Chapter 112 On the Road?
waited until the atmosphere of the scene was almost over, then he pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced at Xie Junyi again. The latter knows how to move the whole agenda to the next process.
I saw this arrogant man clapping his hands and saying, "Fellow students, please be quiet and think about what kind of person my little master is." Even if the little master of my family is really a cold-blooded and cruel person, can he sit back and watch you drink poisonous wine and remain silent, but you are now in the Watson Hotel under the name of the Sun family. Please think about it, even if Miss Sun is a really brainless person, could she sit back and watch so many of you drink poisoned wine in the hotel under her name? ”
"Rest assured, the wine you drank was dropped by Miss Sun again before the banquet began, and it was replaced with 100% orthodox genuine wine. If you don't believe me, look at my little master, she is still drinking, and she is drinking all the unmarked wine. As soon as the words fell, someone immediately stepped forward to check the wine bottles that Luo Qiong piled up in front of him, and it was really as Xie Junyi said, there was no mark. Since the parties have said so and done so, the hearts of a group of people have fallen back like that.
Although the heart was scared, it was not so easy to appease for a while.
It was also at this time that Xie Junyi attacked again, only to see him say with a high spirit: "As for those fake wines that have been manipulated? Since everything has been done, it can't be wasted like that, right? Horizontal and vertical is just a matter of imprint, and if they can add it, we can add it...... We just found some wines that had not been stamped before, and added stamps to them. It's as simple as that, waste, it's not right. Didn't the teacher always teach us to be diligent and thrifty......"
As soon as the voice fell, the scene fried again. Those who were pressed to the ground before, but still relied on these three inches of incorruptible tongue and wanted to get themselves out of danger, now one by one has really changed color. They cried and jumped, and clashed at their throats.
At this point, there is no need for words to disguise it.
They're all going to die, so what are they trying to hide?
With such an attitude, even if the White Lotus is to the point of being brainless, he can't say such words that these people must be innocent.
Naturally, no one will run out inexplicably, pointing at Xie Junyi and saying that this person is talking nonsense, the wine that was put out at today's class reunion is absolutely useless, and he is not brain-dead words such as being manipulated by his classmates.
Almost all the people present looked at the struggles of those former classmates and cried for help with cold and disgusted eyes. As the saying goes, love is deep, hate is deep. How much I loved in the past, how much I hate now.
One by one, the crowd gradually left the limp side, first the women, especially the female classmates who had brought the buns, who carefully withdrew from the restaurant with the buns in their arms. Then the men spontaneously stepped forward and surrounded these with their bodies forming a wall of flesh, forming a circle of separation.
Things have developed to this point, and no one is moved to sympathize with those who are paralyzed. You must know that because of the other party's selfish desires, he just walked through the ghost gate and returned to the yang world.
Those who have committed acts like the indiscriminate killing of hundreds of people, even if they are mere accomplices, do not deserve sympathy.
For such people who are not people, there is no need to take normal means at all.
Without Xie Junyi's order, the human wall spontaneously pushed the few people who had already been paralyzed on the ground to the middle of the venue, waiting for Xie Junyi's fate. It would be too merciful for a cold-blooded and brutal person like this to be dealt with only by the police.
Of course, the people who were thrown into the venue would not be caught. Some people struggled to break out of the crowd, run out of the hotel to seek medical attention or call 110 on their cell phones for help. There are also people who beg bitterly, and those classmates in the crowd who used to have a good relationship with them begged them to come forward to intercede for them, begging them to let them go.
However, no one paid any attention to them, even the softest-hearted, they just silently closed their eyes and twisted their heads to the other side.
Don't look, don't listen, don't want to.
You know, this is an indiscriminate slaughter that completely breaks the limits of human tolerance.
And the male classmates who surrounded the venue, they did nothing, but silently pushed those who struggled to get up, wanted to hit the human wall, and pushed them back again and again. Push back to the middle of the venue.
Then, after a few futile attempts, some people began to cry out and start infighting, and those who did not choose to say anything in order to be able to save themselves quickly began to confess and cry for help. They put their own online contacts, and even arched their guesses to the next level. To Luo Qiong's surprise, among the names that were confessed, there was neither Huo Dehua's name, nor Lian Xue's name, nor even Mr. Huang's name. Some only have the names of some local third-rate small entrepreneurs.
It seems that the accident in front of me that directly implicates hundreds of lives, not even a skirmish, at best, can only be regarded as the most preliminary test, to test how capable she Sun Xiaoyou is, how good her heart is, and whether she has courage.
Those who were almost completely defeated arched out all the relevant people they knew in one go.
They no longer ask for forgiveness, they just want to live.
You must know that before that, in order not to show themselves too conspicuously in the whole venue, these people drank a lot. Those who are drunk by them are blind and die-blind industrial alcohol.
It is true that when people's fears reach a certain limit, they can do anything.
These people cried and begged, wanting Xie Junyi to let him go quickly, and Sun Xiaoyou to let him go quickly, so that they could go to seek medical treatment. They may not be able to avoid their fate, but at least they have to work hard for themselves until they get it at the last minute.
It's a pity that Luo Qiong is still holding her small cup and taking small sips, and she won't say a word until the incident is completely resolved. And Xie Junyi was even more determined to let all his subordinates guard the gate of the top floor to the death, so as not to let any of them out. As for the window, someone had already blocked it for him, so there was no need for Xie Junyi to worry about it.
poured a whole glass of wine on the face of the woman who scolded Luo Qiong the most before, and then said with a smile: "Master, I am a person who says what I say, and I can't waste a drop of what I say." Those who make the fake wine will be responsible for drinking it all. If anyone is not careful, then it doesn't matter, I'll help him ......"
"If you don't know each other enough to want to resist, it doesn't matter, I have the means, master."
With a wave of his hand, he saw his subordinates bring props, a solid wooden chair that was very sturdy just by looking at it. Finger thick enough to lift the car's nylon rope, and a dedicated kitchen hopper.
He glanced at one of his subordinates, who knew how to lift up one of them who was limp on the ground, and pressed her to a chair without mercy, tying her up in a strong knot. Then, pinch the man's mouth open and tie a handful of chopsticks into it so that she can't keep her mouth shut. Finally, there's the matter of the funnel and the bottle.
Bottle by bottle, the deliberately manipulated wine was poured into the man's mouth.
Even if she vomited and choked, she would never stop, until finally the woman couldn't stand it anymore and passed out.
One by one, Xie Junyi concocted these people in the same way, and then waved his palm. Those who passed out were put on the side of the private room. He bowed to the entire venue and walked out politely. Although it was not known what the man was going to do to those people next, everyone present agreed that what was about to happen was definitely not a good thing.
It is even very likely that the bottom line of human beings will be broken again, so it will continue to be in a state of not listening, not watching, and not wanting to.
You know, those who were imprisoned almost took their lives and the lives of their loved ones. No one, not including the White Lotus, can continue to endure after being offended to this extent.
Almost all of them chose to ignore it as if it had never happened tonight, as if they had never seen so many people at the whole banquet. It's just that when their eyes met Luo Qiong again, there was a little more fear, a trace of fear that could even be said to be deep in the bone marrow.
His gaze swept over Ma Qinqin, who was so shaky that she was almost indistinguishable from a quail, and now Luo Qiong had completely lost interest in her. She's just been drinking, drinking, drinking.
It's as if once you get yourself drunk, the incident will disappear as if it had never happened.
……
That night, when the news of Sun Xiaoyou's return from the party was delivered to Dongshi, a phone call about an emergency meeting was quickly dialed, but the news of the return made everyone stunned.
Their chairman was not only drunk, but also drunk and unconscious.
So, I couldn't make it to the meeting on crisis management.
Unexpectedly, just a few glasses of wine, a word of drunkenness, would shatter the plan of these people who had been busy for most of the night. This is the difference between people, the difference between identity and non-identity.
Although he gritted his teeth and felt sorry that the arrangement he had been busy with for most of the night was invalidated, there was nothing he could do.
……
That night, Luo Qiong, who was in a state of soul, wandered in the garden on the roof again.
I don't know when the messenger who hadn't appeared for a long time quietly appeared behind her.
Holding the swaying pool water in front of him, Luo Qiong's voice was very strange, it sounded like someone was tightly strangled by her neck and couldn't make a sound at all. "It's dirty, my hands are still stained with blood after all." Open your hands, then clench your fists.
"But I don't regret it, I always get beaten passively, and then let those who really care and care about me get hurt. Just a pair of hands, if it's dirty, it's dirty. I don't care at all. ”
Then she looked up and looked at the man with sparkling eyes.
With that kind of look that doesn't care about everything, desperate for everything.
"You, you're here to take me away, because I, who absolutely can't change the fate of others, have interrupted other people's lives. So, you're here to take me on my way, right? ”