According to the phone call between Qi Han and Wen Qing, Yin He's men determined Wen Qing's location, but the two places were too far apart, so by the time Yin He's men arrived at the location they had located a few hours later, Wen Qing had already left in the morning. "Ω pen "Fun Pavilion Ω."

When I went to call Wenqing's private phone again, the response was turned off.

But fortunately, Yin He's men did not startle the snake, they sent people to wait near the bar where Wen Qing appeared, while checking the surveillance in the city, low-key and efficient secret search, a few days later, finally caught Wen Qing who was buying a gun in the black market.

Before Wen Qing could react, he was knocked unconscious by a knife from Yin He's hand, and when he woke up, he was already in a dimly lit strange box, with his hands tied behind him, lying on the cold floor.

Like a VIP wing room of a private high-end club, the decoration is gorgeous, but the air conditioning temperature in the box is extremely low, and the light is slightly dim, which only gives people a cold and weird solemnity, without a little entertainment atmosphere.

Wen Qing sat up from the ground, shook off the ice water splashed on his face, and then looked up at the man sitting in front of him, on a black leather sand, Yin He.

Although Wen Qing was surprised that Yin He caught him so quickly, he was not surprised in his heart.

Of course, he didn't think the Yin River in front of him was so terrible....

Because he doesn't have much fear of death right now.

The meaning of his life has long been used by Yin He...

"Why don't you speak?" Wen Qing looked at Yin He, who had a strange face in front of him, and smiled lightly as usual, "You should have a lot of questions to ask me, right?" Want to wait for me not to recruit myself? ”

Yin He didn't speak, but the man standing behind him stepped forward, picked up Wen Qing's collar's clothes, and pressed Wen Qing on the tempered glass table surrounded by fan-shaped sand.

With one side of his face pressed against the tabletop, Wen Qing couldn't move like a nailed specimen, and he struggled twice before he stopped moving.

"Yin He, you can't scare me." Wen Qing didn't have a trace of fear in his eyes, and sneered leisurely, "I've been your subordinate for so long, and I've seen a lot of how you deal with people." ”

"I'm not going to intimidate you." Yin He's face was expressionless, and he said slowly, "Wen Qing, I believe that you know me better than others, and what I decide to do, unless I give up myself, nothing can stop me." ”

Wen Qing looked at Yin He with difficulty and smiled sarcastically.

"Yes, I know you very well, so I know that you seem calmer than anyone else now, but in fact, your patience and fear have reached a critical point...."Wen Qing's smile was even more wanton and arrogant, "Anyway, Mr. Yin has lost a lot of weight than the last time we met, what's the matter?" Dreaming that your lover has turned into a ghost and comes to you? ”

Yin He's face was not shocked, but this suffocating silence made him look motionless as if he was about to touch it.

There seemed to be something more piercing than frost in the air....

"Wenqing, I'll only ask once." Yin He still spoke slowly, "Where did you hide that urn?" ”

"I've drunk too much wine to dispel my sorrows these days." Wen Qing chuckled, "Forgot... ：

"There's no hurry." Yin He's body leaned back lazily, "I'll give you time to sober up." ”

Yin He's men soon used their usual torture methods against Wen Qing, and in front of Yin He, they did not use too bloody methods, but the methods were equally cruel.

Wen Qing's heart-rending cries filled the dark box, although he was stubborn, he was only flesh and blood after all.

"I... Say..."Wen Qing, who was lying in front of the foot of Yin He, sticky blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and said weakly, "I'll tell you.... Where are the ashes...."

Yin He raised his eyebrows slightly, he thought that Wen Qing would be able to last at least three minutes....

"I'm sorry Mr. Yin....." Wen Qing raised his head with difficulty, pulling the corners of his mouth to pull out a playful sneer, "I put your lover's ashes... In five times... sprinkled on the ..... of five shopping malls in ** city In the urinal. ”

Yin He's face instantly seemed to crack.....

"Calm down Mr. Yin.... I'm here... There's another piece of good news....." Wen Qing continued to smile darkly, "that is, the sewers of these five shopping malls are connected, you only need to collect the sewage in the pipe where they meet, and maybe you can get your lover's 'corpse' back to ......"

Without waiting for Yin He to react, Yin He's subordinates dragged Wen Qing up from the ground like a rag doll, and then two heavy fists were dug into Wen Qing's abdomen, Wen Qing was like a cramped shrimp, curled up on the ground in pain, and there was no reaction for a long time.

Wen Qing knew very well that he would definitely die if he fell into the hands of Yin He, although he had planned to use Yin He's lover's ashes to calculate Yin He, but at present, all he had left in his mind was how to make Yin He suffer before he died.

Because Yin He's painful appearance is the picture he wanted to see the most before he died....

Death was nothing but a reunion with his brother, and the pain he endured before death should be a punishment for his inability to avenge himself.

Now, he's fearless.....

"Mr. Yin, Rong's subordinates will solve this kid now." Yin He's subordinates pulled out guns and pointed them at Yin He's head, he had been with Yin He for the same long time, so he knew very well how strongly Wen Qing's words just now stimulated Yin He.

He couldn't even imagine how much concentration Yin He used at this time to withstand Wen Qing's stimulation.

Even if Wen Qing's words are clear, there is only one ten-thousandth of the credibility....

"No, you don't."

After Yin He finished speaking, he got up and walked to Wen Qing, he picked up one side of Wen Qing's face with his toes, looked at Wen Qing's painful gasping appearance, and said slowly, "You are still going to use Qiu Feng's ashes against me, how could you throw this bargaining chip, but I still have to say that you really know how to provoke me." ”

For a moment, he was convinced, and almost became a madman....

A hint of strangeness flashed in Wen Qing's eyes, but he pursed his mouth tightly and did not speak again.

Yin He squatted down and took out a red bracelet in the shape of a small figure carved from a peach pit from his pocket.

"Remember that?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Wen Qing's eyes as he gave up struggling, but it disappeared in an instant.

This bracelet was carved to him by his favorite brother when he was in the orphanage, and he treasured it for many years, but then he woke up drunk and disappeared, and he always thought that he had lost it.

Although he didn't know how it fell into Yin He's hands, he wasn't curious about it now......

It's something very precious, but it's not surprising to a person who is about to die.

"Is Mr. Yin also interested in the things of the poor?" Wen Qing chuckled softly.

"Don't worry, there's more..."

Yin He said, taking out a similar bracelet from his pocket, and the peach pit on it was carved into the shape of a mouse.

Wen Qing looked at the bracelet in Yin He's hand in a daze, and instantly the blood in his whole body boiled in shock.

As soon as Wen Qing raised his head, Yin He's subordinates reached out and pressed his face violently, pressing his head to the ground.

Yin He stood up contentedly and looked condescendingly at Wen Qing, who was almost out of control.

"How do you have this?! How the could you have it! Let me go! Wen Qing roared like crazy, "Yin He! ”

That's his brother's...

It was his dead brother's.....