"What am I here for?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Find someone." The fat man said.

"Looking for whom?"

"A man."

"Why are you looking for him?"

"He was tied up by me."

…… It's a fat kid???

Why?

When Carmen saw the live broadcast room, there was another uproar!

……

Today's plot is even more exciting!

Looks like a social person, meets a real social person. This play is interesting

Socio-social

Sixsixsix

Why is there always an actor who only sells his voice and not his body?

It feels like this is more social

In this live broadcast room, I am willing to spend my money

Am I missing something?

……

These old men, really take this as a play?

Or, on the Internet, who doesn't watch you as a play?

These Xiaoling didn't have time to look.

Xiao Ling never looked at these either.

I didn't read yesterday's either.

I don't care at all.

Now, what Xiao Ling wants to deal with wholeheartedly is the dead fat man in front of him who laughs ruthlessly!

"What are you kidnapping him for?" Xiao Ling asked.

"He touches my things."

Mo Liudong fat thing?

These two goods are not in the same world at all, right?

How did Mo Liu get to the fat man's territory?

In other words, how did the fat man run to the place where Moliu could reach?

"What did he do to you?" This has to be understood.

If you know what to move him, you know how to move.

"He's moved me."

Person?

Is it the fat man himself, or is it someone else?

"Who did he move you?"

"My woman."

Clams?

Fat woman?

In this building, there are still "women"?

"Where's your woman?" Xiao Ling asked.

"Why haven't I heard you say it before?"

"You know." The fat man said.

"You helped her before."

Xiao Ling thought about it carefully.

The "women" I have helped are not many in this back building.

Yesterday a little girl, a little girl with a mobile phone face...... These two can't be called women.

Is this a little girl okay?

Fat people shouldn't be perverted to this point.

Before that......

Yes!

It can't be Autumn Apple, right!!

Isn't that poor woman already gone???

No, this question must be clarified.

"Where did you keep him?" Xiao Ling asked.

The fat man does not speak.

However, in the live broadcast room, it exploded again!

……

This plot is interesting

Give the screenwriter a big chicken leg!

The knee is dedicated to the script

The main thing is that the anchor is in good shape!

……

"Look, we've seen two sides, what a lot of fate it must be to see both sides on this yin and yang road."

This is a cliché, and it is also the truth.

On this road, there is no one else who can come and go freely except Xiao Ling.

And Xiao Ling himself can't decide who he can see this time.

It's completely random.

Therefore, whoever you meet is fate.

The fat man seems to know this as well.

Didn't fight anymore.

Walked outside.

When Xiao Ling and the others saw it, they hurriedly gave way to the side.

Live broadcast room, hey, these people!

……

Open the way for the big guy!

In front of the air, he can also act so professionally.

I seriously suspect that these actors came over from the Oscars next door.

Why is the camera shaking?

……

And downstairs, by the water tank, there are ten big men, and they are also ten sweaters.

Such a dangerous thing, letting the most cowardly one go, is really a bit of a bully.

All of a sudden, I was worried about the safety of my two brothers.

Now, they're going to find the kidnapped brother.

What will happen to him?

Back to this.

Xiao Ling and the others turned sideways to give way to the fat man.

The fat man squeezed out the door and walked towards another room.

That room, Xiao Ling remembered.

That's it, slaughterhouse!

Before the person reached the door, he smelled a super disgusting smell of blood.

Red and black blood flowed out of the door.

There was a man in the room who whined when he heard someone coming.

It's like the mouth is gagged.

Walk a little further.

See clearly.

The iron bucket by the doorway, the iron bucket used to store the offal and minced meat.

It's not just minced meat in there.

There was also a man inside.

Only one head is seen.

But from this head, it can be seen that it is the sixth child of the Mo family.

Such a strong man, who was placed in an iron bucket, could not stand, could only squat.

He couldn't squat all of them, because his neck was hung diagonally with a few steel bars and stuck to the wall of the iron barrel.

Only one head remains, exposed above.

In the mouth, there is a rag used to kill pigs and wipe blood.

His body was completely immobile.

Just think about it, you know how uncomfortable it is.

In front of the camera, those ten big sweaters, oh, big men, look even more uncomfortable.

The brothers behind Xiao Ling were about to shout out.

Suddenly, he remembered what Xiao Ling said not to make a sound, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.

yes, you can't make a sound, you can't anger the fat man anymore.

After all, in this fat man's territory, except for Xiao Ling, no one is his opponent. - Even if it's the former Xiaoling, it's not good.

This Mo doesn't know how many, just to confirm that Mo Liu is his own.

Although it looks pitiful, as long as you see that people are still alive, there is hope.

The next step is to find out why he was caught here.

"Man, I saw it." Xiao Ling said.

"I'm going to make sure he's okay."

"You can confirm it." The fat man said.

There was no block.

What does that mean?

Xiao Ling walked over in disbelief.

Reaching out, he took out the disgusting rag from Mo Liu's mouth and placed it on the edge of the bucket.

Mo Liu took a breath and wanted to scream.

Xiao Ling hurriedly covered it with his hand.

You can't make a sound, you can't provoke him.

Mo Liu seemed to understand and nodded.

Xiao Ling took out the lighter.

"Do you know it?" Xiao Ling asked.

Mo Liu took a serious look and nodded.

"Who's?"

"My boss."

"Who is he?" Xiao Ling pointed to the ink behind him.

"My brother, Lao Jiu." It turns out that he is Mo Jiu.

"That's fine. Just know what I'm here for. ”

"Lady boss, who the hell are you?" Mo Liu asked.

During the day, the proprietress was still squatting on the ground and looking at the withering flowers, and she was about to cry.

How could such a little girl, at night, be so cow in this place where she doesn't know what the hell!

I really underestimated her.

"You, shut him up." Xiao Ling said to Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu nodded, walked to the iron bucket, and covered Mo Liu's mouth.

Mo Liu shook his head, indicating that he was no longer talking.

Yes, here, they can all just shut up.

"Now, if I ask, you answer, don't say much else, understand?"

Xiao Ling looked at Mo Liu and asked.

Mo Liu didn't dare to speak, only dared to nod.

"Have you ever been to the room on the second floor during the day?"

Xiao Ling remembered that some rooms were not locked, and besides, the door of 202 was broken.

I don't know if this social person broke into it by himself.

Moroku nodded.

Sure enough, this is really a social person.

"Is there a flower pot on the windowsill of that room, there are no flowers, only a black flower stalk?"

Xiao Ling described what the pot of flowers left behind after Qiu Ping was gone.

Moroku nodded.

"What did you do with the pots?" Xiao Ling asked.

When Autumn Apple left, the flower burned.

At that time, Xiao Ling was not professional, and he didn't know what that meant.

I don't know if Qiu Ping really went, or if she ...... Is her heart dead?

"I broke it." Moliu spoke.

This...... Xiao Ling raised his hand and slapped him in the face!

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