C68

As there were no lights in the pitch black room, the abandoned building looked especially eerie. Even if Wen Xin thought she was brave, she was still afraid.

"Let's rest here for now!" They won't do anything to you tonight. " Zhao Lin said to Wen Xin who was behind him.

"Dragon Hall? "What about you?" This was the first time Wen Xin had heard of this name.

"I owe you." Zhao Lin's voice sounded a little weak.

Because the two of them were tied up on their backs, Wen Xin could not see Zhao Lin's current situation.

Because Zhao Lin's forehead was currently hit by someone's rod, blood would occasionally flow out from it.

His face was covered in blood, making him look horrifying.

His consciousness was disappearing bit by bit, and the strength that he had struggled to talk with Wen Xin just a moment ago was slowly disappearing as well.

Wen Xin thought that Zhao Lin was tired, so he did not speak anymore.

She could not sleep in this place.

At some point, the moonlight outside the window had come in through the tightly shut window they had made out of wood. The glimmering light made the room seem less dark.

The current Mu Yuntian must be looking for her everywhere! He would definitely be so worried that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep. Looking out the window, he suddenly missed Mu Yuntian so much.

Time slowly passed by. Wen Xin watched as the sunlight shone through the window and lit up the entire room.

"Bam!" The door was kicked open.

"Time to eat." The person shouted to Wen Xin and Zhao Lin.

The man walked to the two men's side and looked at Zhao Lin, his face revealing a look of shock.

"Boss, the Zhao Lao Scar is about to die."

Hearing that, Wen Xin looked towards the Zhao Lao Scar in panic, but unfortunately, her body was tied up too tightly, and the more he struggled, the tighter she looked.

"How is he?" Wen Xin realized that her voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"No …" "I don't know. He must have fainted due to excessive bleeding." That person was also scared, and his voice started to stutter.

"Hurry up and send them to the hospital!" Wen Xin shouted to the man, her voice hoarse.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

That shout from before had attracted a few other people, and now they were looking at Zhao Lao Scar as they asked.

"We lost too much blood and fainted. Let's go to the hospital!" The man looked timidly at the man beside him.

Hearing that, the man slapped the man who delivered the food on the head, "You are so f * cking stupid! You're even sending us to the hospital? Why didn't you send us to the police station?! "

"If we don't send him to the hospital, he'll be in danger." Wen Xin shouted to the man.

"Is it dangerous? Even if he dies, it's his fault. " That man scolded, he did not have a shred of sympathy for Zhao Lao Scar's situation.

"You bastards." Wen Xin could no longer care about being afraid, and scolded them.

"Pah!" A slap landed on Wen Xin's face.

"Send him to the hospital? And then he goes to the police, am I stupid? " The man looked at Wen Xin with a cold smile.

"You can take him to the hospital and then leave, or you can call the hospital and then you can take me with you." Wen Xin said as she looked at the few of them.

"You are quite smart, little girl. Unfortunately, he …" "We can't leave." The man bent down and said word by word as he looked at Wen Xin.

"Then let me go, I'll help him bandage it." Wen Xin looked at him and said.

The man looked at Wen Xin, then said to the man behind him: "Get on the carriage and get some medicine and bandages."

Hearing this, the people at the back walked out.

The rope on Wen Xin's body loosened.

When Wen Xin saw the wounds on Zhao Lin's body, she realized that he had actually suffered such a heavy injury. The blood on his head dripped all the way down to his clothes.

The person outside carried a box and placed it in front of Wen Xin.

Wen Xin opened the chest and took out some alcohol, cotton and anti-inflammatory medicine.

She used the alcohol cotton to carefully wipe clean Zhao Lin's forehead, and finally revealed a thumb sized wound. The blood on it had already solidified.

Wen Xin carefully poured the anti-inflammatory medicine on top of her and tore off a piece of gauze to wrap Zhao Lin's head. After doing all this, her heart relaxed a little.

Police station

Mu Yuntian and Yu Feng had already stayed in Police station for the entire night. Yesterday, the police called them in the middle of the night and said that they could catch a lackey of the Dragon Gang at the casino.

Mu Yuntian could no longer sit still. He stood up and said to the bureau chief, "Let me ask him."

The policeman was a little doubtful, but he still decided to let Mu Yuntian try, maybe he could really find out some information.

"This is for you." The police chief stood up and handed the information over.

It was the prisoner's information.

When Mu Yuntian saw the message, a smile flashed across his mouth. This person originally liked to gamble, but he owed more than two million yuan in usury. As long as he had a weakness, it was fine.

He followed a policeman into the interrogation room.

The bald man sitting opposite to her had a palm-sized scar on his head. He didn't even raise his head when he saw the police enter, and didn't even bother to look at them.

"Do you have any cigarettes?" The man looked up at the director as he walked in.

"As long as you honestly answer those questions."

Mu Yuntian looked at the prisoner, took out a box of cigarettes and threw it over.

"Thanks, brother, for the fire." The man took out a cigarette and said to Mu Yuntian.

Mu Yuntian looked at the Bureau Chief behind him and said, "I want to talk to him alone."

The Chief looked at Mu Yuntian and nodded in agreement.