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Zhang Jiatian still breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the gang wanted to beat themselves into a puddle of mud, so he did as they wished, and made a muddy gesture in advance. Holding his head and curling his legs, he didn't resist, he didn't even move, he only tensed his muscles as hard as he could, wanting to use his skin to protect his bones.

So the gang saw that he was motionless and unconscious in a pool of blood, and they withdrew their hands with satisfaction. Lei Dashuai was not happy to make a fuss in the villa on vacation, so Zhang Jiatian died to this extent, which was just right.

When these people stopped, Zhang Jiatian was actually still conscious.

He could hear the men retreating one after another, and he could hear the messy footsteps outside. With his back to the door, he didn't dare to move, just waited quietly, waiting for everyone around him to leave, including Lei Duli.

When all the people were gone, the muzzles of the guns facing him in all directions were withdrawn, and the door was closed and locked, he opened his eyes with relief and saw a blood-red world.

His eyes were also covered in blood.

He didn't rush to get up, but moved his fingers first—the thumb and forefinger of both hands could move, and the toes of his feet could still obey his command, which he thought showed that his arms and legs were not broken. Tentatively, he stretched his legs down again, and as soon as he reached halfway, a sharp pain caused him to stop his movements instantly. His right leg, half-extended, froze halfway, his mouth wide open in pain, and his breathing and voice were all cut off. The left hand trembled and was raised, as if he wanted to go down to save the right leg, but just halfway up, Zhang Jiatian was shocked again.

He saw that the ring finger and little finger of his left hand were bent at a strange angle.

The hand froze him for a moment, and then he touched his head and face with his still intact right hand. If you touch a handful, it will be dripping blood, and if you touch it again, it will still be blood.

"I can't die!" He still didn't know what he was beaten by those people, but he begged for himself in his heart, begging for his tattered flesh and skin, begging for his deformed joints: "You hold on, you can't die!"

He is afraid of death, if he really has to die, he must die vigorously, worthy of the five words "heroes come out of youth". He can't be like a dead dog, in this place where he doesn't see the light of day, silently draining the blood in his body. He died like this, he was unwilling, he didn't blink his eyes to death!

Slowly retracting his strength, he relaxed his body. It was dark for a moment, and when he saw the light again, he didn't know if he was just dizzy for a moment or if he was asleep. Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard faint footsteps again.

The footsteps were coming to his side, and he panicked, thinking to himself, could he not wait? If he came and saw that he was not dead, would he lose patience and have to make up for himself?

But then he felt that something was wrong, because the sound of the footsteps became clearer and clearer as he got closer, like the high-heeled leather shoes worn by a woman. Immediately afterwards, a woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Dashuai allows me to take another look at him, open the door!"

This is Ye Chunhao's voice, a sentence she said weakly, very sadly, and very peacefully, without momentum, but there is authority hidden in the words, as if she, as the wife of the superintendent, can naturally come over to deal with the rebels in the room like the superintendent. It's just that there are two of them, one sings with a white face and the other with a red face.

The guards did not receive the superintendent's notice, nor did they see the superintendent's instructions, but without thinking about it, they obediently opened the door. Zhang Jiatian was facing the door, and when he looked forward with half-open eyes, he saw Ye Chunhao wrapped in a long beep coat, with his hands in his coat pockets, his head and face were very clean, but a piece of white gauze was covered above his right eyebrow.

Ye Chun glanced at him, paused, and then sighed. The guards were guarding the door, and they didn't mean to close the door, but in front of the guards, Ye Chunhao walked up to Zhang Jiatian and squatted down: "Second brother, are you awake?"

Zhang Jiatian tried his best to open his eyes to look at her - speaking of which, it was for her that he entered the governor's mansion and had a prosperous life in the next two years, and it was also for her that he ruined this great life. Such a person, he has to take a good look, he has seen this today, maybe when he meets her again, it will be the next life.

Ye Chunhao also looked at his eyes, he didn't blink, his face was cold, he was almost gritting his teeth, as if he hated him, and it seemed that he had ulterior motives, and he wanted to say this word by word and sentence by word and send it to his heart.

"Second brother, I can't persuade the handsome temper, the matter has come to this, you can only take one step at a time. It's just that you must learn a lesson, and you must not drink and mess around. Dashuai will take us back to Beijing tonight or tomorrow, you have nothing to do on the way, just put your mind a little clearer, and reflect on it. ”

Speaking of this, her gaze swept over Zhang Jiatian's head and face, and tears faintly flashed in her eyes, but her voice was still cold, and her tone was still high-sounding: "I have long advised you, a manly man, the future is important, and you have the courage to act with emotional impulses, that is the behavior of a reckless man, and I disagree with it the most!"

Then she lifted her gloved right hand, swept it out of the corner of her eye, and wiped away a large tear with her fingertips. Standing up and turning to the guard at the door, she shrunk her shoulders: "Why is it so cold here?" He has committed a crime, and if he wants to kill or chop, he should use a gun or a knife, beat people half to death and throw them here to freeze, what is the matter?"

The guards looked at each other - who would prepare thick clothes in the summer?

Seeing this, Ye Chunhao sighed again: "Forget it." ”

Then she turned to Zhang Jiatian, took off her beep coat, and bent down to cover him: "You can use this as a blanket for the time being." I don't want to stay in this place for a long time, what I just said to you, when you wait until you are alone, think about it carefully, and see if I am right. ”

With that, she held her head high and turned to leave.

Zhang Jiatian didn't have time to answer, because Ye Chun's words seemed to have something in his words, which made him a little confused for a while. Seeing that Ye Chun was really gone, and the door was closed and locked again, he sniffled and smelled a fragrance.

The aroma came from the long coat left by Ye Chunhao, one hand moved under the coat, and the back of his hand suddenly rubbed over the bulging bag.

It was the hidden pocket inside the coat.

Slowly raising his eyes and looking forward, he saw the door clearly again before he moved.

The door was indeed closed.

Little by little, he rubbed into the corner, and everything that could be used next to the ground was vigorous, and he was like a worm that had been plucked out of his feet, and like a snake that had been pulled out of his backbone, he wriggled into the corner of the room in an irregular manner, and even if the door suddenly opened, the people at the door would not immediately see his appearance.

Then, he stretched out his right hand, which was best in the upper and lower parts of Zhou's body, and fumbled to unbutton the hidden pocket.

There was a small handkerchief bag in the hidden bag, he lay on his side on the ground, put the small handkerchief bag on the ground and opened it, and saw a small pile of dazzling jewelry, including gold and diamonds, as well as a pair of matching jade earrings and necklaces, just two days ago, he saw Ye Chunhao wearing it. Underneath the jewelry, there was a small note, which he pulled out and opened, and by the dim light, he recognized the fine small words on it.

At the beginning of the three words, "Zhao Laosan" was written, and after the three words was an unfamiliar address in Tianjin. Under the address, there is another line of small letters, which reads, "On the way back to Beijing, there may be a chance to escape, my sister will try to help, please second brother must cheer up." If the second brother takes refuge in Tianjin, he can go to Zhao Laosan to withdraw 30,000 yuan in cash to tide over the difficulties temporarily."

Zhang Jiatian didn't know what kind of character "Zhao Laosan" was, but after reading these lines a few times, he was sure that he had the address firmly in mind, so he stuffed the note into his mouth and swallowed it hard.

Ye Chunhao didn't want him to fight for himself, for fear that he would be affected by this, but he didn't know that he also had the same thoughts. He didn't dare to let Ye Chunhao take risks for himself, and he was afraid that he would burden her. No matter how capable she is, no matter how scheming she is, she is just a young woman, Lei Yiming can't beat herself, can't she beat her?

But he can't get anything out now, and he can only be anxious in vain. Wrapping the small pile of jewelry again and putting it in his arms, he went to touch the pocket of the coat again, and from the bottom of the bag, he pulled out a knife.

This is a delicate folding knife, which is perfect for peeling fruits. He folded the knife and tucked it into his belt. Lying down again under his coat, he closed his eyes, and the person who appeared in front of him was Lei Duli.

He saved his life, but he wanted to kill him.

And it's not a neat killing, it's a torture killing. He thought that the reason why Lei Duli saved his breath was probably just because he was afraid that if he died here, he would dirty this piece of land.

Because Ye Chunhao is not an easy risk-taking person. She dared to secretly send money and knives to herself, so as to prove that she really had no way to live with Inspector Lei.

Then, his train of thought turned back to Ye Chunhao: "If you don't look down on me, you can't look down on me, she is really affectionate, at this time, she dares to come to save me, I didn't look away, she is a good woman." ”

That evening, Zhang Jiatian was indiscriminately tied by soldiers with ropes, carried out and stuffed into a car.

The rain outside was a little lighter, but it was still cloudy, and it was impossible to tell if it was coming sooner or later. He hung his head with his eyes closed, at the mercy of others. They stuffed him in the car, and he nestled in the car, and they put him out and into the black train car, and he curled up in the corner, as usual, without moving.

He calculated the time in his mind - it was probably afternoon or evening, and the time from Beidaihe Railway Station to Beijing at this time would be exactly midnight or early morning. At that time, few people would have known that Lei Duli had suddenly returned to Beijing, and Lei Duli sent someone to pull him out of the city at night to "dispose of him", and few people would know about it.

By the time people knew, he might have begun to rot in the dirt.

"It's ruthless. He thought to himself, "Lei Yiming, you are so ruthless." ”

The iron doors of the carriage were closed, leaving only two soldiers inside to guard him. There were also two motorcycles and a small car parked in the car, which was a tin box cargo car. Zhang Jiatian fell in the corner of the carriage, and the two soldiers stood side by side of the car, raising their heads and looking up together - this iron box has no windows, only a skylight has been opened on it, and people are very depressed here, and they have to look up at the sky to feel a little happy.

Outside, the long whistle of the train sounded, and the special train of Inspector Lei slowly started and headed for Beijing.