Late, three o'clock.

In a private house next to a factory on the outskirts of Jil City, Brother Mang was still in the room of the inner room by Dazhu and Guo Baldzi, and was also locked to the heating pipe.

"No, what's the use of you fixing me?!" Brother Mang sat on the ground and replied very incomprehensibly: "I'm just dead, shouldn't others fix you, but still fix you?"

"Speak quietly, the bomb is sound controlled!" Guo Bald squatted on the ground and pointed to Brother Mang's crotch and said.

“…… !" Brother Mang scolded: "What are you going to do?"

"Smack!"

Next to him, Da Zhu flipped over Brother Mang a few times, then took out his mobile phone and responded: "Call the store, just say that you have something to do temporarily, and you won't go back tonight!"

When Brother Mang heard this, he felt a little more confident in his heart, because he was really afraid that Dazhu and his gang would be in a hurry and really find a place to bury themselves.

"Shall I talk to you?"

“…… Okay!" After gritting his teeth and glancing at the two, Brother Mang could only nod and say, "Just hit the first number, just do it!"

"I don't want your life-saving character!" After Dazhu replied with satisfaction, he asked Brother Mang for the screensaver password and called Xiaochao one.

"Hey, Brother Mang, where are you? I haven't found you for dinner!" Xiao Chao asked in a normal tone after answering the phone.

“…… Well, I'll go out to do something, you don't have to look for me, stare at the shop at night, I'll go back early tomorrow morning!" Brother Mang looked at Da Zhu's small eyes, and then he didn't dare to say dark words.

"And when are you coming back tomorrow?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I ......!"

“……！”

The two exchanged a few more words on the phone before hanging up the phone.

"When the fight is over, can you take out the game in my crotch?" Brother Mang looked up at Guo Bald and said.

"I definitely can't take it, I'll wipe it out for you tomorrow!" After Guo Bald stood up, he greeted Dazhu: "Let's go, drink!"

When the words fell, Da Zhu took Brother Mang's mobile phone and followed Guo Bald out.

Brother Mang saw that no one cared about him, and suddenly shouted in a broken voice and asked, "What kind of jb play should I have in the crotch of my pants?!

……

That same evening.

After Dazhu and Guo Bald left, they didn't enter this room, and Brother Mang sat on the ground in the house, and at first he could hear the faint sound of eating outside, but after half past two, there was no movement outside.

In the cold winter, the average temperature in the northeastern cities at night has to reach about minus 20 degrees, so not to mention the relatively empty countryside in this area.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, it was the coldest time in the Northeast, Brother Mang sat next to the heater that was not lit at all, his butt was close to the cement floor, the taste was similar to squatting in an ice cellar, and it hurt to move a little bit from being frozen.

"Ha, ha......!"

Brother Mang sat on the ground at first, but his ass was too cold, so he could only squat up and keep blowing into his hands with his mouth. When he stayed up until the morning, Brother Mang almost couldn't help but shout twice outside and asked Dazhu to throw him a quilt, but after a fierce ideological struggle, he still didn't open his mouth, because he knew that Dazhu's gang was a bit of a tiger, so it was easy to be beaten in vain.

It wasn't until more than eight o'clock in the morning, when the sunlight outside the window flickered in, that Brother Mang felt a little warm, and was faintly sleepy.

"Bang dang!"

At this moment, Erzhuzi pushed open the door and asked with a yawn, "Are you hungry?"

“…… No, what the hell are you going to do?" Brother Mang asked with a blushing lip.

"Not hungry, then I'm leaving!" Erzhu turned around and closed the door.

"Hungry, I'm hungry!" Brother Mang hurriedly shouted.

"Hungry?!" Erzhu stopped, smiled and turned back and asked, "Did you lead someone to do the shooting in the cosmetics store?"

Brother Mang was stunned when he heard this.

"Isn't it?" Erzhu asked again.

“…… Yes!" Brother Mang thought about it for a moment, but decided not to lie, it would not be easy to clean up.

"Ahh

Brother Mang asked with a confused face, "And then?!Where's the rice?"

"What kind of rice?"

"Don't you ask me if I'm hungry?"

"Ah, I'll ask!" Erzhu threw down a sentence and hung up the door.

"I'm Nyima, you don't give me food, you ask me to your father's old basket?" Brother Mang gritted his teeth and squatted on the ground and scolded.

……

Afternoon.

Brother Mang couldn't hold on and just fell asleep leaning on the heating pipe, Guo Bald carried two buckets of cold water with ice ballast and splashed it on Brother Mang's body.

"Whew!"

After Brother Mang snorted, he sat up with a thud.

"Fuck you, is it cold?" asked Guo Baldzi, stretching his neck.

“…… What the hell are you going to do?!" Brother Mang asked as if he was almost crazy.

"Scourge you!"

After Guo Bald threw down a sentence, he turned around and left directly.

In the evening, when it was close to four or five o'clock, Brother Mang's brain was extremely dizzy, his body had a high fever, and his whole consciousness had begun to blur, and the clothes he was wearing were all frozen into ice after being soaked in water, and as long as his arms moved, he could hear the sound of creaking.

"What are you going to do...... here!" Brother Mang lay on the ground, shouting out the door in a weak voice, but there was still no echo outside.

In this way, after Brother Mang was locked up in the room for another three or four hours, when his spirit was almost broken and he was about to commit suicide, Lin Jun put one hand in his pocket, pushed open the door and walked in from the outside.

"Brush!"

Brother Mang lay on the ground and opened his eyes, turning his head to look hard.

"Smack!"

Lin Jun walked up to Brother Mang, stretched out his foot and kicked Brother Mang's head, lowered his head and asked expressionlessly, "Have you suffered?!"

“…… What the hell are you looking for me?!"

"How long has Xiao Cui been with me, do you know?" Lin Jun asked after squatting down and patting Brother Mang's cheek.

“…… Whew!!" Brother Mang gasped violently and did not say a word.

"Just like you, I'll waste bullets if I collapse you!" Lin Jun frowned and looked at Brother Mang, gritted his teeth and responded: "Throw you here for three days, you can freeze on the ground, believe it or not?!"

"What the hell are you going to do!" Brother Mang asked with all his strength and a low roar.

“……！”

Lin Jun took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and continued: "If you want to go back to Zhao Wu now, there is only one way!"

After closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, Brother Mang shook his head and responded, "I can't be your eyes...... You can't die!"

"Hehe!" Lin Jun looked at Brother Mang and grinned.

"After the Tang people died from Feng Zi, Zhao Wu was on guard against the newcomers, for fear of ghosts!" Brother Mang explained in a hoarse voice: "If we want to work in the Tang people, we must have something to keep in him! I have no family...... So, he asked for the address of my eldest brother's house, as well as his work and his child's school...... They don't have any work for you! understand?"

"Really?" Lin Jun tilted his neck to look at Brother Mang.

"It's not someone who knows the roots, do you dare to use it here in Rongfu?" Brother Mang asked rhetorically.