Chapter 0072 A scar with a story
Zheng Changsheng's seven-year-old age is the best tool for deception. His panicked eyes, his body shivering in the corner of the wall, and his terrified tone, successfully deceived the two of them.
"The second head of the family, this child should not have noticed anything. The immortal one should have fainted from hunger. Follow your instructions every three days, except water and a meal, just hanging him like this.
Let him not be able to live, nor die. Until he explains everything he knows, otherwise he will never be happy."
No wonder that man was as thin as a skeleton, so that's it.
It seems that the information held by this skeleton man is very important, otherwise they would not torture him like this.
This made Zheng Changsheng more interested in the skeleton man.
He was taken by the second in command and changed the place, which was a good place.
The sun is shining outside the window, and the birds are singing and flowers are fragrant in the courtyard. If you don’t consider being trapped in a thief’s nest, it is a very romantic place to relax.
If something goes wrong, there will be a demon, and there will be no pie falling from the sky.
There must be some requirements for giving you such good treatment. Even if you use coercion and temptation, you have to do something for the other party, which is the equivalent.
A bowl of white rice porridge, a plate of pickles, and two mixed steamed buns.
This should be a good meal. The scarred face that brought the rice to him swallowed hard and stared at him for a long time before speaking: "Child, eat, eat it, and write a letter to the adults after eating, and 50,000 yuan will be exchanged for your life."
When this guy said 50,000 taels of silver, he did not have any expression fluctuations. Instead, he cared about Zheng Changsheng's appearance of eating voraciously.
I guess he may not be able to figure it out clearly. Fifty thousand taels of silver can be used to make a mountain of money even if it is exchanged for copper coins.
Perhaps he knew that even if there was a lot of money, it had nothing to do with him, and it was far less important to him than to have a sip of a belly.
The steamed buns are a bit dry and they taste so bad.
Scar looked heartbroken: "I'm sorry, this is all food. It's really a young master from a rich family. I don't know how precious the food is."
While saying that, he carefully packed up the slag that fell on the table and then covered it into his mouth.
Judging from his food, he should be a hungry person, and he is comparable to a large man.
"Are you hungry?"
"Kid, it's not your business."
"You look like my servant, and I call that servant a privately," he said.
"Your servant is blessed. I have a bad life, but I have not called my brother and brother to the Lord."
Zheng Changsheng's little face was raised, looking harmless, and it was very deceptive.
Scar looked at Zheng Changsheng, patted his tender shoulder gently, and said, "I have a younger brother. If I live, I will be older than you. Unfortunately, I will starve to death for three years."
"If you want, I can call you brother."
"You are a smart child. Although I sympathize with you very much, I cannot let you go. You have your value and I have my mission."
This scar looks burly, especially the scar on the face, giving people a ferocious feeling.
But after a brief conversation, I found that I really couldn't look at people from the outside.
Some people have evil spirits on the outside, while others have ugly appearances but good hearts on the inside.
Although I don’t know why he committed himself to the thief, it is not difficult to see from his words and deeds that he is a good person.
Speaking of the word "good person", it seems a bit ironic in the thief's nest.
But that's the truth, Scar is one.
"Just call me Scar, they all call me that."
"Brother Scar, can you tell me how you came here? Are you tied here by them like me?"
"No, I'm willing to come here. This place was not what it is when I came here.
At that time, this was a paradise in heaven and a pure land on earth.
There is no sorrow, no worries, no hunger, and no bullying by Yuandog.
But since
He said this, but did not say it.
His eyes looked at the distant mountains, as if he was savoring the past, and a smile appeared inadvertently at the corner of his mouth.
He should be happy at this moment, he should be missing someone. This is Zheng Changsheng's first feeling.
Scar should be a person with a story, and may be able to help him.
Zheng Changsheng decided to take a gamble: "Brother Scar, do you know a man named Zhang Tianze?"
"How do you know this name?" Scar was a little excited and grabbed his normal shoulder.
It hurts so much, his hands are like eagle claws.
Seeing Zheng Changsheng grinning in pain, he was about to cry. Scar realized that he had lost his composure and quickly let go of his hand.
"Tell me, where did you hear this name?"
"If you call someone named Zhang Huan, I think I will tell you exactly."
A murderous intent appeared on Scar's face, "Who are you? What do you mean? Tell you, no matter where you know, I advise you not to use any tricks.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have left here alive."
Seeing Scar suddenly become crazy, Zheng Changsheng wet his back with cold sweat.
It turns out that "there are no good people in Hongdong County". As soon as I felt the warmth of the scar, I changed instantly and was about to kill people.
Grass
Scar cleaned up the dishes and left without looking back.
Zheng Changsheng looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed on the table, and wrote him a letter.
If you want money, as long as you write a letter, your mother will give it to you even if she loses everything.
But thinking about it makes me feel a little cowardly. I have inexplicably kind-hearted to save people, but I am kidnapped and blackmailed.
I was a little unwilling to accept it no matter how I thought about it. I picked up the pen and doodled it casually, and I suddenly drew the appearance of a skeleton man.
The empty eyes and thin hands looked like an evil ghost in hell.
I don’t know how Xiaoqi and the others were doing. I found that they disappeared. I guess they were all crazy, right?
My mother should have received the letter now. I wonder if she can withstand this sudden blow.
The last time I was abducted, my mother almost went crazy.
Thinking of his mother, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
At this time, my mother might have already reported to the official position and she has spread her hands everywhere to look for her.
But where is this? It's hard to say whether they can find it.
Time passed quickly in my random thoughts, and in the blink of an eye, it was already ten days of the hand lamp.
Scar didn't come to deliver food. Grandma's, I can't be hungry even if I want money. Is this what a professional kidnapper should do?
There is no reason to be hungry for meat tickets? He cursed in his heart, but he still couldn't stop his resistance.
Chapter completed!