Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Jian Yunzhang and Fang Zhuo were dragged into a car and taken into a small forest.

Then the two were tied up and tied to the tree trunk.

Lin Feng went straight to work and punched each of them in the stomach as if it were a sandbag.

Because both of their mouths were taped, they couldn't scream even if they felt pain.

Fang Zhuo was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. Jian Yunzhang was old, so he broke out in cold sweats due to the pain.

The grove is not far from the fire, and you can hear the fire trucks roaring past.

Lin Feng asked: "Boss An, what should we do next?"

An Nansheng said bitterly, "Take off their coats. They won't freeze to death, but they will freeze to death."

Lin Feng was ruthless and directly stripped off the down jackets of the two people.

It was getting dark soon. It was out in the wilderness. Without a down jacket to keep warm, people would be frozen to death.

Jian Yunzhang and Fang Zhuo's eyes were filled with fear, but no matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the ropes.

An Nansheng said coldly: "Jian Yunzhang, I, An Nansheng, am not done with your Jian family yet."

Jian Yunzhang's eyes widened. He was actually threatened by a little girl!

After An Nansheng finished speaking, he did not stop and left with his men.

It was getting dark.

There are not many people in this village at night, even in broad daylight. Even when there was a fire and so many fire trucks came, there was not even anyone to watch the fun.

Old houses like this are mostly uninhabited. Those who do live there have moved to the roadside and built new small Western-style houses.

Jian Yunzhang chose this place because there was no one here and it was safe.

Now I am dumbfounded.

Without the down jacket to keep out the wind, cold and warmth, the thermal underwear and wool sweaters on your body are completely useless.

The icy wind blew straight into their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, both of them felt chilled to the bone.

The key point is that this place gets even colder once it gets dark.

The tree that Fang Zhuo was tied to was quite thick. He moved for a long time and finally moved his body to the leeward side to avoid being blown directly.

The tree that Jian Yunzhang was holding was only as thick as a bowl. He felt like he was standing naked in the cold wind, and the bones in his head seemed to be frozen.

What’s even worse is that the temperature is still dropping and will soon drop below zero.

The rope around Fang Zhuo's legs wasn't very tight, so he stamped his feet in the cold to avoid freezing.

He didn't want to freeze to death here, so he took great pains to rub the tape off his mouth on his shoulder.

He used so much force that he even suspected his face was bruised.

But he couldn't feel whether his skin was broken or not, because his whole body was numb from the cold, and his face was also numb.

After his mouth was free, Fang Zhuo shouted for help.

It’s a pity that it’s so cold that there are not even birds let alone people.

"Director Jian, what should we do?"

After all, Jian Yunzhang was old and almost frozen silly. He hung his head and said nothing.

Fang Zhuo didn't give up and shouted a few more times, but there was still no response.

There was a half moon in the sky, so the fields were not completely dark.

It's just that this place is a bit far from where people live.

Fang Zhuo still didn't give up. Seeing that their clothes were not far away, he stretched out his feet to grab them.

But even though he wished he could break his joints, he was still a little short of the clothes.

After all this, he really wasn't feeling so cold anymore.

So I didn't dare to stop and just kept moving around changing postures.

He also didn't forget to call out Jian Yunzhang from time to time.

"Mr. Jian, are you okay?"

"Mr. Jian, please move a little. It will warm you up."

Jian Yunzhang still didn't move. Fang Zhuo panicked a little, thinking, could Jian Yunzhang have frozen to death?

Then will An Nansheng kill me?