Jiang Zhihao could feel the pain on his forehead, but the expression on his face remained calm, without any fear or panic.
In the previous life, I had a huge amount of wealth, and the dangers I experienced were much more serious than this. There is no shortage of people in this world who are willing to take risks.
His calmness made Peng Jinwei and others even more unhappy. What they wanted to see was this man yelling in panic, crying and begging for mercy. Only in this way would they feel more accomplished during the fight.
But Jiang Zhihao was not afraid of them at all, and instead threatened them.
Li Zihang said: "Brother Peng, I think this guy just won't shed tears until he sees the coffin, give him something cruel!"
"Of course, but it can't be used in a van. Let's wait until we get out of the car!" Peng Jinwei said.
Not long after, the van drove into an abandoned factory at the urban-rural fringe. Jiang Zhihao had been tied up and dragged down like a dead dog.
Li Zihang looked at this scene excitedly and wanted to take out his mobile phone to record it, but Peng Jinwei slapped his hand and scolded him with a glare: "You are stupid, can you film this kind of thing? What if someone sees it?"
Are you killing yourself?"
Li Zihang smiled and said: "I don't want to see it for myself..."
"I don't care whether you want to see it yourself or show it to others, but you are not allowed to take pictures!" Peng Jinwei said.
Naturally, Li Zihang would not fall out with Peng Jinwei over this matter. He did not have the courage and could only follow in obediently.
The factory door was closed, and Jiang Zhihao was lying on the ground, being kicked from time to time.
Peng Jinwei walked over, squatted in front of him, reached out and patted his face hard, and said: "Boy, let me give you a chance. Kneel down and say sorry honestly, and promise never to pester our Miss Qi Qi again. Maybe
I can make you suffer less."
"I'll also give you a chance. Now let me go and kneel down to apologize. Maybe I can consider letting you suffer less." Jiang Zhihao gritted his teeth.
"Hey, this guy is pretty tough, brothers, give him something tough!" Peng Jinwei said.
Someone has already brought an iron rod over, with a ferocious look on his face.
Li Zihang jumped up like a monkey and laughed loudly: "Hit him! Break his legs first and see how he can still jump!"
At this time, Peng Jinwei's cell phone rang. He picked it up, looked at it, and then said to his subordinates: "Brother Feng called me. I'll answer it over there. You guys teach him a lesson first."
"Okay!" One of the men waved the iron rod in his hand and smiled strangely.
Peng Jinwei didn't care about them. He had done this kind of thing once or twice, and he no longer had any psychological burden.
Putting the phone to his ear, Peng Jinwei said: "Brother Feng, what do you want me to do?"
"Bring me all your men immediately and search for a van and a person in the city. I have sent you the photo of the other party and the surveillance screenshot of the van. Take a look. Remember it for me. If you encounter
The guy who tied up this man, give me a good beating! Beat him to death! I will be responsible for anything that happens!"
Ma Xuefeng's voice was extremely ferocious, and Peng Jinwei's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.