Curly half lay on the motorcycle and smiled: "Brother Song, how do you get it today?" ”

"Naturally, you can do whatever you want."

Foul language, open yellow language.

A bunch of scoundrels laughed.

Wen Ran endured.

The clerk at the convenience store had already seen Wen Ran, so he hurriedly came out of the counter and shouted across the road, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Jianzhang looked back and spat angrily: "Disappointment!" ”

The clerk of the convenience store stood on the side of the road, but he didn't dare to rush forward, so he could only pull his voice: "If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police." ”

Song Jianzhang looked at Wen Ran, thinking that today was indeed not a good time, he took out his mobile phone and shook it: "Come, leave a phone so that my brother can find you." ”

Wen Ran looked at him directly, and his voice was thin but deep: "Get out." ”

"You. . . He. How does Mom speak? Curly said fiercely, "Don't toast and don't eat and drink!" ”

Song Jianzhang raised his hand to stop the curly hair, put the phone back in his bag, picked up the helmet and put it on, and smiled lewdly at Wen Ran: "There are many opportunities!" You! Waiting for my brother to come to you! You can't run away! ”

After saying that, a vulgar laugh was heard, accompanied by the roar of the engine.

It wasn't until the motorcycle went far away that the clerk at the convenience store ran over and cared about Wen Ran: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Wen Ran smiled stiffly, "Thank you just now." ”

"These scoundrels, it's so unbelievable."

“......”

"Miss, you have to call the police." The clerk reminded.

Wen Ran nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

After thanking the clerk again, Wen Ran quickly went back.

She was angry and afraid, and gradually relaxed when she entered the community.

Wen Ran didn't choose to call the police, she knew that calling the police was useless for this kind of ruffian.

To deal with scoundrels is to use the same methods as scoundrels.

Wen Ran has no connections in Shanghai, and she doesn't want to tell her family about it, for fear that they will worry. Besides, a small ruffian like Song Jianzhang who plays with a spear is not enough to mobilize the public.

Wen Ran searched for a security company on the Internet, intending to use money to get it.

She searched for China Security Group, and felt very familiar for a while, and when she clicked in and saw the chairman of China Security Group, her surname was Shi, and she remembered it instantly.

Shi Ze!

It was too late, and Wen Ran sent a message to Shi Ze the next day, roughly explaining the situation.

In the afternoon, Shi Ze replied to the message, and directly dialed a voice call.

Wen Ran explained the matter in detail and asked, "I only know so much information, can I find it?" ”

Shi Ze sneered: "Your question is a bit insulting." ”

Wen Ran paused, serious: "I want to solve it as soon as possible, the price is not a problem." ”

"I'll talk to you about favors, and you can talk about the price for me?"

“......”

Shi Ze sighed: "I thought you regarded me as a friend." ”

"Don't dare."

Shi Ze was directly blocked by Wen Ran, he suppressed his breath, laughed dryly, and asked directly: "Tell me, where is your bottom line?" ”

Wen Ran pursed her lips and thought about it, her head was full of foul words, and she was ruthless: "Your company's bottom line." ”

Shi Ze snorted: "Isn't it my bottom line?" ”

"It's not." Wen Ran is not a troublemaker, she doesn't know Shi Ze, she doesn't know his bottom line, but she knows that the bottom line of a listed group is at least safe, "According to your company." ”

"Okay."

Shi Ze hung up the phone and followed someone to investigate Song Jianzhang.

It didn't take long for the person to be found, and the information was sent.

After reading it, Shi Ze smiled contemptuously, just this kind of person, he doesn't need to make a move.

He felt bored, and just wanted to find a few people to clean up the garbage, when his head flashed, and he suddenly had a new idea.

He dialed Yan Wangshu.

Shi Ze: "Brother Yan, your Pagani pole is running, right?" Borrow it from you! ”

Yan Wangshu's voice didn't fluctuate: "Open it yourself." ”

"Don't you ask me what I'm for?"

"Don't ask."

"Well, I'll say it myself." Shi Ze painted his voice, "It's just that there is a female friend who was harassed by a group of unpopular things, and was blocked by them on a broken motorcycle on the side of the dim road in the middle of the night, you think about that scene, tsk!" When she told me, she cried so much that I ......."

Yan Wangshu interrupted: "So? ”

"So? So I have to help her get it back, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye......"

Yan Wangshu felt that he had nothing to do, so he interrupted again: "Hang up." ”

"Wait!" Shi Ze stopped, "You also know this female friend." ”

“......”

I didn't hear Yan Wangshu's voice for a few seconds, Shi Ze was impatient, and said the answer directly: "Wen Ran." ”

“......”

There was still no sound on the other side of the phone, Shi Ze: "You're not interested?" So I'm hanging? ”

Yan Wangshu sighed heavily, and the phone was changed to the other side of his ear: "When did it happen?" ”

"Just last night."

"Got it."

Shi Ze saw that he had to play, and smiled: "What do you know?" ”

There was no response on the other side of the phone, and the sound of a busy line was heard.

Shi Ze: Damn!

******

It's night, and it's sweltering.

The sky was dark, and the transparent gray clouds obscured the faint moonlight.

Ahead, like an abandoned factory, the closed rust-red tin door had peeled off its color, and the door hand was wrapped around a few rusty chains, and a small black lock hung on it, which had been cobwebed.

There is no way.

The motorcycle stopped in front of the tin gate, and the occupants of the car propped up the ground with one foot and turned to look behind them.

Because of the panic, his foot slipped on the gravel road and fell to the ground with the motorcycle.

There are no neon, no street lights, and no hustle and bustle.

If he hadn't been forced all the way here, Song Jianzhang wouldn't have known that there was such a place in the bustling city.

Song Jianzhang got up from the ground, turned around, and saw uniform black vehicles parked on both sides of the gravel road in turn.

The car turned on its low beams, illuminating the overgrown grass and discarded steel tools on the road.

People dressed in uniform get out of the car.

He was tall and sturdy, with a grim complexion, standing sideways on the side of the road, looking well-trained.

Then, two strong men walked towards Song Jianzhang.

Song Jianzhang was dumbfounded, stepped back in fear, didn't know what he tripped on, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

His feet rustled on the ground and he asked with a trembling voice, "What are you doing?" What do you want to do? ”

Until his back was against the iron door, there was a 'bang', and there was no way to retreat.

Strong men stood on either side of Song Jianzhang.

Song Jianzhang looked around with his scalp on his head, and saw that these people were as inactive as robots, so he got up and wanted to run.

He had only taken a step before he was restrained by a leg sweep from the strong man next to him. Then, his hands were pressed against him, and the crisp sound of bones shifting was accompanied by the man's screams of pain.

The next second, it was the sound of human flesh hitting the iron door.

Song Jianzhang was thrown back again.

He sat on the ground, clutching his arms in pain, sweat breaking out of his head.

He didn't dare to run.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep my other hand.

He didn't know what big man he had provoked, so he was so frightened that he repeated with a whimper: "I was wrong... Wrong......"

Suddenly, a dazzling bright light shone over, illuminating Song Jianzhang's eyes, and he only heard the sound of the wheels of the car slowly rolling over the gravel, like a machine running over a person's bones.

The strong light suddenly contracted, Song Jianzhang looked over, and saw a charcoal black sports car with a very low chassis parked more than ten meters in front of him, and the combination of the cabin cover and the rearview mirror was like a dragon head, domineering and awe-inspiring.

It was pitch black inside the car, and nothing could be seen.

A scarlet flash of fire flashed inside the car, imprinting a blurred outline.

Then, the man's hand came out of the window, and he gently rested a thin cigarette between his fingers. His fingers were slender and well-proportioned, and if it weren't for the large size and slight green tendons on his arms, they would be more like women's hands.

The smoke swirled gently in the night, burning quietly.

The occupants of the car smoked slowly.

For Song Jianzhang, every second is more terrifying than the last.

Because, waiting for death is more terrible than death.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he knelt directly on the rough ground, hugged his arms and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Let me go... Please spare me a lot, sir......"

Finally, the cigarette only burned to the end, and the bony hand never reached out of the car window.

The door of the car rose upwards like wings, and the man stepped out of the car, tall and straight, with delicate and handsome features.

He stared down supremely, his eyes sharp and cold.

Song Jianzhang's voice begging for mercy stopped abruptly, and he was speechless, only trembling.

Yan Wangshu walked forward, step by step, all of them were the sound of sand and gravel.

His indifferent expression shows the nobility that he can ignore the rules of the system.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Slowly looking sideways, he bent down and pulled out a steel pipe about half a meter long from the discarded steel tools on the side of the road.

His hands hung naturally, and the steel pipe made a sinuous trail on the gravel ground.

Song Jianzhang kowtowed desperately, hit the gravel of his head, and said incoherently: "I was wrong... I was wrong... Spare me... I'm not worth getting your hands dirty... I'm not worth it... Please... Spare me....."

******

An hour later, Yan Wangshu's car stopped at 'Lanyu Wind'.

He got out of the car and walked to Shi Ze's car.

Shi Ze has been there for a while, and he is playing with his mobile phone at the moment.

Yan Wangshu knocked on the window, and the window landed.

Shi Ze: "Why did you call me here?" ”

"Call her down."

Who is she referring to, Shi Ze immediately understood, and then broadcast a voice call to Wen Ran.

Shi Ze: "Solved... Would it be convenient for you to come down now? ... At the door of your community... Let's go into more detail. ”

When Shi Ze hung up the phone, Yan Wangshu said, "Change the car." ”

The two changed cars.

Yan Wangshu looked out of the car window: "You go back first." ”

"No, Brother Yan, are you crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?"

Yan Wangshu gently hooked the corners of his mouth: "You want to stay and watch?" ”

"Can you?"

"What do you say?" Yan Wangshu asked rhetorically.

Shi Ze cut and started the car to leave.

Yan Wangshu leaned back in his chair and looked sideways at the door of the community.

After waiting for a while, I saw a petite figure walking out slowly.

Wen Ran wore a large white T-shirt, the length of the T-shirt reached the thighs, only the edges of the sports shorts were exposed, and the straight and slender legs were as tender as cheese.

Her hair was loosely tied in a ponytail, revealing a small face, without any makeup, but she was extraordinarily bright, looking like a pure and immature high school student.

Wen Ran stood at the door of the community, looked left and right, and picked up his mobile phone to take a look, looking a little confused.

Yan Wangshu didn't call her, and looked at her cute appearance with extra leisure.

Finally, the little girl finally turned her gaze in the direction of the vehicle.

Her steps are slow, which can be described as small broken steps, and the appearance of probing her brain is indescribably cute.

Until she walked to the front of the car, Yan Wangshu reached out and pressed the window of the passenger seat.

The little girl's eyes were shining, and her pink lips were uncontrollably slightly opened.

After looking at Yan Wangshu for two seconds, Wen Ran greeted: "Mr. Yan." ”