Wen Xiaohui slowly opened his eyes. His head hurt like it was going to explode, his eyeballs were swollen, and he had no strength at all.
He tried to remember why he was like this, and then he remembered that he had a car accident. But based on his previous experience, he felt that it was not an accident, but man-made. When Li Shuo hired someone to rob Luo Yi from Luo Yi, he did the same thing, but compared with this at that time, only It can be regarded as "scratching".
He took a deep breath, without thinking too much, he also knew that his situation was very dangerous. A car accident is not in the hospital, but in an unknown place, it must be done routinely. He looked at the simple wooden ceiling, carefully discerned the sounds outside, and guessed that he should be in a place with water.
He endured the soreness all over his body, propped up his body, and found himself thrown on a dirty single bed, looked around, the room was not small, half of the supplies were piled up, it seemed to be a warehouse, simple daily necessities should be It was prepared for the warehouse keeper, but judging from the ashes on the display, no one should have used it for a long time.
What the hell is this place
Thinking about these problems, Wen Xiaohui felt a splitting headache, he touched his head carefully, it was okay, except for a piece of gauze stuck on the left forehead, there was no scooping or bloody blood, probably the sequelae of the concussion, His arms and legs are still there, and he has suffered more injuries in the past few years than in the past 20 years. I hope he can survive this time.
Gritting his teeth, he got up from the ground and walked to the door. The door was locked from the outside, and he patted the door panel weakly: "Hey, is there anyone! Come here!" You're not going to starve him to death, are you
After calling for a long time, I finally heard footsteps, and a rough male voice sounded outside the door: "What are you doing?"
"I'm hungry and want to go to the toilet."
The man left. After a while, Wen Xiaohui heard the sound of the key turning. He thought it was unlocked. Unexpectedly, a dog hole opened under the dark door panel. A tray filled with hamburgers and mineral water was sent to the prison. When he came in, he added a sentence: "Lazar will solve it in the house."
"What do you want to lock me up for?" Before he finished speaking, the man had already locked the door and was about to leave, and he didn't want to talk to him at all. He quickly got down on the ground, wanting to see what was outside, but unfortunately he only had time to catch a glimpse, and the baffle of the dog hole was locked again, but he had already seen what he wanted to see—a row of used containers, he in port. He looked at his watch, if he was still on the same day his mother left, then he had been in a coma for seven hours. There seemed to be three or five ports he could reach on the ground at this time, and the nearest one was Jincheng or Qin city.
Wen Xiaohui took the hamburger and water, sat back on the bed, and began to bite mechanically.
I don't know the taste of food.
What does Chang Xing want to do with him? Threatening Luo Yi or taking revenge on Luo Yi? Or both, no matter what, he probably won't be as simple as breaking his nose this time, but I don't know if Luo Yi has left behind this time, otherwise, he will be in danger.
For some reason, he didn't feel scared. Probably because I was worried about this day for so long that I felt impatient, holding a mentality that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and I died early and happily. When he was with Luo Yi, he was already mentally prepared, and even his fear was numb. Fortunately, his mother and Luo Rui had already gone abroad. As long as they were safe, he could only accept his fate no matter what.
He felt that he had been ruined by Luo Yi all his life, and maybe it would be because of Luo Yi's untimely death in the end. It's ridiculous to think about it. In his previous life, he must have dug Luo Yi's ancestral grave and killed Luo Yi's family to pay off his debts like this .
He couldn't even feel anger. In this quiet, damp, dilapidated port warehouse, he felt that everything was silent and his mind was blank.
After eating, he fell asleep again dizzy, and woke up a few times in the middle, all of which were painful. At the end of the sleep, he no longer knew day and night. He fantasized that he was having a cerebral hemorrhage, and he might fall asleep It's over, it's a kind of relief.
It's a pity that the sky failed, and he was finally woken up roughly.
A hand mixed with the smell of cigarettes was patting his face: "Hey, get up, get up."
Wen Xiaohui opened his eyes, saw that it was the food delivery person, he asked, "What are you doing?" His voice was dry and hoarse.
"Get up and eat something, don't starve to death."
"I've been sleeping for a few days."
"It's been almost two days."
Wen Xiaohui was really going to starve to death, but when he woke up, he realized that he was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, so he had to sit up, and he gave the man a sideways look: "Who are you, why did you lock me up here? What do you want to do?"
"I'm only responsible for watching you and making sure you're alive. I don't know anything else. You should eat quickly and take the medicine after you eat."
Wen Xiaohui thought about it, but he still didn't want to be a starving ghost, so he picked up the hamburger and took a bite: "Can't you change the taste? Everyday Spicy Chicken Drumstick Burger."
"Fuck, there are a lot of things to do, eat yours."
The man watched Wen Xiaohui finish his meal and medicine before packing up and leaving.
Wen Xiaohui watched secretly while eating, there was more than one person watching him, and there was one standing at the door, even when he was alive and kicking, he might not be able to handle this hulking man, and now this sickly appearance is even more so. Don't think about it. He asked, "Then how long am I going to stay like this?"
"I said, I don't know."
"Then at least tell me what day it is today."
The man took a look: "No. 17."
"Am I in Jincheng or Qincheng?"
The man gave him a cold look, picked up his things and left.
Wen Xiaohui found that this man was very strict, and he would not tell him a single word of nonsense. The only useful things he knew now were two things. First, he was still valuable to Chang Xing, and he couldn't die for the time being. Second, he was kidnapped. It has been three days.
After taking the medicine and waking up again, Wen Xiaohui felt that the pain in his body had eased a little, and his head didn't feel the pain that was about to explode. He finally woke up a little bit from the dazed state, and began to calm down, thinking about his situation and self-help.
He went through the entire warehouse, including the materials piled inside, which were a batch of large snakeskin bags. Other than that, there was nothing in the warehouse that could be used as a tool, obviously it had been cleaned up long ago.
He climbed to a high place with a snakeskin bag, looked out through the air vent, and finally saw the situation outside. This is a part of a large port, but it is at the edge of the newly built port, and it should have been abandoned. From a distance, you can see cranes working, but he can't read the words on the container, and he still doesn't know what he is doing. Where.
In fact, it doesn't matter if he knows where he is, the key is whether Luo Yi knows.
From dawn to dark again, Wen Xiaohui heard footsteps coming from the silent corridor. He stood up abruptly, his heart beating wildly. This time it's not one or two, but many people, could it be... Chang Xing
The locked door was opened, and the leader was tall and steady, wearing a black windbreaker, with gloomy eyes.
Just as usual!
Chang Xing was thinner than before, and his cheeks were sunken, making his facial features sharper and more aggressive. The way he looked at Wen Xiaohui was like a falcon looking at its prey.
Wen Xiaohui swallowed, the moment he saw Chang Xing again, fear struck him again.
Chang Xing took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. The person behind him immediately lit a cigarette for him. He took a puff and looked Wen Xiaohui up and down: "You don't seem to be doing well."
Wen Xiaohui nodded: "Isn't it thanks to you."
Chang Xing nodded: "But the bottom line has to be blamed on Luo Yi."
Wen Xiaohui had to agree with this sentence, but he didn't come here to seek approval, he said: "President Chang, what do you want to do to me, just tell me, let me be mentally prepared."
"What I will do to you depends entirely on what Luo Yi does."
"What do you want him to do?"
"I want to go abroad and I need him to do something for me. In addition, he has ruined my foundation for many years. It is impossible not to pay the price." Chang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "When the child is disobedient, give him something that will last a lifetime. Lessons."
Wen Xiaohui shivered fiercely, clenched his fists unconsciously.
"I came to you to discuss with you. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I can guarantee your life. If you don't cooperate..." Chang Xing smiled, "One of you must stay here, do you think he will Who to choose?"
Wen Xiaohui gritted his teeth: "What do you want me to do?"
"Call Luo Yi and follow what I tell you."
Wen Xiaohui shook his head, then lowered his head, his head almost sank to his chest.
Does Chang Xing really want to kill Luo Yi? Or kill himself and make Luo Yi suffer? He neither wanted to die, nor could he bear the identity of the accomplice who killed Luo Yi. Chang Xing, this terrifying monster, is much more vicious than Luo Yi.
Chang Xing laughed: "You still have no love for him until now? Look at yourself, who did you become like this, who did you have a family and dared not go back to hide for two years? You don't want to be in his hands." Are you completely free?"
Wen Xiaohui raised his head and stared at him firmly: "Are you really going to kill your own son?"
Chang Xing blew out a smoke ring: "For people like us, one is enough."
For people like us, one is enough.
Luo Yi also said the same thing, worthy of father and son.
Wen Xiaohui thought of Luo Yi's face, and then thought of his mother and Luo Rui. He found that he would rather die by himself than make such a choice.