Wang Yu lowered his head and smelled the smell of Gong Xiaomi's body, vomited, and said, "This has to be washed." ”

"It's not because you locked her up here, she used to be a very beautiful girl, and she sang and played the piano in the bar every day."

"Alright, you don't have to worry about her." Wang Yu put down Gong Mi and pushed me out of the room.

Lin Qiuyang came down the stairs, wearing a long raincoat, a white mask on his face, and rubber gloves on his hands.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Avenge you." As he spoke, he pushed open a door that had never been opened, and I took a closer look, where an operating table lamp was placed next to a cold metal bed, and various knives were neatly placed on the cart, shining in the light.

This is where I remember that it was the last place where Kwang Eun-joon stayed before he died.

I held on to the door frame with one hand, my legs trembling and I couldn't step in.

"If Cheng Cheng is scared, he can go up there and watch TV and have a cup of coffee, and I can handle it quickly." Lin Qiuyang turned his back to me and was picking out the scalpel.

"Brother... Can I do it myself? ”

"I'll hear what you want to do."

"I'd like to beat them up first to relieve my anger, you know I've had itchy hands lately."

He stopped and looked back at me, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, leave the wounded one to me, he won't live tomorrow until the bullet is removed." ”

Wang Yu and Zhigang moved a chair and sat in the distance to watch me punch and kick Zhuang Chen and Mao Yiting.

The cotton cloth on Zhuang Chen's mouth fell out, and his face was blue and purple, and he endured the pain and gasped.

On the surface, I seemed to be vigorously venting my revenge, but in fact, I didn't dare to kick at the point, and my strength weakened when I approached my body, so at least it didn't cause serious internal injuries.

"Hiko... Yan Cheng··· Please·· Leave me alone..." Zhuang Chen curled up and begged bitterly, I secretly glanced at Wang Yu and Zhigang, and said ruthlessly: "Let me let you go?" You didn't seem to show me mercy when I was on the boat, so why should I let you go now? ”

"Have I ever helped you, when... At the police station, I reminded you to beware of Chen Hongbo. ”

I slapped my head and remembered what had happened at that time, as if I had really received his favor.

"Since you have the heart to help me, why do you still harm me."

"Yes... I'm sorry, we have reached a tacit understanding a long time ago, in fact, no matter who comes to the ship, it will be difficult to go back. I originally wanted to wait for Chen Hongbo to hurt you, and then take care of you and let you thank me, but it's a pity..."

"You're doing a good job, but what's a pity? It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, and now it's your turn to eat and go around. ”

"Please... Please let me go, my family can afford as much money as you want. Zhuang Chen reluctantly knelt up, leaned on my lap and pleaded bitterly.

Mao Yiting, who was curled up next to him, also nodded violently, and his mouth made a 'woo woo' sound.

They are all children of rich families, how have they suffered these crimes, I looked up at Wang Yu and them.

He smiled and asked, "Soft-hearted?" ”

"No~~ I just want to ask if it's appropriate to have more money."

"Let's lock it up for a few days, and then talk about it when their family is looking for them all over the world, the boss seems to have called the 'old ghost', after all, organ harvesting is still a profession."

Zhuang Chen cried in fright when he heard the organ harvesting.

I was scared to hear it, especially when I thought of Kwang Eun-joon, who died at a young age, and the wounds of his body that had lost his internal organs, and I can still feel his grief and despair before he died.

"What if... I said that if their family contributed enough money, would they send the people back completely? ”

"It's hard to say, it depends on the mood of the boss, it's too dangerous for us to live, it's not as safe as the dead."

It is true that Wang Yu said something, but after all, it is a few lives, and I have to find a way to save them.

At this time, Lin Qiuyang came out of the dissection room, half-holding his hand with rubber gloves, which was stained with Chen Hongbo's blood, and it was still falling.

"Zhigang, you go and clean it up, people may not be able to do it, if Wang Yu dies, you can find a place to deal with it."

"I understand, I just made a friend from the crematorium recently, and I can burn it for some money." Wang Yu said lightly.

I hurriedly ran to the room to inspect Chen Hongbo, lying topless on the cold metal bed, blood flowing down the groove into a bucket, his face pale and terrifying, his lips were blue, and he was breathing weakly.

The bullet had been taken out and placed in the tray on the trolley, and the wound had been stitched up, but his state at the moment was really not optimistic.

"Brother~~ He needs a blood transfusion."

Lin Qiuyang took off his raincoat, gloves and mask came behind me to look at me, and said, "Yes, but I don't have that kind of thing here." ”

"I have a way."

Thinking of so many people in this room, there must be someone who matches Chen Hongbo's blood type.

Zhuang Chen said that his blood type was the same as Chen Hongbo, and I quickly pulled him back to the dissection room.

After working for a few hours, Zhuang Chen and I were relieved to finally see Chen Hongbo recover a little bit of blood.

The four of them were re-tied up and watched by Zhigang, while I went back to the upstairs living room and lay tired on the sofa.

Lin Qiuyang brought the freshly brewed black tea and put it in front of me, and said, "I know Chengcheng's nature, you will never be able to be a person like me." ”

"Whoever said that, I just think that if he dies like this, it will be too cheap for him. I planted him three times, and the last time I almost let him succeed, this hatred is great! ”

"Uh-huh, your way of revenge is to save him, and then what?"

I got up from the couch and picked up a cup of black tea and savored it slowly.

He replied, "And then... Then I'm going to see my mother, who lost her son, and give her a little more hope, and then despair, and hope, and torture again. ”

Lin Qiuyang laughed when he heard me say this.

"So, no matter how tortured you are in the end, you finally want to see a happy ending, right?"

"Brother~ Don't be naïve, although it is said that the moon is cloudy and sunny, but it can really be round for a few days, Chen Hongbo has a big waist and a round waist, and he is sorry for his tendons and flesh if he doesn't throw black coal kilns at him."

"Hmm~~ Chengcheng's idea is good, and the old ghost doesn't have to go here on purpose."

I patted my thigh and said approvingly, "Yes, yes, I heard that the old ghost is quite old, and it must not be good to travel long distances." ”

"When this matter is dealt with, where does Cheng Cheng want to play? I'll take you. ”

I remembered that I saw an advertisement on TV a while ago, and a large amusement park was built in the east of Fengtian this year, and I didn't have the opportunity to play when I was a child, and I always envied the children in the city that could go to that kind of place, so I proposed to take Yanhuan with me.

Lin Qiuyang agreed.

We chatted over tea, I didn't touch sensitive topics, he was kind as before, only occasionally my eyes swept the stairs leading to the basement, still worried about the people who were being held there.

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