As soon as he returned to his desk, a man led four guards over.

He danced and pointed at my computer as if he were talking about me.

I didn't know that man very well, I had only met him a few times, and I hadn't even spoken.

Two guards walked up to me and pressed my hands with sticks.

I haven't figured out what's going on yet.

The guard opened my computer and logged into my account.

My chat will appear on the screen.

And I also saw the message sent to the other side in the account.

A few of the messages made my head buzz right away.

There are a few more messages in the chat box that I didn't send.

I told a couple of fish I caught today that I was a liar and asked them to call the police for me.

The first time I saw this news, I was completely blinded.

Looks like someone took advantage of my time to eat.

However, we have a password for the computer at each workstation.

I don't know how my computer is turned on.

I quickly explained that I didn't do it.

Brother Dao rushed to hear the news, his face was solemn, and he saw the content on my computer.

I panicked and explained to Brother Dao that these messages were not sent by me.

Brother Dao didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

The man who brought the guards insisted that he had seen the messages I had sent.

I hurriedly retorted and burst into foul language.

"Put your mother's bullshit, if it was really me, why didn't I delete it?"

"Maybe you forgot!"

Listening to his bloody mouth, I scolded excitedly.

"You're numb, you're a ghost! Why are you hurting me?! ”

Instead, the man rolled his eyes and asked me what good it was to hurt me.

yes, what good did he do me.

I suddenly thought of the Hubei guy and the Sichuanese during the meal.

It felt like they were targeting me like they were premeditated.

I told Brother Dao what happened in the cafeteria again.

Ask him if he is in the same league as the two men.

Brother Dao glanced at me, and I saw his brow furrowed.

He had those two guys brought over as well.

The Sichuanese and the Hubei Yankees stared timidly at Brother Dao and timidly asked what was the matter.

Brother Dao also went straight to the point.

"Are the three of you in a gang, deliberately framing ghosts? Honestly admit it, otherwise you will suffer later. ”

The three of them shook their heads busily, and the Sichuan people emphasized.

"Brother Dao, what are we doing with him, they are all colleagues, and there is no business competition."

I was so anxious that I continued to scold.

"Bah, you must see that I have a lot of fish, and I am jealous."

Brother Dao yelled at me to shut up.

He squeezed my hand vigorously, and the wound burst open, and a stream of blood flowed out.

I was taken aback, and I saw a murderous aura rising from Brother Dao's body.

Knowing that Brother Dao was angry, I didn't dare to speak anymore and remained silent.

Brother Dao let me go and reprimanded me at the same time.

"I gave you a chance before, why don't you cherish it and make small moves?"

Brother Dao hated the tone of iron and steel, and then asked a few guards to drag me into the small room.

The fat man's body was still hanging in the doorway, his front swaying in the wind and turning towards me.

I saw the fat man's festering face, as if mocking.

Without thinking about it, I'm going to end up like a fat man.

I was dragged into the room, and Brother Knife pulled a knife from the waistband of his pants.

He slowly came up to me, not saying a word.

I thought I couldn't explain it anyway.

So if Brother Dao is a man, give me a knife.

I don't want to suffer the pain of a fat man.

Brother Dao said that since I want to do it simply, then he will fulfill me.

He raised his knife and pressed me against the table, the tip of which was aimed at my head.

With a thud, the knife fell swiftly down on my head.

I exclaimed, but I saw a flash of white light.

The knife stuck next to my head, half of it sank into the table.

I gasped for breath with nervousness, almost thinking I was going to confess here.

Brother Dao patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile that he didn't want to kill me, but just wanted to act with me.

I don't understand it, and Brother Dao is not interested in explaining.

He only said that the thugs would pretend to hit me later.

Let me yell in the room.

As long as I can make the outside think I'm being beaten in my room.

I timidly asked Brother Dao, didn't he punish me?

Brother Dao said that he knew that I didn't send those messages, and the three people outside took him for a fool.

Then he will do what he does.

I don't understand the meaning of Brother Dao's words, so I can only do what Brother Dao says.

Thugs smashed sandbags in the room.

I cried out for mercy in cooperation.

Then Brother Dao asked me to stay in the room, and he went out.

Just as he was about to go out, Brother Dao suddenly remembered something.

It was a punch to my face.

This time I was really in pain.

A stream of heat comes out of the nose.

Brother Dao wiped a handful of my nosebleed and wiped it on his face, and he said that he had to do a full set of acts.

Gotta show that there was blood on his body.

Then he led everyone out.

There was no one in the room, and I covered my nose to stop the bleeding.

Sitting in a chair and thinking for a long time.

I can't figure out why they me.

Could it be because I've been too valued by Brother Dao recently, and they're really jealous?

As it turned out, I guessed wrong.

In a place like Style Street, you can't think too simply.

Soon Brother Dao asked people to call me out.

On the balcony outside the room, the three people who had framed me were tied up.

When they saw me come out, they looked decadent.

Brother Dao pointed at me and said.

"They don't say anything about the purpose of framing you, you came just in time, let you see how to get them to speak."

I saw an iron bucket in front of me, and in an iron cage there were squeaky rats, and a liquefied gas and stove.

I don't know what Brother Dao thought of to torture them.

Brother Dao first asked the thugs to put the Hubei guy into the iron bucket.

Then he set up a burning stove under the iron bucket.

I originally thought that Brother Dao was going to roast him to death.

It turns out that what I thought was still too simple, and Brother Dao's cruelty was far more understandable.

He also had the squeaky rats put in.

Then he explained that the inside of the iron bucket will continue to heat up later.

The rats will find a place to escape.

Because the human belly is very soft, the rat will bite the human belly directly.

Drill inside and out, trying to escape.

Human entrails can be crumbled by rats.

It won't die soon, it will only slowly die in the heat and the bite of rats.

I was terrified to hear it, and I had only been here for a few days.

I've seen a lot of Brother Dao's terrifying methods.

I swallowed, thinking to myself that I must not provoke Brother Dao to be angry.

The man was still hard-mouthed.

Although his forehead was full of sweat because of the high temperature of the iron bucket.

He gritted his teeth and insisted that he was just jealous of me.

I heard rats squeaking in the bucket.

A few minutes later, the man suddenly let out a loud scream.

His expression was torn, he struggled in pain, and blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth.

The man wailed incessantly, his voice sharp and piercing.

The two men who were tied up turned pale.

And the man cried out, kill me, kill me.

Finally, the Sichuan people were frightened by this scene.

He cried and begged for mercy.

Tell me why I was framed......