When Han Jing goes downstairs, his eyes are red. When he receives a phone call, Han Tianzhuo and Han churui are not at ease. They all go to see Wan Zhuo with him.
In fact, they are also curious about who in the end would find wanzhuo so quickly.
I came to the basement of an abandoned factory, a dark and humid place. Although there was no sunshine for many years, a lot of grass grew in the mud. It was really a little unknown wild flowers.
When Han Jing saw the little white flowers in the clouds, he squatted down and took a look at them. Then he lifted his eyes and saw a man of more than 40 with dark skin, strong body and thick calluses on his fingers.
The big glasses on the face blocked half of the face, saw him coming, bowed his head respectfully.
"Mr. Han, this is the person that Mr. Han asked me to bring. I'm sorry, because you have strict control here, just in case it brings you unnecessary trouble. We choose this place. I hope you don't dislike it."
Han Jing nodded to him, "where's wanzhuo?"
"Inside, please."
The man led him in. Although it was a mess, it was obviously cleaned up. There were also some chairs. Two men sat upright on the chairs. When they saw the man bringing Han Jing in, they immediately got up respectfully and called him Mr. Han.
Han Tianzhuo and Han churui follow behind. Seeing their excessively respectful attitude towards Han Jing, it's like taking him as a God. They look at each other in strange eyes.
"What about people?"
One of the men went to push a large suitcase over, opened it, and wanzhuo lay on the ground. His mouth was sealed, his eyes were scarlet, and he was in a mess. It was obvious that he had been beaten before.
"Mr. Han, the person you want is here. What can I do for you?"
Han Jing shakes his head, goes up to Wan Zhuo, and looks at him with a beard, a deformed gold eyeglass frame, and a broken glass. He purrs in pain.
"Do you remember me?"
Wan Zhuo saw his face clearly. His pupils were constricted. He wanted to shrink back, but he couldn't escape in the trunk.
"You should remember that you hurt my friend." Han Jing stood up. The man in his forties immediately moved a chair behind him and respectfully asked him to sit down.
Han Jing sits down elegantly and stares at him with cold eyes. He seems to be thinking about how to kill him and thinking about life.
"Left left left, don't ask him how to go to the hospital, injured people?"
Han Jing shakes his head. He doesn't care how he killed Molly before. He is thinking about what he should do to avenge Molly and make Molly happy.
"Take what's in his mouth." Han Jing said.
Two men came forward, put the things in Wan Zhuo's mouth, Wan Zhuo cried out in fear.
It seems that if the voice is loud, you can get a chance to survive.
"You can't kill me, you can't!"
"Why can't you, but you can kill others?" Han Jing asked calmly.
"That woman killed my brother first. She should die. I'll give you whatever you want. " Wan Zhuo begged for mercy.
Han Jing smile, "is your brother want to steal my brother's things, failed to bully people."
"Wanzhuo, if you think money can solve the problem, how much do you think your life is worth?"
Han Tianzhuo listens to his younger brother. His gentle tone is not like a 16-year-old boy at all, but like an old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, which makes him feel sad.
Wanzhuo knew that he was bankrupt. He glared at the two men with glasses beside him angrily. But now they want to kill him, which is easier than killing an ant. He struggled with shame and anger twice.
"I also have a secret account. This account is the money I saved for my brother. There is a lot of money. I can tell you the account number. You can't kill me."
"He said
Wan Zhuo's red eyes stared at him, "if I said, would you let me go?"
"You are not qualified to negotiate with me."
Wan Zhuo is not willing, but he doesn't want to die. He can only grit his teeth and say the account, looking forward to staring at him.
"I said, you let me go."
Han Jing turns to see Han Tianzhuo. Han Tianzhuo holds a computer in his hand and asks whether the account is true or false. Han Tianzhuo nods and the account is true. There is a lot of money in it.
Han Jing looked at Wan Zhuo again and raised his mouth slightly. "It's your duty to revenge for your brother. Molly, it's my man. It's my job to avenge her. "
Wan Zhuo had a bad feeling. He shook his head and denied, "I gave you money. You can't be unreasonable."
"Truth?" The smile on Han Jing's face widened and he turned to the man with glasses and said, "take what you have prepared."
The man nods and comes with three barrels of alcohol. Seeing Han Jing pointing at wanzhuo, he understands and pours all the alcohol on him.
Wan Zhuo was choked by alcohol, his face was ferocious, and he struggled violently.
Then he heard Han Jing say, "untie the rope and let him go."
Although the man with glasses doesn't understand, he still obeys to untie the rope for wanzhuo.Wan Zhuo was stunned. For a moment, he didn't understand what he meant, but if he could untie the rope, he would have a chance of life.
In order to avenge his younger brother, he spent a lot of money to ask mercenaries to help him escape. He originally wanted to find a place to hide, but after a few years, he could be free again.
Unexpectedly, those mercenaries suddenly chased him, not only arrested him, but also bankrupted his industry, framed him with despicable means, and made him become a lost dog in one day. He hated him.
If he can get a chance to turn over, he will certainly get revenge.
Let those who betray him kneel down in front of him one by one and beg for mercy. At last, he will send them back one by one!
The rope on his feet was loosened and he was free. He walked out of the trunk with a scornful sneer.
He knew that there was no money in the world, no problem.
He just moved two steps, but someone kicked him from the back.
He hasn't had a meal for several days. He's not strong enough. In addition, he's seriously injured. Although he's on guard, he still doesn't hold on. He falters and falls to the ground.
Turn to see is Han Jing move feet, his eyes angry.
"Han Jing, you don't mean what you say. You said you would let me go."
Han Jing turned his wrist and nodded, "yes, I said I would let you go, but I also said that I want to avenge jasmine, wanzhuo, jasmine's revenge. I want to do it myself. If you don't agree, you can fight with me."
He came forward again and gave Wan Zhuo a punch. He was angry in his heart. With 80% of his strength, Wan Zhuo was hit with stars in his eyes and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Wan Zhuo was not willing to be killed like this. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up to fight back.
Wan Zhuo still has some Kung Fu players. In order to survive, he fought back fiercely and fiercely. Han Jing punched him on the shoulder. The pain made him scream and clench his teeth. Han Jing rushed up again.
Han Tianzhuo is worried about his brother and wants to make it. Han churui stops him.
"In this way, left heart will feel better."
Han Tianzhuo sees that Han Jing knocks down Wan Zhuo. He sits on him and punches him. His own fists are bleeding.