Chapter 112: The Danger at Hand
There was a mess on the table.
Overturned wine glasses, spilled wine, gnawed chicken bones, half-curded gravy, shiny peanuts, melon seed pots with big mouths, bowls crooked to the side, and chopsticks......
It's like a battlefield, a battle between people and food, the corpses of food are still here, waiting for people to clean up, and they are no longer here, they all go into the room inside.
The phone on the table vibrate, but no one paid attention to it, and it was Bright's phone number.
The flashlight had turned on the camping light mode and hung on the ceiling, flickering, bright white light illuminated the rough room, but it failed to illuminate the faces of those people, only a pair of bloodshot eyes, those bloodshot as if there was a red light.
Lu Jia shrank in the corner of the bed, using her body to block the bed grille that was bent but could not be broken, she tried hard, and her hands were blistered, but the iron rod that looked very rusty was not as fragile as she imagined.
She didn't get her hands on her weapon.
And those few suddenly broke in, it had nothing to do with Lu Jia breaking the bed grid, their fists and talking in the outhouse became louder and louder, almost shouting out, and in the gibberish, the fragrant and delicate little girl in the room was lifted up again.
The kidnapper known as Lao Han doesn't seem to have a very high status, and he is not respected by several other people, and the ridicule gradually turns into ridicule, and then gradually turns into cold sarcasm, Lao Han can't stand the excitement, his emotions become more and more excited, and his voice is getting louder and louder.
Eventually, he couldn't stand the excitement and broke into the back room with a few others.
At this time, the closest to the bed was Lao Han, he gasped, his eyes wandered on Lu Jia's body, swallowing a mouthful of saliva from time to time, the fiery in his eyes represented the most primitive instinct of living beings, and his expanding nostrils seemed to be burned by the hot gas that spewed out, and they were red.
I couldn't take my eyes off it anymore.
The few people in the back were talking unpleasantly words, and the occasional laughter was very harsh, like a pack of jackals that had found their prey, expressing their excitement with a whistling sound.
Lao Han stretched out his hand and stretched out to Lu Jia's chest, his hand trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of excitement, fear, or adrenaline at work, the thick wine that spewed out of his mouth made Lu Jia feel nauseous.
She pushed Lao Han's hand, but she couldn't push it away, but was caught, and her thin arm was held in her rough big hand, so that the blood couldn't circulate.
It hurts, but Lu Jia desperately held back, clenching her teeth tightly, she knew that screaming would make the other party more excited, and resisting also had such an effect, but she couldn't let the other party ravage her.
She kicked out with her shrunken foot and kicked on Lao Han's face.
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"Hey, your subordinates don't answer the phone, what's the matter with me? My phone voice has been turned on, if someone is rescued, I will receive a message, not yet, it means that I haven't been rescued yet." Sun An was lifted in the air by the collar by the stout bodyguard, and looked at Little Blair walking around the path between the sofa and the coffee table.
He was answered with a heavy punch in the already numb face, and the blood was thrown on the wide wall-mounted TV screen, and the new blood continued to flow down on top of the old blood that had dried up.
Little Bright ignored Sun An, hung up the phone, dialed again, and continued to walk around here.
More than ten seconds passed, and no one answered the phone, he scolded and threw the phone out, the phone smashed against the wall, the back cover and battery fell off, and the screen also fell out of the spider web-like cracks.
"What a pity, you don't want to...... Cough...... For me. Sun An finally laughed, but the smile was ugly because his face was so swollen.
The people outside heard the scolding, and someone knocked on the door and asked, "Mr. Bright, are you alright?"
"Get out!" Little Bright poured his anger on the policeman outside, looked at Sun An again, walked over and kicked Sun An in the calf, and then was stunned, "Ha" laughed, and then laughed again, as if he had lost his mind.
After laughing for a while, he regained his composure and said to his bodyguard, "Put him down." ”
As soon as the bodyguard let go, Sun An, who had no strength, fell to the ground, panting violently.
Little Bright walked over, squatted down, and asked him with a smile: "I almost fell for you, if your so-called friend has already gone to save people, then why don't you leave, and stay here and be beaten?"
"I'm not lying. Sun An lay on the ground, squinting at Little Bright, "I'm waiting for the information, when the information to save the person comes, I can say a cruel word, and then leave in a chic manner, although it is no longer chic, but the cruel words must be put away, otherwise I will not be happy in my heart, which will lead to constipation." ”
This is a madman.
The sluggish little Bright finally came to this conclusion, this is the objective evaluation given to him by the vast majority of people who know Sun An, politely say that he is a weirdo, and unceremoniously directly say that he is a madman, Sun An naturally accepts all the orders.
Many people think that he is suicidal, but in fact, he does not want to die at all, and the occasional death is actually evidence of cherishing his life, but it doesn't look like it, because he has 60 meters more time than others.
Sun An and the others here are indeed here to say cruel words, but they are not all cruel words, and there is a more important reason to prevent Little Bright from letting his men hurt Lu Jia, if Little Bright does this, he will destroy his mobile phone, now it seems that there is no need, Little Bright has already helped him complete this.
"It's just...... Why didn't the kidnapper answer the phone?" This made Sun An a little uneasy, could it be that something happened to Lu Jia?
"F*CK-U!" Little Bright stood up and kicked Sun An in the ribs, but Sun An raised his hand to block it, but he didn't give up, and kicked it again, and kicked it again......
Sun An couldn't stop it, hugged his head and shrank up, and used his back to withstand Little Bright's kick, he never fell, just because it was too dangerous to fall, and it was difficult to defend against the opponent's attack, let alone unload.
Fortunately, little Bright hung one hand, his balance was not good, and he couldn't go all out, if he changed his bodyguard, he might soon be able to kick Sun An's internal organs rupture.
But if you keep kicking like this, you will still be kicked.
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Lao Han drank a lot of wine, reacted slowly, was kicked in the face, and was kicked back two steps.
The people standing in the back laughed.
"It's still a little wild cat!" someone exclaimed excitedly.
Lao Han didn't feel excited, his nose hurt a lot, and what hurt even more was his face, he was angry, he screamed and pounced on Lu Jia.
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