Chapter Ninety-Eight: Get Out of the Oil Pot

At six o'clock in the morning, Xiao Feng opened his eyes and woke up.

Xiao Feng leaned sideways, looked down at Lin Lin in his arms, and couldn't help but smile happily.

Lin Lin put one hand on Xiao Feng's shoulder, and the other hand on his chest, as if he was afraid that he would attack his chest. The pretty face full of youth, the corners of the mouth are upturned, outlining a sweet smile, and he sleeps peacefully.

Xiao Feng kissed Lin Lin's forehead, gently took her hand off his shoulder, and slowly sat up. After opening the wardrobe and taking out the clothes, after putting them on lightly, he glanced at Lin Lin, breathed a sigh of relief, and did not wake her up.

Xiao Feng entered the bathroom, washed his face briefly, and checked the injury on his back in the mirror, it had already scabbed, as long as he didn't exercise vigorously, there should be no problem. I got out of the bathroom, threw my phone keys and the like into my bag, pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

When he came to the courtyard, Xiao Feng stretched his waist hard, moved his body slightly, the stiffness disappeared, and he regained his flexibility. Get in the car, start the car, and slowly drive out of the villa gate. After waiting for a long distance to make sure that they would not wake them up, he slammed on the accelerator and roared straight to Nancheng.

South City.

Hellfire.

If it was in normal times, this time period should be the quietest, but today is obviously different from usual.

On the east side of the backyard, there are more than 200 Tianmen disciples, all dressed in the same color, chatting casually.

Although the scene is noisy, if you look closely, you will find that these little brothers have a tired look on their faces. That's right, they are the same people who followed the fire sky last night. These little brothers, who were not injured, received an order from Huotian last night to assemble in the backyard at six o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, what the hell is going on? Lao Tzu is so tired that he wants to sleep with his in his arms now. ”

"How do I know, I guess there's something big."

"Hey, it's not going to be a bonus, is it? 10,000 for one person, that's a cool death. ”

"Hey, what do you want to do!"

A dozen little brothers are in a small group, each chatting about their own topics. Some are speculating about what they are doing today; Some are bragging about their record last night, how many people they have cut, and so on.

At half past six, Huo Tian and Lin Mo came out of the back door expressionlessly, their eyes sweeping over the younger brothers.

When the younger brother saw that the boss was coming, he hurriedly stood up and greeted: "Brother Tian is early, Brother Mo is early..."

Huotian nodded, turned around and raised his hand, and several younger brothers came out of it carrying a large cauldron, which was full of liquid.

The little brothers were stunned, why did they come out with the pot? Do you want to improve your diet? More than 200 people, a pot?

"That's oil!" A younger brother recognized the liquid in the pot.

One after another, four more younger brothers carried a half-human-high stove and placed it in the center. A tripod welded with a steel pipe was also lifted out, with a thumb-thick hemp rope tied to it, which was very strong and stuck to the runner at the top of the tripod.

The younger brothers stopped talking, and they vaguely guessed something.

"Ignition!" Huotian said in a deep voice.

A few of the younger brothers nodded, turned on a switch, and the stove was lit, and the flames jumped high, making a 'zzi' sound, as if it could melt everything.

"Set up a frying pan!"

The younger brothers lifted the cauldron together and put it on the stove, waiting for the oil to boil.

"Are you all wondering why I asked you to come this morning?" Huotian's cold gaze swept over the more than two hundred junior brothers on the east side.

The younger brothers did not speak, and they did not dare to speak. Everyone can see that the eldest of the two doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Brothers, I took you to sweep the field last night, and finally went to the headquarters of the Skeleton Regiment, do you remember?"

The younger brothers nodded and said they remembered.

"Do you know why Brother Feng is trapped there? Because we have traitors out of Heaven! He took the enemy's money and betrayed Brother Feng! What should I do, traitor? Huotian asked loudly.

The younger brothers looked at the oil pot and replied loudly: "Get out of the oil pot!" ”

"Okay, get out of the pan! To bring you here today is to witness the death of this traitor! Huo Tian said coldly, pointing his finger at the torture room.

"Get out of the pan! Get out of the pan! Get out of the pan! The younger brothers shouted in unison.

With the roar of a sports car, a bright silver Ferrari rushed into the backyard, a nice flick of the tail, and the car came to a steady stop.

The car door opened, Xiao Feng got out of the car, glanced at the oil pot, and his face flashed fiercely.

"Brother Feng is good!" More than two hundred junior brothers stood up straight and shouted at Xiao Feng, their voices difficult to hide their respect.

Xiao Feng nodded and smiled at the junior brothers, and then turned his head to look at Huotian: "Ah Tian, can you start?" ”

Huotian put his hand on the oil pot, felt the scorching heat, and nodded: "The oil temperature has risen." Waving his hand, several younger brothers pushed open the door of the torture chamber and entered, ready to take Xiaoshan out.

After a few seconds, a little brother's face turned ugly: "Brother Tian, something happened." ”

"Accidents? Did you run away? Huotian frowned and walked quickly towards the torture chamber.

Lin Mo also blushed, followed closely behind Huotian, and entered the torture room to see what was going on.

Only Xiao Feng, standing in place, the corners of his mouth turned up, condensed a smile that seemed to be nothing, staring at the door of the torture room.

In a minute or so, Huo Tian and Lin Mo came out, followed by a person behind them-Brother Jiu!

Brother Jiu's pace was very steady, with an expression of looking at death as if he were at home.

"Brother Feng, Xiaoshan is dead." Huotian said in a deep voice.

Xiao Feng was not surprised, and nodded with a light smile: "He killed him, right?" ”

Brother Jiu raised his head sharply and glared at Xiao Feng: "How do you know?" ”

"Huh." Xiao Feng walked up to Brother Jiu, smiled, and spit out an answer that made everyone laugh: "I guess." ”

Brother Jiu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. The oil pot not far away was already smoking, and the oil temperature had reached the extreme. He knew that it would not be long before he would have to go down to the oil pan.

"The speculation I am talking about is well-founded." Xiao Feng stretched out his hand and put it on Brother Jiu's shoulder: "Although Xiaoshan's injury is serious, it is not fatal. In just over four hours, he died? Besides, when I was leaving, I said that if he died, then you would be able to replace him! In this case, if something happens to him, will you not tell Huotian or Lin Mo? Can you afford this responsibility? Look, both reasons prove that you killed Xiaoshan. ”

Huo Tian and Lin Mo pondered for a while, and they also understood.

Brother Jiu looked at Xiao Feng, but also nodded very shamefully: "That's right, I killed Xiaoshan, and I didn't plan to hide it." He is my good brother, he entered the gate of heaven with me, lived and died together, and even saved my life! He betrayed the gang and betrayed the boss, and he deserved to be punished by the oil pot. However, he is my brother, and I don't want to see him scalded to death with oil, or even fried! From his ways, he deserved death; From my point of view, I couldn't bear to suffer him, so I killed him. ”

Huo Tian and the others' faces changed slightly, and they were all a little moved.

Only Xiao Feng looked at it with a smile, but his voice was extremely cold: "Then do you know the consequences of killing him?" ”

Brother Jiu nodded: "Before I do it, I have already thought it through." What's more, when you were leaving, you said that as long as he dies, then let me go to the oil pot instead of him. ”

Xiao Feng put the hand on Brother Jiu's shoulder and squeezed it a little harder: "Since you think clearly, then I will fulfill your righteous anger!" ”

When Brother Jiu heard Xiao Feng's words, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He is not a saint, and he is very afraid of death. But even if he was afraid of death, he still did what he thought in his heart. What's more, it was Xiaoshan who begged him to do it.

"That's it, the right to give Xiaoshan a life. As for whether they were hacked to death or scalded to death by an oil pan, it made no difference, they all had to die. Brother Jiu sighed in his heart and shook his head.

Xiao Feng withdrew his hand and rubbed his temples: "Come on, hang him up, and the oil pot will roll three times." ”

"Wait."

Xiao Feng showed a sarcastic smile: "What you said just now is better than singing, and now you are afraid of death?" ”

"No, I'm not afraid of death. I want to smoke a cigarette, is that okay? ”

Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "I can give you another five minutes to enjoy the last cigarette and see the world for the last time." ”

Brother Jiu took out a cigarette, it was that kind of red box Nanjing. He hesitated, took out one and handed it to Xiao Feng: "Brother Feng, the smoke is not good, don't dislike it." ”

Xiao Feng took the cigarette, and Brother Jiu helped him light the fire. Subsequently, he gave cigarettes to Huo Tian and Lin Mo, and there was just one of his own. He lit it in his mouth, took a puff, and smiled apologetically at the more than two hundred younger brothers: "Brothers, the last cigarette is gone, and I will enjoy it myself." ”

The younger brothers' faces were strange, and their eyes were all staring at Xiao Feng.

Brother Jiu spit out a smoke ring, raised his head and quickly swept over Xiao Feng, and said in a low tone: "Brother Feng, when Xiaoshan is dying, let me bring you a message." ”

"Say."

"He said, 'He's sorry for you.' If there is a next life, he will come to work hard for you as a cow and a horse! ”

Xiao Feng didn't speak, took a deep puff of smoke, and snorted.

"Xiaoshan is a human being, in fact, he is very righteous and a brother. No matter how hard it is, it will rush to the front and retreat at the end. This time he betrayed you because his sister had leukemia and was in dire need of money. He recently borrowed money, and somehow he was found out by Ding Skull. Ding Skull sent someone to find him, saying that he would give him 50,000 yuan and ask him to sell valuable news to him. If the news is true, he will be given money appropriately. ”

At that time, Xiaoshan had borrowed everything he could, and was even ready to sell blood. If his sister didn't have leukemia, it is estimated that he would even sell his kidney. He went to do the matching, and the matching was successful. So, he will save the kidney and exchange it for his sister. ”

"The doctor has issued an urgent notice, saying that within two months, if the kidney is not replaced, then her sister will be finished. Xiaoshan struggled internally for more than a month, and also got a few useful news, but none of them were sold to Ding Skull. Because he felt that he couldn't be sorry for his brother. ”

But the night before yesterday, the hospital issued a critical illness notice, saying that if the kidney was not replaced within a week, then his sister would not be saved at all. He hesitated and struggled for a long time before making his decision to betray you, and Ding Skull promised to pay for his surgery. These are all things that Xiaoshan told me when he was dying. ”

Brother Jiu's voice was very low, and even at the end, his eyes were moist.