"Miao Lang... Soon, you'll be able to be with the woman you've had in mind. Qin Zhihao took off his shirt, threw away the needle in his hand, and leaned on the shabby table and smoked.

"Whew... The weak Miao Lang was tied to a backrest seat with a rope, and a large amount of sweat ran down his face, soaking his dirty shirt.

He was originally standing at the iron gate waiting for Qin Zhibie, but he didn't expect to be knocked unconscious by a baseball bat that suddenly appeared behind him. After waking up, he was already tied to this chair, he didn't know what Qin Zhihao injected him, but now he only felt that his body was very light, and the wound on his head no longer felt anything.

"Well, drugs are a good thing." Qin Zhihao looked at Miao Lang with a look of enjoyment with satisfaction, and put a cigarette to Miao Lang's mouth: "Come, take a cigarette, it will be more refreshing." ”

"Heh... Villain. Miao Lang turned his face weakly, but he felt extreme fear because of drugs, he knew what it meant to take drugs, his father told him not to touch those things since he was a child, basically all drugs he knew, origin, purity, he could see it. But he never thought about taking drugs, he didn't know what the addict was talking about, and he didn't want to try it, but now, he knew.

"You're so bold, you're so indifferent when you touch drugs."

"Qin Zhihao... You're going to die sooner or later... Do you think no one can find you? Smart. ”

"Of course I know, but I enjoy the pleasure of torturing others more, just like now. I see you helpless, let me torture, do you know how happy I am? Qin Zhihao smiled a little pervertedly, picked up the knife on the table and walked towards him slowly: "You said, if you want to leave a scar on your face, will Qin Zhibei feel guilty for the rest of his life." ”

"Villain,"

"Miao Lang, I really don't understand why you want to follow Qin Zhibie. Desperate. Qin Zhihao took the knife and put it between Miao Lang's eyebrows, with a slight force, a drop of blood flowed down the bridge of his tall nose, and Miao Lang almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth. Make a noise, it feels like you're dead. The knife slowly slashed from between the eyebrows to the middle of the person, and as soon as the knife left, the bright red flesh turned outward, and the blood kept flowing down, Miao Lang's forehead was bruised, and bursts of cold sweat slowly penetrated his shirt.

The stinging pain caused by the wound made Miao Lang's consciousness gradually begin to blur, and his head slowly tilted to the side, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop. Qin Zhihao smiled and took out the mobile phone in his pocket and patted Miao Lang, who had fainted.

……

"What are you waiting for?! How do you ****** do the police!! Qin Zhibie, who had been stopped, roared uncontrollably at Li He. He was about to rush in alone, and He Huaqiang and Wuzi hurriedly controlled him.

"Mr. Qin, if you go in now and alarm the criminals, it is very likely that you will tear up the ticket." Li He was wearing body armor and was followed by a group of heavily armed policemen.

"My brother is !! inside"

"I know, Mr. Qin. Now we need to wait for the investigators to come back, and we can guarantee it when we know the situation..."

Qin Zhibei grabbed Li He's collar: "Lao Tzu doesn't need you now." With that, he broke free from his restraints and turned to run towards the iron gate. Wuzi gritted his teeth and took out the pistol on his waist to quickly follow Qin Zhibi.

Li He cursed in a low voice and led the police to follow the two people in front of him.

"Big brother, I'll come." Wuzi looked at Qin Zhibie, who was about to hit the door, and stepped forward to appear in front of him.

"Be careful."

Wuzi was originally going to use all his strength to kick the door open, but he didn't want the originally closed iron door to open with a light push.

"Mr. Qin, you two are inserted between us." Li He frowned and waved his hand forward, and every armed SWAT officer behind him cautiously watched the surroundings and walked in quickly.

The old factory was dark and quiet, and the eyes of the rats flashed green under the light of the flashlights. A group of men split into small groups and scattered to search the surroundings.

"Qin Zhifare! You've had a lot of work. A familiar and hateful voice rang out, echoing over and over again in the empty factory.

"Qin Zhihao, don't hide like a mouse, come out!" Qin Zhibie stopped and stood up straight, his sharp eyes staring cautiously around.

"I'll wait for you to find me, but you have to hurry. Your good brother is going to be played to death by me. ”

"Qin Zhihao!!"

Wuzi looked at Qin Zhibi, who was trembling in the dark, and frowned uneasily. Although he said that he had not been following Qin Zhi for a long time, he had never seen him so angry, with fierce eyes like a lion, as if he wanted to tear the other party apart in the next second.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibie ran in one direction, and Wuzi and He Huaqiang ignored Li He's shouts behind him, raised their legs and ran with the man. The darkness enveloped everyone along the way, and the cold wind in the factory seemed to summon the fear in people's hearts and consume him.

"Tut-tut, it's worthy of Qin's difference, it's really fast." Qin Zhihao heard the footsteps, chuckled, and slowly sucked a small white medicine bottle with a needle, and the turbid liquid inside slowly disappeared. He picked up the needle, flicked it with his index finger, and turned to look at the three people standing not far away. Stretched out his hand and patted Miao Lang, who was already delirious beside him: "Your brother has come to see you." ”

Qin Zhibei held his breath and looked at Miao Lang with expectant eyes, but Miao Lang lowered his head and remained motionless. "What did you do to him?"

"Just something to make him comfortable." With that, he leaned over and plunged the needle into his skin again.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Zhibei stopped him loudly in a panic, eager to tear him immediately. Even if he faced such a situation, he would retain a trace of reason, and he understood that if he was impulsive now, Miao Lang would be at his disposal, no matter how fast he was, he would not be able to do it faster. "Qin Zhihao, let Miao Lang go, it's a matter between us."

"But Mr. Miao blamed me for changing his woman's physical examination report, what do you say? Oh yes, I'll show you something. Qin Zhihao grabbed Miao Lang's hair and raised his head, Jun who had always had a ruffian smile in the past suddenly had a terrifying knife wound on his face, the blood had dried up, and the flesh was still turning outward.

"Qin Zhihao, you son of a bitch!!" Wuzi and He Huaqiang grabbed the man who was about to rush forward.

"How's that, is it good-looking? I gave your brother a new tattoo. ”

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you!!"

"Shhh After speaking, the needle in his hand had already pierced into Miao Lang's arm, and Qin Zhibie's eyes widened incredibly, watching the tube of liquid injected into his brother's body. He roared like a panther who had lost everything.

Miao Lang suddenly straightened up, his whole body began to twitch constantly, the blood vessels in his neck bulged, his whole body tensed, and he roared in pain, but he suddenly fainted and collapsed on the chair.

"Wow, wow, wow, I heard that you are the new man that Qin Zhixue is looking for?" Qin Zhihao looked at He Huaqiang, who raised his gun, and took a step and squatted behind Miao Lang.

He Huaqiang cursed and put down the gun unwillingly.

"Qin Zhihao, let Miao Lang go. I'm here to play with you. Wuzi and He Huaqiang looked at the man beside him with a determined face in disbelief.

"Qin Zi, he's crazy...... You..."

"You take the seedlings with you."

Qin Zhihao looked at the man who was slowly walking towards him, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth...