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Rat tail Street

originally it was not called rat tail street, but no one would care about its name, because no one would like to see it more.

Because outsiders dislike its filth, local residents are always worried about how to get their next meal.

There are a lot of shacks here, clinging to each other. A few buildings stand in them, which are on the verge of collapse, and few people live in them.

People here are very similar.

Their faces are not clear because of gray and black, and their faces are always gray with grim expressions, even the farmers' indifference to poverty and happiness in the mountains does not exist.

Their source of livelihood is the garbage dump at the end of the street. The food scraps and recyclable items in the garbage dump are the objects of their struggle. The man who lives in the garbage dump may turn around and beat out the bones and stubbles of his companions for a valuable thing.

But nobody cares about them.

There are always some people in this world who will be given up.

Recently, there is one less beggar and one more woman here.

The beggar is the head of the beggars here. He has the strongest hands and lives a better life. Sometimes he can even drink a little wine and eat a few mouthfuls of meat.

But just a few days after the woman came here, the beggar disappeared.

His body was found, causing some attention.

The woman, however, appears and does not.

Speaking of that woman, the women who make a living in rat tail Street will show a trace of jealousy and disdain. After all, they all make a living. It's not good to have one more competitor after all. What's more, the thin skin and white flesh of that woman bring them a lot of pressure.

But these women sometimes wonder why such a thin skinned and white woman who knows at a glance that she was not born at the bottom came back here. None of them knew, and none of them dared to ask. Because on her first day here, she was "taken care of" by the beggars' gang in turn. They didn't want to get involved with the most difficult group here.

Of course, there's another reason, that's because of the woman's eyes.

They met many desperate and hysterical people, but none of them could compare with her.

Moreover, recently, because of the beggar's death, there are some policemen and some upper class people in suits.

This makes the residents here scared and scared.

And here the mind is keen, but always feel and this new woman.

Women continue to solicit their guests in the street, and occasionally turn their eyes to the only lighted building, with inexplicable jealousy and fear.

At the same time, the he family

"have you found Qin Wei?" He Siming asked Guan Yue.

Guan Yue wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He. Qin Wei has shown a high degree of anti investigation. Our people are searching quickly, and the result must be immediately."

"Right now?" There was uncontrollable anger in his voice.

He Siming seldom gets angry with others, but this time, he is really angry. Anger has burned his reason.

Guan Yue was even more frightened when he saw that, but he really tried his best.

Just at this time, Guan Yue's mobile phone vibrated, Guan Yue opened it, his face changed, and said: "Mr. He, there's news, a beggar loosened his mouth, saying that he knows Qin Wei's whereabouts."

"Where is it?" Hearing this, he Siming stood up with a brush and his face was excited.

"In rat tail street, it's called the slum of the slum." Guan Yue said.

He Siming tightened his eyebrows. He thought Qin Wei would hide in the city, but he didn't expect Qin Wei to go the opposite way. He still stayed in the slum, and he was still in the slum of the slum.

"Mr. He, do you want me to bring Qin Wei to his house?" Guan Yue said.

He Siming's eyes were full of ice cold, "I'll walk by myself, remember, bring some special talents."

Knowing what he Siming means, Guan Yue immediately prepares the vehicle and finds someone to monitor Qin Wei's movement to prevent her from running away.

Half an hour later, the old door of rat tail street was kicked open by the bodyguard, and he Siming came in.

He Siming frowned as soon as he entered the door.

The house smelled of rubbish, bad cigarettes and human body fluids.

There was no furniture in the room, just a wooden bed and a shabby sofa.

Wearing a red Nightgown, Qin Wei lies on the sofa, smoking half a cigarette, and sees he Siming. His eyes are full of red blood, but there is no fluctuation.

Her red robe was stained with some white stains.

The bodyguard who went in to check reported: "no young master was found."

He Siming left the room and said to the bodyguard, "take her to the basement of my villa."

Half an hour later, Qin Wei, who was locked on the scaffold in the basement, didn't have half a minute's expression fluctuation, and seemed to have become a dead man."Tell me what happened to baby Wendy. I'll leave you a way to live." He Siming is far away from Qin Weiwei. He hates dirty things.

Qin Wei did not change.

"With the emetic." He Siming narrowed his eyes. The doctor in white beside him said, "Mr. He, I still want to say once, it's illegal."

He Siming sneered, "since you are willing to do this business, you just want to raise the price."

"Guan Yue, double the reward."

At this point, the doctor did not hesitate to inject a tube of liquid medicine into Qin Wei's body.

After a while, Qin Wei's pupil gradually lax.

"Relax."

"Do you remember Wen Shuyue?" When the doctor left, Guan Yue came for questioning.

Guan Yue also received this kind of training. He is a little sure to deal with Qin Wei.

"Wen Shuyue, Wen Shuyue..." Qin murmured unconsciously, then her face showed a ferocious expression, "that bitch, I won't let her go..."

Then Qin Wei began to curse, that crazy look let Guan Yue keep frowning.

When Qin slowed down a little, Guan Yue asked again, "do you remember baby Wen..."

Qin Wei smiles and says, "I've killed him. You'll never see him again..."

He Siming clenched his fist and his bones crackled.

"Torture!"

Three hours later

when he Siming enters the basement, he sees Qin Weiwei with many scars.

Qin Wei's consciousness had recovered at this time. Seeing he Siming coming, he pulled out a smile on his bloody face and said, "he Siming, you are dead. You can never find your son!"

"You, Wen Shuyue, and that little bastard, you will die miserably!"

"Guan Yue, don't worry about her life or death, continue to use punishment." He said.

He Siming has a bad feeling that he hasn't found wenbaobao yet.

suddenly, the alarm outside the villa is ringing, and some policemen rush in and see he Siming who is being lynched.