In the East District of Dachuan City, this is a warehouse dedicated to storing goods.
Late at night, it was dark here, with only one warehouse still shining with a faint light.
"Ah~!"
Suddenly.
A scream came from the lit warehouse.
The door of this warehouse was closed, and several chandeliers hanging from the ceiling illuminated the situation inside the warehouse.
The warehouse was filled with wine bottles and fast food boxes, and the smell of cheap cigarettes filled the room.
Behind the door, several men with cigarettes in their mouths sat on the floor. They formed a group, drinking wine and playing cards. From time to time, they blew out a few smoke rings or uttered a few curses.
It seems quite normal?
But at the other end of the warehouse, the same few people dressed in simple clothes did not look like good people.
These people are all powerful and have ruthless expressions. Each of them holds a golden stick in their hand. You can tell they are ruthless characters at a glance.
"Well, the salesman, it's so late at night, you still have to guard this turtle son here, why don't you just shoot him to death?"
At this time, one of the men with scars on his face actually pulled out a golden pistol from his waist and pointed it at a man lying on the ground who was tied tightly with layers of gold foil.
The most cruel thing is that, in order to prevent the bloody man from breaking free, several gold nails were specially driven into the man's palms, shoulders, and even his back.
In this way, the gold foil can be firmly nailed to the human body.
Now, the man lying on the ground had his clothes taken off, his naked upper body was beaten until it was covered in blood, and he could not move. He did not know whether he was dead or alive.
The blood dyed the gold foil on his body red, and the gold and red gold foil looked alluring and weird.
As for his face, which was also beaten beyond recognition, he could only barely identify it through some facial features. The man whose face was beaten with blood and looked like a pig's head was Zhang Xiaoxiao, whom Li Leping had not seen for a week.
"no."
A man with splayed cheekbones and small eyes walked over.
This man's expression was also extremely fierce. He looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a sinister look in his eyes.
He seemed eager to shoot Zhang Xiaoxiao to death.
But the man with small eyes still reached out and pressed Scarface's gun-raising hand, and stopped him: "It says you can't kill, so you can't kill."
"Ahem..."
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoxiao, who was bound by layers of gold foil, woke up.
He coughed up the blood accumulated in his throat, and there was even a hint of burnt smell in the black blood.
I haven't seen Zhang Xiaoxiao for many days. Today, Zhang Xiaoxiao is much more vicissitudes than when he was in Qingshi Village. His skin color is withered and yellow, his skin is also skinny, and the skeleton of his face is wrapped in skin.
He looked as if he was dozens of years older, and when he breathed, he only had air coming in and no air coming out.
Every time he took a breath, he even let out a painful and low groan, as if his lungs were being eroded by something, making every breath he took extremely painful.
"If you have the guts, beat me to death. You grandsons, I will blame your mother!"
After being beaten like this, he still had the energy to say harsh words.
The voice is extremely weak and a bit sharp, like fingernails scratching a blackboard. As soon as you hear it, you will feel an inexplicable irritability in your heart.
as expected.
As soon as he finished his cruel words, he was hit with several more sticks on the back of his head.
"How dare you pretend to be a big head here if you cut off your head? I'll beat you to death."
After saying that, the scarred man raised the golden stick in his hand, and each stick was a dead blow, all aimed at Zhang Xiaoxiao's head.
"Ah~!"
Zhang Xiaoxiao let out several more shrill screams, and the back of his head was dented.
With such an injury, most people would definitely be dead.
But Zhang Xiaoxiao, the ghost controller, was not easily beaten to death. He had been beaten countless times during these days.
He could feel pain, he could scream, but he just couldn't die.
The supernatural power of the dry pipe eroded his body, making him no longer a normal human being, and naturally he was not that easy to kill.
However, the severe pain caused by the dent in his head still caused him to pass out again.
"call."
The scarred man took a deep breath, and a ferocious smile appeared on his lips.
"Although it's annoying to have to guard this monster every day, when I'm sandbagging like this, everything seems worth it."
In the eyes of Scar Man, Zhang Xiaoxiao's tenacious vitality became a toy to vent his anger.
After all, for a person who cannot be beaten to death no matter how hard he is beaten, for a mentally unhealthy person like Scar Man, every time he hears Zhang Xiaoxiao's painful wails and screams, as well as the sound of cracking bones, he will be shocked.
Feeling inexplicably happy.
Thinking of this, the scarred man couldn't help but feel the desire in his heart, and swung the stick several times at the unconscious Zhang Xiaoxiao.
The sound of broken bones and the sound of swinging sticks hitting skin and flesh could be heard again.
Only this time, Zhang Xiaoxiao did not respond. His whole body was torn apart and black blood was spread all over his body, making him look particularly terrifying.
"Tch, that's really boring."
When he didn't get a response, the scarred man lost interest. He spat on Zhang Xiaoxiao, then looked at the man with small eyes, and said impatiently: "Boss, we still have to guard here.
How long does this stupid coin last?”
"I don't know." The man with small eyes seemed to be the leader of this group of people.
He glanced at Scarface, and then said: "But after we collect the money, we'll stay here first."
"Hmph." Scarface pulled out a chair and sat on it with his legs crossed. "I don't know how long I have to guard this place. If it were any other time, I would have hugged one with my left hand and the other with my right hand on the bed.
Comfortable……."
But just when he hadn't finished speaking.
"Dong dong dong."
Suddenly.
There was a knock on the iron door of the warehouse.
The voice was urgent, as if the person knocking on the door was in a hurry.
"Um?"
Immediately, everyone in the warehouse looked towards the door.
"Are they Binzi and the others?" Scarface looked towards Lao Dadao.
Of course, there are more than just these brothers in their warehouse. There will also be a few people outside the warehouse.
Otherwise, if someone comes to the door, I'm afraid the people in the warehouse will still know nothing about it.
"Something's wrong."
The boss who heard the knock on the door was very cautious. If he narrowed his already small eyes like this, he really couldn't see his eyes.
If it was one of your own, why didn't you say anything when you knocked on the door?
"Go and see who it is." The boss shouted to the younger brothers behind the door.
The drunken and drowsy boys at the door didn't even turn their heads. They looked at each other, stood up, and staggered over.
"Zila——!"
The iron door was opened a crack, the light shone out, and a certain boy took a look outside through the crack.
Immediately, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the dim light did not completely illuminate the person outside the door, the boy inside the door still recognized at a glance that the person standing outside the door was Binzi.
"Binzi, why are you..."
Several boys opened the iron door and complained at the same time.
But before they finished speaking, several people were stunned on the spot.
As the door opened, and when they saw the people outside the door clearly, their eyes suddenly became horrified, as if they had seen something terrifying.
At the other end of the warehouse, the boss and Scarface looked at the iron door that was slowly pushed open, and their hearts suddenly shrank.