Changhe held his mouth tightly with both hands, and blood flowed from the seam of his hands and dripped on the floor.
A cut was made, it hurt so much, covering the face is not considered disfigurement, not much, it will not cause disability, and it will not bring life danger. If Ye Shaofeng is held criminally responsible, this should be considered disfigurement, but it is actually a serious injury. , but compared to other types of serious injuries, the level is lower.
Ye Shaofeng was careful in his actions. He couldn't let him die here completely, and he definitely couldn't let him feel relaxed. He relied on his literary talents and his face to deceive women into liking him and defrauding them of their money. Therefore, he If you show your face, you can't keep it.
Mr. Changhe was trembling all over and was speechless. Ye Shaofeng played with the knife in his hand and said, "I'll make a deal with you."
"You...you've gone too far..." Mr. Changhe spoke with great difficulty. He didn't even open his mouth once, but the wound on his face was painful.
"You don't need to speak, you just need to nod and shake your head. Of course, you'd better nod, otherwise, there will be a bloody hole on your other mouth," Ye Shaofeng said.
Mr. Changhe did not dare to speak and could only stand there in pain and panic.
Ye Shaofeng said: "At that time, when Mrs. Li died, only Li Hongwei was present, right?"
Mr. Changhe nodded quickly.
"Fart, that night, you and Mrs. Li were obviously stealing at his house. Huan, you were also there."
Mr. Changhe quickly shook his head and said: "No, no, I...I was not there, I was not there..."
Even though my mouth hurts, I still have to say that it hurts. This is a big thing related to the name.
"You were not present. Is there any evidence of alibi? Who can prove that you were not present at that time?" Ye Shaofeng asked.
He Changhe did not have any alibi. After the incident between him and Mrs. Li was exposed, he ran out quickly. Because he was nervous, he wandered around, fearing Li Hongwei's retaliation, so he did not dare to go home, let alone meet him. He was afraid of being betrayed. He knew Li Hongwei's power in the Northeast, so he had always been hiding from him, and even thought about running away.
It wasn't until Li Hongwei himself went to the police station to surrender that this kid came out to be at large again.
Changhe was even more panicked, because he really couldn't find any evidence of alibi, and he really couldn't defend himself.
"Why are you nervous? Am I right? At that time, it wasn't Li Hongwei who killed him, it was you Chang He or something like that."
"You...you are so slanderous, I...how could I kill her,"
"Why didn't you kill her? You did it for money, Mrs. Li. When you asked Mrs. Li for money, she refused to give you money and told her husband about it. You were so angry at that time , just kill him. After the killing, his husband just happened to come home, and you just escaped, right?"
"You...you're talking nonsense," Mr. Changhe shouted excitedly. He opened his mouth, and the wound on his mouth was pulled. The gap became even bigger, and even connected to the corner of his mouth. The whole mouth seemed to be... It was like someone had torn it apart.
Mr. Changhe was in terrible pain, but Ye Shaofeng still didn't let him go, saying: "You plead guilty. As long as you plead guilty, I can save your life. If you can't beat me, you will spend the rest of your life in prison. If you don't plead guilty, you will survive." But today, and you will die miserably, every part of your body, I will not let you have a good place," Ye Shaofeng said.
"You...you are too arrogant...I want...I want to call the police,"
Ye Shaofeng smiled, took out his cell phone from Mr. Changhe's trouser pocket, threw it into the sewer of the toilet, and said, "Why did you call the police?"
"You...you..." Mr. Changhe was so angry that the corners of his mouth cracked again. The pain was unbearable. In the end, the pain actually made Mr. Changhe faint...
When Mr. Changhe woke up, he found himself in a simple wooden house. He wanted to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't open it at all.
Next to him, a big man wearing a greasy coat and Mr. Sha Zhu wiped the blood on his hands with a white towel. Ye Shaofeng next to him said: "It has been sewn up, and the cuts and wounds on his mouth have been sealed. It has a small opening at the corner of his mouth, and you can pour water and liquid food into it to prevent him from starving to death."
"I wrote 'dead man'," Ye Shaofeng said with a smile.
This 'dead man' is the number one surgeon at Longtang in Heilongjiang Province. He only treats people in the alley and has mastered many surgical techniques. He used to be a military doctor in the US Navy SEALs. Later, due to racial discrimination in the army, he was of Chinese descent. This kid got into a fight with someone in the army and was expelled. Later he joined the ranks of mercenaries and traveled to Southeast Asia and other regions.
Later, it became the chief medical clinic of Chang Miaoke and his family's drug manufacturing factory in Southeast Asia. When Ye Shaofeng first came to Heilong Province, he was introduced by Chang Miaoke, and this kid stayed in Longtang.
After Mr. Changhe fell into coma in the toilet, Ye Shaofeng called the people from Longtang. Many young men from Longtang came over and quickly transported Mr. Changhe to the 'Dead Man' while no one was around, and performed some facial wound treatment. , not only sealed the wound on his face, but also sealed his mouth, leaving only a small opening for eating.
When Ye Shaofeng saw that Mr. Changhe had woken up, he asked the dead man to go out first, and he wanted to chat with this gentleman.
Ye Shaofeng grabbed a handful of a plastic bag filled with white powder on the coffee table and put the white powder on a piece of white paper.
This white powder is actually drugs. There are a lot of drugs in the dead man's place. These drugs are not placed here for sale, but to make anesthetics to relieve pain.
However, today the white powder has other uses.
Ye Shaofeng picked up the white paper filled with white powder and rolled it into a roll. The size of the roll edge was exactly the same as the size of his nose.
Ye Shaofeng took the scroll and sat next to Mr. Changhe and asked: "Boy, do you know what this is?"
At this time, Ye Shaofeng had already taken off his sunglasses. Mr. Changhe was also considered a person who cared about politics. He recognized at a glance that this person was Ye Shaofeng, the current governor of Jidong Province. He was the crazy man who could even drive Zheng Wanhe off his horse. figure.
Mr. Changhe struggled to run, but he found that not only his mouth was sealed, but his hands and feet had been nailed to the wooden board with steel nails, and he could not move. He looked at his wrists and ankles. The blood was flowing out, but he didn't feel any pain at all. This was actually because the anesthesia on his limbs had not diminished in effectiveness.
I don’t feel any pain now, but when the local anesthetic on my hands and feet wears off, the heartbreaking pain of having steel nails poked into my palms and soles will be vividly felt...