Chapter 291: Small Safe

Charlie was in a wheelchair with a thick cast wrapped around his legs.

When he heard the knock on the door, he thought that the takeaway he ordered had arrived, but who would have thought that when he opened the door, he saw Levendy.

Charlie's first reaction was that he was doing well, and Levendi was reluctant to let himself go, so he finally came to visit him.

However, he is stupid, and he still has a little ability to observe words and colors, otherwise he would not have won the favor of Levendi in the first place.

When he saw that the expression on Leeventi's face was not concerned or tangled, but fierce, with high-minded disdain, he knew that he wanted bad dishes.

However, he couldn't think of what Levendi's intention was to find him, he just thought that Levendi couldn't hold back the fire and wanted to come over to humiliate him, and even broke his leg that was still in a thick plaster cast.

He immediately made a mournful expression, hoping that with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, at least let Levendi let him go temporarily.

Otherwise, if Levendi really wants to beat him up again and break the leg he just picked up again, then he will really be in pain.

"I'm sorry! I know it's all my fault, don't you ......"

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, Levendi kicked him on the plaster leg and slid backwards with his wheelchair.

Then, Levendy closed the door, still with a fierce and cold expression, looking at Charlie condescendingly.

"I ...... I ......" Charlie still tried to use words to make Levinedi give up his revenge on him, but he was so nervous that he couldn't even finish his words, and the most important thing was that Lewindi's current expression and state were too scary.

Levendi dressed very casually, and his sideburns were disheveled, and his makeup was not at all.

The circles under his eyes are dark, his eyes are bloodshot, and he looks like he's big no matter how he looks. This state shows a bit of ferocity, which really makes Charlie feel a little desperate.

"What are you, do you still think I'm soft-hearted and want to come and see you? Now, you're going to be honest with me......" As he spoke, Levendy pulled out his pistol.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Charlie was simply distracted, of course he knew that Levendi's family, although it could not be said to be a murderous family, but it was definitely not afraid of being involved in a few life lawsuits.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me...... No matter what, I won't die of my crimes......" Charlie was so frightened that he almost forgot the pain in his legs, and now, he only hoped that Levendi was not really high, otherwise, in that state of confusion, as long as his fingers moved slightly, his life would be completely confessed.

He hoped that Levindi would still be a little more rational.

"Shut up! I don't ask you, you'd better not make a sound!" Levindi raised his hand, the butt of his gun slammed into Charlie's head, and he tried to dodge, but overturned the wheelchair and fell to the ground.

The whole person curled up in a ball, Charlie didn't dare to move, but closed his mouth very obediently.

In Charlie's mind, there is only one thought now, and that is to hope that the takeout he ordered can arrive quickly, at least, someone is outside, and Levendy is not crazy enough to dare to kill him in front of others.

Leavendi, on the other hand, glanced at Charlie who was shrunk on the ground with disdain, and walked to the head of the bed by himself.

After all, having been with Charlie for so long, she knew where Charlie generally put his money.

Pulling open the drawer of the bedside table, there was a wad of cash lying inside, but the amount was very small, basically five pounds of paper, which looked quite thick, but it would never exceed two hundred pounds.

It's not Charlie's fault, if he weren't staying at home now, he might not even have this little cash, after all, this is an era of mobile phone payment and credit card payment, and no one will carry so much paper money on their bodies.

"Do you have any cash at home?" asked Lewindy, turning around and pointing a gun at Charlie.

Charlie was stunned, and said to himself, this script is too strange, and Levendy came to me to rob the money? Is this to make me starve to death in the house in destitute?

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, of course Charlie knew that there was still a possibility of survival if she was trapped in the house, but if she didn't honestly hand over the cash, with Levendy's current attitude as if she was a nervous disorder, I am afraid she would really pull the trigger.

"And, there's ...... But not much...... I still have a lot of money in my card, you can take it all, as long as you don't kill me. ”

Charlie crawled on the ground, quickly found his wallet from the couch, and then took out the cash and bank cards inside.

"The password is your birthday, you know ......"

Looking at the thin few bills handed over by Charlie, Levendy frowned and asked, "You just have a little cash at home, don't you usually like to keep some cash at home?" I remember you have a small safe...... "Levendy said as he searched the house for the small safe.

Charlie trembled and said: "I was broken by someone, and I don't dare to go to the hospital, if I go to the hospital, those doctors will definitely call the police, I can only find the doctors in the market, saying that I broke my leg, although they don't believe it, but they won't ask too much." I gave all my cash to the doctor to pay for my treatment...... I'm really out of cash right now!"

Not believing it at all, Levendi walked up to Charlie, lifted his foot, and with the heel of his high heels, stepped on the plaster cast on Charlie's leg.

"What I'm asking you now is, where is your little safe hidden?" Levindi's heel pressed back and forth on the plaster.

The fragile plaster could not withstand the crushing of the heels of Leavendi's shoes, and soon cracked, and Charlie also felt a piercing pain, and he couldn't help but scream, and large pieces of sweat began to break out on his forehead.

His shout, just a little bit of a hint, felt a cold breath in his mouth, Levendy directly stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, lowered his voice, and roared: "Charlie, I'm not joking with you now, you'd better tell me honestly where your little safe is." Otherwise, you'll have an extra hole in the back of your head......"

Charlie was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the room suddenly filled the room with a foul smell.

Levendy frowned and covered her nose, but the gun in her hand was stuffed into Charlie's mouth again.

The muzzle of the gun almost stabbed into Charlie's throat, and Charlie only felt uncomfortable and retched. At this time, he finally realized that he used to like to let women give him deep throating, and it would be such an uncomfortable experience.

There was a whining sound coming out of his mouth, and Charlie's hands were waving, meaning that he had a gun in his mouth and couldn't speak.

Levendi pulled the gun back, and Charlie gasped for air, accompanied by incessant retching.

"Say, where's the safe?"

Charlie didn't dare to be verbose any longer, and rushed under the bed with a roll, and Levendy thought he was trying to hide, walked over, and easily overturned the bed made of steel frames.

Seeing Charlie lift a piece of the floor from the ground, Levendy realized that she had misunderstood him, and then she saw Charlie remove something similar to a small hotel safe from under the floor.

"Here, here, the password is 9627. ”

Charlie struggled to place the safe at Leeventi's feet and hurriedly reported the password.

"Turn it on......" Lavendi didn't want to do it herself, she called the shots.

Charlie hurriedly opened the safe, and Levindi saw that there were indeed several wads of cash in the safe, all of which were fifty denominations, and it was estimated that there would be one hundred or twenty thousand pounds.

It's not much, but it's better than nothing.

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