Half of the alley in front of me was illuminated by moonlight, and half was hidden in darkness. The evening wind blew gently, and there was a hint of earthy smell in the air. A dark cloud passed by quietly, blocking the bright moon behind me. The alley was completely enveloped in darkness.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, dark clouds cover all eyes in the sky, and a heavy rain seems to be coming.
Zhuang Yan knew that since he was led to this place, there was no way of escape, but he still wanted to ask Zhao Wei why.
Over the years, he has devoted his heart and soul to Zhao Wei. He owed more than 300,000 yuan in debt because of gambling, and he gave him his bonus to repay the debt. Now he repays himself in this way.
Seeing Zhuang Yan approaching, Zhao Wei took two steps back uneasy. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhuang, I can't help it." Yan could not find any apology in the other party's eyes.
When did he start changing? Or have you never confessed to this person
The cool rain fell from the sky and landed on Zhuang Yan's face. Before he could ask, a somewhat hoarse male voice came from behind him: "You ran pretty fast, why didn't you run away? Continue run?"
Zhuang Yan turned his head, and by the dim street lights at the intersection, he saw that there were already more than a dozen people blocking his way, and his back road had indeed been blocked.
"Zhao Wei told me that you can run away from us, but I still don't believe it." The corner of the leader's mouth curled up ugly, with a sarcasm smile, "I made you run away after all."
Zhuang Yan turned to look at Zhao Wei again, but Zhao Wei had put on his helmet early and was ready for protection. For a moment, Zhuang Yan wanted to laugh.
"Come on, catch those who can catch alive, and kill those who can't catch alive." The leader gave an order, and the younger brothers behind him immediately rushed towards Zhuang Yan with a roar.
They thought they could quickly subdue Zhuang Yan, but the result was different from what they had imagined. Even though they had flashlights to illuminate them in the dark, they still looked like blind men. Even Zhuang Yan's clothes Can't even touch the corners.
Zhuang Yan had boxed before. His reaction speed, punching speed, and fist strength were all incomparable to ordinary people. He was agile, his movements were smooth, and he didn't procrastinate at all. Surrounded by so many people Still do a job with ease.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rumble of thunder rang in his ears one after another. Zhuang Yan's every punch was hard on those living penis, accompanied by howls of pain. He had run for so long just now. His time has already wasted too much physical strength, although these people have nothing to do with him now, but the situation is not optimistic, he must get rid of all these people faster.
Bean-sized raindrops fell densely on his forehead, silver lightning flashed across the night sky like a dragon, piercing the darkness, and Zhuang Yan's figure appeared indestructible under the dazzling light.
Heavy punches, jabs, swing punches, combination punches, he hasn't fought so happily for a long time, he seems to be back on the stage in a trance, but his opponent is really disappointing, and soon there are already One piece fell down, the sound of wailing, screaming, and scolding, mixed with the sound of thunder and wind, mixed into a tragic symphony in this pouring rain.
The rainwater gathered under the feet into small streams rushing along the ramp towards the alley, sparkling under the flickering lights.
Zhao Wei did not know when he had already fled to the intersection. He yelled at the crying man on the ground, "His waist was injured, and he won't last long. Go! Go all!"
Zhuang Yan raised his head to look at Zhao Wei, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but all fell silent in the end.
After so many years of brothers, they are not relentless in selling.
Seeing that none of them were Zhuang Yan's opponents, the boss of these people took out his mobile phone and called another group of people. Not long after, these people arrived on the battlefield, and they rushed forward with iron rods and hammers in their hands.
Zhuang Yan's fists were no match for four hands, and sticks hit him from all directions. His back was hit hard by the hammer, and a burst of pain hit him, and he rushed straight to Tianling Gai. His spine seemed to break in an instant. With a snort, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bright red disappeared quickly along the water.
More and more sticks hit Zhuang Yan's body, all the ways of life were blocked, and he was already swimming in the bottom of the pot.
Even in this situation, Zhuang Yan still tried every means to escape from here, but there were too many people on the other side, even if they didn't have those weapons in their hands and only formed a human wall, he couldn't escape easily.
Zhuang Yan was severely injured, and the organs in his chest seemed to be displaced. He was a bird with broken wings, and could no longer fly out of the cage of death.
Finally, Zhuang Yan fell down, his limbs were trampled under his feet, blood seeped from his clothes, dyed his white shirt bright red, the rain had already soaked him, his gray eyes looked up at the sky, and blinked After two clicks, it gradually loses its luster.
He was raised from the ground, the corner of his mouth was broken, his clothes were hanging on his body in tatters, his exposed skin was covered with scars and bruises, and he was extremely embarrassed.
The elder brother in the lead punched Zhuang Yan in the chin. Hearing Zhuang Yan's weak muffled hum, he still felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, but thinking that this man would sink into the sea to feed the fish later, he withdrew his hand. Said to all the younger brothers: "Tie him up and see where he can go this time!"
The younger brothers hurriedly tied Zhuang Yan into a ball and carried them into the gray van. Zhao Wei also got into the van with these people.
There is a mountain to the west of this small village that has been demolished, and behind the mountain is a vast ocean. In order to prevent other incidents from happening again, they plan to deal with Zhuang Yan directly on this sea.
The torrential rain poured into the sea like tens of thousands of silk threads. The turbid sea was churning with huge waves, covered with white foam. In the dark world, there was a deafening roar from the depths of the ocean, which echoed the bursts of thunder. .
The small boat was staggering on the sea, someone took out sacks and stones from the bottom of the cabin, and was about to put Zhuang Yan in it and sink it into the sea.
"Wait a minute, I have to take a short video and send it to the employer later." The elder brother in the lead took out his mobile phone, pointed it at Zhuang Yan, focused it, and said with a smile, "Okay, you can pretend Into the sack."
The younger brothers quickly trapped this big living man in, Zhuang Yan didn't even have the strength to struggle now, even if he didn't die in the sea today, he would probably be severely disabled.
When the sack was about to be sealed, the tape on Zhuang Yan's mouth was torn off. The eldest brother held up his mobile phone and asked him, "Is there anything you want to say before you die?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyelids, glanced at the elder brother, and said nothing. The biggest mistake he made was that he didn't know people clearly, so it was useless to say anything now.
"Since you have nothing to say, then seal it."
A huge wave hit, the ship shook, everyone exclaimed, and Zhuang Yan's vision was only left with endless darkness.
In the darkness, he seemed to hear Zhao Wei's flattering voice: "Brother Jian, when will my money arrive?"
"Angkor will give it to you, just wait," Brother Jian laughed, "I made two shares of money at once, it's worth it! I'll take my brothers to have a good meal when I get off the boat."
Zhuang Yan realized that there was another meaning in these words. It turned out that there were two groups of people who wanted him to die. One group was the enemy of the Wen family, and who was the other group
I knew that when brother Jian asked himself what he wanted to say, he should have asked, but now he has no chance.
"Okay, it's far away from the shore now. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. We are not safe at sea. Let's throw it down."
He probably really was going to die here today. Fortunately, he had thought about this possibility before, and had made arrangements for his funeral. Even if he was gone, Grandpa could still be taken care of.
"I'm sorry brother." Brother Jian kicked Zhuang Yan on the back through the sack, "If someone wants you to die, we can't help it."
"Boss, what should we do next?"
Brother Jian patted the little brother on the head: "Do you still need me to teach you? Waste, just tied a stone and threw it into the sea."
The two younger brothers quickly followed Brother Jian's instructions, tied the stones and lifted the sack, counted one, two, three, and then worked together to throw the sack out.
With a plop, the sack fell into the water and was quickly swallowed by the waves and disappeared.
Bright lightning pierces the long night, rumbling thunder reminds of the roar of the sea god, and all evils will sleep forever in the bottom of the sea.
Brother Jian put away his mobile phone and sent the video to the two employers. His task has been completed.
…
With a loud bang beside his ears, the cold, salty sea water poured in all at once, flowing from his ears, nose, and mouth into his throat and into his internal organs.
He was going to die, Zhuang Yan realized this very clearly.
All the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
Mrs. Wen knelt in front of him, crying and begging him to be her son's scapegoat;
Mr. Wen sat behind the office and told him coldly that he had found a suitable source of medicine, and as long as he agreed to make this bait, they could send the medicine to Mr. Zhuang immediately;
Lying in the hospital, the old Grandpa Zhuang held his hand and told him to come back early and take good care of himself;
Also, that night, in that magnificent manor, Mr. Qin, who came to the banquet with his unfinished body full of wind and snow;
And, and...
It was a long time ago, he was standing on the boxing ring, purple and blue lights interlaced across his face, there was deafening cheers from the audience, those flashing lights converged into a sea of stars, countless flowers were thrown On the stage, countless people shouted his name loudly, and he held up the golden belt in his hand.
These are gradually far away from him.
…
Zhuang Yan knew that he was going to die, and he had no strength at all. Even though the salty seawater swallowed him completely, in this huge sea area, his bones would not be found until many years later.
Or maybe, he is about to become a meal for those sea creatures, leaving nothing behind.
His body was sinking continuously, as if there was no end to it, his eyes were pitch black, in his nasal cavity, throat, stomach, and lungs, everything was there.
He has no way to breathe, no way to move, even if the current carries him to a certain location, there will be his grave.
The process of death is painful and long, and those unrolled pictures about the past are covered with a layer of grayness, which can no longer be seen clearly.
Slowly, he began to lose what little consciousness he had left.
Vaguely, he felt that the sack on his body seemed to be cut open by some sharp weapon.
Before he could stretch his limbs, his body was grabbed by someone, and then his lips were covered with a cold and soft object.
Zhuang Yan opened his mouth subconsciously.
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