"That's his gun." The long-haired man said.
"Because it's his gun and he knows how many bullets there are in the gun box, so he doesn't want to guess?" Fang Yan asked.
When he shut up, he slapped the bald man in the face again and shouted: "I know the answer, why don't you want to tell him? I think his question is too simple, right?"
The bald man's fists were clenched, and his bones were cracking.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face again and cursed: "If I look at it, he knows that I am not convinced. He asked me if he could ask me why one plus one equals two. I thought I could figure it out?"
The bald man was stunned, and his momentum to find an opportunity to resist was dispelled by those slaps.
The long-haired man did not dare to act rashly. His right arm bone had been severed by Fang Yan's leg knife, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and the gun fell into the enemy's leg. If he counterattacked, would he directly blow the bald man's head off
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face again and said, "Answer his question - how many bullets are in the gun box?"
"Six." The bald man said. He knew that answering that question would make people feel ashamed, and even his companions would ridicule him for having no backbone——Is this the time to show backbone? That guy is not a mad dog who doesn't play by common sense. If he didn't answer, he had no doubt that the guy would beat him to death.
No, he asked for obedience. Wrong their perfect control. Only in this way can he extract more useful information from their mouths.
Baldhead has studied criminal psychology and knows what Fang Yan is doing.
This is a very difficult leg to deal with.
Fang Yan stretched out his legs to beg the long-haired man to be slapped. The long-haired man quickly said: "No six - there are six bullets in the gun. He guessed wrong."
The long-haired man was so clever that Fang Yan didn't know whether he should withdraw the palm he held in the air or continue to slap it away.
Thinking that he was put in a dilemma by a gangster, Fang Yan became a little angry and slapped the long-haired man in the face hard, cursing: "Did he ask me whether his guess was wrong?"
The long-haired man was about to cry and said, "What exactly do I want to ask?"
"He didn't ask me anything if he wanted to whip me." Fang Yan said confidently.
"-------"
The bald man and the long-haired man looked at each other, wondering how they could meet such a perverted guy
Because he paid too much attention to his own life, Fang Yan never stopped trying to attack and harm him.
If they slapped him once, he would slap them ten times in return.
If they kicked him, he would find a way to crush their kick.
If someone wants to beg him to die, then, I'm sorry, he won't let the wrong person live easily.
If that person is not Ye Wenwen, the first three items can be ignored.
The two men followed him all the way, holding guns on their legs, which was extremely dangerous. Fang Yan would naturally not miss their politeness.
"He won't kill us." Fang Yan said: "He knows better than anyone whether killing is a crime."
The bald man and the long-haired man breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Just pray that you can save your life. I'm just afraid that the 250-year-old man will beat them to death directly.
The green hills are left, but I am afraid of running out of firewood.
"But no-----" Fang Yan stuffed the gun in his leg into the long-haired man's broken leg, then raised his legs and arms, aiming the gun at the bald man's head: " We’ll kill ourselves.”
"------" The two of them looked ashen. Is it possible to play like that? Why didn't they think of it
"So, can you tell him now, who sent us here to kill him?" Fang Yan asked with a cold face and a fierce voice.
"They are not here to kill people, or they are here to deliver messages." The pain in the broken bones of his legs and arms was unbearable, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. The weather was cold, but the clothes worn by the long-haired man were soaked with sweat.
"What letter to send?" Fang Yan asked.
"Send a letter to Miss Lu—someone wants to see her." The long-haired man said.
Fang Yan looked at the long-haired man thoughtfully and said, "Did we originally want to kidnap her?"
The two were silent.
The orders they received were indeed delivered. But no, there are many ways to deliver a letter.
They can send the 'letter' to Lu Chaoge's legs as a courtesy, or they can send the 'letter' to Lu Chaoge's legs and take Lu Chaoge and the letter back together.
If not the latter, it would be easier to negotiate.
That was also the reason why they followed closely and prepared to take Lu Chaoge away unscrupulously. Of course, they also got news that the male follower next to Lu Chaoge had good legs - so what
No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. A shot in the leg, Tiandong has it. No matter how powerful his body and legs are, can't things be solved with just one bullet
The ideal is too full, the reality is too shameless!
"It seems that he guessed it." Fang Yan said. "Where's the letter?"
The bald man stretched his legs into his arms and took out a rolled-up paper ball from his pocket.
"Open." Fang Yan said. The ball of paper was dirty, with a reddish-brown liquid on it. Fang Yan himself would not stretch his legs to touch it.
When he opened the ball of paper, what he saw was a piece of burnt flesh.
"Then -----" Fang Yan paused, his eyes becoming extremely sharp. "Human skin?"
Because there were blood stains on the face, it was very likely that it was a piece of flesh cut off from a living person.
Who on earth could do something that was worse than a beast
Lu Chaoge walked out of the hiding place. She had been hiding in an abandoned container not far away. As soon as the car stopped, Fang Yan drove her out and asked her to find a cover immediately. Then he himself magically disappeared from my sight.
When Lu Chaoge saw the piece of flesh wrapped in red paper, his expression changed drastically and he asked anxiously: "Where is she?"
The gangster used that piece of flesh to 'invite' Lu Chaoge, which proved that the man had a close relationship with Lu Chaoge.
No, what kind of person is No? Fang Yan was full of doubts.
"Go with them, someone wants to see me." The bald man said.
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face and cursed: "They just left when I told them to leave?"
The captives must have the consciousness of the captives. Fang Yan didn't like the tone and way of the bald man and Lu Chaoge shutting up.
Too strong!
"He's coming with me." Lu Chaoge said bluntly.
The bald man glanced at Fang Yan and did not dare to speak easily.
Snapped!
Fang Yan slapped the bald man in the face again and cursed: "I didn't hear his friend shut up? She asked to come with us. What do you mean if I don't say a word?"
"------"
Lu Chage looked at Fang Yan and said, "I'll go back. That matter has nothing to do with me."
Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Can he leave at that time? Those people are vicious and cunning, and they can do anything. If he doesn't follow, he's afraid that my negotiation has no chance of winning. Don't worry, No matter what happens, he will stand with me.”
Fang Yan's worries are unreasonable.
If they really wanted to have a good negotiation with Lu Chaoge, a phone call and a text message would be enough to notify them.
They are not giving away flesh and blood or engaging in kidnapping. No matter how you look at it, they are not looking for a good negotiation attitude. Now, someone whom Lu Chaoge begged for has been taken hostage by them. If they get Lu Chaoge again, will it be necessary to negotiate? It can be decided directly by the wrong party.
Lu Chauge looked hesitant, then finally nodded and said, "Thank you."
Fang Yan smiled and didn't shut up.
Lu Chaoge drove, and Fang Yan walked in the back seat to accompany and supervise the two unlucky gangsters, the bald and the long-haired, who tried to kidnap Fang Yan instead.
To Fang Yan's surprise, Lu Chaoge drove her BMW into an old-looking community without any guidance from the gangsters.
The car stopped at the door of the villa. Lu Chaoge pushed open the door and ran to knock on the door.
No one answered, and the villa courtyard was eerily quiet.
Lu Chaoge knocked on the door again, and then the door to the living room opened. The mute nanny looked frightened and trotted over to open the door.
When she saw Lu Chaoge, she tried her best to move her legs against hers, signaling to her that it would be dangerous to go inside.
Lu Chaoge nodded and walked past her persistently.
Fang Yan drove the two gangsters, the bald man and the long-haired man, out of the car as if they were chasing ducks, and led them towards the courtyard of the villa.
"Are all our people here?" Fang Yan asked.
"No." The bald man replied, with a flash of fierceness in his eyes.
With all their people here, Fang Yan will get his due retribution soon.
"How many of us are there?"
The bald man didn't answer.
"There are ten? Are there ten of us?"
Fang Yan looked at the long-haired man and asked.
"No."
"All have guns?"
"-----No." The long-haired man replied.
Fang Yan squinted his eyes and laughed.
"Lying is not a good habit."
He kicked the bald man's calf at the knee, and there was a crisp sound, and the bald man's calf was broken by Fang Yan's kick.
The bald man screamed, unsteady and fell to the ground in a panic.
The long-haired man turned around and tried to escape, but Fang Yan had already grabbed his neck.
Click!
Before he could react, he stretched out his legs and broke the bones of his other legs and arms.
The long-haired man fell to the ground and howled miserably. Fang Yan walked over and stepped on his ankle.
With a tap of his toes, Fang Yan crushed the bones of his feet. Regardless of the bald man or the long-haired man, both of them had completely lost their ability to fight.
Hearing the sound behind them, Lu Chaoge and the mute nanny turned around at the same time.
Fang Yan smiled and said sheepishly: "Let him lighten some of the burden first. There are many people inside - he is afraid that he will hit them."