When he woke up, Ah Sheng found himself still in the rental house, but his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was gagged, and he was lying on the damp floor.

He secretly opened his eyes and looked to the side.

One of his men was staring at him with wide eyes.

It was Ah Fa, he hurriedly made a look, signaled to close his eyes and pretend to be dead, but squeezed his eyebrows twice, but found that there was something wrong.

Ah Fa's body posture is obviously facing away from him, lying on his side on the ground, but why can he still look at him with a straight face?

His heart jerked, and he reacted suddenly, Ah Fa was already dead, and his head had turned three hundred and sixty degrees before he could look at him in this position!

Ah Sheng was motionless, his whole body stiffened, and his mind was thinking quickly.

Who is the man who attacked us? Is that Fernan?

Did Brother Prawn sell me?

There was a slight sound suddenly from the back of his head, and in an instant, the hairs on the back of Ah Sheng's entire head to the back stood up!

"Do you speak English?"

A strange voice appeared, and Ah Sheng knew that people already knew that they were awake.

But this quote offers a lot of information.

First, this person is not Fernan, but a ghost guy who doesn't speak Cantonese.

Second, the person needs to find someone who can speak English to communicate, which means that he will not kill himself for the time being.

After determining these two points, Ah Sheng put a lot of peace of mind.

He opened his eyes and turned his head to look behind him.

The first thing he saw was a pair of feet, a pair of big feet with a hard callus, which looked like they were all sore in the eyes.

These feet support two dark and straight legs, like two big iron rods, or big iron rods that have been tempered thousands of times.

The calves hidden in the inferior jeans were covered with scars, a pair of thick joints, and the hands that were also calloused were on the knees, supporting the upper body of the hunched waist and the protruding head.

He had a stubble on his chin that was as tough as a tightrope......

Huh?

Ah Sheng hurriedly closed his eyes again, he knew the rules.

"I didn't see anything. ”

He said this in English.

"I just wanted to knock him unconscious......"

The voice sounded apologetic.

Hearing this, Ah Sheng opened his eyes again and looked at them carefully.

This time, he saw the other party's appearance clearly.

It was a man in his mid-thirties, with bronzed skin and thick beard.

He was still saying: "I thought Nan was back, and when I go back, I will pray for him......"

Ah Sheng heard a key word, and suddenly interrupted him and asked, "Are you here to find Feinan?"

"You know him?"

The man looked at Ah Sheng, and under his eyes, Ah Sheng felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce tiger.

"I'm here for him, too. ”

Ah Sheng asked, "What are you doing with him?"

The man's expression became serious: "My name is Songpa, and he killed my brother, Songchai." ”

When Ah Sheng heard this, he immediately understood that this person was also Feinan's enemy.

Ah Sheng hurriedly said, "I can help you find him, he also killed my brother." ”

"Really?"

Songpa's face was overjoyed, and he reached out and lifted him up: "If you can help me find him, I won't kill you." ”

Ah Sheng got up and glanced at it quickly, and the other subordinates and the subordinates sent by Brother Shrimp were also tied up, lying not far away, but they were all breathing.

If you believe you, you will have a ghost......

When Ah Sheng heard the man's words, he complained in his heart, but his face didn't show it at all, and he thought quickly.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, this man's skills are the best he has ever seen, and with him, the hope of revenge will undoubtedly be much greater.

"I have a way to find him, but you have to work with me. ”

Ah Sheng said.

Sompario thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay." ”

With that, he suddenly punched Ah Sheng in the abdomen.

The strength was not great, Ah Sheng didn't know why he suddenly beat himself, and he endured it without exhaling pain.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Songpa threw another punch in confusion.

"Ho!"

The power of this punch was much greater than that of Fang Cai, Ah Sheng was in pain, and he bowed his waist like a shrimp, his face was red, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth open.

After a long time, when he was about to faint, he finally recovered his strength and took a big breath like a drowning man floating on the surface.

At this moment, Songpa suddenly flicked his fingers, and a white ball was ejected by him, heading straight for Ah Sheng's mouth.

Ah Sheng only felt that something hit his throat, and he swallowed it with a reflexive grunt.

"What's that?"

"Have you ever heard of a head lower?"

Songpa explained: "In fact, it is a chronic poison, you help me find Nan, and I will give you the antidote." ”

Ah Sheng's face changed.

He didn't believe in any head-lowering techniques, but he could still understand the chronic poison.

"Good!"

He nodded in agreement.

In the face of the situation, people are swords, he is fish and meat, and the medicine has already been eaten, and he has no room to agree.

Songpa helped him untie the rope, and Ah Sheng rubbed the red mark that had been strangled, pointed to his subordinates and said, "Untie them too, someone has to deal with the corpses." ”

Songpa took out two more white pills and stuffed them into the mouths of his men who were still unconscious, before releasing them.

Ah Sheng observed him, but didn't notice where he had taken out the two pills.

It's discreet, and I like to work with people like that.

Ah Sheng has a lot more grasp of revenge, and at the same time, he can't help but think that maybe after killing that Fernan, he can also use this Songpa to do something else.

……

After a few days of work, Feinan was getting acquainted with the workflow.

Compared to other cultural courses, physical education is much simpler.

Fei Nan took out the game he played with his colleagues for team building in his previous life and taught it to the students, and the response was quite good, and the students liked it very much.

It's just that Officer Zhou has had a very hard time these days, and Fei Nan has seen him kicked out of the classroom several times.

"Brother Nan, I really can't stand it!"

During the recess, Zhou Xingxing suddenly found Feinan, pulled him to the back of the teaching building, and complained with a handful of snot and tears.

"I'm being punished all day now, and I don't have time to investigate the case!"

Fei Nan shook his head helplessly: "Officer Zhou, if you don't hand in your homework every day, I can't help it!"

"I don't want to, either, but I have a strange disease that makes me fall asleep just by reading a textbook, and there is no cure!"

Zhou Xingxing wailed and knelt down in front of Fei Nan, pulling his clothes and shouting, "You want to save me! Brother Nan! Now only you can help me!"

"If you don't help me, I won't get up!"

Zhou Xingxing began to sprinkle, crying and screaming, but his eyes were peeking at him, and there was not a single tear.

"Don't do that, others will misunderstand. ”

Fei Nan saw that someone was already being noisy by Zhou Xingxing's loud voice, so he had to reluctantly agree: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you!"

Zhou Xingxing got up as if nothing had happened, and muttered quietly while pulling Fei Nan: "Brother Nan, you are a teacher, it's easy to get in and out of the office, I just need you to help me get the answers before the test." ”

If only it could be so simple, Fei Nan sighed, the professional task is demanding, he can't violate the school rules, otherwise how could he be so obedient and commute to work on time every day?