Chapter 117: Despair

The person who came in was a little older, but he was very tall, and his face belonged to the kind of person who was quite generous, and his temples had white hair in them, which added a taste of vicissitudes.

Such a person, if I had seen it, I would have remembered it, but I did not know him.

He sat down in front of me, looked me up and down, and then said, "Are you curious, who am I?" ”

I said, "Of course I'm curious!" We don't seem to have any grudges, I don't know you at all, I don't know what the purpose of getting me here? ”

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "You killed my own nephew, what do you say I brought you here for?" ”

When the other party said this, I suddenly realized. I always thought that Shen Tao should have sent someone to do it, but I didn't expect it to be the uncle of the person I killed last time, and the driver in front of me was the driver of the municipal party committee boss.

I said, "It's you." Your nephew was killed by me, but I was in self-defense, and your nephew was not as grateful to the beasts, and the police said that I was not guilty. I'm sorry I killed him by mistake, but I don't regret it. Because the man who was almost hurt was my teacher. ”

The middle-aged man sneered, "Wrong hand? No matter what, you killed my nephew, and since the law doesn't punish you, then only I will punish you personally. It is a matter of course that murder pays for life. ”

I never expected that this middle-aged man spoiled his nephew so much, and that incident was obviously not my fault, he actually used such indiscriminate means to deal with me. I said, "In vain, you are still the driver of the municipal party committee boss, and you don't distinguish between right and wrong, and black and white remain the same." Actually, it wasn't me who killed your nephew, it was you! ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Hmph! No matter how much you talk today, don't think I'll let you go. Our Feng family has a single lineage, there is only such a single seedling, from childhood to adulthood, those of us who are elders are reluctant to beat and scold, but I didn't expect to be beaten to death by you! Am I damned?! Even if I cut you with a thousand knives, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart! ”

The middle-aged man said with a somewhat excited expression, his eyes full of anger and hatred. I said-for-tat, "He didn't die at my hands, but under your pampering, if you hadn't doted on him thoroughly, so that no one could have seen him, how could he have become a gangster, why would he have done such a hurtful thing, and why would he have killed me by mistake?" ”

The middle-aged man said, "You don't talk much here. In short, if my nephew dies at your hands, you will pay for it. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he came over and instigated me to slap me twice, his strength was not small, these two slaps made my eyes glow, my ears rumbled, and my faces on both sides were hot and swollen.

The middle-aged man grabbed my hair and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so soon, I will torture you slowly, day by day, so that you feel that life is worse than death, and let you die slowly in despair and pain, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

I could feel the hatred coming from the middle-aged man. I knew it was going to be over, I didn't know where they tied me up, I couldn't tell anyone to save me, and the only thing I thought was that I was really going to die here.

I'm not reconciled! I'm only a teenager, and there are still too many wonderful and wonderful things in life that I haven't had time to enjoy and experience, so I let me die here, how can I be willing?

The middle-aged man beat me up, and I was so confused that he stopped, grabbed my hair and said, "That's the appetizer, more fun is yet to come, you can enjoy it slowly." ”

After saying that, the middle-aged man left the room, and the room fell into darkness again. I was bleeding from my mouth, my head was drowsy, I didn't know what he was going to do to torture me, I just knew that if no miracle happened, I would be dead.

I suddenly wondered, if Fang Mengyi knew that I was going to look for her, and then I was kidnapped, and from now on heaven and man will be separated forever, will she be sad for me?

I have a lot of regrets in my heart, one heart slowly sinks, and the rest is the fear of death.

Let's say that at the school, Fang Mengyi's brother Fang Zihao waited until the afternoon class and didn't see any trace of me, so he had to find Bai Jingqi and ask, "When will that bastard Ouyang come back?" ”

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