In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.
Around desolate and dilapidated, everywhere scattered with all kinds of cement paint floor tiles used for decoration, even the air is filled with a lingering smell of paint, as long as a breath will rush to the nostrils, annoying.
Generally speaking, no one would come to such a place, but today, three unusual visitors came.
"Well, is everything ready?" A fierce looking man with stubble on his face stood in the dark warehouse and asked the people next to him fiercely.
"The letter has been written, mainly due to the lack of keepsake that can make Leng Shaoheng believe." Another man is relatively weak, wearing a pair of black frame glasses, with a pen in his hand, looking at the little boy tied to the chair not far away, with a bad smile on his face.
He looked at them coldly.
His hands and feet were tightly tied with ropes, and the thick hemp rope circled around his waist and abdomen, tied him to a red pillar with a chair, and even sealed his mouth with cloth strips. However, the little boy, who was only nine years old, was still not in any panic, and his eyes were not even foggy. He looked at the girl who was discussing his future as usual Two men.
"Keepsake?" Hu ZuiZi, who was just beginning to speak, also raised his interest. "Indeed, if there is no keepsake, we can't let Leng Shaoheng believe that his son is in our hands But what can prove the child's identity? "
"How about Cut a finger? "
During their conversation, they have been observing the expression of cold words. However, even when they heard that they wanted to cut his finger, the boy didn't panic at all. His eyes are still calm.
The two men can't help but feel a little boring. They have done this kind of business more than once. Usually, the bound objects are not crying. Even if there are a few pretending to be calm, their hands and feet have already shaken to the point of no use. Where have they met such calm people from the beginning to the end? It's very novel.
Of course, it makes them boring.
The man with glasses snorted: "it's reduced to such a state, and he still pretends to be calm I'll tear the tape off his mouth. It's not interesting for us to discuss it. Let him talk about it himself Do you want to break your hand or your foot to tell Leng Shaoheng that he has been arrested? "
Hu chenan also thought that this method was good. He laughed twice and agreed. Then he tore the tape off his sneer mouth: "little boy named Leng, you have just heard our conversation. Now that we are ready for the letter, we are short of a keepsake that your father can recognize you. Which part of your body do you think is more recognizable and can be recognized by Leng Shaoheng? Is it your hand? Or feet? "
Cold words Mo looked at them: "hands and feet have no recognition."
The two men looked at each other, and then both laughed. Hu pointed to the cold words and said with a smile, "I said you were brave earlier, but now it seems that you are also afraid that we will cut off your hands and feet?"
Although he didn't ask for mercy as soon as he could speak as they wanted, his words, which were similar to asking for mercy, still made them feel very interesting.
"No one is not afraid of losing hands and feet." He did not think that his weakness was a shame, but a natural strategy.
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