"Third brother, fortunately, you have learned a few hands carefully before, otherwise we would probably die this time, cough ...... Damn the man, I'm going out to sue him! ”

Song Muchen was lying on Xue Jingtian's body, although there was a dull pain in his body, but he thought he was going to die, but he was rescued by the legend, and he was now excited and happy.

"Shut up." Xue Jingtian sent him two words in a muffled voice.

Song Muchen almost cried, "I was beaten and almost disabled, are you so cruel to the disabled, are you mistaken, cough cough ......"

He touched his face depressedly, feeling that the plastic surgery he had estimated this time was that the corners of his eyes were beaten to the point that he was going to have stitches and broken faces, and the blood was flowing all the time.

In addition, he also thought that he was going to ask a good girl Mianji to invite her to dinner at the beginning of school, but now he is broken...... This is a big problem, and I don't know if the plastic surgery department can still be registered.

His appearance still inherits the fine traditions of the Xue family, although he doesn't look like Xue Jingtian at all, but he is also a handsome child. In the past, when he was at school, he didn't even have to go to the cafeteria to eat, and some elementary school girls asked him if he liked to bring him food.

Thinking of being beaten into a pig's head this time, he almost wanted to go back and throw the two strong men who beat him into the river again.

They didn't know where they had been taken, they had been following the car for five days, and now as far as the eye could see, there were pitch black fields all around, and they couldn't even see a single house where they lived.

Song Muchen quieted down, blew a cold wind, and his IQ came back a little.

It was still a shame to be carried on his back, but while he was doing psychological construction, he heard the sound of increasingly rapid and heavy breathing in his ears.

Song Muchen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was Xue Jingtian's voice, which was snorting like an old bellows.

And the speed at which they move forward is also a little slow.

At first, he thought that the ground was uneven, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he was panicked all the way, but now Song Muchen suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Third brother, were you also beaten by them? What's wrong with your leg, is it hurt? ……”

"Hey, third brother, when you speak, is your voice also dumb?"

The more Song Muchen spoke, the more he felt that something was wrong, he hadn't found out just now, and now the places where his arms touched were hot.

"Quiet."

"You've got a fever!"

"Shut up, don't let me spend my energy listening to you."

“…… I'll go on my own, you let me down! ”

Song Muchen is not fat, but he is also an adult man, one meter seventy-seven, sixty-five kilograms.

He felt that the arm resting on Xue Jingtian's shoulder was even hotter.

"Let me down, put me here, you go first, go outside and call someone to save me!"

Song Muchen felt his head buzzing and thought, his eyes were a little confused.

"They have accomplices, you'd better shout louder and call them all."

“……”

Song Muchen gritted his teeth and was silent.

Xue Jingtian stepped on the ground deeply and shallowly, and every time he walked about ten meters, he would hold on to the tree and stop to take a breath, and then continue walking.

Song Muchen looked back, wanting to see how far he had gone, but found that a few clusters of swaying light behind him were flickering in the darkness.

"Grass, there are really people ......" he lowered his voice and leaned into Xue Jingtian's ear, "There is a bright light in the left and right rear." It's too dark to see clearly, it should be fifty meters away......"

Xue Jingtian's bellows-like panting suddenly stopped, and he looked around quietly like a cheetah.

……

"They must not have expected that we would go around again."

"Hey, the most dangerous place is the safest, it's a toothache."

"Third Brother Xue, did we really hit 1.10 just now? For Mao, now there is no one to save us......"

It's troublesome at dawn.

Song Muchen endured the pain on his body and asked questions over and over again.

He could see Xue Jingtian sitting one meter away from him, his face was not clear, but his breathing was still rapid and heavy, which was very abnormal.

When Song Muchen saw him close his eyes, he was inexplicably nervous.

Only when he spoke and saw the other party frowning in annoyance did he feel a little relieved.

"I really didn't expect that Brother Congrong would find so many messy things."

Xue Jingtian opened his eyes, and his black eyes fell heavily on Song Muchen, almost cutting off the second half of his sentence.

"No, no, I made a mistake. I mean, Brother Congrong's fumbling has found so many crazy things about that dead pervert......"

Xue Jingtian closed his eyes again, "Wait for the police to come, you will be responsible for making the record." ”

Song Muchen's chatter was interrupted again, but he quickly understood, "Well, of course, you have a special identity, I'll just go out." ”

"But I can't say I'm a hacker, well, I'll just say that someone is trying to harm me and suddenly send so many secrets to my computer...... As a result, we were kidnapped and almost beaten to death. ”

"Is your backup okay?"

"Don't worry, who am I, ahem...... Infallible. ”

After talking for more than half an hour, the more Song Muchen spoke, the more he felt yawning, and his consciousness gradually couldn't suppress his tired body, and finally fell asleep.

……

When he was awakened by the dazzling sunlight again, he turned over from the bed and sat up, and let out a shocking cry of pain.

"Whew" shouted, and his tears were about to flow out.

I didn't feel it yesterday, but today it hurts like being crushed by a car!

"Mr. Song?"

The voice of someone next to him opened his mouth focused Song Muchen's attention on the place where he woke up.

The snow-white hospital room, the strong smell of alcohol, and the saline syringe hanging from his hand,......

Next to the bed stood a middle-aged man in his forties in a police uniform.

Song Muchen shouted for help, and he was about to cry, "Uncle policeman, someone is trying to harm me!" I'm going to report the bad guys, you have to protect me! Hey, my brother, how is he......"

"Brother? You went to the hospital alone, what brother? The corner of the policeman's mouth twitched, but he was confused.

Song Muchen groaned, but immediately restrained the urge to jump out of bed, "Uncle, I'm so pitiful, I think my mother, can you give me a mobile phone, I want to call my mother." They beat me and said they would bury me in the forest......"

The police comrade's eyebrows jumped, he rubbed his temples, and finally handed over a mobile phone, "Call your relatives, and then I hope you will cooperate with us to make a record." ”

"No problem, no problem!"

Song Muchen took the mobile phone, and the first number he dialed was Xue Jingtian.

Their mobile phones were taken away, and sure enough, they were busy.

He lowered his arm in disappointment, and suddenly became worried again.

After falling asleep last night, weren't they rescued by the police together?

It wasn't that in order to cover himself, he ran out alone to lure those people away, right?

"Comrade policeman, I'm not going to call, I'm going to report the bad guy to you now!"