Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Despicable Old Man (Part 1)
The lights in the living room were all turned on.
Harsh light streamed down from the ceiling.
Yang Bin felt that the darkness that enveloped him was fading.
The scattered consciousness was gradually splicing together, and water was splashing over.
The touch of the droplets gliding on the skin gradually becomes clearer.
There was a slight pain on his face, and someone was talking in his ear, "Grass, why hasn't this dog woken up yet?"
There were a few more "pops" sounds.
Someone was laughing, "Hey, wake up, Yang Bin, we're bored like you." β
Why do these sounds sound familiar?
Yang Bin shook his head in a daze, then slowly opened his eyes, the light melted into his field of vision, and he gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly.
Lu Yong, Ma Xiang, Li Qiang, Zhao Fei......
His eyes were blank.
How could it be them?
"That's right, that's right, hahaha, it's this kind of look, dazed and overwhelmed, Brother Yong, you see, this stupid state is in place. β
Zhao Fei's face was overflowing with a distorted sense of excitement, looking at Yang Bin like watching a monkey show.
Lu Yong smoked a cigarette, the corners of his mouth sneered, "I've finally woken up, it's really fucking ink." β
"Wake up?" Ma Xiang walked over from the side, "I'm still admiring the beauty over there, Chen Yuan, this kid can do it, my mother's whole villa is full of superb." β
Li Qiang put his arm around Ma Xiang's shoulder, his expression was extremely obscene, "I hope that Brother Mang can give us one at that time, Yan Wei and we have all played, except for her, any one is earned by blood, hahahaha." β
Why, they are here......
Yang Bin's thinking was still in a mess, they were obviously tied up in school, how could they appear here? Who is Brother Mang they are talking about?
He blinked and looked around, and the entire living room was filled with men in black suits, each with a machete in their hands. Yan Wei: All of them were controlled and tied aside.
The couch in front of them was completely empty, and they seemed to be waiting for someone.
The iron rod shook in front of his eyes, "What the are you looking at?"
Lu Yong's voice interrupted his thoughts, and then the iron rod slammed into his mouth.
Without any chance to dodge, blood immediately spilled from the corners of his mouth.
The hot pain made him can't help but let out a muffled grunt.
Yan Wei shouted not far away, "What are you going to do!"
Lu Yong tilted his head and glanced at Yan Wei, "Of course I have to do it, but you are tired of us playing with you, so I won't consider you for the time being." He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, no wonder you and Yang Yalin were so unrestrained that day, it turned out to be for us." Damn, sure enough, it's a fucking slut. Later, later, we'll clean you up slowly. β
Ma Xiang interjected: "Yes, as soon as you said it, I remembered, what about Yang Yalin's bitch? Why isn't it here?"
"I guess I was killed, but I don't know if Chen Yuan did it or if it was a zombie. β
"Hahahaha......"
Yan Wei scolded, "You are not human! You are brutes, scum, and scum! You must not die well!"
Zhao Fei impatiently walked over and slapped Yan Wei in the face, "Stinky bitch, you're not fucking done." β
Yan Wei raised her head and glared at him viciously, and just as she was about to speak, Zhao Fei slapped him again.
"Come on, you're looking for excitement, don't you? I see how good you are!"
Yang Bin struggled to speak, "Don't, don't hit her, please, don't hit her......"
Lu Yong held the iron rod against Yang Bin's chin, "Okay, Yang Bin, what about the woman who is still thinking about protecting you at this time?" Okay, you are really good, I am a little moved." β
Speaking of this, he suddenly smashed another stick on Yang Bin's face, and he sighed, "But ah, there are some things that can't be moved." I remember, that day in the dorm, you fucking hit us with a stick, didn't you?"
As he spoke, he smashed another stick, and Li Qiang rushed up from the side to make up for it. Yang Bin's head immediately flowed blood, and the whole person was beaten to the brink of coma.
"Yang Binβ"
Yan Wei cried, and then slapped the corner of her mouth again.
Yang Sisi was already crying in fright.
Liang Zaide was tied to the other side, and when he saw this kind of formation for the first time, he was also flustered.
Compared to the zombies he usually faced, he felt that these living people seemed to be more terrifying.
Tong Xia and Shen Jingyuan's bodies were trembling uncontrollably, this kind of scene, they had only seen it in the movie, and now that they are in it, it is impossible to say that they are not afraid.
Especially when they saw that Yang Bin and Yan Wei were beaten and their faces were covered with blood, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak.
Cold fear haunted them, as if it was difficult to breathe.
Gu Yan is the most insipid of these people, her expression has never changed, and no one knows what she is thinking.
Chen Yuqing's reaction was similar to Tong Xia's, and she was scared in her heart, but seeing Yan Wei and Yang Bin being beaten like this, she really couldn't watch it anymore, she mustered up the courage to question Lu Yong and them, "How can you be so excessive? Have you all forgotten that you are students of Jialing University?"
Ma Xiang replied casually: "Teacher, the school is no longer there, okay? Don't tell us about the school again, it's the end of the world now, who the cares who you are?"
Li Qiang walked over and stared at Chen Yuqing with squinting eyes, "I seem to have seen someone write her post on the forum, and she is said to be the most beautiful beauty teacher in our school." β
Ma Xiang nodded, his blazing gaze wandering back and forth on Chen Yuqing's body, "It's really good." He smiled, "If I had a fucking teacher like this back then, I'd be a fucking top student now." β
"Don't brag about you. β
"Hahaha. β
Chen Yuqing was uncomfortable being stared at by them, so she had to bite her lip and lower her head. She was in a mess in her heart, in the situation in front of her, even if Chen Yuan and Yang Wanli came back, it would be more than lucky. As soon as she thought of this, she panicked even more.
Lu Yong flicked off the cigarette butt in his hand, still muttering in his mouth, "Didn't you think you could have today? Isn't it strange how we can get out of school alive?"
Ma Xiang hurriedly came over to stop him, "Brother Yong, Brother Yong, it's okay, it's okay." He leaned into Lu Yong's ear and lowered his voice, "Brother Mang said that he has to live, let's not accidentally kill him, then we will be in trouble." β
Lu Yong nodded a little unhappily, although he really wanted to torture Yang Bin to death now. But Brother Mang has already said something like that, and if he continues, it will be tantamount to looking for death.
"Don't worry, let's play slowly. β
He took the iron rod and patted Yang Bin's face, then turned and walked to the side.
At this time, there was a sound of the door opening from the villa gate.
Soon, several people escorted the man with the big back in the middle through the door to the living room.
Two men in different costumes stood on the left and right of the big back, and then welcomed him to the couch.
The big back is wearing a dark expensive suit, and the whole person looks very stylish. He naturally leaned back on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and swept his cold gaze over everyone in front of him.
The man standing on the right side of the big back looks like a foreigner, with a simple flat head, not tall, but it gives people an unusually dangerous feeling. He wears very casually, ordinary trousers and a regular T-shirt, and has a very conspicuous tattoo on his neck. He kept looking at everyone under control in front of him, as if he was looking forward to what was to come.
The tall man standing on the left side of the big back is more than 1.8 meters tall. He was dressed in a plaid suit with a neat tie and buttons. The parted hairstyle has also been carefully managed, and he always has a shallow smile on his face, without any superfluous expressions, at first glance, it is easy to give people the illusion of a beautiful man.
Seeing the big back head sitting on the sofa, Hua Meinan handed over the cigarette in a timely manner, and lit the fire to help him light the cigarette, and after doing this series of actions, he raised his waist again and stood next to him.
Da Beitou took a casual puff of cigarette and asked unhurriedly, "Which one are you talking about Chen Yuan?"
Hearing his question, Lu Yong hurriedly ran over and responded: "Brother Mang, that kid Chen Yuan is not here now, I guess he should have gone out to find supplies." β
Brother Mang tilted his head sideways and blinked, he raised his hand and brushed back the shape of his hair, as if thinking, "I remember you told me that he must be here." β
Hearing his words, Lu Yong's face instantly turned pale. He explained in a panic: "Brother Mang, Brother Mang, what I said is true, really, let's wait here, he will definitely be back soon." β
Brother Mang's voice was very low, "Have you ever heard a sentence that wasting other people's time is tantamount to killing me for money, are you wasting my time now, do you want to kill me?"
As his words fell, the tattooed man standing to his right had already rushed out. Before anyone could react, he had already kicked Lu Yong's body. The huge force expanded in Lu Yong's abdomen in vain, and his whole body flew more than two meters away and hit the billiard table on the side.
As soon as the tattooed man finished kicking, he returned to stand next to Brother Mang.
Lu Yong screamed and got up from the ground, the fishy sweet taste came up from his throat, he didn't hesitate at all, he knelt directly on the ground and kept begging for mercy, "Brother Mang, I was wrong, Brother Mang, really, I was really wrong." Although Chen Yuan's kid is not here, but the woman who stabbed Brother Meng to death with his own hands is here, Brother Mang, you can deal with her first, and when Chen Yuan comes back, I will send him to you. β
Brother Mang spat out the smoke from his mouth, as if he was recalling something. He sighed and asked faintly, "Which one?"
Lu Yong ran to Gu Yan's side and grabbed her hair, "It's her! β