Sister, you miss me

In less than two minutes, Gao Xiaobao went and returned: "Brother, there is nothing inside, except for a computer, I removed the hard drive."

Xiao Mei took a look: "Go, go to the toilet."

"Toilet?" Zhu Rongrong wondered.

Xiao Mei couldn't help explaining: "You follow me."

The three followed Xiao Mei to the men’s toilet on the floor. Xiao Mei walked straight to the innermost part before explaining: "Brother Feng, the innermost partition is completely enclosed and locked all the time. No one else can use it. Once I saw Lai Haoren sneaking in and only came out for a long time."

"This old guy has hemorrhoids, right!" Zhu Rongrong laughed, and went up to pick up a mace, and the door opened.

Several people were eye-opening.

There is indeed a toilet on the ground, and behind the toilet there is a small door that only allows one person to enter and exit. Zhu Rongrong did exactly what he had done, and the small wooden door was opened.

Zhu Rongrong smiled and said, "This bastard is really the three caves of the cunning rabbit."

Yang Feng shook his head: "No matter how cunning the prey is, it can't escape the hunter's hand."

Gao Xiaobao said: "Brother, I will go ahead."

Yang Feng said: "Okay, let's follow, everyone go in, I have a hunch, Lai Haoren is catting somewhere inside."

Gao Xiaobao said: "Then I have to prepare something for him."

Gao Xiaobao took the flashlight and walked first, followed by Zhu Rongrong, Xiaomei third, and Yang Feng behind.

With twists and turns, the four of them walked through a narrow path of nearly fifty meters, but were finally stopped by a small door that was concealed, and the Peking opera "Empty City Planning" was played in the sound inside the door.

"Little treasure, be careful." Yang Feng reminded.

Gao Xiaobao nodded, pushed open the door with a flashlight, and looked inside the door, there was only one monitoring terminal, no one.

Gao Xiaobao did not dare to take it lightly, stepped into the door, and was suddenly hit by a gun in his temple.

Gao Xiaobao threw the flashlight and immediately raised his hands: "Mr. Lai, don't get excited."

Lai Haoren slammed Gao Xiaobao's neck with his left arm, turned him half a circle, facing Zhu Rongrong and Yang Feng and the others, the Type 77 still stood against Gao Xiaobao's temple.

"Yang Feng, don't come over, otherwise I will..."

Lai Haoren said half of the cruel words, and was interrupted by Yang Feng. He made concessions: "Lai Haoren, put down the gun, everything can be discussed."

Gao Xiaobao calmly said: "Lai Haoren, otherwise what would happen? Shoot me to death, I think you have only one chance."

"Yang Feng, these are all you forced me to, I want to pull you back!" As he said, Lai Haoren pointed at Yang Feng.

"It's just an angry dog, you can't kill people." Yang Feng said lightly.

"How do you know?" Lai Haoren looked at Yang Feng uncertainly.

"The game ends here."

Before Gao Xiaobao spoke, he completed a gorgeous curve from top to bottom with his right hand.

A bloody finger fell to the ground, making a slight "click" sound. Only then did Lai Haoren feel a pain in his hand. He looked down and saw that he lost a finger on his right hand.

"Damn--" Lai Haoren finally figured out the situation, throwing the pistol, holding his left hand to his right, and howling hysterically.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, Lai Haoren's voice seemed long and lasting.

Yang Feng took a few steps forward, kicked the Qi dog with his foot, and stuck a silver needle on Lai Haoren's wrist. Lai Haoren immediately no longer hurts, and he looked at Yang Feng in surprise.

Yang Feng said, "Lai Haoren, you are going to kill me for one million, which makes people very uncomfortable. Since I am not dead, I will never let you go."

Lai Haoren scratched his neck: "Playing with eagles all day long, I was pecked by Xiao Jiaqiao, and I had to admit that the boat was capsized in the gutter. Feng Ge is the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave. If you want to kill you, you have to kill him.

"Haha..." Yang Feng shook his head: "You have played your wishful thinking really well. I killed you and went to jail. Am I sick?"

"Then why do you have to find me?"

"There are two purposes for looking for you." Yang Feng raised his second finger, "First, let you confess all the crimes you committed, and second, tell you, keep your life, come and get it at any time."

Lai Haoren took a deep breath: "Awesome, I can't accept it. But besides dealing with your Feng brother, what crime can I commit?"

Xiao Mei said excitedly: "Lai Haoren, three years ago, my sister worked and studied at your place. She was only sixteen years old. You beast actually drugged her and defiled her. My sister couldn't accept it and jumped to her death. "Xiao Mei said bitterly, "Even though we called the police later, but the police didn't have any evidence for the investigation, so nothing went wrong."

Lai Haoren shook his head and sneered: "Three years ago, there was no evidence, but now there is evidence? Even if there is a confession from me, it is your trick."

Yang Feng said: "If I don't fight, you will also recruit, Xiaobao, prepare to take pictures."

"Why?" Lai Haoren asked back.

With a touch of Yang Feng's right hand, he pulled out the silver needle, and the severe pain that had just gone away swept over again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Lai Haoren resisted, panting low, and soon sweating profusely.

Yang Feng said indifferently: "I can relieve your pain, and make you feel unhappy, I can relieve itching, and make you scratch your heart."

"This can be regarded as painful! I will bear it!" Lai Haoren gritted his teeth.

"It's not a big deal..."

Halfway through Yang Feng's words, he was interrupted by the walkie-talkie.

Gao Ming roared: "Yang Feng, listen to me, I order you to stop all actions immediately and appear in front of me as soon as possible, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite."

"Director Gao, I am Lai Haoren, they abused lynching, help!" Lai Haoren grabbed the walkie-talkie, as if grabbing a straw for life, hearing the brilliant voice, tears filled his eyes like seeing a loved one.

"where are you?"

"I'm here……"

Just as Lai Haoren was about to speak out, Yang Feng snatched the walkie-talkie: "Director Gao, Geothermal City is such a big place and it's easy to find." After all, he turned off the walkie-talkie.

"Yang Feng, Yang Feng--" In the hall, Gao Ming furiously pointed at Lin Dong and Hao Liang: "Find me, everyone will find me, immediately!"

In the secret room, Yang Feng took a step towards Lai Haoren, and Lai Haoren couldn't help but breathe.

Yang Feng said: "Mr. Lai, take a look, we are ready, what other'assistance' do you need?"

"I..." Lai Haoren glanced at the phone Gao Xiaobao was holding, "I, I have nothing to say."

"Toast and not eat fine wine." Zhu Rongrong picked up his mace.

"Smash, there is a way to kill me!" Lai Haoren stared his eyes.

Yang Feng grabbed Zhu Rongrong and shook his head: "It's not worth it to go to jail for someone like you." Then, he sneered at Lai Haoren: "The last time, take the initiative, or should I help you?"

"Help? How...how to help?"

"Blindly wasting time." Yang Feng suddenly had three silver needles in his right hand. Without a word, he pierced the three needles side by side into Lai Haoren's left chest.

At first, Lai Haoren just felt a little tingling, but soon, his body was tingling and headache.

"Uh—ah—what did you do to me? Hmm—" Lai Haoren held his head and let out a hoarse growl.

Yang Feng said, "I cut your heartbeat. Now your heart can't supply blood to your body, and your brain is in a state of hypoxia. After a long time, you will die."

With bloodshot eyes, Lai Haoren stretched out a hand at Yang Feng: "I don't want to die...save...save..."

With a flick of Yang Feng's right hand, all three needles were pulled out. The tingling, pain, and suffocation retreated like tides. Lai Haoren immediately felt comfortable, but he was already sweating heavily.

"Don't explain yet?"

Lai Haoren stared at Yang Feng, "You kill me."

"Oh, with me, you can't die if you want."

"you……"

This time, Yang Feng placed four needles evenly on Lai Haoren's left and right ribs. After the slight sting, it became an itchy, endless itching, as if thousands of ants were devouring the bone marrow.

"Ah—" In an instant, Lai Haoren left seven blood grooves on his neck: "Stop, stop, I say, I say everything."

Yang Feng took the needle, and Lai Haoren's numbness disappeared, as if it was a nightmare, if there were no scratches on his neck.

Lai Haoren looked at Yang Feng in horror, his face as gray as death for a long while.

So Lai Haoren began to confess, but he didn't expect that when he talked about it, he would talk endlessly, and the crimes were endless.

Five minutes later, I actually only talked about the trivial things like stealing radishes, broad beans, and peanuts from other people's fields when I was young, and peeking at village widows to take a bath.

Yang Feng took out a needle: "Mr. Lai, talk about the important point."

"Well, say the point, say the point." Lai Haoren is incredibly well-behaved.

Another five minutes passed, and there was the sound of kicking footsteps in the small path outside the door.

...

The morning of June 5th.

Yang Feng received a lot of condolences calls, some of whom were friends on the Chunyang County Road, and also from the county party committee and county government. It is worth mentioning that all three members of the Longyang Municipal Party Committee cordially called for condolences.

This alone is enough for countless people to be proud for a lifetime, but Yang Feng is very indifferent, because he is a person who has seen the world.

Gao Ruiguo also bowed to him!

Wei Jin also had a great conversation with him.

With these experiences, he will not be flattered when facing the Municipal Standing Committee.

After dealing with these true and false concerns, Yang Feng called Zhu Rongrong.

"Pighead, you go to the hospital to see the security guards in Geothermal City."

"Brother, you said you are responsible for medical expenses, but it's not true!"

"of course it's true."

"Why spend this wrong money?"

"People don't have faith, and I don't know what to do. Monkeys know this truth."

"I feel awkward anyway."

"Dighead, you are wrong. Brother is paving the way for you. Throughout the ages, in order to achieve great things, you must know how to buy people's hearts, and what do you rely on?

Zhu Rongrong was silent for a while and said: "Brother, I understand."

"It's fine if you understand, say hello to everyone for me."

Zhu Rongrong came to the hospital with his bank card and directly found Roland. After asking her about it, Roland said: "Because Xiaofeng handled it in time, those people are fine, apply some potion and infusion, and keep it for ten and a half days. Can be alive and kicking."

"Sister, how much do you think they have to spend on medical expenses?"

"Ask this for?"

"I will pay for the medical expenses."

"why?"

Zhu Rongrong smiled slyly: "You fucking brother ordered it."

Roland couldn't figure it out, and scolded, "It's really too much money to burn." However, in the end he made it clear: "A total of ten people, five thousand yuan is enough."

Zhu Rongrong directly took out 10,000 yuan from the bag: "Sister, you help me deposit this into their account, and the rest will be their nutrition."

Roland turned her beautiful eyes and smiled Yanran: "So you two bastards are buying people's hearts."