Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy, Song Xingfei only had a fever, and the cold was not completely cured. A gust of cool evening wind penetrated into the neckline, and Song Xingfei couldn't help but sneezed.

"Go this way." Xiaowen looked back at Song Xingfei, and then continued to lead the way.

Song Xingfei said "um", and followed behind Xiaowen.

Xiaowen's body is thinner than boys of the same age, and he is not very tall. His limbs are slender like a girl's, which may be caused by malnutrition when he was a child.

Thinking of what happened to Xiaowen, Song Xingfei couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

The house Xiaowen rented was indeed located in a remote place, and the road was very bumpy and tortuous. The ground where it had rained was potholed, and when walking, it was deep and shallow. Several times, Song Xingfei stepped into the mud unexpectedly.

"Master, my house is coming soon." Xiaowen pointed to a row of low bungalows not far ahead.

If Song Xingfei hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Song Xingfei to believe that people could live here.

Because this row of bungalows is too simple, like a warehouse that has been abandoned for a long time, from the outside, the paint has been peeled off layer by layer, the roof is made of rough iron sheets, and the window lattices have a sense of age.

Several bungalows are connected together, like orphans abandoned by the city, appearing crumbling in the night tide and rain coming from all directions, which makes people feel palpitating.

Xiaowen took out the key and opened the door. The anti-theft chain on the iron door was installed later, making a rattling sound. Xiaowen thoughtfully said: "Master, be careful of the threshold."

After Xiaowen entered the house, he ran into the kitchen non-stop. He said it was the kitchen, but it was actually a separate space from the living room. There was no door. Cooking on the fire would inevitably fill the room with oily smoke.

"Master, I'm really sorry, the conditions here are too simple. You can drink a glass of water first. No one has ever used this glass. I just cleaned it." Xiao Wen came out with a glass of freshly poured warm water.

"No need, I'm not thirsty." Song Xingfei asked: "Is my sister still resting in the room, is it convenient to meet now?"

Xiaowen looked a little disappointed and lowered his head, his ears turned red, and he said in embarrassment: "Does the young master think that this place is not clean..."

Song Xingfei has come into contact with Xiaowen's highly sensitive personality before. Due to his background and social experience, he is too sensitive and inferior in interpersonal communication. Song Xingfei said that he is not thirsty, but in Xiaowen's eyes it is a kind of disgust.

Song Xingfei was willing to take care of his emotions, and said with a slight smile, "I was really not thirsty just now, but I am a little thirsty after I said a few words, thank you, Xiaowen."

Xiaowen opened his eyes wide, watching Song Xingfei drink it, but his expression was not very good, and he swallowed with difficulty.

"I, I'll go to the room first to see...my sister." Xiaowen seemed a little flustered when he turned around, and a chair was knocked down by the back of his feet. He quickly helped it up, and then walked towards the room with his head down.

Song Xingfei frowned, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

He picked up the cup again and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff. There was no unusual smell, and he didn't drink much just now, but he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Five minutes later, Xiaowen still hadn't come out.

Song Xingfei finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and the cold and numbness flowed from the extremities to his body. Soon, Song Xingfei's eyes were no longer clear, and dense black spots like flying mosquitoes flashed across.

He has to get out of here quickly.

Before his consciousness escaped from the cage, Song Xingfei forced himself to walk towards the door. His legs and feet were weak, and no matter how anxious he was, he still couldn't walk fast. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

"Creak—" After a sound, Song Xingfei finally opened the door with great difficulty. A few seconds later, someone pressed Song Xingfei's shoulder.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" A male voice sounded like a man's voice mixed with gravel.

Song Xingfei knew that he couldn't escape, so he could only let two tall men hold his arms and throw him on the chair.

"Xiaowen—!"

Song Xingfei almost yelled, his head was about to explode at this moment.

Why?Why is he helping Xiaowen like this, but Xiaowen still wants to harm him?

The man sighed slightly with pity, and hooked his hands behind him.

Xiaowen's body was shaking like chaff, he was picked up by the back of the collar, kicked on the back again, and knelt down, and when he looked up, he saw Song Xingfei's eyes were terribly red, and Xiaowen's tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, young master!" Xiaowen knelt on the ground and cried, "They forced me to do this. They said that if I don't do this, my sister will be killed. My sister is in their hands!"

"You—" Song Xingfei was so angry that his teeth collided, he looked up at the middle-aged man standing behind Xiaowen, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What do you want?"

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and said nothing, but raised his hand to signal to the bodyguard beside him. They understood almost at the same time, and walked towards Song Xingfei.

When Song Xingfei opened his eyes again, he found that he was no longer in the house Xiaowen rented.

Surrounded by a dilapidated scene, the cobwebs were covered with dust, wooden slabs were piled crookedly aside, the gray walls were covered with cracks, it looked like an unfinished building.

Song Xingfei's hands and feet were bound, and he sat up with great effort. The people outside glanced in after hearing the sound, and said, "Notify Mr. Xu, he's awake."

Mr. Xu?

Song Xingfei's heart skipped a beat, could it be the Xu family he knew?

However, he and the Xu family did not have a holiday, the only one who had a relationship was Xu Renqing.However, according to the rumors, the relationship between Xu Renqing and the Xu family is lukewarm, so it should not be troublesome for him to cooperate with Xu Renqing.

After a while, Song Xingfei saw the middle-aged man he saw in the rental room.The bodyguard brought a chair and placed it opposite Song Xingfei, and respectfully supported Mr. Xu to sit down.

"Song Xingfei, right? I haven't introduced myself yet. It was really my mistake. My surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Rongguan."

Xu Rongguan stretched his arms, looked at Song Xingfei with relish and said, "Maybe you haven't heard of me, it's because my family business is not in China, but you should know Xu Renqing, right?"

Song Xingfei looked at him and said in a low voice, "What exactly do you want?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xu Rongguan sneered and said, "I'm not telling you the reason why you are here?"

Song Xingfei looked at him without speaking.

Xu Rongguan seemed very satisfied with Song Xingfei's silence, so he said, "You are really different, no wonder Jiang Chongyuan treats you unusually."

After a long time, hearing this name again, Song Xingfei only felt cold sweat, vaguely aware that the other party's intention for coming was not as simple as asking for money.

"But you don't have to be afraid."

Xu Rong saw Song Xingfei's fleeting panic, and said with a smile: "I'm not interested in you, I just need to borrow you to let Jiang Chongyuan cooperate with me to do something."

"He won't."

Song Xingfei looked directly into Xu Rongguan's eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I'm afraid you have miscalculated if you want to use me to threaten him. If you know what kind of person he is, you will know that no one can threaten him. No one can be his stumbling block."

Xu Rongguan was just surprised at first, but when Song Xingfei finished the last sentence, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Really? So in your eyes, he is like this." Xu Rongguan said sarcastically: "I thought he disguised himself very well in front of you."

"..."

Song Xingfei had to admit that Jiang Chongyuan had really disguised himself well in front of him before, packaging himself as a perfect victim, gaining sympathy and trust, and finally captured the prey completely back to the lair, gnawing on it bit by bit.

After Xu Rongguan finished laughing, his face gradually returned to indifference. He looked at Song Xingfei and said, "Then how about we make a bet? Just bet on whether he will bring what I want and come to rescue you."

"why me!?"

Song Xingfei continued to ask: "Do you think you can use me as bait to lure him into the bait? You really think highly of me."

"I've been watching you." Xu Rong seemed to be very interested in this topic. He pulled the chair closer, trying to see Song Xingfei's expression changes every second.

"At first, I thought you were just a toy he could throw away. No way, you may not understand people like us. Children born in that kind of family, especially those raised as heirs, are It is impossible to have feelings for anyone, including your own parents."

Song Xingfei said coldly: "If you are a human being, you will have feelings. You don't need to use these as excuses. You are just packaging your cruelty."

"Whatever you say, it can't irritate me." Xu Rongguan said nonchalantly: "You may not believe it, but I watched Jiang Chongyuan grow up. If you know how he came to the Jiang family in those years, with your character, Maybe you will forgive him for what he did."

"Why are you telling me this?" Song Xingfei asked.

Xu Rongguan said: "Just chatting casually. As an uncle who watched him grow up, of course he cares about the relationship between the younger generation."

"Heh." Song Xingfei sneered and turned his head away from him.

"You are curious about his affairs." Xu Rongguan narrowed his eyes and said, "You can't lie to me, do you still have feelings for him? Since you opened your eyes until now, every word you said is not for me to let go." You, but you are thinking about Jiang Chongyuan in every sentence, you are actually - you are more afraid that I will do something to him, right?"

Song Xingfei opened his eyes, stared at him and said, "You're wrong, I have no feelings for him for a long time, and he has the same for me."

When Song Xingfei said these words, his heart throbbed unavoidably.

"Maybe." Xu Rongguan smiled and didn't care: "Speaking of which, Chong Yuan was a pretty good kid when he was young, and he had a deep relationship with me. But it's completely different now, you know why I spent so much effort Take Jiangyin abroad?"

Song Xingfei's eyelids trembled, and he looked at Xu Rongguan for no reason.

"Jiang Yin probably didn't know what he died of until his death. If he knew, he would have strangled Jiang Chongyuan to death when he was young."

Like telling a story, Xu Rongguan said unhurriedly: "It's a pity that Jiang Yin has been destroyed by Jiang Chongyuan. It took me so long to save only one useless person..."

After finishing speaking, Xu Rongguan withdrew his gaze from Song Xingfei, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, the chat is over. Now, I need you to cooperate with the performance and let Jiang Chongyuan save you."

Feige, don't be afraid