The lost beauty

The sun shines directly into the house, and there is a layer of turbid dust floating in the air. Wei Jin chokes a few breaths, and then sees Xiao Fei who is tied high to the concrete pillar in the room, his feet are hanging in the air However, the feet are covered with long rusty iron nails, each nail is polished and has a sharp point, and each nail is enough to stab a cow to death.

Wei Jin couldn't move any more, he found that the other end of the rope was being held by a masked man.

It turns out that the game has already been set up, no wonder they are so negligent in defense.

"Let him go!"

Wei Jin didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to stand a few steps away to negotiate with that person.

"Pass the check to that table!" The man ordered, pointing directly at a broken table in the middle of the room.

Wei Jin hesitated, then moved to the center of the room step by step.

At this time, Weifei seemed to hear Weijin's voice, and slowly woke up. At this time, the cloth in his mouth had been taken away, and he looked at his brother as soon as he opened his eyes. He was startled and worried, and hurriedly called a few times: "elder brother!……"

Seeing Xiao Fei wriggling restlessly on the pillar, Wei Jin was so frightened that she quickly stopped him, "Xiao Fei is obedient, don't move around! Brother is here to take you home!"

Only then did he realize his situation, and when he lowered his head, the dozens of iron nails really frightened him, and his heartbeat began to speed up.

The masked man yelled impatiently: "Boy, hurry up and put the money away obediently! My hands are sore! Don't be afraid that if I accidentally slip my hand, your brother will be inserted into a honeycomb hole!"

"No!" Wei Jin stepped forward in a hurry, and put the check on the black instrument according to the masked man's instructions.

Weijin's hand holding the check suddenly trembled, because he found that the device was a recognizer, (As for asking me what the hell this device is, I don't know, the great creator—the poster is because of the plot~) As soon as the check was placed The amount will be displayed by voice soon after reaching the top. If... Weijin's brain works quickly, if the masked person knows that the money is not enough, he will let go immediately, and Xiaofei will... a bead of sweat will slide down the corner of his forehead in an instant.

"Put it up quickly!" The masked man urged, the rope in his hand was already being lowered, and Xiao Fei's body was also sliding down.

"I'll let it go!" Weijin moved the check up little by little, but her eyes were fixed on the masked man five steps away from her.

"Didi-yi--"

While the instrument was reflecting the amount of the check, at the critical moment, Weijin kicked the wooden chair on the side and knocked down the masked man. As soon as the rope was loosened, Weijin also ran to grab it in a few steps in a timely manner.

When Wei Fei's toes touched the iron nails, Wei Jin grasped the rope tightly with all her strength, and pulled it up and down again. When she looked up and saw that Xiao Fei was safe, she felt relieved.

Wei Fei was also frightened by this sudden slide, and soon saw his brother struggling to hold on to the rope for him, and suddenly felt very moved in his heart, and regretted those words that he said that day. Those words must have hurt his brother. He obviously worried about himself and cared about himself.

Wei Fei admits that he used to hate life and was very afraid of death.Now, for the first time, he faced death so calmly, "Brother, leave me alone! You can go!"

At the same time, several black cars were speeding along the highway, whistling with dust.

Soon, the instrument reported the amount of the check - 100 million yuan.

The masked man was thrown into a daze by the chair, and when he heard the number, he immediately jumped up from the ground in anger, "Damn, how dare you play me!" Wiping the blood from his forehead, he stared viciously at the Weijin brothers, " You two are dead!"

"An accident happened, get out of here!", the masked man said a few words to the signal machine on his wrist, and then went up to shake hands with Wei Jin.

Because Weijin was still holding the rope in her hands, Weijin herself was greatly restricted, and was soon caught by the masked man. Weijin was holding on to the rope, but was restrained by the masked man with the rope Stop, and mercilessly hit Weijin with fists and kicks, and soon Weijin couldn't bear to be beaten to the ground, but still clung to the rope tightly.

At this time, the masked man went to the corner and picked up the blunt iron rod. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the black cloth, and he walked slowly towards Weijin.

Seeing this scene, Wei Fei's eyes widened, and he quickly cried out, "Brother, let go of the rope! Please let go... run away! Please!...Woooooo...Brother! "

Weijin was a little dizzy from being punched just now, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the masked man holding a solid iron rod and swinging towards him, and Xiao Fei's heart-rending cries could be heard beside his ears, but He still didn't move a bit.

Weijin closed his eyes desperately. At that moment, he thought of Mo Yufeng who was far away in the sky, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye, "Dad, I'm sorry! I can't save Xiao Fei this time!"

"Boom—" the door was suddenly opened rudely.

Then, there was the crisp sound of the iron rod hitting the ground. Wei Jin didn't feel the pain of being hit by the iron rod as he imagined, so he opened his eyes with difficulty.

Seeing the masked man knelt on the ground with difficulty, covering his arms with his hands, Wei Jin found a short dagger stuck in the arm where he just held the iron rod.

The people who rushed over looked anxious, but they didn't expect it to be Sun Zike, followed by more than a dozen bodyguards in black suits, and soon someone went to rescue Xiao Fei.

Only then did Wei Jin let go of the rope in his hands in relief, and his palms were scorched by the rope, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

Sun Tzu Ke clapped his hands, and soon someone brought seven or eight accomplices up, "Zhao Nan! All the people who were ambushing around you have been arrested. I called the police, and the police will be here soon! So... let's arrest you!" Sun Tzuke leaned closer to the black-faced man's ear and said.

The man took off the mask fiercely, only then did Wei Jin realize that this man was actually the "Black Eagle Man", he smiled disapprovingly and said, "Hmph! It's a big deal to go in and stay for a few years, and after ten years, he will be a good man again!"

Originally, Zhao Nan had already made arrangements. He had arranged thugs around the warehouse. If something happened, at least he could escape unscathed.And they had agreed in advance that if Mo Yufeng called the police or brought someone to rescue the hostages, they would tear up the ticket without hesitation.

But Zhao Nan didn't expect that he would fall in the hands of a boy under 17 years old, what a miscalculation!

The group of people was taken down, sirens blared, and several police assistants in uniform came in to take simple notes, and soon escorted the group away.

When Sun Tzu Ke helped Wei Jin out, a bodyguard rushed over, "Manager Sun, that...President Mo is here!"

When Wei Jin heard that Mo Yufeng had returned to China, and rushed over specially, her injured hand trembled.

Sure enough, when Mo Yufeng saw Wei Jin, Wei Fei's body was covered with injuries, his face immediately changed, Xiao Fei was even being carried on his back, probably because he was frightened, and he fell into a coma at this time.

"Dad!" Wei Jin broke free from Sun Zi Ke's hand, and walked to Mo Yufeng step by step.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yufeng was so angry that he couldn't control it and slapped Weijin's face with his backhand.

With a sound of "啪!", Wei Jin staggered from the beating, and fell heavily on the ground, her eyes were a little dazed, her ears were ringing immediately, and her face was almost numb.

With tears in her eyes, Wei Jin stared at Mo Yufeng in disbelief, her lips were tightly pressed, her eyes were full of unyielding, he actually slapped him mercilessly in front of so many people.

Seeing the provocative look in Weijin's eyes, Mo Yufeng was still not relieved after he slapped him. He raised his foot and greeted Weijin, "Are you still not convinced?" He kicked Weijin's thigh, one of the bodyguards A bystander dared not let out the atmosphere.

Sun Tzu Ke rushed up to stop Mo Yufeng in time, "President Mo, calm down first! The young master is still injured!"

"Injured? You know he's injured! What do you do? I didn't ask you to keep them safe. Now..."

When Wei Jin heard Mo Yufeng blame Sun Zike, she felt that she had brought Uncle Sun into trouble, and it was clearly an expression of anger.

"Don't blame Uncle Sun, it's all my idea!"

"Mo Weijin, shut up!" Mo Yufeng pointed at his son angrily. If Sun Tzuke hadn't stopped him and wanted to do it again, Mo Yufeng warned sharply: "Next time, I'll break your leg!" !"

After finishing speaking, Mo Yufeng took Xiao Fei from the bodyguard, and then rushed out.

Only then did Wei Jin slowly get up from the ground, only to find a sharp dull pain in the kicked thigh, and a little weakness.