Chapter 34: The Old Mansion Asks Questions

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When I got out of the car, I turned my head to see that the bearded motorcycle had just made a turn and appeared in my sight.

I waved at him, and then I walked around to the passenger seat. As I drove the door, I helped Dr. Huang and said, "Brother, you're home, come, I'll help you upstairs." โ€

Doctor Huang opened his eyes casually, but he slept so dazedly that he couldn't see anything clearly. He didn't have any vigilance, so he answered and was taken out of the car by me.

I helped him and walked to the door of the unit.

The entire hallway was dimly lit, illuminated by only a yellow light bulb.

Dr. Huang looked at the environment, and he sighed and muttered, "This is not my home. โ€

I would have liked to keep him. I said nicely, "Why not?" Brother went upstairs. โ€

But he suddenly burst into his spirits, stared at me, and asked, "What are you going to do?" โ€

I sighed in my heart, I said in my heart, sometimes you have to be confused, and since I can't go on, I'm no longer polite.

I punched Dr. Huang in the neck.

Dr. Huang is not a martial artist, and he has no experience in self-defense, so he snorted and rolled his eyes.

I stared at Dr. Wong, ready to help him not fall.

Unexpectedly, his face suddenly turned red, and his neck trembled.

I couldn't help but think of hard qigong, especially when Lao Ba had a similar move before, but I am not stupid, I know that this shake is not the other.

I had a very bad guess, and I was able to hide in time.

Dr. Huang grinned and threw up. One?? Reading ยท ยท com And he vomited everything, almost all wine.

The smell smoked me. I waited until Dr. Huang was almost vomiting. Especially when he turned his head to look at me again, I decisively punched again.

Dr. Huang's stomach was also empty this time, and he couldn't vomit anymore. He went limp.

I will hold him up. I turned my head to look out the door.

At this time, the driver had already returned to the taxi, and this man was quite well-behaved, and chose to ignore what happened in the unit door.

He immediately drove away, and soon Beard ran in alone.

I fed the beard, and he came over, and we were holding Dr. Huang on the left and right.

The beard asked me, "Where are you going?" โ€

I looked up and gestured to my beard.

The two of us took Dr. Huang with us and walked up together. Originally, I thought it was quite good, and my heart said that we were holding this fat man, and as long as he could use a little more strength on his legs, we would not be tired.

Who knew that Dr. Huang was as dizzy as a dead pig, and his legs were as soft as noodles.

I was very tired from holding him like this, and finally Hu Zi scolded him, and he directly carried Dr. Huang on his back.

We made it all the way to the fourth floor, and while I was still savoring, the stairs here were shaky, but luckily we weren't in danger.

The entrance door to the East House on the other fourth floor is open.

I went inside to take a look, and the original occupants had long since moved out, and there was not even a decent piece of furniture in the whole house, and there was only a lame sofa left in the hall.

I, along with Beard, put Dr. Huang on this couch.

The beard took a few deep breaths, and it could be seen that the fat man had just carried the fat man, and the beard was not less tired.

I left my beard and Dr. Huang and went to the kitchen of the old mansion again.

There are taps and an empty mineral water bottle in the corner.

I picked up the water bottle, pointed it to the faucet, and filled it with a burst of water.

I found the water here to be very poor, with a slight smell of.

I wonder if there is something wrong with the water pipeline, it is likely that the pipe is leaking, and the water in the whole pipe is contaminated with sewage or something.

But I'm not a water company, so I'm too lazy to care about these little things.

I was holding the water bottle, and when I returned to the hall, I found that my beard had taken off Dr. Huang's coat and torn it into pieces, and that the beard had used this "rope" to tie Dr. Huang's hands and feet strongly.

I turned to Dr. Huang again and poured this bottle of "stinky water" on his head.

At first, Dr. Huang didn't react, but gradually, he shivered uncomfortably, and when he finally opened his eyes, he muttered, "I'm freezing, freezing to death!" โ€

I stood side by side with Beard in front of him, and we both watched the scene coldly.

Dr. Huang stared at the two of us, and suddenly he reacted. He tried to stand up, but the problem was that he was tied.

After struggling a few times, he shouted urgently, "Help! Someone! โ€

Beard suddenly laughed, and then he also shouted for help with a sharp voice, especially Beard's voice, which was louder than that of Doctor Huang.

Dr. Huang was touched by the gesture of the beard, and he stopped screaming.

I said to Dr. Huang, "Is it funny that you're yelling for help?" โ€

Dr. Huang understood something, and with a look of fright, he asked us both, "Who are you?" โ€

The beard fumbled in his pocket and took out a small charger.

I was stunned, and I thought to myself, "Why do you have this thing in your pocket?" But after another thought, I understood.

The beard must have bought a mobile phone when he left before, and this charger should have been obtained with the mobile phone.

The beard deliberately stretched the rubber wire that was attached to the charger. He asked Dr. Huang at a high pitch, "Do you know this?" โ€

Dr. Huang nodded and replied, "Charger! โ€

Beard was not satisfied with this answer, he snorted, and explained, "Don't underestimate this thing, you know?" This rubber wire is elastic, I use it to strangle you, you will definitely have a hi like never before. โ€

Dr. Huang's face changed, and his beard came behind Dr. Huang and wrapped the rubber thread around Dr. Huang's neck.

The beard whistled, and at this moment he still strengthened his hands.

Dr. Huang's whole body was stretched back, and his face was frighteningly red.

He had a mouthful, uh, and even a little bit of his tongue sticking out of it, and there was a sticky haara hanging from it.

If an ordinary person did this like Beard, I might have stopped him immediately, but I knew that Beard was measured, and even I was sure that Beard was trying to scare Dr. Huang, and only if Dr. Huang was really scared, I and Beard would be able to ask him properly for a while.

I waited patiently. This lasted for more than ten seconds, and the beard suddenly let go.

Dr. Huang coughed violently, and he breathed greedily as he coughed.

I crouched down in front of Dr. Huang and reached out to touch the frame of his eyes, and then touched his ear piercing and throat.

These are all very sensitive places, and Dr. Huang looks frightened.

His voice was a little out of tune. He stammered and asked me, "Y-What do you want to do?" Don't mess around, there's something to discuss, it's good to discuss......"

I looked at each other with Beard.

Beard gave me a sneaky look, which means, we can ask.

But I wasn't satisfied, and an idea popped into my head.

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