Chapter 317

Around H City, the basement of a county granary.

Five or six people sat together, drinking wine and helping their companions deal with their wounds.

"Gudong!"

The middle-aged man in a leather jacket and a baseball cap lifted his head and smolled into the Baijiu, and then he put a small dish into his mouth. His expression was very comfortable.

"Brother Shi, Haizi, they are gone..." a young man in his twenties said, pursing his lips and looking at the middle-aged man drinking.

"What's the matter?" the so-called brother Shi asked vaguely.

"... dead!!" the young man bit his lips and repeated.

"How many are there?" brother Shi was stunned and asked with his neck askew.

"Three..." said the young man, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, dripping down.

"Cry JB, grass..." the middle-aged looked at the young man, impatiently poured himself a glass of wine, frowned and scolded.

"You didn't tell us you had to die before you came here!!" the young man roared with red eyes.

"There's no risk. Who gives you the money? You don't think about it?" the middle-aged frowned and scolded: "I can find a fucking migrant worker everywhere..."

"They're dead. Does the boss have to give some money?" the young man was stunned for a while. He knew that it was useless to say anything now. He could only try to help his dead companions fight for more interests.

"I'll try my best to help them fight for the money. Don't worry, these children are with me once. I can't do without you..." the middle-aged waved his hand in a more realistic tone.

"Brother Shi, can you give it to me now?" the young man then asked.

"What do you mean?" the middle-aged squinted at the young man.

"I don't want to do it anymore. I want to go home and give them the funeral..."

"You just want to take the money before you're finished. Do you have a fucking brain?" the middle-aged man stood up and put his mouth on the young man's face.

"When the hell will it be finished?" the young man shouted, covering his face and red eyes.

"I have to wait three or five days..."

"Fuck you, they stink in three or five days!!"

"Brush!!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the young man's head.

"Throw it out if it stinks, okay?" the middle-aged asked gnashing his teeth.

"Ming... Understand!!" when the young man saw the gun, he recognized it and stammered.

"If you understand, just give me a fucking stop. After that, I won't take a fucking Penny Less of you. If you don't stop, I don't care if you lie outside more..." after that, the middle-aged man directly walked back to the room where Qian Rou was closed with a pistol.

Qian Rou was tied to a bed by a rope. Her hair was scattered and her body was covered with blood.

"What are you doing?" Qian Rou asked weakly, looking at the middle-aged man.

"Can I take some photos for you?" the middle-aged man looked ruddy, shook his head, looked at Qian Rou and asked.

"How... How?"

"Somebody, take this woman's clothes off for me..." the middle-aged man smiled, turned his head and shouted at the door.

"Brother, I beg you...!"

"Wow..."

Two men broke into the door and directly pressed Qian rou.

"Ah!!! Big brother... Big brother, I beg you..." Qian Rou shouted with sadness and despair.

"Tear!!"

But Qian Rou's cry couldn't stop these people's actions at all. His clothes were picked off one by one until they were naked. However, the whole process was photographed by the middle-aged man with his mobile phone.

"Brother, come first?" a young man looked at Qian Rou's attractive body, licked his lips and asked with an impatient face.

"Don't... don't..." at this time, Qian Rou hid in the corner, curled up and shook her head.

The middle-aged man looked at the video in his mobile phone and nodded with satisfaction after confirming that there was no problem.

"Brother, if you don't come, I'll go?" the young man was really impatient and asked in a hurry.

"Pa!!"

A middle-aged man put his mouth on the young man's face, pointed to the young man's nose and scolded, "fuck you, b you!! give your mother some virtue and want to play out *!"

"Big brother..." the young man looked at the middle-aged man a little puzzled.

"You too, this woman can't touch, understand?" the middle-aged shouted at the others.

"Understand!!" the crowd nodded.

"Whoever dares to touch, I'll kill anyone!!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man turned and walked out of the house.

Others look at me, I look at you, and then look at Qian rou. They shake their heads in disappointment, and then walk out of the house.

……

At the other end, SZ city.

"Nanbei, wake up? Have a fucking word with me!!" car

Inside, while holding the unconscious north and south, Liu Rui kept choking and trying to wake up the north and south. However, no matter how Liu Rui shouted, the faces of the north and South were still pale. Except for the strong and weak pulse at that time, we really couldn't tell whether the north and South are alive or dead now

"Hurry up, hurry up..." I clenched my fist and kept urging Meng Liang to drive.

To tell you the truth, Meng Liang's car has been driving very fast. Going retrograde and running a red light is not fatal, but I still feel very slow

"Fuck!"

At this time, a police motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of us.

"Creak..."

Meng Liang slammed the steering wheel. The black Audi made a 360 degree turn directly in place. The tires rubbed the road and emitted billowing black smoke!!

"Grass Mud Horse, are fucking crazy!! people in the car get down!!"

Frightened by Meng Liang, the traffic police quickly stepped back and fell to the ground due to inertia.

We don't have time to take care of the traffic police. Go retrograde and drive back!!

"Didi!!"

Because of our retrograde, the whole highway was directly paralyzed, with curses and horns.

"Grass Mud Horse, if you stop me again, I'll bump up..." Meng Liang's face was sweating, but he couldn't wipe it at all.

"Hey, I have a patient who needs help... I don't know where I am... You wait at the gate of the hospital... We'll be there soon!!... OK!!... Thank you!!"

When Meng Liang was racing with the police, I took out my mobile phone and called the hospital for a simple communication.

Fifteen minutes later, we finally arrived at the gate of the hospital.

"The patient is in the car!!" I quickly pulled open the door and shouted at the medical staff waiting at the door.

"Hula..."

At the moment I finished shouting, more than ten people surrounded our car, including doctors, nurses and police.