet and got up to go to the study, and came out of the study after a while, came to Ding Han with a black bag in his hand and sat down.

Ding Han watched He Jingxing unpack the bag, and what appeared in his sight was several cylindrical things bundled together, with a black rectangular box tied to it, and four wires of different colors were connected between the box and the cylindrical thing. with.

Ding Han had never been in the army, so he couldn't recognize what it was, but he always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it on TV.

He Jingxing threw away the bag, and began to tie the things in his hands around Ding Han's waist.

Ding Han subconsciously wanted to escape, but his hands and feet were bound and he couldn't move at all. Suddenly, some scenes from the TV flashed in his mind, and Ding Han's face turned pale instantly, "Mr. He... this...is this a bomb? "

He Jingxing kept moving his hands, and a bloodthirsty smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Secretary Ding has a good eye."

Ding Han could no longer calm down now, and began to struggle violently, "Mr. He...I have always been loyal to you...how could you treat me like this...let me go...let me go..."

He Jingxing frowned, "Don't move, it will be tied right away."

Ding Han struggled more intensely, shouting loudly, "Help, help..."

"To shut up!"

At this critical moment, Ding Han's mind went blank, and he could only instinctively shout: "Help, help... ah..."

He Jingxing slashed at the back of Ding Han's neck with a knife, and she passed out instantly.

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