Wake up, think at night, sleepless.

Xiao Jingyang, who was in the dark, closed his eyes tightly, lying on a soft bed that was as red as blood, drenched in sweat.

The room he was in was small, so small that he could only fit a bed and a wooden table, except for the walls. One of the walls was replaced with a whole wall of glass, through which you could see two blonde **** girls sleeping on the large bed in the other room.

There was no light in Xiao Jingyang's room, but next to him was a colorful and dazzling light that kept swirling, and if you entered the next door, you could hear the deafening heavy metal music still roaring.

One darkness and one light, one quiet and one noisy, like a hell and a paradise, separated only by a thin layer of glass.

Slowly settling down from the incessant convulsions, Xiao Jingyang wiped the dirty snot and foaming mixture from the corners of his mouth, and opened a pair of blood-colored eyes. When his gaze swept to the tabletop, he swept off all the layers of white powder with his palm in disgust, and then forcefully knocked down the wooden table, followed by hysterical laughter on his face.

At this time, Xiao Jingyang did not have a single piece of clothing on his body, and his sturdy body was perfect, but there was a dark and old circular scar on the heart of his chest, which made everything ruined.

With trembling fingers rubbing the place that had been pierced by bullets, Xiao Jingyang seemed to still feel the pain at that time.

It hurts, not because of the flesh. The unbearable pain to the bones is that everything that should belong to Xiao Jingyang has been ruthlessly deprived.

Xiao Jingyang is the eldest son of the Xiao family and is talented. The only regret is the early death of his mother.

Praised and blessed by everyone since he was a child, Xiao Jingyang has understood since he was a child that he is a person who shoulders the mission of the family, so he works harder than all his peers.

But only because of the father's renewal, the appearance of the stepmother......

Xiao Jingyang dotes on his only brother very much, and regards the other party as a family member he wants to protect all his life.

But when his father announced that Xiao Jinghua was the heir of the family, Xiao Jingyang was stunned.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, and after thinking about it for a long time, he reflected on himself that he had never done anything wrong.

Suicide did not free Xiao Jingyang from torture, but made him see the indifference of his family more clearly.

His father only threw him a dilapidated villa far away in the middle of nowhere, and even with the intervention of his stepmother, he did not give him any chance to take charge of even a small subsidiary.

Even if Xiao Jingyang committed suicide, his father never came to see him. It wasn't until Xiao Jingyang saw the news of his brother's accident on TV that he received a call from his father the next day.

Xiao Jingyang laughed for some reason, whether he was spitting on his actual corrupt body, or glad that he had finally waited for the opportunity to get everything back, even he didn't know.

He was simply laughing, laughing until he couldn't control himself, laughing until he collapsed.

There was a soft knock on the door, in the wee hours of the morning.

After Xiao Jingyang opened the door, the bodyguard hurriedly lowered his face to avoid the naked body in front of him.

"How's the guy?"

It was Xiao Jingyang who asked, and the bodyguard replied in a panic: "Yet, not ...... yet"

After waiting for a few seconds, no sound was heard. The bodyguard didn't dare to look up, he could clearly feel two cold stares above his head staring at him.

Xiao Jingyang slowly took a deep breath, turned around and went into the house, put on a robe, and ordered the bodyguards to take him over.

As soon as I entered the dimly lit underground passage, I heard the sound of shouting and boxing in front of me.

Pushing open the heavy rusty iron door, a man in ragged clothes, covered in wounds, and his hands were still hanging from iron chains.

After hearing the voice, the two burly men beside the man stopped their hands and feet, turned around and saluted Xiao Jingyang respectfully.

The man raised his head, the bruise on his face made him barely narrow his eyes into a line, and silently looked at Xiao Jingyang's extremely clean face.

"Why haven't you said it yet?"

The two strong men shrank their heads in fear under Xiao Jingyang's cold gaze, and hurriedly explained: "This guy is really stubborn. We were afraid that we would strike hard, so we beat him to death. ”

Xiao Jingyang glanced at the two strong men, raised his foot past them, and walked in front of the man who was hanging.

"As long as you transfer the stock to me, I promise not to kill you. Money is nothing to me, and neither are you. So I don't have to lie to you. You should understand, Ning Po. ”

Ning Po struggled to open his mouth, his mouth was stained with blood, and he squeezed out a sentence in a dry voice: "That's me, my money." I, no, not for you! ”

Xiao Jingyang's fingers swept over the exposed wound in the hole in Ning Po's shirt, making the other party tremble in pain. He smiled and said, "There is a limit to what people can bear. How long do you think you can withstand it? Sooner or later, there will be a day of succumbing, so it is better to be liberated sooner. That thing is just waste paper in your hands, why should you insist on it for a pile of waste paper. ”

Ning Po gritted his teeth and snorted: "Waste, waste paper, also, it's also my thing." I'm going to die, and you can't get anything! ”

Xiao Jingyang smiled, turned around and took a step, thinking calmly with an expression.

When I looked up, I saw the door open and Ge Lao walked in.

Xiao Jingyang and Ge Lao glanced at each other, and said as if they were very relaxed: "Why did you come?" I just decided to kill him. ”

Ge Lao frowned and wondered, "Kill him?" Aren't you ready to ask for Quanshan Heavy Industries? That's the most powerful knife we can use against Feng Guolong! ”

Xiao Jingyang shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said, "Since you can't get it, it's not mine." It's not mine, so why should I care. ”

Ge Lao looked at the other party with a stiff face, and he didn't believe that his words were sincere.

"Don't worry, let me talk to him."

Ge Lao walked over on crutches. After settling, he couldn't help the pungent smell of blood in the secret room, and took out his handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed lightly.

"Young man, this is the first time we have met. What happened to you before has nothing to do with me. Ge Lao smiled kindly: "The shares of Quanshan Heavy Industry that you inadvertently obtained were originally ours. Now we want to get it back. What conditions do you have, I can consider making an exchange with you. ”

"I don't, I don't. That's me, my money, and I won't give it to you or you when I die. ”

"But when a person dies, what is the use of money?" Ge Lao sighed and persuaded: "If you just want money, I can use the money to buy yours." How much is your stake worth? ”

Ning Po replied angrily: "I, don't sell!" You guys, hit me, I don't believe it, you! ”

"There's nothing in the world that can't be sold. Even if it is a human life, your life is only worth tens of thousands in front of them. I'm here to help you, and you can trust me. Ge Lao paused for crutches: "Make a price, or you can tell me how much money you spent on it at that time?" ”

"Five, five million!" Ning Po shouted loudly.

Ge Lao looked up to the sky and smiled, looked at him and stretched out his finger and said, "I'll buy it with 10 million, so you can agree." The extra five million should be regarded as compensation for the beatings you have been beaten in the past few days. ”

Seeing Ning Po's hesitant expression, Ge Lao commanded with a hot iron: "Put him down first, and then bring some food and drink." ”

The two strong men looked at Xiao Jingyang inquiringly, and with the latter nodding slightly, they immediately walked over and untied Ning Po's iron chains.

After a while, someone brought bread and water.

Ning Po, who had been hungry for a few days, suddenly sat on the ground like a wolf, swallowing food desperately.

At this time, Ge Lao ordered someone to send two lockboxes and placed them at Ning Po's feet. When he opened it, he was greeted by neat stacks of banknotes.

"You tell me the account number and password, and the money is all yours."

"The account is, it's my body, ID card, password, password, ......" Ning Po suddenly looked up at the two strong men standing not far away, and pointed with his hand: "I still have a condition." I'm going to punch, punch both of them! ”

Ge Lao turned around to look at Xiao Jingyang, who smiled slightly and stretched out his hand: "Please feel free." ”

Ning Po got up tremblingly, walked in front of the two strong men, and stared at them cautiously.

The two strong men snorted with disdain in their noses, each with a pair of bronze bell-like eyes, and looked down at Ning Po with their heads raised fiercely.

Ning Po seemed to be cowering and retreating. After a few steps, he suddenly rushed forward with a glare, and the outstretched arm was swung with a twist at his waist, and he slapped one of the strong men in the face.

Syllable! It was a loud sound. Ning Po, who was wounded by the force of the shock, covered his arms in pain and bent down.

The strong man he slapped in the face fell to the ground in an instant before he could even scream in pain, blood gushing out of his mouth, and a few teeth flew into the corner of the wall.

Xiao Jingyang stared at Ning Po, who was rubbing his hands, and the corners of his mouth with some appreciation lightly crossed an arc.

"And, there's another one!"

found that Ning Po turned around and walked away, and when he turned around, he had already picked up the thick iron chain that had bound him for several days.

The remaining strong man suddenly showed a look of horror and couldn't help but retreat in fear.

Xiao Jingyang stretched out his palm against the strong man's vest, and when the other party turned his head, he saw that the bodyguard next to him had already held a pistol in his hand and pointed it at him.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable......

Breathless, Ning Po finally stopped, threw the chain in a pool of blood, walked back to where he was, picked up the remaining half of the bread on the ground and swallowed it into his stomach.

Suddenly, Xiao Jingyang snatched the gun and aimed it at the heads of the two strong men who fell to the ground. Then he threw it back into the hands of the frightened bodyguard, smiled and said to Ning Po: "You are already angry, you can complete our transaction." ”

Ning Po pointed to the two corpses on the ground and exclaimed, "They are, your subordinates. You're going to kill too?! ”

"As long as I can achieve my goal, I will kill myself if necessary." Xiao Jingyang's words made the temperature around him chill again, and he turned his head and urged Ge Lao, who was constantly frowning, with his eyes.

Ge Lao's eyes flickered, and his face was complicated. Asked Xiang Ningpo: "Okay." Tell me the password now. ”

But after seeing Ning Po sweep the banknotes on the ground again, his eyes rolled and asked, "I, my stocks, is it not, more than five million?!" ”

Xiao Jingyang took the bodyguard's pistol and aimed it at Ning Po: "Do you think you really have the capital to bargain?" ”

Blood flowed from the ground to Ning Po's feet, and the confidence in his heart gradually faded. I didn't dare to have any greed, and stammered honestly: "I, I...... No, it's not my ID card, it's my first name and initials. The opening and beginning letters of Ning Po...... The password is ......"

Just as Xiao Jingyang was staring at Ning Po's mouth, waiting for the other party to say the last sentence, he heard Ge Lao ask in horror, "You say, what is your name?" Ning Po?! ”

Ning Po looked at him in surprise and blinked incomprehensibly.

When he saw Ge Lao take out a snow-white check from his inner arms, Ning Po immediately grabbed it and squeezed it tightly in his palm, and shouted angrily: "This is me, mine!" ”

Ge Lao took a deep breath and looked Ning Po up and down again. In the process of moving, he actually blocked the direction of the muzzle of the gun in Xiao Jingyang's hand.

Ge Lao remembered the name Ning Po because Ge Lao believed in his fate......