1667 Two brothers, torture one
"Goo-dong, goo-dong......!"
After the gunshots rang out inside the house, the sound of people falling or falling to the ground was heard at the front door and windows of the earthen house. And the rest of the people who were not shot had already entered the house at the moment, so it was impossible for them to run back at this time, so they could only get together, bite the bullet, and pounce on Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu in one go.
"Fuck you, don't move!"
"Put the gun down!"
"Hold him down and get him out of the way!"
"Smash him in the head!"
“……!”
The noisy scolding in the house was rampant, and after everyone surrounded them, some people pointed guns at Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu, and some people reached out to hold them down.
"Fuck you, I'll see who dares to come up!" The mule fell to the ground after being shot, and he ran out of bullets in five consecutive shots, so he pulled out a straw knife from under the bed at this moment and picked it up frantically.
"Hulala!"
The crowd scattered, not daring to come forward.
"Fuck your mother, you put the knife down for me!" Tang Chuan scolded as he pointed at the mule.
"Get out!"
The mule held the mentality of cutting down a few counts, and stood up directly with a knife, and was about to cut blindly when he rounded his arms.
"Kang!"
Tang Chuan shot at the sky, and then the muzzle of the gun was suddenly aimed at Liu Wei, who had been pressed to the ground, and said, "Come, you move again and I'll take a look!"
"Whew!"
The mule's arms were bleeding, and there was a heavy wheezing sound from his mouth and nose.
"Zhao Wu did ask me to bring back alive, but he didn't say that he wanted to bring a few alive!" Tang Chuan's words were extremely cold: "You made me anxious, I'll take one back with me, and you can still sit loosely in the car!"
The mule's body stiffened, and after staring at Tang Chuan with his eyes fixed for a few seconds, he finally threw down the guillotine knife weakly.
……
Three hours later, inside the earthen house.
Liu Wei and Luo Bingxu were handcuffed by a pair of handcuffs and sat on the ground back to back. Their clothes were torn, their feet were stained with mud and blood, and the wounds on their legs and abdomen were only strangled with strips of cloth torn from their clothes, and they did a very simple way to stop the bleeding.
Opposite the two, only Tang Chuan, Da Mang, and the silver-haired Fu Di were left, and the other injured people had already left alone, so at this moment, there were only two people left in the car outside the house, looking at Fu Haicheng who didn't say a word.
"Can you guess why we're looking for you?!" Tang Chuan asked directly after lighting a cigarette.
Luo Bingxu and Liu Wei lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Brush!"
Tang Chuan squatted in front of the two of them with a cigarette in his mouth, and then after a pause, he said with a smile: "Hehe,, this Zhong Zhenbei has two hits! The people he brought out seem to have all practiced the golden bell jar, and one is more rigid than the other!"
"If you want to rectify the Rongfu through the two of us, it's impossible!" Liu Wei looked up expressionlessly and said: "Although we are not from the Rongfu, over the years, we have done more business and done more things together than a family...... Got it?"
"It's useless to say anything, so you won't sell Lin Jun, right?" Tang Chuan asked with a cigarette and crooked his neck.
"I'll sell you a B!" Luo Bingxu turned his head and spit, and scolded in a hoarse voice.
"Bang!"
Fu Di went up with a kick, and directly kicked on Luo Bingxu's shoulder and responded: "I see that you are not enough to clean up, believe it or not, I poured some soy sauce into your gun's eye?!"
"You're just a dog, you have to let someone else do the work with a gun on your head to do something!fuck your mother, what do you say you are?" Luo Bingxu tilted his neck, and his words sharply stimulated Fu Di.
"!"
After Fu Di scolded, he stepped forward to make a move.
"Brush!"
Tang Chuan waved his hand to stop him, then reached out and grabbed Luo Bingxu's hair, blew a cigarette on his face and asked, "You won't sell Lin Jun to death, right?"
"Hehe!" Luo Bingxu smiled with a stalk.
"Okay, since you have this attitude, then I won't take you two to see Zhao Wu, it's useless. Tang Chuan nodded, then reached out and dragged a bucket from the side, and said in a very relaxed tone: "Come on, it's all dead here!"
The voice fell.
Tang Chuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Wei's hair.
"you......!" Liu Wei scolded with a glare.
"Get him!"
Tang Chuan frowned and said.
"Smack!"
After Fu Di paused for a short time, he stretched out two hands, pressed Liu Wei's head directly, and pressed them into the bucket.
"Poof, goo, goo......!"
After Liu Wei's head was stuck in the bucket, it didn't take long for it to blister.
More than ten seconds later.
"Knock knock!"
Liu Wei's feet began to slam into the ground, and his body struggled violently.
"Xiaowei, your mother!" the mule's eyes were red, and he stretched out his other hand to pull Tang Chuan's collar. But as soon as he was about to move, Da Mang reached out and pressed him to the ground, and pressed his head with his knees.
"Goo-to-to-......!"
A series of blisters rose from the barrel, and then Liu Wei's body struggled even more violently, and the arms of the mule that had been dragged and handcuffed swayed from side to side!
"Brush!"
Tang Chuan took a cigarette in his mouth and waved his hand at Fu Di expressionlessly.
"Whoa!"
Fu Di grabbed Liu Wei's head and dragged it out of the bucket.
"Ahem, ahem...... Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough ......!"
Liu Wei held his chest up, and after inhaling two breaths of air in a row with bloodshot eyes, he coughed violently.
"Xiaowei, Xiaowei......!" the mule cried out as it hit its head on the ground.
"The lung capacity is good, don't you usually play .ice?!" After Tang Chuan smiled, he turned his head and said to Fu Di: "Come, continue to rectify, look at his physique, how many rounds can he carry!"
"Poof!"
When the words fell, Fu Di pressed Liu Wei's head and inserted it into the bucket again.
"Fuck you, you dog baskets!!" the mule gritted his steel teeth and was about to get up again, but because his wrists were handcuffed, his body was really unable to bear the strength, so as soon as he struggled, he was pressed to the ground by Brother Mang.
"Knock knock!"
The sound of Liu Wei's feet scraping the ground sounded again, and his body struggled more violently, and Fu Di couldn't hold him down by himself.
"Hey, this time it's really almost over, no one can hold it down!" Tang Chuan gritted his teeth and reached out to help Fu Di press Liu Wei's shoulder.
"Let him go, fuck you, let go of ......!" cried out the mule.
"Ahem...... Whew......!"
Dozens of seconds later, Liu Wei was pulled out of the bucket again. He put his head on his back, his mouth and nose sprayed water and blood from the crushed and ruptured capillaries, and he said vaguely: "...... Mule...... Mule...... Brother Jun is kind to us...... You...... You must ...... No...... Can't say yes...... They!"
"Ah!!" Luo Bingxu lay on the ground, his forehead bruising and roaring.
"Poof!"
Tang Chuan and Fu Di pressed Liu Wei's head into the water again.
"Goo-doo......!"
The sound of water bubbles breaking through the water sounded one after another, and Liu Wei gradually lost his struggle this time, because he had lost his strength and his consciousness was gradually blurred......
"Bang dang!"
The mule couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he slammed his head on the ground, and while shedding tears, he gritted his steel teeth and said, "Don't fix him...... I promise you...... What do you say...... I promise ......!"
"Hey, wouldn't you have done it a long time ago, why test yourself yourself?! In prison, I haven't seen any hard people?! But not being afraid of death and not being afraid of psychological torture are always two different things!