Although it was common for Min Jingfeng to have troubles, Lin Cha still couldn't calmly face the danger of the other party.
Fortunately, after hearing what she said, the other end of the phone didn't really hang up the phone, but said a little strangely: "Now these young people..."
Lin Cha: "..." It seemed like I said too much just now.
Fortunately, the person over there just said: "Since you are so close, you can give us his father's mobile phone number."
Lin Cha frowned: "Can you let me talk to him? If you didn't talk to him, how do I know you didn't pick up his phone to fool me?"
The people over there fell silent all of a sudden. Lin Cha speculated that they might have covered their phones and were discussing with several other people.
Because she heard that there were other people just now.
Her heart was beating fast, and she was already wondering whether to transfer this matter to the police.
But she was still worried.
Fortunately, the people over there quickly replied: "Yes, but you'd better not play any tricks."
The combined age of the two people is not as old as them, so they are not particularly defensive.
Lin Cha heard Min Jingfeng's voice from over there. He was quite calm, and he should not have been tortured.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't call the police. Please go to the teacher in charge to ask for a leave." Min Jingfeng's voice came over, "If you don't feel well these two days, you can stay at my house. There is an electric box outside my house. key."
What Min Jingfeng said was uncomfortable, because he felt that he might not be able to go back today, and Lin Cha would probably return to an extremely unlucky state tomorrow. Going to live at his house should greatly alleviate this state.
How could Lin Cha remember her physical condition? Min Jingfeng said she wasn't worried. How could she not be worried? She said anxiously, "What's the matter? Do you want money? I still have money..."
Min Jingfeng said: "It's a bit complicated."
Then he said to several other people: "I don't have my father's phone number here, and naturally she doesn't have it there either."
Then hung up the phone.
After Min Jingfeng hung up the phone, he looked at these people: "I don't need to lie to you, you just checked so much in my phone, but you didn't find any information about my father. I don't have any here. It's even more impossible for him to have one."
The middle-aged man who took the lead turned gloomy: "It's been said in the reports that you are his son, so it's impossible for him to ignore you."
Min Jingfeng said with a little embarrassment: "Although it is a good thing to use oneself to save others, it is applicable to the current scene."
Min Jingfeng sat in the middle, and since he answered the phone just now, the rope in his hands had already been untied, and he said, "I know how important children are to you, but you should also know how unreliable the reports are. "
This incident directly hurt the sore spot of the group, and everyone showed a ferocious face.
The man who took the lead was Li Feng. Looking at Min Jingfeng, he said, "Who knows if you deliberately used this statement to deceive us? You have that kind of parents, so it must not be a good thing."
Min Jingfeng, who took another blame for no reason: "... If you want to think like this, I can't help it."
Min Jingfeng looked uncooperative, stopped talking, and took a physics formula manual from his schoolbag and began to read it.
Lin Cha still hoped that he would study hard and his grades would improve. Min Jingfeng actually didn't think school knowledge was so important, but he thought he should develop the habit of studying.
He used to indulge himself too much, and now he really needs to restrain himself more.
A few middle-aged men looked at Min Jingfeng who was reading the book, but they didn't tie his hands back after all, but just stared at him.
Li Feng, who took the lead, did not expect this to happen. Over the years, he has searched for many ways, but there is no way to take revenge, so he took a risk once.
The few of them thought they would be able to trick the scumbag out of Min very smoothly, but what they didn't expect was that the son didn't have his father's contact information at all, and no one read the contents of the private messages sent to Weibo.
It was a good kidnapping, but no one knew about it.
Min Jingfeng read the book for a while, but in the end it was this group of people who couldn't bear it first.
One of them, a middle-aged man in gray clothes with a hunched back and many wrinkles, said, "Since you don't have your father's contact information, there's no need for us to keep you."
Min Jingfeng closed the book calmly, looked at the group of people, and said, "So, are you going to kill me?"
In fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart. People's hearts are inherently complicated. If these people really want to kill him, he will also have a headache.
Li Feng, who took the lead, came out with a knife: "Otherwise? We've been planning for so long, we can't do this once in vain. After all, you are also his son. Killing you is considered revenge."
Min Jingfeng disagreed with this point of view very much, and said, "Are you sure?"
Li Feng had never met such a person, even in this situation, he still looked indifferent.
"Don't think you're innocent, do you know how he got the money? Every penny you spend has other people's blood!"
Min Jingfeng: "Every penny I spend is earned by myself, and has nothing to do with other people."
"Do you think we will believe you when you say that?" Li Feng said through gritted teeth.
He saw in the news that this scumbag's son had become a hero praised by everyone, especially when he saw his current life and thought of his own situation, how could he not be resentful.
Min Jingfeng sighed: "I saw the news. The news said that I was a spoiled and raised noble son. Do you think I am?"
Min Jingfeng suddenly slowed down. There was indeed evidence. He used to live very hard and had many calluses on his palms. Later, he became good at playing games and earned a lot of money by playing games on behalf of him. However, his halo a year ago backfired, causing him to The skin on both hands was changed, so now his fingers are slender and clean, like a young master who doesn't distinguish between grains.
A group of people looked at him and came to the same conclusion.
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Min Jingfeng: "..."