At six o'clock in the morning, Xiao Feng opened his eyes and woke up.
Xiao Feng turned sideways, looked down at Lin Lin in his arms, and couldn't help but smile happily.
Lin Lin put one hand on Xiao Feng's shoulder, and put the other hand on her chest, as if she was afraid of him attacking her chest. Her pretty face filled with youth, the corners of her mouth turned up, outlined a sweet smile, Slept very peacefully.
Xiao Feng kissed Lin Lin's forehead, gently took off her hand on his shoulder, sat up slowly, opened the closet and took out the clothes, put them on lightly, looked at Lin Lin, and breathed a sigh of relief. , did not wake her up.
Xiao Feng entered the bathroom, washed his face briefly, and checked the injury on his back in the mirror. It was scabbed. As long as he didn't exercise strenuously, there should be no problem. After leaving the bathroom, he threw in his cell phone keys and the like. Bag, opened the door and left the room.
When he came to the courtyard, Xiao Feng stretched his waist vigorously and moved his body a little. The stiffness disappeared and he regained his flexibility. He got into the car, started the car, and slowly drove out of the villa gate. When the distance was far away, After making sure he wouldn't wake them up, he stepped on the accelerator and roared straight towards Nancheng.
Nancheng.
Hellfire.
If it were normal times, this time period would be the quietest, but today is obviously different from usual.
On the east side of the backyard, there were more than two hundred Tianmen boys standing, all dressed in the same uniform, chatting casually.
Although the scene is noisy, if you look carefully, you will find that the faces of these young men have a look of exhaustion. Yes, they are the men who followed Huo Tian in the battle last night. These uninjured young men received the fire last night. God ordered us to gather in the backyard at six o'clock in the morning.
"Hey, what happened? I'm so tired that I just want to hug my girls and sleep."
"How do I know? It's probably something big,"
"Hey, it's not about giving out bonuses, it's 10,000 per person, that would be awesome,"
"Hey, what good things are you thinking about?"
There was a small group of a dozen boys, each chatting about their own topics. Some were guessing what they were doing today; some were bragging about their results last night, how many people each person killed, etc.
At half past six, Huo Tian and Lin Mo came out of the back door with expressionless faces and glanced at the younger brothers.
When the younger brothers saw the boss coming, they all hurriedly stood up and said hello: "Good morning, brother Tian, good morning, brother Mo..."
Huo Tian nodded, turned around and raised his hand, and several boys came out carrying a large pot filled with liquid.
The boys were all stunned. Why did they come out with a pot? Do they want to improve the food? There are more than 200 people and one pot.
"That's oil," a boy said as he recognized the liquid in the pot.
One after another, four more boys carried a large stove half a person's height and placed it in the center. A tripod welded with steel pipes was also carried out, with a hemp rope as thick as a thumb tied to it. It's sturdy and snaps onto the wheel on the top of the tripod.
The younger brothers stopped talking, they vaguely guessed something.
"Light the fire," Huo Tian said in a deep voice.
A few boys nodded, turned on a switch, and the stove was lit. The flames jumped very high and made a "ZZZZ" sound, as if it could melt everything.
"Set up the frying pan,"
Several boys worked together to lift the big pot, put it on the stove, and waited for the oil to boil.
"Are you all wondering why I asked you to come this morning?" Huo Tian glanced at the two hundred or so young men on the east side with a cold gaze.
None of the younger brothers spoke or dared to speak. Everyone could tell that the two elders seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Brothers, I took you to clean up the place last night, and finally went to the headquarters of the Skeleton Regiment. You all remember it, right?"
The boys nodded to show that they remembered.
"Do you know why Brother Feng is trapped there? It's because there is a traitor in our Tianmen. He took the enemy's money and betrayed Brother Feng. What should the traitor do?" Huo Tian asked loudly.
The boys looked at the frying pan and loudly replied: "Get out of the frying pan."
"Okay, get out of the frying pan. I asked you to come here today to witness the death of this traitor," Huo Tian said coldly, pointing his finger at the torture chamber.
"Get off the oil pan, get off the oil pan, get off the oil pan," the boys shouted in unison.
There was a roar of a sports car, and the bright silver Ferrari rushed into the backyard. With a beautiful tail flick, the car stopped steadily.
The car door opened, Xiao Feng got out of the car, glanced at the oil pan, and a stern look flashed on his face.
"Hello, Brother Feng," more than two hundred young men stood up straight and shouted to Xiao Feng, with respect that could not be concealed in their voices.
Xiao Feng nodded and smiled at the younger brothers, then turned to look at Huo Tian: "A Tian, can we start now?"
Huo Tian put his hand on the oil pan, felt the sizzling heat, and nodded: "The oil has warmed up." With a wave of his hand, several of the boys pushed open the door of the execution room and went in, ready to carry Xiao Shan out.
After a few seconds, a younger brother came out with an ugly face: "Brother Tian, something happened."
"Unexpected, did he run away?" Huo Tian frowned and walked quickly to the execution room.
Lin Mo also had a livid face and followed Huo Tian into the execution room to see what was going on.
Only Xiao Feng stood there, with the corners of his mouth raised, a faint smile, staring at the door of the execution room.
About a minute later, Huo Tian and Lin Mo came out, followed by a person, Ninth Brother.
Brother Jiu's steps were steady and he looked as if he was about to die.
"Brother Feng, Xiao Shan is dead," Huo Tian said in a deep voice.
Xiao Feng was not surprised and nodded with a faint smile: "He killed him, right?"
Brother Jiu suddenly raised his head and glared at Xiao Feng: "How do you know?"
"Haha," Xiao Feng walked up to Ninth Brother, smiled, and spit out an answer that made everyone laugh: "I guessed."
Brother Jiu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. The oil pan not far away was already smoking, and the oil temperature had reached the extreme. He knew that it would not be long before he would have to go down and boil the oil.
"The guess I mentioned is well-founded," Xiao Feng stretched out his hand and put it on Brother Jiu's shoulder: "Although Xiaoshan's injury was serious, it was not fatal. He died in just over four hours. The reporter said, before I left, I said, if he dies, then you can take his place in the frying pan. In this case, if he is in any danger, will you not tell Huo Tian or Lin Mo? , can you bear this responsibility? Look, both reasons prove that you killed Xiaoshan,"
Huo Tian and Lin Mo thought about it for a while and understood.
Brother Ninth looked at Xiao Feng and nodded like a bachelor: "Yes, I killed Xiaoshan, and I have no intention of hiding it. He is my good brother. He entered the Tianmen with me and lived and died together. After saving my life, he rebelled against the boss and deserved to be tortured in a frying pan. However, he is my brother. I don’t want to see him scalded to death in oil or even fried. Judging from his actions, he He deserved death; from my point of view, I couldn't bear his suffering, so I killed him."
The faces of Huo Tian and others changed slightly, and they all became a little moved.
Only Xiao Feng looked at it with a smile, but his voice was extremely cold: "Then do you know the consequences of killing him?"
Brother Jiu nodded: "Before I took action, I had already thought it through. What's more, you said before leaving that as long as he dies, let me take his place in the frying pan."
Xiao Feng put his hand on Brother Ninth's shoulder and squeezed it a little harder: "Now that you have thought it through, I will fulfill your loyalty."
When Brother Jiu heard Xiao Feng's words, small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He was not a saint, and he was very afraid of death. But even if he was afraid of death, he still did what he thought in his heart. What's more, it was Xiaoshan who begged him to do it. .
"That's all, Quan should have given Xiao Shan his life. As for whether he was hacked to death or scalded to death by a frying pan, it doesn't make any difference. They both have to die," Ninth Brother sighed inwardly and shook his head.
Xiao Feng retracted his hand and rubbed his temples: "Come here, lift him up and roll the oil pan three times."
"etc,"
Xiao Feng showed a sarcastic smile: "What I said just now was better than what I sang, but now I'm scared to death,"
"No, I'm not afraid of death. I want to smoke a cigarette, is that okay?"
Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded: "I can give you five more minutes to enjoy the last cigarette and see the world for the last time."
Brother Jiu took out cigarettes, the kind with red boxes from Nanjing. He hesitated, took out one and handed it to Xiao Feng: "Brother Feng, the cigarette is not good, don't dislike it,"
Xiao Feng took the cigarette, and Ninth Brother helped him light it. Then he gave the cigarettes to Huo Tian and Lin Mo. There was just one of his own left. He held it in his mouth and lit it. He took a sip and said to more than two hundred people. A younger brother smiled apologetically: "Brothers, it's my last cigarette, so I'll enjoy it by myself."
The younger brothers had strange expressions on their faces, all staring at Xiao Feng.
Brother Jiu blew out a smoke ring, raised his head and swept Xiao Feng quickly, and said in a low tone: "Brother Feng, when Xiao Shan is dying, let me bring you a message."
"explain,"
"He said that he was sorry for you, and if there was a next life, he would work hard for you like a cow or a horse,"
Xiao Feng said nothing, took a deep breath of cigarette and puffed it out.
"Xiaoshan is actually a very loyal and brotherly person. In any fight, he will be at the front and stay at the end. He betrayed you this time because his sister has leukemia and is in urgent need of money. He has recently been trying to borrow money. Somehow Ding Gu knew about it, and Ding Gu sent someone to find him and said he would give him 50,000 yuan to sell him valuable information. If the information was true, he would be given additional money as appropriate."
"At that time, Xiaoshan had already borrowed from everyone who could borrow money, and was even planning to sell blood. If his sister had not been leukemia, he would have even sold her kidney. He had gone through a matching procedure and the match was successful, so he would keep it. He took the kidney and gave it to his sister,"
"The doctor has issued an emergency notice, saying that if the kidney is not transplanted within two months, her sister will be dead. Xiaoshan struggled internally for more than a month and got several useful information, but none of them were sold to Ding Gu. , because he feels that he cannot be sorry to his brother,"
"But the night before yesterday, the hospital issued a critical illness notice, saying that if a kidney transplant was not performed within a week, his sister would be completely hopeless. He hesitated and struggled for a long time before he made the decision to betray you. Ding Gu also I promised to pay him for the surgery. Xiao Shan told me this when he was dying,"
Brother Jiu's voice was very deep, and even at the end, his eyes were moist.
