While he was thinking frantically, the big guy behind him picked up his hand and hit him on the head.
Ji Xinghui wailed in pain, his head was dizzy, and there was thick liquid on his forehead flowing down his temples.
He was dizzy and wanted to die. His head was smashed?
These are all the sufferings in the world.
"Help! I'm going to kill someone, come and save me."
He yelled outside the iron-railed door, but no one responded.
More than ten other men who were imprisoned together sat quietly by the wall, silently watching him being beaten, with no intention of stepping forward to help him.
Ji Xinghui was small and weak, and could not withstand a few punches from the big man.
Seeing that he was being treated like a punching bag and his nose was bleeding, he quickly said: "I hate Ji Yuting! He bullied my cousin since he was a child. I will kill him sooner or later and make him pay a heavy price!"
The big man stopped punching and kicking him, looked into his shivering and frightened eyes, and sneered disdainfully, "With your body, you can't even beat me, you still want to kill Ji Yuting?"
He was finally free. The bruised and swollen areas on his body were screaming in pain. Ji Xinghui wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve and gritted his teeth and said: "I can't beat him, but I have brains. My father is Mr. Ji Er.
When I get out of here, Ji Yuting will definitely pay a heavy price!"
The big guy was a little convinced, "Is your dad very powerful? Can he really beat Ji Yuting?"
Ji Xinghui told nonsense, and in order to avoid being beaten, he told lies as often as he wanted.
"Of course, my father is much more powerful than Ji Yuting. If the old man hadn't protected Ji Yuting back then, my father would be the one in power now. But the old man is old. When he dies, Ji Yuting will no longer have a backer, so he can only
My dad and I are left at the mercy of each other, that's why Ji Yuting is so impatient to deal with me, and I won't let him succeed."
He looked at the big man flatteringly, "Ji Yuting has harmed many of your brothers? Don't worry, when I leave the National Bureau of Investigation in a few days, I will definitely help you get rid of this bad temper and help you take revenge on Ji Yuting!"
The big man looked at him all over. Although Ji Xinghui's face was rosy, the way he wiped the gold frame and even put on the glasses was indeed very different from the temperament of ordinary people.
"My name is Wang Qi. If you can really help me take revenge on Ji Yuting and pull him down from the top of the pyramid in S City, you will be my great benefactor, Wang Qi. From now on, I will protect this road in S City."
With you."
Ji Xinghui was very happy. He didn't expect to be in the NBI's detention room, which was a blessing in disguise.
"Thank you, brother. I keep my word. When I get out of this cell, Ji Yuting will die."
The big man Wang Qi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Remember your words, I will let you live a safe life here these days. No one in this cell dares to bully you, but when you get out,
You must remember what you promised me. When I go out, of course, I will find a way to contact you and inquire about your progress."
Ji Xinghui's forehead was stiff and his whole body was stunned.
He just made random nonsense and dealt with it. Will this person still want to rely on him in the future?
How could he, the dignified young master of the Ji family, be mixed up with such a gangster? Moreover, this man was emotionally unstable and would most likely turn against him in the future.
Although he despised this Wang Qi in his heart, Ji Xinghui did not show it on his face and accepted the agreement with him.
With such a big man covering him, Ji Xinghui was treated like an emperor in the detention room in just half a day.
He has priority in using the toilet. When police officers come to deliver water and food, he can drink first. He can even choose a dry and non-humid place in the corner where he can sit.
In just half the afternoon, Ji Xinghui started to drift off.
The detention was so boring that they didn't even have mobile phones. Dozens of men were either sleeping or looking at each other and staring at you, completely bored.
Ji Xinghui had a bad idea, "I heard that picking up soap is popular in prisons, but I haven't seen it before. He pointed at the two men in the cell who look the most trivial and the thinnest. Can you two give us an impromptu performance?"
Wang Qi immediately handed the names to the others, and the two people chosen by Ji Xinghui were forcibly pulled up by the other prisoners.
The two struggled and kept begging for mercy, "Brother Wang, Master Ji, please let me go! This kind of thing is too disgusting, I can't do it."