Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

The vehicle was driving on the winding mountain road, and the wheels left a roaring sound on the speed bump.

But the closer to the top of the mountain, the more remote the journey. Jian Shou's mobile phone left in the gap was found, thrown out of the car window and crushed under the rolling wheels.

Jian Shou's eyebrows twitched. Although he couldn't see where the mountain road was, there were not many mountain roads with speed bumps, such as Xishan.

At first, it was to limit the extremely dangerous crowd racing. A year later, because the children of the rich could not ignore the right to speak, all the speed bumps were cleaned up, and the professional racing track was rebuilt.

The wrist was bound tightly and tied tightly. Jian Shou had no way to untie it by himself. Besides, he was facing four or five big men, and he could subdue him in minutes.

But the black cloth on his eyes gave Jian Shou a fairly good signal. Maybe the other party didn't want him to see the route to escape, or maybe he didn't intend to kill someone to silence him.

But these people didn't speak all the way, they were careful and professional, and Jian Shou couldn't get any effective information from them.

He comforted himself to calm down.

On such a mountain road, Jian Shou would have been motion sick at first, but maybe because of his nervousness, he didn't feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

About 10 minutes later, Jian Shou was forced to get out of the car, because his eyes were blindfolded, and he almost fell down because of the stones. The next second, he was pulled up by the collar, quite helpless The predicament of weakness.

There are a few old warehouses in the mountains, with weeds clinging to the rusty iron railings, the yellowish green and reddish yellow look old and mixed.

When Jian Shou was pushed in, in the extremely cramped space, his shoulder blades bumped against the sharp corners, making him grunt.

The person who brought him left quickly, and the voice of locking was clear, without leaving a word of threat or intimidation, as if keeping him here was not the ultimate goal.

"Purpose, purpose, what is the ultimate goal..." Jian Shou sighed, feeling that he was too anxious.

He leaned against the wall and found the most comfortable place to sit on the floor. He couldn't judge the nature of the kidnapping for the time being, but guessed how much he got had something to do with Gao Xiaoxi.

The timing of what Yin Zhong mentioned on the phone was too coincidental. Could it be that Gao Xiaoxi instructed it?To kill him or torture him?

Yin Zhong's choice again has already made Jian Shou numb, he won't feel hurt, and won't feel any unnecessary disappointment.

It's just that there is a blank state of mind of "it really is so", in fact, it's good, he doesn't need to rely on anyone to live.

Time passed bit by bit. In the confined space, the warmth of the sun could not be felt, and there was no light shining into the eyes through the black cloth strips.

There was still a little damp smell in the air, and the surrounding was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard.

It seems to have really fallen into the boundless darkness, and people trapped in it can't understand the location, nor can they perceive the time.

The next inch of the abyss or the touch of death in the next second are both unpredictable and confusing.

No one brought food or water along the way, Jian Shou licked the dry skin of his mouth, but it couldn't moisten it.

This kind of confinement will make people feel confused after a long time, and they will not be able to think clearly about the plan. Jian Shou knows that he can't wait any longer.

He has almost gone through the main line of this world, and Jian Shou intuitively feels that this kidnapping is an opportunity for him to leave this world, and he needs to grasp it.

So he called in his mind [San San, are you there? 】

I didn't expect Sansan to reply very quickly this time [I'm here~]

[I want to know the specific information about this kidnapping... is it possible? 】

In fact, Jian Shou didn't have much confidence in what Sansan would tell him.

All along, he has been wandering in the unknown, treating other people's lives as his own, holding pitifully little initiative.

【OK】

Sansan agreed surprisingly readily, and soon a large piece of information was entered into Jian Shou's mind.

The person who kidnapped him was Uncle Zhong, who was no stranger to the name Jian Shou, and even had lingering fears.

It was quite risky to save Yin Zhong and Gao Yan from old man Zhong's men, maybe he himself would die in that struggle.

The Zhong family, the Yin family, and the Gao family have reached the point where they can't stop dying. The only purpose of Uncle Zhong's return this time is to kill Gao Yan and Yin Zhong. He guessed right before that kidnapping himself is not the ultimate goal.

When Sansan told him that Gao Xiaoxi was dead, Jian Shou was taken aback.

Some things will become obsessions because of the long time, and some obsessions will also become heavy shackles because of the lapse of time, locking the person who sticks to the obsessions in this cage with no way out.

Jian Shou was that person, and Gao Xiaoxi was also that person, neither of them ended well.

Karma, but what it is, is the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish.

The original owner's resentment was no longer enough to lock Jian Shou in this world.

But he shouldn't have died with Uncle Zhong.

After nightfall, the weather became even colder, Jian Shou was wearing thin clothes, and was shivering into a ball at this time, the sound of pattering rain came from outside the house, Sansan told him that Uncle Zhong couldn't wait any longer.

Gao Yan was not killed, and Yin Zhong did not intend to find Jian Shou for a long time.

Jian Shou started to stand up gropingly, the room was not big, he pushed his shoulders against the wall and walked forward, kicking the toe of his shoe to the rusty iron door before stopping.

Then there was the continuous kicking of the door, the loud sound almost piercing through the quiet forest, and in the warehouse not far away, the group of people guarding Uncle Zhong stood up abruptly.

Uncle Zhong turned his head, his eyes fell on the trembling door with skill, and he made a gesture for someone to push him through.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jian Shou took a few steps back, the door lock slammed twice, and then a stronger wind came in, the cool drizzle fell on his face, and it was still dark.

Two people ran in first and restrained him, locking his shoulder blades and forcing his back into a humiliating arc.

Jian Shou tried to struggle a few times, but gave up without moving a bit: "I want to see your boss."

Uncle Zhong stopped his subordinates, and said in an old voice: "You should be more honest, instead of asking for death."

Uncle Zhong didn't know that Jian Shou already knew their identities, and Quan regarded it as the prisoner's stupid struggle in the face of a dead end. There is only one result of angering the kidnappers, and that is early death and early rebirth.

Jian Shou hooted twice, and made a look of fear of death: "I don't want to die! But why do you kidnap me? I obviously didn't offend anyone, and you are breaking the law!"

With his appearance, he couldn't even compare to the crazy Gao Xiaoxi before, one of his subordinates couldn't hold back, and laughed mockingly.

Uncle Zhong frowned, was it Gao Xiaoxi who lied to him before?

It's past five in the morning, and he has tied up Jian Shou for a long time. If Yin Zhong cared about him, he wouldn't have no news at all.

"Does Yin Chong love you?"

Jian Shou almost couldn't hide his original emotion, do you love him?

Of course I love it, but so what?He is not rare.

So he tilted his head and replied, "He doesn't love me, and I don't love him either. I hate him."

It shouldn't be believed so easily, but the tone of the young man is too firm.

Under the blindfold, half of his face was glowing with a faint pearly white under the light of the flashlight, and the sarcasm and disgusted smile at the corner of his mouth revealed his truest emotions.

"How can a selfish person really fall in love with others?"

"I'm just a toy in his eyes, play with it when you're interested, and when you're not..."

Uncle Zhong: "How?"

"Just give me to the pervert, the feeling of being torn apart is really disgusting!"

His expression was obviously sarcasm, but it was covered with a layer of dark clouds, like the unbearable pain after hating to the extreme.

Uncle Zhong held the armrest of the wheelchair with wrinkled fingers. For a moment, he seemed to be able to feel the resentment of the young man, just like the invisible pain he had when he lost his wife and children.

"Since you don't like him, why don't you stay away from him?"

Jian Shou suddenly chuckled, his voice was like a nightingale singing melodiously, but it was loaded with very complicated things.

"I admit that I climbed up to him for the sake of stardom, but after he didn't treat me as a human being, I regretted it."

"I wanted to escape from him, but I was suppressed by his method of covering the sky with one hand. After he found out, he tortured me even more, making my life worse than death!"

"So it's not just that I don't like him, I hate him! I wish he could die now!"

A roar seemed to take away all of Jian Shou's strength, his shoulders slumped, and he became sober after venting: "You kidnapped me for money?"

"Oh, but don't ask for too much, I'm not very valuable to him, and I don't want to die either."

Then there was a long silence, and his subordinates looked carefully at Uncle Zhong's expression. He felt that this little star who was not valued by Yin had no use value, and he might as well kill him directly.

But Uncle Zhong suddenly looked straight at the young man with sharp eyes, and said something that no one expected.

"I think we can work together."

"I can keep you away from your current unsatisfactory life. Whether you go abroad or stay in China, I will give you a lot of money so that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Jian Shou asked very hastily, as if he hadn't expected things to develop like this: "What do you mean!?"

"I want you to do one thing for me, and of course you are helping yourself."

"whats the matter?"

"Kill Yin Zhong."

Jian Shou's shoulder blades shook violently, only now did he realize that this was not an ordinary kidnapping, he began to be really afraid, the kidnapper wanted his life and money.

At the same time, because of the old man's words, he obviously flinched and yearned for it. He wanted Yin Zhong to die, but he didn't expect to do it himself.

"I have never killed anyone..."

Old Uncle Zhong certainly knew that he had never killed anyone. If the young man agreed immediately, he would doubt him instead. Jian Shou's current behavior is just the fear that ordinary people should have.

"I know what you're worried about, you won't go to jail and you won't be found out, you'll be free."

Freedom, the temptation to the young man was too great, his hands were clenched repeatedly, he broke free with all his strength and no longer tightly clamped his hands, and the rope fell to the ground.

"How can I trust you!?" How did he know if this person would kill someone to silence him.

But he didn't really care, Jian Shou took off the blindfold, narrowed his eyes which had not been exposed to light for a long time, and after a little adaptation, his eyes fell on Uncle Zhong.

The old man sat in a wheelchair with his back leaning against the back of the chair, a thick blanket draped over his shriveled legs.

He is very thin, with a kind of aging at the end of a dead tree. He looks at you calmly, but you can see the unwillingness in those cloudy eyes.

It was a big gamble to entrust such an important revenge to this young man who only had hatred in his heart, which made old man Zhong feel miserable.

He ran out of patience: "Young man, you don't have the right to choose, you die or he dies, you should be like a mirror in your heart."

"Of course he deserves to die!" Jian Shou bit his lower lip after roaring.

Uncle Zhong saw his nervousness, waved his hand to his subordinate's ear, and whispered one thing.

The subordinate's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded and ran out to get things.

Jian Shou stood there panicked, he knew that he couldn't offend Uncle Zhong, and at the same time he was angry because he was involved by Yin Zhong.

He tried to speak a few times before finally asking: "Why do you want to kill Yin Zhong? And why did you come to me? Wouldn't it be better to hire a killer..."

Uncle Zhong didn't answer the first question, no matter how big the blood and deep hatred, he would not be as eager to speak out as a young man who couldn't hide his grievances.

He just said: "Because you are so easy to handle, Yin Zhong must not be very wary of you."

"Don't worry, I will keep my promise afterwards and give you enough money to pay you back your freedom. If you want to stay in the entertainment industry, I can also ask someone to make you famous all the way."

Jian Shou was a little shaken. It stands to reason that this deal only makes money but not losses. He just needs to kill Yin Zhong...

Before Jian Shou could say anything, the subordinate who left rushed back, holding a palm-sized iron box in his hand.

The man walked towards Jian Shou and opened the box, which contained a syringe filled with blue liquid.

Jian Shou retreated instinctively, but was grabbed by two people beside him again.

He stared at Uncle Zhong, with just the right amount of panic and doubt in his eyes: "What do you want to do!?"

Uncle Zhong shook his head: "It's not a bad thing, the new drug will only make you addicted, it will make you feel supreme happiness... If you don't like it in the future, I will help you to get rid of it." It quits."

Jian Shou's whole body was like a frightened bird, looking at the needle tip that was shining with blue light, his muscles collapsed and stiffened.

The old man was threatening him, if he didn't kill Yin Zhong, he would become addicted to drugs, and because of lack of supplies, the drug addiction would attack, and then he would be ruined or even die.

No matter how frightened Jian Shou acted, his heart was cold. It wasn't until the tip of the needle pierced the skin and poured the liquid that he shivered from the cold. The drug that can make people crazy quickly fused with the blood.

It was just a pity that he tossed the original owner's body until the end.

Uncle Zhong: "This kind of drug is currently only in my hands. It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I made extra preparations."

"The cycle of drug addiction is once every two weeks, boy... I really can't wait."

The needle was withdrawn, Jian Shou raised his slender and fragile neck, and took a deep breath.

The cool air poured into the lungs, the eyes were soaked with clear liquid, half hanging on the eyelashes, happy...

Accompanied by the dizzy lights, the pleasure was like thousands of needles piercing the tailbone. He wanted to scream, but he didn't have the strength to break through the cage in his throat.

Sansan told Jian Shou that Uncle Zhong lied to him. This drug had too many side effects. When Jian Shou didn't get supplements for the first time, he would die of pain. Once addicted, he couldn't quit for the rest of his life. .

He was released, and then he knelt down on the ground limply. He was lying low, and his clothes faded around his waist due to the violent panting, revealing his well-shaped waistline.

Thin sweat covered the skin, emitting a glistening light, moaning uncontrollably from his mouth, like a kitten's cub, tickling people's hearts.

A few of his subordinates couldn't help but look twice more, the contempt in their eyes was gradually replaced by other colors, the red apple skin of the young man was as beautiful as rouge...

Then there was a feeling of pity that shouldn't be there. This new type of drug is still not dared to go on the black market. This person is considered ruined.

His brain was messed up, Jian Shou felt that he had touched heaven for a moment, and he was lightly out of state. After he took a breath, he fell to the corner of the wall and turned his head, with sweaty hair sticking to the corners of his eyes.

In the shadows, he bent his eyebrows and eyes, it is really a disaster to stay by Yin Zhong's side, he should stay away from him, and then give him the title of the Lone Star of the Devil.

In a private hospital in the city center, the lights in the operating room finally dimmed.

Gu Yang followed the hospital bed out, Lin Yu waited outside, the pale face of the man on the hospital bed was reflected in his glasses, the frown between his brows seemed to carry the worries that would never dissipate.

Yin was seriously injured, five ribs were broken, and internal organs were punctured. After a large piece of flesh on the shoulder was peeled off, the bones could be seen.

Gu Yang rubbed his forehead: "The dose of anesthesia will allow him to sleep until tomorrow night, so you stay on guard, and if you have a fever, tell me quickly... I won't be able to sleep tonight either."

Glancing at the other people guarding outside the operation, he wondered, "Hey, why didn't his little lover come?"

Lin Yu raised his head suddenly, and his expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years suddenly began to crack: "It's over."

The man who should have been asleep moved his pale fingertips at this moment, and the gunshot that pierced the eardrum echoed in his ears——

boom.