Douluo: You call this a toy

"Give you one last second!"

Before Yang Fan finished speaking, the burly man spoke, "Chu family."

At this time, the prison guards arrived, opened the iron door, and four or five people rushed in.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

One of the prison guards ran the fastest. He stepped forward and kicked Yang Fan to the side. Then the other two men went over and held him down.

"He is a killer sent by the Chu family, and he wants to kill me!"

Yang Fan shouted.

"Nonsense. If you cause trouble again while I'm on duty, don't blame me for being rude."

The speaker was a junior leader among the prison guards. He uttered harsh words and had someone carry the burly man away.

Um?Why isn't the door closed?Aren't you afraid of escaping?Yang Fan thought of escaping, but for the sake of Lu Liuer, he immediately gave up the idea.

The door of the detention center opened, and a car took the burly man to the hospital.

In a villa building in Bishui Villa, even though it was late at night, the lights were still bright.

A man was sitting in the hall, his fingers gently caressing the portrait. His eyes were red. He looked very similar to the man in the portrait, except that his body was stronger and his skin was slightly darker.

The middle-aged man on the side sighed, "Shaojie, go to bed early." After saying that, he entered the bedroom.

"Brother, I'm late. You wait over there and I'll ask the murderer to accompany you."

The man muttered to himself, put down the portrait, then took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands with gentle movements, folded it neatly, and put it back in his pocket.

His cell phone rang, he just glanced at it and answered it expressionlessly.

"Failed."

Chu Shaojie put down his cell phone, looked calm, took out a foreign cigarette, lit it and took a few puffs, then walked upstairs.

"Is there anyone? Help..."

In a basement, Zhou Zili was so weak that he huddled in the corner. He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't. No one had come here since he was thrown here, and it seemed that he had been forgotten.

"Brother Fan, are you dead? Why don't you come to save me? I can't hold on any longer. Those turtles are so cruel. They don't care about me and just let me die on my own."

"I haven't been in love yet, and I don't want to die yet..."

There is no hope of waiting for others to come to save you. You have to give it a try before you die, bang your head against the wall, and hit it again and again to save your strength.

In the dead of night, the sound of impact was very loud, making people feel heartbroken.

The hard work paid off, and finally the residents upstairs were alarmed. They stayed up late at night and were crazy. Some picked up their mobile phones to complain to the community security, while others followed the source of the sound.

It took about half an hour. Under the leadership of security, a group of people waited to find the first floor. However, the sound disappeared. Everyone was cursing and about to leave. The sound started again, but it was much weaker than before.

"The sound came from underground. It's so abominable. Please don't show mercy later."

A middle-aged man angrily ran down the stairs toward the basement.

"Yes, it did come from below."

With a crash, they all poured into the basement.

"I found it, here it is."

The middle-aged man who arrived first was noisily knocking on the door.

"How despicable, making noise in the middle of the night and preventing me from sleeping!"

A security guard cleared his throat and shouted: "People inside, listen, you have seriously affected everyone's rest, please be quiet."

"I have already called the police. For those who have no quality, we can only let the police deal with it."

"My child finally fell asleep, but he was woken up by the thumping sound. It was so annoying."

……

Zhou Zili's head was smashed and his head was dizzy. When he heard the movement outside, he was afraid that someone was gone, so he hit harder, but the hit was too hard and he passed out.

"It's silent again. People may know that they are wrong. The people upstairs and downstairs may have hard reasons. Let's leave."

An aunt advised.

"No, it will prevent us from sleeping, so we can't let it go."

"Yes, either come out and apologize to everyone."

……

While everyone was talking and scolding the owner of the house, the police arrived.

After understanding the situation, the police began to call the door, but after calling for a long time, no one came out and no movement was heard inside, so they had no choice but to knock on the door. Fortunately, the door was made of wood, and the police were so powerful that they kicked it open with both feet.

The guys turned on their cell phones and rushed in. When the lights were turned on, they were all stunned. The people who had been so aggressive and murderous just now were surprised and sympathetic at the same time.

Because in the corner inside, there was a man tied up with ropes, his face covered with blood. It seemed that someone had been kidnapped and he was sending out a distress signal.

"Help quickly."

Two policemen rushed over, first tore off the tape on Zhou Zili's mouth, then untied the rope, carried him on their backs and rushed out of the basement. The police car whistled and roared away.

Those heads of households who scold others feel guilty. They are forced to do so, okay? What a great self-help that is.

Zhou Zili was lying on the bed at the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. When he opened his eyes, he saw a majestic face. He suddenly said excitedly: "Comrade, I was kidnapped. You can't let the murderer go, and my classmate Yang Fan." , something might have happened."

Seeing that Zhou Zili was okay, the police officer asked him about the situation. Zhou Zili gave him the details and suspected that the kidnapper was Chu Zixing's. The policeman left after asking.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Liu Xueru leaned on the sofa, thinking about whether Yang Fan was beaten in the detention center and whether he could be released without charge. In short, he thought a lot.

White House.

Lu Liu'er was also not sleepy. As soon as she closed her eyes, her eyes were filled with blood. Thinking about the courage she had at that time to scratch Chu Shaoxing, and thinking about Yang Fan suffering for her in the detention center, she burst into tears. Fall down.

I have two brothers, one is my biological brother and the other is you. My brother died to save others, and you went to prison for me. Brother, if nothing happens to you, I will follow you to death in this life. If you are gone, I will honor you for you. Parents; She stood in front of the window, opened the window, looked at the bright stars in the distant sky, and was lost in thought.

The door opened and Bai Lan walked in. He found her standing in front of the window and walked over slowly.

"Can't you sleep? Stop thinking so much. Yang Fan will be fine."

She closed the window and drew the curtains.

"It's not a place for people to live there at all. I was the one who hurt him."

As Lu Liuer blamed herself, Bai Lan pulled her to the bed.

"Okay, don't think about it. I'm curious, how did you two meet? Tell me about it, please?"

A smile appeared on Lu Liuer's face.

"That day, I took my brother's ashes home and met a robber on the bus..."

Slowly, the smile on Lu Liuer's face became brighter and brighter. It was a happy smile.

After listening to Lu Liu'er's story, Bai Lan seemed to have a new understanding of Yang Fan, who was willing to help others, brave in righteousness, and rescued the wounded. His image became taller in her heart.

"You know? If he can be acquitted, I am willing to stay by his side and never leave him!"

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, should she give a blessing or...?