Pretend to die

Night is coming soon.

People who had been tossing around for a day were easily sleepy. Everyone shared the quilt and slept on the floor. Su Zheng got nothing, hungry and cold.

The cut on the forehead is no longer bleeding, it's starting to itch and should be scabbing over.Su Zheng's hands and feet were tied tightly, and he couldn't be tied up even though he wanted to. It was torture to death.

The building was divided into guards, but the guards were also drowsy. After walking two steps, their heads dropped to their chests.

At around three o'clock in the morning, several screams erupted suddenly in the factory yard. There were men and women, and the sleeping workers woke up like frightened birds.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Someone quickly went downstairs to check, and after a while, came up angrily, saying: "Old Hu, Wang Chunmei, Xie Huarong and the others ran away."

"Ran?"

"what happened?"

The workers looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing the wavering in each other's eyes.

"Everyone be quiet," Lao Hu instructed, "Don't panic. Some people have impure thoughts and are not united. If they escape, they will flee. If we unite as one, we will surely win greater benefits."

"Old Hu, what greater benefits do we want, as long as the government is willing to lose money." The voice of the workers was especially clear in the silent night.

"Nonsense!" Old Hu scolded: "The factory is the life of our workers, and the factory is in our jobs. It can last for a long time just by losing money? Don't be swayed by them!"

His voice is loud, and the echo effect of the cement plant is good, which adds some deterrence for no reason.

Seeing that he was angry, the workers didn't dare to say anything. The sleepiness struck again, and they all fell back to sleep. When the quilt was covered, some people regretted it, some were confused, and no one could fall asleep.

When counting the number of people early the next morning, it was found that not only a few people, but more than 20 workers had taken the opportunity to run away.Lao Hu was very angry, but no matter how lenient he was, he couldn't control someone going to the bathroom.

His words became more and more sharp, and his attitude became more and more irritable. Many workers had conflicts with him. By noon, there were only about [-] people left. In order to calm people's hearts, Lao Hu even started to threaten.

"Don't look at them running out. If they go out, they will go to jail. They think the government will treat them preferentially? It's all fake!"

"No," Su Zheng said boldly, "I will give you compensation if you take the initiative to go out."

"Shut up!" Lao Hu slapped Su Zheng on the face with such force that he knocked Su Zheng to the ground. Some female workers shrank back in fright, becoming more and more frightened.

Before, they didn't allow Su Zheng to go to the bathroom, and forced him to urinate directly in his pants. Workmates who went out?"

Old Hu kicked him a few times angrily, his forehead was once on the concrete floor, there were several bloodstains, and the skin was broken again.

"Now, everyone hand over your mobile phones. In order to prevent any more traitors among us, please be more conscious."

The workers can communicate with their families at any time with their mobile phones, and they suddenly said that they want to take away the mobile phones, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, but Lao Hu insisted on insisting, even acting a little manic.

"Hand it over, I say, hand it over!"

Some people cooperated, while others stood still.

Lao Hu went to search himself, and a grumpy coworker couldn't take it anymore and started a fight with him. The two sweared at each other and rolled into a ball on the ground. The coworkers quickly pulled them apart.

The lord's coworker wiped his nose and said angrily, "What the hell, I'm quitting. I won't go out when the government gives me money. I'll be here with you as a prostitute. Who else wants to leave? Let's go together!"

More than seventy people turned their backs in half in an instant.

Lao Hu hurriedly said: "Don't listen to him! If you go out, you will go to jail!" But it was useless. A large group of people ran down the stairs at first trot and then quickly.

Fierce applause broke out outside the factory yard, and the horn sounded again: "Dear workers, please calm down. You are welcome to speak out about any difficulties. We will do our best to solve them... Dear workers, please..."

Including Su Zheng, there are only 30 people left in the factory.

Time passed more and more slowly, Lao Hu himself squatted beside Su Zheng to watch over, and the other [-] people had to sit here too, if someone wanted to go to the toilet, someone must follow him.

As a result, the person who followed ran away with the person who went to the toilet.

While Lao Hu was worried about people running away, he was also worried that if he followed, others would take Su Zheng away with him.

No one cooks at noon, and by four o'clock in the afternoon there are only three people left in the factory.

The worker other than Su Zheng and Lao Hu couldn't help saying, "I, I want to go to the toilet."

At this time, Lao Hu had finished smoking his third pack of cigarettes, and he casually raised his hand without raising his eyelids. The worker seized the opportunity and slipped away like a rabbit.

The cement plant was completely quiet, the setting sun dyed the walls red, and even Su Zheng's blood-stained face was covered with a soft light filter.

"What should I do with you?" Lao Hu smacked his mouth, and said as if he was no one else: "I might as well kill you, anyway, if I go out, I will go to jail."

Su Zheng smiled reluctantly, and said: "This is different. If you go out now, you will sit for five years at most. If you kill me, you will have to sit for a lifetime."

"..." Lao Hu let out a muffled laugh, and suddenly said, "I originally wanted to do something big, but people's hearts are unpredictable."

"Big things are big things, and illegal things are illegal things. If you admit your mistakes, you can reduce your sentence. If you let me go, I will say something nice about you when I get out later."

"No need," Lao Hu sat on the ground and shook his head. The ash fell on his trouser leg, burning a hole until his skin was burned unconsciously. He said, "I'll blackmail you and flee to the United States, the United States." Definitely willing to protect me."

"..." Su Zheng thought about what you were daydreaming about, but he still asked, "How do you want to get there? By plane?"

"...That makes sense," Lao Hu nodded, and said, "Then I still need a plane."

"Can you fly a plane?"

"will not."

"Then why do you want a plane?"

"Try to drive it. If the plane crashes, the big deal is that you will die, and you can still make news."

Su Zheng's heart is a little bit down, this person may have mental problems, he is a personality that likes to attract attention, and the purpose of self-gratification in doing things this time is not small.

"What about your family? Aren't you worried?"

"My wife divorced a long time ago, and my children don't recognize me."

really.

"...Then, how much do you think I can exchange?"

Old Hu turned his head sideways, looked at Su Zheng, and said relaxedly: "I don't know, why don't we try it, I will cut off one of your little fingers and throw it out, and see how much they are willing to ask for."

Su Zheng's heart sank, he managed to maintain his expression, and said, "Why don't you make a phone call first, in case they agree to your acquittal."

The phone was connected, but it was not Secretary Xiao who spoke.

"Who are you?" Old Hu asked.

"I'm Fu Bingying. Secretary Xiao is not here now. If you have any requests, you can ask me."

The phone call made Fu Bingying's voice not very similar, but Su Zheng was very moved, inexplicably moved, a bit like old friends finally reunited, and a bit like the peace of mind that fell to the ground.

Just now, he really thought that one of his little fingers would be cut off, but now, he felt that Fu Bingying would definitely rescue him.

An unreasonable hunch, if unconditionally believed, would appear ridiculous.

"I want money, maybe 1000 million, and a plane, a helicopter, and I want to drive to the United States."

"Is Su Zheng safe now?"

"It's safe... just a little blood on his head, it's okay, a small injury, and then he peed his pants, because I didn't let him go to the toilet."

"I want to hear him speak."

"Okay." Lao Hu put the phone to Su Zheng's mouth.

"Hello? Fu Bingying?"

"How do you feel now?"

"good."

"Don't be afraid."

"Um."

Fu Bingying's exhaustion could be heard through the mobile phone, Su Zheng thought for a long time and didn't know what to say, and said, "I seem to have a little fever."

"Yes." Fu Bingying said, "Let Representative Hu take the call."

"How? When will the money be ready?"

"The money can be given to you, but the plane is difficult."

"There is always a way, think about it."

"Is this okay? Director Su has a fever right now. I'll be a hostage. I'll give you 1000 million first. The plane won't be able to get through at once. It will take at least two hours. When it arrives, it will stop on the top floor of the factory building. You wait there." , then fly directly.”

Lao Hu blinked, did not agree, but said to Su Zheng: "Someone is here to save you, are you happy?"

Su Zheng swallowed, and nodded cautiously.

"That's good." Old Hu smiled and said to Fu Bingying, "That's fine. You come in alone, and I'll wait for you on the first floor of the factory. If you dare to bring the police, I'll kill him."

The 3-minute journey, the 7-minute wait, every second is suffering.

Based on common sense, Su Zheng didn't believe that any bank could withdraw 1000 million in cash in just ten minutes, not to mention whether such a large amount of money could be handled by himself; but in his heart, he believed that Fu Bingying would come back to save him.

Fu Bingying has always been very reliable, sometimes he has a bad personality, but he is very reliable.

Su Zheng is a cheap person. He liked Fu Bingying very much for a while, and after that time passed, he hated Fu Bingying again, and now he likes Fu Bingying very much again.

How much do you like it?

I like it so much that I don't want him to show up.

Old Hu wanted to make a big news, but he really made all the preparations, or in other words, he was prepared for the failure of the kidnapping demonstration from the very beginning, so he specially prepared a shotgun for this purpose.

The old shotgun was hidden behind him, staying silent, ready to ambush the man who was about to enter through the door.

He wants to kill two people, two government dignitaries, and publish it on the news, in newspapers, so that his son who doesn't recognize him can see it, and his ex-wife who left him early can see it.

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and Fu Bingying's face appeared completely through the gap.

This was the first time Su Zheng saw him after he came to this world.

Very embarrassing.Her hair was oily, as if she had sweated but hadn't washed it, and her face was dirty and gray, as if she had been sprayed by car exhaust.

"Only one bag? Are you fooling me?" Lao Hu asked loudly.

"I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to carry it, so I specially changed it into US dollars."

"Then I have to thank you. Throw the bag over."

"No, we let go at the same time."

"Are you negotiating terms with me?"

"I'm asking you."

Old Hu laughed and said, "That's not okay either."

Fu Bingying took the bag in one hand, took out a pair of handcuffs with the other hand to handcuff himself, threw the key out, and said, "Is this okay?"

"That's fine. You come a little closer."

Su Zheng was gagged and kept shaking his head.

It's a pity that Fu Bingying didn't understand his prompt and approached step by step.

When Fu Bingying was only one meter away from them, Lao Hu stopped shouting: "Just stand here, I will count three, two one, and put down the bag."

"Three, two, one—"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Hu raised his shotgun, and at the same time, the criminal police lurking on the wall outside the factory also raised their guns.

Lao Hu glanced left and right, his voice trembling slightly, but his expression was very excited, and he said, "I know you are cheating, you must think that I dare not shoot."

"I didn't expect you to have a gun." Fu Bingying said.

"That's true." Old Hupi smiled, and at a tenth of a second when the corners of his mouth retracted, at the moment when everyone thought he would not act rashly, he pressed the trigger.

Anesthesia needles flew towards him from all directions, but a real bullet rushed out of his gun barrel, the air was heated by friction, and the smell of gunpowder first penetrated into his nostrils. Fu Bingying saw the whereabouts of the bullet, but couldn't dodge it. He thought, this time it was me who died.

Well, Su Zheng has died too many times.

Suddenly, when the bullet was about to penetrate him, Su Zheng stood in front of him. Fu Bingying didn't understand how he could do it so fast, but the sound of the fat layer bursting pulled him back the next second. reality.

Su Zheng knelt on the ground with blood profusely pouring from his chest.

Behind him, Lao Hu was also hit by the tranquilizer gun and fell to the ground.

"Su Zheng! Su Zheng...!"

"Hmm..." Su Zheng looked at him with difficulty, his eyes were red, and a tear flowed out. He said in a painful tone, "It hurts..."