322. Gentle compassion
The current situation is that the stage has been set up, there are foreign friends as the audience, and the two actors are already in place, so the "director" Xiong Baizhou will naturally start work.
"Once born and twice cooked, the second time we met, we were acquaintances, since we were familiar with each other, I asked directly. Xiong Baizhou stared at Song Qizhu and Kang Weimin.
"Who is the head of your group?"
"How many are there?"
"Where's the base?"
Bai Dengwei didn't know how many times he had been tortured these questions, and Song Qizhu endured the beating during the day and didn't answer, so he naturally didn't say a word now.
Liu Daxiang was even more annoyed when he saw it, and he sobbed again: "Are you fucking dumb?"
Song Qizhu was silent, and Kang Weimin also learned to be silent.
However, the foreign friend's heart was shocked, this chair was placed in front of him, and he could feel the "whirring" wind sound when the belt was waving, and the "crackling" whipping seemed to hit himself.
Kraft felt his heart pounding, and his feet were unconsciously tense, and his desire to survive made him want to get out of here quickly.
"Click. ”
A drop of salty liquid suddenly landed in Kraft's mouth, and he didn't react at first, only to retch violently after a few seconds.
The reaction was very loud, because the smell of blood seemed to fill the entire respiratory system.
Kraft was venting his vomiting when someone patted him in the back.
"Be small, don't affect our big guy's speech. Bai Dengwei stood behind his chair, leaned his head and whispered softly.
Kraft's eyes were full of tears, and when he heard this reminder, he turned his head to look at Bai Dengwei, and then at the others, who were indifferent to the bloody scene, and could even say that they were accustomed to it.
However, Kraft's retching made them all frown.
In other words, they cared more about hearing the young man's speech than about the pain of the two people being beaten.
Xiong Baizhou was also looking at Kraft, but his face was very calm, and he waited politely and quietly.
This silence is more powerful than intimidation!
Dominated by fear, Kraft immediately sat up straight, not daring to make any more noise.
Seeing this situation, Xiong Baizhou continued to speak, and his tone seemed to be chatting with an acquaintance: "My time is precious, and I have to go to the city for a meeting tomorrow morning, so I don't have much effort to spend here." ”
"If you still don't want to speak, I'll send you two down. Xiong Baizhou even threatened the lives of others as calmly as ever, just like the Shangdu Railway Station a year ago.
Song Qizhu's pupils were dilating, and he was discerning the authenticity of Xiong Baizhou's words.
"I'll give you a minute to think about it. ”
Xiong Baizhou took out a cigarette, Sheng Yuanqing immediately came over to light the fire, the spark of a cigarette butt was so inconspicuous in front of the searchlight of the construction site, but these people all over the world knew that the length of this cigarette represented the survival time of some people's lives.
"Song, Brother Song. Kang Weimin shouted, Xiong Baizhou's calmness was like a bottomless abyss, which made people panic.
"What is the noise, he doesn't dare to do it. ”
In fact, Song Qizhu didn't have confidence in his heart, but stubbornly believed that Xiong Baizhou didn't dare to do it in front of so many people.
Now killing people is a stain, and doing it is a loophole, although Song Qizhu feels that 10,000 shots are not enough, he is still willing to gamble.
bet that he could live, and bet that Xiong Baizhou didn't dare to do it.
But he unfortunately lost, Xiong Baizhou may not need to do it himself.
When the minute time was up, the two of them still didn't answer, Xiong Baizhou flicked the cigarette butt from a distance, and looked at Song Qizhu who was twisting his neck and Kang Weimin who was hesitant and hesitant.
"Leave the venue and have supper with me. ”
Xiong Baizhou's departure is not to let them go, but the beginning of real work.
Sheng Yuanqing wanted to stay to watch the excitement, and in order to vent his bad breath, he wanted to send Song Qizhu away with his own hands.
Xiong Baizhou didn't allow it, it was the whole old cat who grabbed people in this matter, and it should be the whole old cat who cleaned up.
Even the people sent by Quan Lao Mao were persuading: "Brother Xiao Sheng, you better get out of here, Brother Xiong is protecting you." ”
Sheng Yuanqing didn't know Xiong Baizhou's intentions, but he really hated Song Qizhu in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey Xiong Baizhou's words, so he could only step forward and pat Song Qizhu's face: "You are really lucky, Lao Tzu wants to kill you alive." ”
Xiong Baizhou left, and the people from all over the world also left, but Song Qizhu and Kang Weimin did not leave, and the orphans of the former Soviet Union were also left.
The person sent by the whole old cat also "considerately" tied Kraft to the chair, the movie made by the big guy Xiong with an investment of 200,000 yuan, it can't be done without an audience.
Xiong Baizhou is the director, Quan Lao Mao is the assistant director of casting, the director has to deal with experienced people by name, and Quan Lao Mao is very face-saving to send a behind-the-scenes staff who is quick to do things and has strong hands-on ability.
Didn't even walk out of the gate here, these people suddenly heard a terrible scream behind him, Sheng Yuanqing just wanted to turn back, but Xiong Baizhou slapped his head lightly.
"Don't look back!"
Sheng Yuanqing smiled and didn't dare to look at it anymore, Xiong Baizhou walked on the road, and looked up to see the bright star as a diamond hanging high on the dark blue curtain.
"The service is good, and this business needs to be paid for. ”
This supper was the same as usual, everyone should talk, joke or joke, the only difference is that Xiong Baizhou packed two bowls of boat porridge and brought it back.
"Brother Xiong, who did you bring to eat?" asked Liu Daxiang in the back.
"International friends. Xiong Baizhou smiled: "He may not have eaten traditional Chinese snacks and delicacies, so he has some misunderstandings about our country's culture, and I am helping him raise awareness." ”
Having said that, it was clear that the international friend couldn't eat at all, because he threw up the second time, and this time it was even more intense.
Kraft was on his knees, crying and vomiting, with a chair strapped to him, and his emotions seemed a little out of control.
Song Qizhu was gone, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, there was no trace at all, but Kang Weimin looked at the cement mixer with a dull face, and the sound of "squeak" sounded.
Xiong Baizhou didn't care about Kang Weimin, and walked up to Kraft to untie his rope personally.
"Do you still want to take the money and leave?" Xiong Baizhou asked kindly.
The Soviet orphan with tears on his face nodded at first, but immediately shook his head frantically.
"Don't go, don't go, please don't hang me. ”
Xiong Baizhou sighed: "International friends may be hungry, so they talk nonsense and bring the supper." ”
Chen Qingyun came over with the boat porridge, and Xiong Baizhou personally picked up the spoon and fed it.
"Since you don't want to leave, let's have a bowl of supper. ”
Kraft didn't dare to refuse, he cried while eating, and the tears flowed to the porridge and to Xiong Baizhou's hands, but Xiong Baizhou didn't dislike it, and fed it gently.
Finally, Kraft couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly cried and begged: "I don't want the money, can you let me go back." ”
"No, since my money has been given, I don't want to take it back. ”
The tone is still very gentle.