"no, do not want… "
Fu Mingjun's eyes passed through Sihuang's shoulder, looking towards the direction of the toilet door.
Si Huang stepped aside and left him a straight path leading directly to the toilet door.
Seeing this in Fu Mingjun's eyes, he thought she was going to let him go, his eyes lit up immediately, and he thought to himself with luck: Was the previous statement intended to scare him? !
He ran towards the toilet door as fast as he could, and just passed by his side when he tripped and fell to the ground.
"... What are you going to do?" The dull pain in the body is not as good as the fear in the heart.
Si Huang squatted down next to him, her shoes stepped on his wrist, and then stretched out her hand to pull one of his fingers up little by little.
It was just sore at first, and the pain became piercing as the fingers were pulled higher and higher.
Fu Mingjun's eyes were so wide that their sockets would burst, "No...don't! Don't!" However, despite all his desperate struggles, he couldn't shake the opponent a single ounce.
The process of breaking the finger was infinitely slowed down by Si Huang, making people truly experience the painful process, watching their fingers twisted a little bit, but helpless.
Fu Mingjun has also done this kind of thing, but he has always done it as quickly as possible to see people's pain in an instant. His forehead was already covered with cold sweat, his pupils trembling violently looked at Si Huang, and he saw a side face with no expression, without torture or discouragement, it was as if he was doing a very ordinary thing.
Fu Mingjun couldn't bear to scream when his finger was pulled to an impossible height.
"Ah...ahh!"
Outside the toilet door.
Fu Xi and his group trembled when they heard the voice, showing expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
"It won't kill anyone, will it?"
"What nonsense! Young Master Si must know how to measure!"
"Fu Mingjun's family background is not small, so it's not good to make things worse..."
"That's not the way to say it. They provoked this matter first. If it really makes trouble, I'm afraid of them!"
Everyone started discussing softly, but as the screams from the toilet became softer and more hoarse and painful, they slowly stopped discussing, looking in the direction of the toilet door frequently, wondering if they should go and see.
"Why don't you go and have a look?" Someone suggested.
Fu Xi immediately said: "Young Master Si said you are not allowed to go in, without him speaking, why don't you go in and try?"
It has to be said that Sihuang now has great prestige in Huaxing Art School, no matter if it is a student of the same level or a senior senior sister, she is also very polite to her. Everyone knows that Sihuang has a good temper, and she is not afraid to joke with her on weekdays, but whenever Sihuang gets serious, everyone tacitly dare not resist her words.
After everyone heard this, no one dared to take the initiative to knock on the door.
At this time in the toilet.
Si Huang had already broken Fu Mingjun's third finger. Fu Mingjun was in so much pain that he almost fainted. For a moment, Fu Ling's heart came to him, and he shouted hoarsely: "I don't dare, I don't dare again!" Please, let me go! Please... I beg you... I will compensate Xu Wanjun for his loss..."
Si Huang stopped when he touched his fourth finger, and looked down at the young man's face, which was mixed with tears, snot and blood, so dirty.
"Does it hurt?"
Fu Mingjun's body trembled and he didn't dare to answer.
Si Huang picked up the needle, "It won't hurt soon, is that what you said to Xu Wanjun when he used this thing?"
"Woooooo!" Fu Mingjun burst into tears and shook his head desperately.
Without any hesitation, Si Huang injected half a tube of potion into his body, "After you get out, do you know what to say?"
This sentence made Fu Mingjun see life, "I know! I know!"
Si Huang stared carefully at his eyes, which were full of fear, and this strong fear had overwhelmed negative emotions such as resentment, and he didn't even have the courage to look at her.
"Some people can't be provoked," Si Huang said softly, "Don't provoke me again, you know?"
"I know!" Even if someone forces me to provoke you with a knife, I will never come again!
Si Huang nodded, stood up and went to the sink to wash her hands, then opened the door lightly and walked out.
The toilet door opened, and Fu Xi and the others saw Si Huang's figure. They probed through the half-opened door to look at the situation inside. When they saw Fu Mingjun lying on the ground, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at Si Huang. There was a little more awe in his eyes, and all the words he wanted to ask were swallowed back into his throat.
"Is everyone here?" Si Huang didn't seem to see the complicated expressions on their faces, and glanced at the group of young men from Jingfu University who were surrounded together.
Fu Xi responded, "Well, they're all inside, not a single one is missing."
Si Huang took out her mobile phone and called the police station, "Hello? There was a fight at Gaoxiang Hotel, and the main culprit was a group of students from Jingfu University..."
Everyone listened to her explain the time, place and the course of the incident in a calm tone, but the one who committed the crime in her words was Jingfu University. As for the students of Huaxing Art School? He became a good young pioneer who acted bravely, and finally hung up the phone. Everyone knew that this group of students from Jingfu University were going to live in the confinement center for a few days to reflect.
Many young men from Jingfu University showed expressions of resentment and dissatisfaction, but none of them dared to take the initiative to refute.
"Pay less!" Someone shouted at this moment.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Fu Mingjun coming out tremblingly leaning on the wall, his face covered in blood was scary and pitiful. Based on his current image, no one dares to say that he is the perpetrator, and the victim is almost the same!
The manager of the hotel came late, and just happened to be shocked when he saw Fu Mingjun's appearance, and quickly greeted him, "Young Master Fu, what's wrong with you? Who did it? I'll arrest him immediately. It must be handed over to the police."
Fu Mingjun is a frequent guest of this hotel's VIP members, and the manager has a little friendship with him. He was also afraid that after he had an accident, he would vent his anger on the hotel, and he would have to bear it himself, and the manager's position might not be guaranteed.
"I... I asked for it myself." Fu Mingjun said tremblingly, "I will go to the police station to confess the crime myself."
"What?" The manager was stunned.
The other people present were also stunned, and the group of Jingfu University students looked even more unbelievable, and someone inside shouted: "Young Master Fu, don't you have something to do with you in the police? I'm afraid they are a ghost! They actually... "
"Shut up the fuck!" Fu Mingjun roared, his eyes darkened again and again, his hands holding on to the wall almost lost strength, "Who the hell is talking nonsense, I will destroy him!"
The youths of Jingfu University were at a loss, but no one dared to offend him.
Fu Xi and other Huaxing Art School students looked at all this with magical eyes, until Si Huang's voice sounded, "It's almost time, I'll be back first."
Everyone saw that Sihuang had already walked out of the crowd, took Wubao and Liushun from Zhang Nianmeng and the others, and walked towards the elevator.
Yu Ling hurriedly followed.
She left, and the rest of Huaxing Art School had no interest in staying any longer. Zhang Nianmeng took the lead in dealing with the follow-up matters, and everyone left one after another.
"...Master Fu, they are all gone, why don't we go too?" A person from Jingfu University whispered, "We can't really wait for the police to catch us, can we?"
Fu Mingjun: "Should be locked up in the police station for a few days, or beaten severely, which would you choose?"
The man stared at him ferociously, his face changed drastically, and he was speechless.
At this moment, the manager has called the medical staff to give Fu Mingjun a simple bandage.
The middle-aged doctor bandaged the cut on his head first, then shook his head when he saw his fingers, "I can't do anything about it, I have to go to a regular hospital."
The manager immediately asked someone to drive him to the hospital, but Fu Mingjun refused. Now his mind is getting more and more confused, and hallucinations are gradually appearing in front of his eyes. He knows that this is the effect of the medicine in the needle tube. Going to the hospital is the best decision at this time, but he thought of Sihuang, the previous scene was like walking in hell, Sihuang is the most terrifying evil spirit in hell, he dare not resist the evil spirit Order.
Everyone looked at him in a completely incomprehensible manner, and at the same time guessed in their hearts, what kind of fright did they receive to make this fearless person look like this
Fu Mingjun shook his head, trying to make himself more sober, and took out the cell phone in his pocket with his right hand, his trembling fingers almost missed the cell phone a few times.
Find the number you want in the phone book and press it. After about three or four rings, the call is connected.
"Hello? Mingjun, how are things going?"
A young man's voice came from the phone.
Fu Mingjun gritted his teeth and said, "From today on, you and I are no longer brothers, and don't let me see you again!"
There was a pause, "What? What do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean..." Fu Mingjun tried to stay awake, and shouted manically, "You are not asking me for help, you are asking me to die! Why didn't you tell me about him... He is a demon! Crazy! I understand now , you will have today is not an accident, you can't stand up, you are not his opponent! If you want to die, don't drag me, I have done my best to you!"
"No! Fu Mingjun, tell me clearly, what happened!?"
"I almost died!" During the few minutes facing Si Huang in person, he really felt like he had walked through the gate of hell.
"..."
"Si Hua, I would like to advise you, stay abroad obediently, and don't call me again in the future."
After saying this, Fu Mingjun hung up the phone, and then fell straight down on the ground, convulsing all over his body.
Country M.
Frans Noble Academy.
Si Hua remained in the posture of answering the phone for a full three seconds, only to regain consciousness after being patted on the shoulder by a passing friend.
"What's wrong?" With a pure M country accent.
Si Hua pretended to smile, and said in the same M language, "It's fine, don't worry." However, his spoken English was not standard.
"It's fine, there's a dance tonight, do you want to have fun together?"
"… I am a little uncomfortable."
"Oh, what a pity!"
The other party didn't bother, shrugged his shoulders and left.
Si Hua also walked towards his own residence, feeling a strong uneasiness in his heart.
Why didn't my parents even make a phone call after Chinese New Year? The most important thing is that the money in the card has never been increased!
His purpose of coming to country M at the beginning was to take refuge, but he should have almost avoided it by now, why he still refuses to let him return to the country
Every time I ask the person in charge around me, the answer I get is that I haven't received the boss's instructions, so I can't let him go back.
Along the way, Si Hua went to call Bai Qinglan and Si Zhihan again, but no one answered.
There is always very little news from country Z that reaches country M. Fenghua Entertainment is quite famous in country Z, but it is nothing when it comes to country M. Of course there will be no reports about it.
Si Hua couldn't find news about China on the website, so he called his former classmates, but found that most of them didn't answer his calls, and the few who answered were also flashing their words, and hung up the phone after a few words.
When he arrived at his dormitory on campus, there happened to be no one else in there. Si Hua thought of someone, so he immediately dialed the number, and he got connected after a short while.
"Hey, Jingjing, how are you doing recently?"
"It's like this. I want to ask Dad how he is doing recently? Because I can't come back from abroad."
"It's all right? Oh, that's good. Do you know what my mother is doing recently? Why didn't you call me during the Chinese New Year?"
The voice over there was silent for a long while, and what came to Si Hua's ears immediately shocked him. He waited until the other party finished speaking, and then Si Hua shouted excitedly: "This is impossible! Mom can't do it." This kind of thing, what about my dad? Did he not care about it? And did something big happen to my house? When I called other people, they didn’t say anything, you tell me, tell me Tell me everything you know!"
Another two or three minutes later, after Si Hua listened to the words on the phone, she suddenly lost all strength, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground, her mind was full of thoughts like 'Fenghua Entertainment gave Sihuang, Sihuang ruined Fenghua' reverberate.
how can that be? ! This is absolutely impossible! right! impossible!
Dad won't give Fenghua to Sihuang, and it's even more impossible for Sihuang to destroy Fenghua!
Si Hua gave a jolt, picked up the phone on the ground again, saw that the phone hadn't hung up, and quickly said: "Jingjing, tell me, are you kidding me? This joke is not good at all. !"
"No! I don't believe it! It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Amidst the roar, Si Hua slammed the phone out.
The phone was smashed to pieces on the ground.
Si Hua held her head tightly, her thoughts already in chaos.
Time passed by little by little, and I don't know how long it had passed. When Si Hua came back to his senses, his expression was already grim, and there was only one thought left in his mind.
Si Huang must have done all of this! He has taken everything that belongs to me, and I will never let him go! Absolutely want him to die!
Here in City H of Country Z.
Jiang Yajing listened to the voice prompt that the other party had turned off the phone after she kept calling, so she put down the phone helplessly. Not long after, she read an anonymous message.
"Si Hua wants to come back."
Looking at the content of this message, Jiang Yajing recalled the picture she saw in the toilet just now, and also remembered Si Hua's misconduct in country M, she pursed her lips and replied to the message: Don't worry about it.
If Uncle Si is willing to let Ah Hua come back, let him come back, if not, she shouldn't have stepped in to help.
He obviously decided that he would do anything when he came here, so why did he change? Jiang Yajing asked herself, and thought of more things. Ever since she came into contact with Sihuang, she had a different impression of Ah Hua. The villain sued first, deceived herself, paid for murder, spent time and money, was intoxicated with power... The more she got in touch with, the better she understood. The more, the more tired she felt.
At this time, Sihuang had already rushed to the H City Hospital, and learned that Xu Wanjun had indeed been injected with drugs. Because the dose was not large, he was sent to the hospital early, so there was no great danger.
Xu Wanjun on the hospital bed has also woken up, and decided to leave the hospital after receiving the complete treatment in the early stage.
The doctor persuaded: "I'm still not sure if I will become addicted to drugs. It's better to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."
But Xu Wanjun shook his head, and said calmly: "If you are really addicted to drugs, the solution is to endure it yourself, and it doesn't matter where you endure it."
The doctor had no choice but to look at Sihuang and Yuxi, hoping they could help persuade Xu Wanjun.
However, Sihuang could see that Xu Wanjun had grown and gained special insights after this incident. Only he knew the depth of it. Facing his persistence, he just asked as usual: "Are you sure you can do it?" ?”
"Row."
"Okay, then leave the hospital."
The relaxing time of the Chinese New Year passed quickly, and everyone in Huaxing Art School started to get busy again, rushing to work on the final filming of "Red Moon" in H City.
Maybe it was the last time, everyone felt the urgency of time, so the final shooting was also very serious, and we got into the state very quickly.
At the end of the second episode of "Red Moon", following the filming before the Chinese New Year, Ding Hong and Yue left home after quarreling with Heimiao, and the Cold War period began with Yue.
As a result, within a few days, the tabby cat lured Heimiao to run away from home, thus luring the silly girl into danger in order to find her own pet.
A humble house in a deep alley.
Ding Hong watched her black cat jump out the window with the tabby cat, and hesitated to knock on the door, but no one came to answer the door after knocking several times, "Is anyone there? Is anyone at home?"
creak—
With a slight sound, the silent wooden door suddenly opened, "Meow!"
Ding Hong looked down and saw the figure of the tabby cat standing at the door.
"You didn't open the door for me, did you?" She laughed, but got a psychic "meow" from the tabby cat, and then the tabby cat walked into the house.
Ding Hong followed unsuspectingly.
Outside the house, on the dark blue tiled roof, a slender man in a black windbreaker sat there lazily.
His expression was indifferent, his scarlet eyes were looking in the direction of the room, obviously he saw the scene just now clearly, but he didn't make any movement.
However, even if there was no movement, not even an expression, everyone who saw him felt a kind of introverted concern—as proud as him, after being dumped by others, he still silently paid attention to the girl, but didn't say anything. Say, ask for nothing.
Maybe he doesn't bother to ask for something, and feels that what the other party gives is worthless to him, but it's that the other party doesn't have anything he wants, but he can pay for it, which makes people feel more valuable, and put it on him. There are more and more eyes, and I can't help but understand him more deeply. The more I understand, the more I feel that this evildoer is far from being as cold and ruthless as I saw at the beginning.
I haven't seen Sihuang acting for a while, and when I saw her again, I found that her acting skills have not regressed in the slightest, but it makes people feel a lot more.
Xu Wanjun instructed everyone to work and act with concise and powerful words, and his eyes were fixed on the shooting screen on the small screen.
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Well, today is the last day! QQ