[Black Basket] It's time to help each other

Akashi Masaru is also not as smart as his brother, not as powerful as his brother, and not as useful as his brother.

Being so weak, he wants to protect his brother.

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Zheng also goes to the same elementary school as his brother, but they are not in the same class.

Every morning we take a private car together to go to school, and the same goes home, accompanied by some bodyguards.

One hot summer day, Akashi, who had no activities after school, arrived at the school gate earlier than Seiya as usual.Standing in some shaded place, waiting for him a little impatiently, the heat made Akashi a little irritable in his heart.

After a while, Zheng also gradually walked in from a distance, with the same expressionless expression on his face.One month after his mother passed away two years ago, his younger brother has become even more annoying than before. Let alone being lazy, he is really sorry for the expectations of his mother and father.

Suddenly, Akashi saw Seiya looking behind him in horror, and the next second a big hand grabbed his back collar. Akashi felt bad, and just about to struggle, he saw the person behind him slipping out of his cuff. □□ quietly arrived on the back of his neck.

He suppressed his voice and said: "Don't make a sound." He pointed the gun at the point of warning, as if saying that if you dare to cry, you will be shot.

Hearing this voice, Akashi frowned, knowing that their bodyguard had been replaced without much thought.

In just a few seconds, Zheng in the distance also discovered the heresy, ignored his brother's eyes wanting to leave quickly, and walked towards them without stopping.

Without waiting for his brother and the people behind him to speak, Zheng also raised his head slightly with a cold look in his eyes, looked directly at him, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency must be clear about the importance of an eldest son and a youngest son? "

The man was stunned, came back to his senses, and said angrily, "Little brat..."

"Take the eldest son and go." The other person behind him, his accomplice, quickly made a decision, looked at Akashi Seijuro who was being blocked by the gun, and said, "He stays."

"This..." The man was obviously hesitating, "Hurry up!"

"Tsk." The person on the handle pushed forward vigorously, grabbed another child beside him, and immediately got into the car parked beside him.

"Good luck to you!"

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His eyes were blindfolded, his hands were tied behind his back, feeling the bump of the car, Zheng could bear the fear in his heart, but his young body fell into a coma.

Just when he woke up, the speed of the car had already slowed down a lot, and it stopped after a while.

The big man didn't see that Zheng was also a child in his teens, so he was soft-handed. He directly dragged him into the factory, threw him against the wall, and let out a 'bang'.

Zheng also turned pale when he was hit, but he still refused to make the slightest sound.

There was a sudden pain on his face, the man took away the cloth strips covering his eyes, Zheng also squinted his eyes, and it took a while to get used to it.

Leaning his back against the wall, he lowered his head and carefully looked at the surrounding things through the slits of his bangs.

This is an old abandoned factory, about five or six hundred square meters in size. Diagonally opposite him, a hundred meters away is the exit, and there is a man guarding the door.

Just as Zheng was looking at him, the man who pointed the gun at his brother came towards him, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Seeing this, he raised his head and quickly scanned the factory. Although he couldn't look carefully, he could see clearly that there were only three people on the other side. One was standing at the door, one was walking towards him, and the other was leaning on the container not far away. smoking.

The visitor walked up to Zhengya, knelt down to look him at the same level, and pointed the camera in his hand at Zhengya.The other hand pinched Seiya's chin dishonestly, forcing him to raise his snow-white neck, watching the changes in the picture in the camera with great interest.

"Second, your taste hasn't changed yet." The smoker beside him said to the man in front of him with some helplessness mixed with nostalgia.

"It's been a long time since I haven't done this, my hands are a little itchy. Besides, seeing such a tempting little thing, I can't justify it without doing it." The man said and stuffed his thumb pinched on his chin into Masayoshi's mouth viciously .

Zheng didn't expect the man to make such a move, and his eyes couldn't help but widen a lot.It's so disgusting, so nauseating, these two thoughts filled his brain and kept appearing.

The man was not satisfied with sticking it into his mouth, he stirred it, and kept touching his tongue and the inner wall of his mouth, staring at the picture with madness and satisfaction: "Look, look. One of the few chaebols in Japan Will the boss' son be ashamed to death if he is toyed with like this?!"

Zheng also closed his eyes, as if he had given up resistance, the grievance in his heart continued to expand, and something hot overflowed his eyes.Not wanting others to see his weak expression, he lowered his head recklessly.

The man saw that there was only the boy's hair in the camera, and he became angry when he couldn't get a straight face. He pulled out the finger in Masayoshi's mouth, regardless of whether it was stained with saliva, and slapped it without thinking.

'Snapped'

The crisp sound echoed in the empty factory.

Zheng Ye's head was inevitably slapped aside by the man, there were obvious red marks on his fair face, and there were still tears in his slightly dilated red eyes.

The smoking man frowned and snuffed out the cigarette butt and said, "Don't go too far."

"It's okay, I know how to measure." The man assured the man with a smile.

Zheng also came back to his senses a long time ago during their conversation, and lowered his head again, the rope binding his hands was just worn out by the knife he carried with him.

Now, we need to wait for an opportunity to act.

"Tch, if I had known how stubborn he is, it would be better than before. I would have tied them together if I had known." The man complained nonchalantly, not only for Zheng Ye, but also because he was dissatisfied with the decision he made before.

"What did you say?!" The man standing guard at the door became unhappy when he heard this.

"Hehe, what's the matter? I'm just dissatisfied with why we have to change the hostages! Wouldn't it be good to have both of them captured?!" Anyway, the interest in the child gradually faded away, the man put down the camera, and clapped his hands loudly, provocatively. Looking at the third child at the door.

"Hmph, I've endured you for a long time." The man called the third child walked over, not to be outdone.

The boss at the side wanted to step forward to stop it, but the second child cut off the conversation: "Boss, don't worry about it, he and I have long hated each other, let's take this opportunity to settle it!"

"Yeah, yeah, I don't see how I can teach him a good lesson. I'm dissatisfied now, but I'll have to deal with it in the future!"

The boss had no choice but to stop: "Enough is enough."

Zheng, who was huddled in the corner, also seemed to be forgotten, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, let's make trouble, the bigger the better, the more powerful the better.

The hands on the back of the waist are tightly holding the knife, and the eyes are still downcast, but the fierceness and madness in the eyes are not the same as the previous fragility.

It's fine to hurt me... and even try to hurt my brother...

The fundus of the red left eye was plated with a strange layer of rose gold for some reason, and it was so beautiful.