Along with the sound of inhalation, a spicy and pungent smell of spices rushed straight to the brain.
Zhao Xingsheng slowly opened his eyes. His groggy brain and weak body prevented him from reacting much even if he recalled being stunned and kidnapped.
He tried hard to raise his head, glanced around with a confused and irritable look, and then lowered his head weakly.
"How long did you cover him with anesthetic in the car last night?"
Ai Liang put down the hot and sour noodles in his hand and asked Pan Junyuan.
"During the bumpy ride, I held him intermittently for more than ten minutes for fear of waking him up, and then when I was changing cars and moving, I held my hand for another ten minutes..."
"I said what's going on." Ai Liang looked helpless.
Normally, people who are stunned by sevoflurane will wake up within a few minutes if the amount of inhalation is not large.
Ai Liang used hypnotic suggestion to increase the time to several hours.
After the hypnotic suggestion was lifted, I should have woken up long ago from the anesthetic, but I was delayed until now.
It can only be said that Zhao Xingsheng was also very lucky, but he was not choked to death by Pan Junyuan.
However, Zhao Xingsheng woke up late and had the advantage of being late. Ai Liang took advantage of this time to go home and refill the buff for the nanny in the house, and bought two breakfasts on the way here.
It's a pity that in front of his enemy, even if he knew that Zhao Xingsheng had no intention of killing his parents, Pan Junyuan still had no appetite, so Ai Liang had to eat two breakfasts alone.
Ai Liang walked up to Zhao Xingsheng with hot and sour noodles. After swallowing the noodles in his mouth, he squatted down and asked, "Can you speak?"
"who are you?"
Zhao Xingsheng, who had recovered slowly, said the first sentence.
"I advise you to find out who is kidnapped before you do anything... I am from Toyosaki. If I find out about you, do you think Toyosaki will let you go?"
Well, pretty standard intimidation process.
Suck.
Ai Liang picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the vermicelli, then slowly stepped aside and winked at Pan Junyuan, meaning that the next step is your business.
Pan Junyuan stepped forward: "Toyosaki already wants to kill me, tell me how much more trouble you can cause?"
"you……"
Zhao Xingsheng looked up at Pan Junyuan, his eyes widened: "It's you?!"
"No one will bring you all the way here except me."
Pan Junyuan took a deep breath: "Do you know where Xu Le is?"
Zhao Xingsheng's face twisted: "What did you find out?"
"A lot." Pan Junyuan said expressionlessly: "It was Xu Le who instigated you to set the fire behind your back. Tell me where Xu Le is."
Zhao Xingsheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled ferociously at Pan Junyuan: "Haha, guess what?"
Looking at Zhao Xingsheng's malicious smile, a fire of ignorance ignited from the bottom of his heart.
Snapped!
Pan Junyuan slapped Zhao Xingsheng's face hard, and his palm began to feel numb due to too much force.
Pan Junyuan clenched his fists to relieve the numbness in his palms, and continued to ask: "Where is Xu Le?"
"Pooh."
A mouthful of bloody spit sprayed onto Pan Junyuan's legs, and the man who raised his head still smiled with that desperate smile.
"Little brat, haven't you eaten?"
"Ahhhh!!!"
Pan Junyuan howled hysterically.
Immediately afterwards, fists hit Zhao Xingsheng's face like a rainstorm.
The sympathy he felt when listening to the recording, and the calmness with which Ai Liang described his plan to overthrow Toyosaki, were all forgotten by Pan Junyuan because of the completely unrepentant smile in front of him at this moment.
The muffled sound of the fist hitting the flesh lasted for dozens of seconds. Pan Junyuan, whose fist hurt, kicked Zhao Xingsheng and the chair to the ground, and his eyes began to roam around the garage.
Finally, Pan Junyuan found what he was looking for.
A tire lever.
With red eyes, Pan Junyuan rushed to the crowbar, grabbed it and was about to hit Zhao Xingsheng.
But when he turned around, his arm was clamped.
Ai Liang held the plastic bowl in one hand and held Pan Junyuan in the other.
"Calm down, I asked you to ask questions and I didn't ask you to beat the person to death. Even if you want to beat him to death, you have to get the information first."
The latter didn't listen at all, but struggled hard: "Let me go!!!"
Ai Liang ignored him and took another sip of soup from the bowl.
A few minutes later, Pan Junyuan found that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of Ai Liang's hand. When he ran out of strength, he finally put down the crowbar in his hand and sat down on the ground.
After a while, I actually started crying.
The emotions that had been suppressed for half a year found a breakthrough at this time.
Pan Junyuan didn't want to show his weak side in front of his enemies.
He gritted his teeth and tried to hold back his cries, but the sobs easily broke through the blockage of his lips, and instead made his voice become nondescript.
Ai Liang sighed, threw the plastic bowl into the trash can, and patted Pan Junyuan on the shoulder.
Ai Liang did not laugh at Pan Junyuan. The more a person suppresses himself, the more hysterical he becomes when his emotions break down.
Mr. M had expected this scene a long time ago, so he specifically asked Ai Liang to follow Pan Junyuan.
"The meal is finished, now it's time to change people."
Ai Liang crossed Pan Junyuan and came to Zhao Xingsheng to hold up the chair.
Zhao Xingsheng opened his mouth, and blood-streaked saliva fell from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Pan Junyuan who was sitting on the ground and howling lowly and said disdainfully: "Trash."
Perhaps Pan Junyuan previously thought that Zhao Xingsheng was forced and also a victim, and he should not put resentment on him.
Now, Zhao Xingsheng has taught this innocent young man a good lesson.
Zhao Xingsheng would never repent for accidentally killing two families. What made him uneasy was not the condemnation of his conscience, but the fear of losing everything he had after the incident was exposed.
How can someone who does dirty work for the Toyosaki Group have such a thing as a conscience?
"Huhu... Huhu... Which path are you on?"
Zhao Xingsheng took a few deep breaths, turned around and began to ask Ai Liang questions.
Pan Junyuan's crying appearance gave him a lot of confidence.
'Hey, hey, hey, can you bear it when a prisoner talks to you like this?'
An Liang suggested full of malice: 'There seems to be some soup left in the hot and sour rice noodles just now. Pinch his eyeballs, add the remaining soup and chili sauce and pour it into his eye sockets.'
Ai Liang was helpless: 'Why is it that every time you open your mouth, it's either bloody or curious? This is an interrogation, not torture.'
'Hey, why don't you have any idea? When you pressed Shopi to the ground before...'
Before Anliang could finish speaking, Ai Liang sent him into the small dark room again.
"Why don't you say anything? When this kid asked you to help him kidnap people, did he say that the people he wanted to kidnap were Toyosaki's people?"
Zhao Xingsheng, with a swollen face, said inarticulately: "Following this kid will lead to a dead end. Being able to get me here single-handedly proves that you are very capable. Do you want to come and help us? My boss appreciates capable people the most."
Ai Liang didn't answer.
He did not intend to follow Zhao Xingsheng's words.
Ai Liang stood behind the chair, held Zhao Xingsheng's shoulders with both hands, slowly leaned over and said in his ear: "Do you want to know how your wife Yu Feng is doing now?"
Whispering softly is like thunder.
Zhao Xingsheng, who had always faced the two of them like a ruthless and tough guy, froze.