It's three o'clock late.

In a private house next to a factory in the suburbs of Jil City, Mang Ge was still in the room of the inner room by Dazhu and Guo Tuzi, and was locked on the heating pipe.

"No, what's the use of you messing with me?" Brother Mang sat on the ground and replied in confusion: "I'm just dead. Shouldn't others be messing with you, are you still going to mess with you?"

"Speak softly, the bomb is controlled!" Guo Tuzi squatted on the ground, pointed at Brother Mang's crotch and said.

"...Fuck!" Brother Mang cursed: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Play!"

Next to him, Dazhu flipped over Brother Mang a few times, then took out his cell phone and responded: "Call the store and say you have something to do temporarily and won't go back tonight!"

When Brother Mang heard this, he felt a little relieved, because he was really afraid that Dazhu and his group would be anxious and found a place for him to bury him.

"Where am I talking to you?"

"...Okay!" Brother Mang gritted his teeth and looked at the two of them, and could only nod and said, "Just call the first number, just do it!"

"I just care about your life-threatening character!" Dazhu replied with satisfaction, then asked Brother Mang to screensaver code and called Xiaochao one.

"Hey, Brother Mang, where have you been? I didn't even look for you to have a meal!" Xiao Chao asked in a normal tone after answering the phone.

"...Well, I'll go out to do something, you don't have to look for me anymore. I'll stare at the shop at night, and I'll go back tomorrow morning!" Brother Mang looked at Dazhu's little eyes, and then he didn't dare to say secret words.

"Then when will you come back tomorrow?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I...!"

“…!”

The two of them exchanged greetings on the phone for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

"I've finished the fight, you should take out the play in my crotch?" Brother Mang said to Guo Tuzi.

"I definitely can't take it anymore. I'll wipe it out for you tomorrow!" Guo Tuzi stood up and greeted Dazhu, "Let's go, drink!"

After saying that, Dazhu took Brother Mang's cell phone and followed Guo Tuzi out.

When Brother Mang saw that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately shouted and asked, "What kind of jb do you want to play with in my crotch?! When I fucking sat down, I was broken!"

...

That night.

After Dazhu and Guo Tuzi left, they had never entered the room. Brother Mang was sitting on the floor in the room. At first, he could hear the sound of eating outside. However, after 2:30, there was no movement outside.

In the cold winter, the temperature in northeastern cities at night has reached around minus 20 degrees Celsius, so let alone the relatively empty rural areas.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, it was the coldest time in Northeast China. Brother Mang sat next to the heater that had not been lit at all, his butt pressed against the concrete floor. The feeling was similar to squatting in an ice cellar. His whole body was frozen and he felt a little moved.

"Ha ha……!"

Brother Mang was sitting on the ground at first, but his butt was so cold that he could only squat up and kept blowing his breath in his hands. When it was time to morning, Brother Mang almost couldn't help but shout outside and asked Dazhu to throw a quilt for him. However, after a fierce ideological struggle, he still didn't open his mouth because he knew that Dazhu and his group were a little bit terrible, so he would easily get beaten up in vain when he shouted.

It was only after eight o'clock in the morning that the sunlight outside the window shook in, Brother Mang felt a little warmth and a faint feeling of sleepiness.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Erzhuzi pushed open the door, yawned and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"...No, what are you going to do?" Brother Mang asked Ao Qing with his lips.

"Are you not hungry? Then I'll leave!" Erzhu turned around and closed the door.

"Hungry, I'm hungry!" Brother Mang shouted quickly.

"Hungry?" Erzhu held on his feet, smiled and asked, "Did you do the shooting in the cosmetics store?"

Brother Mang was stunned when he heard this.

"Is it?" Erzhu asked again.

"...Yes!" Brother Mang thought for a while, and decided not to lie, so it would be easier to get rid of it.

"Ah! OK, I understand!" Erzhu nodded and turned around and was about to leave.

Brother Mang asked with a confused look on his face, "What about? Where is the meal?"

"What kind of meal?"

"Don't you ask if I'm hungry?"

"Ah, I'll ask!" Erzhu threw down and hung it on the door.

"Damn it, you won't give me some food, ask me to fuck your father's old basket?" Brother Mang squatted on the ground and cursed.

...

afternoon.

Brother Mang couldn't hold on and leaned against the heating pipe as soon as he fell asleep, Guo Tuzi carried two buckets of cold water with ice and poured it on Brother Mang.

"Ao!"

Brother Mang shuddered and sat up with a thump.

"Fuck you! Is it cold?" Guo Tuzi stretched his neck and asked.

"...What are you going to do?!" Brother Mang asked almost crazy.

"Damn you!"

Guo Tuzi threw down a sentence and turned around and left directly.

At night, when it was almost four or five o'clock, Brother Mang was extremely dizzy and his body was still in high fever. His whole consciousness began to blur. After the clothes he was covered with water, they were all frozen into ice. As long as he moved his arms, he could hear the creaking sound.

"What are you going to do...!" Brother Mang lying on the ground, shouting to the door in a weak voice, but there was still no echo outside.

In this way, after Brother Mang was locked up in the room for another three or four hours, when he was almost broken and was about to commit suicide, Lin Jun inserted his pocket with one hand, pushed open the door and walked in from outside.

"brush!"

Brother Mang lay on the ground and opened his eyes, turning his head to look hard.

"Bang!"

Lin Jun walked to Brother Mang, stretched out his feet and kicked Brother Mang in the head, lowered his head and asked expressionlessly: "Did you suffer?!"

"...What do you want to find me?"

"Do you know how long Xiao Cui has been with me?" Lin Jun squatted down and asked, patting Brother Mang's cheek.

"...huhhhh!!" Brother Mang gasped violently without saying a word.

"If you are like this, you will waste bullets if I break it!" Lin Jun frowned and looked at Brother Mang, gritted his teeth and responded: "If you throw you here for three days, can you freeze on the ground, do you believe it?"

"What the hell are you going to do!" Brother Mang asked with all his strength and roared.

“…!”

Lin Jun took out the cigarette box from his pocket, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and continued, "If you want to go back to Zhao Wu now, there is only one way!"

Brother Mang closed his eyes and pondered for a while, shook his head and replied: "I can't be used as an eye for you... I can't even die!"

"Haha!" Lin Jun looked at Brother Mang and grinned.

"After Feng Zi's death, Zhao Wu was guarding against newcomers, for fear of ghosts!" Brother Mang explained in a hoarse voice: "If we want to work in Tang Ren, we must have something to be held in him! I have no family... so he asked for my elder brother's address, as well as work unit and children's school... to work for you, they have nothing to do! Do you understand?"

"Is that true?" Lin Jun looked at Brother Mang with his neck crooked.
Chapter completed!