Ye Zi smiled playfully, and in the dark night, his expression looked particularly cold.
"I...I am Zhao Yang, you...what do you want to do?" Zhao Yang said with his legs shaking in fear.
"I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to talk to you about life." Ye Zi sneered a few times and said.
"Talk about life? It's...it's so late, can you not go?" Zhao Yang was very panicked.
"What do you think?"
Ye Zi sneered a few times, and then approached Zhao Yang.
"You...you call for help, you have to...otherwise, I call for help." Zhao Yang said, trembling with fear.
"Help? I'm afraid you don't have a chance to scream." After saying that, Ye Zihao reached out and patted Zhao Yang on the neck.
"Forehead?"
Zhao Yang only felt a pain in his neck, and the next second, he fell into a coma.
At this time, Ye Zihao pushed Zhao Yang into the back seat of the Audi Q7, and then drove away from the scene.
…
20 minutes later!
In the headquarters of the Pretty Bodyguard Company, a man was tied tightly with a rope. He lowered his head and seemed to be in a coma.
"Wake him up!"
At this time, Ye Zihao was sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed and a Hongtashan cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, looking very lazy.
"Okay! Boss!"
One of his subordinates responded, and then saw him carrying a bucket of ice water and pouring it directly on Zhao Yang's head.
"Ouch!"
"Cold! Cold! So cold!"
"Help! Help!"
…
Zhao Yang, who was in a coma, was suddenly awakened by the biting ice water. His whole body was trembling slightly, especially his teeth, which were shaking up and down due to the cold.
Ye Zihao held the cigarette between his fingers, blew out a puff of smoke, and said coldly: "Stop shouting, it's useless! No one will come to save you."
"You...you know...know that kidnapping is...is illegal? Hurry...let me go quickly."
Zhao Yang was so cold that he was shaking even when he spoke.
"Breaking the law? Haha!" Ye Zihao sneered a few times with disdain and retorted: "Then you framed me, does it count as a crime?"
"I...I don't know you...what did you say?"
Zhao Yang's heart skipped a beat. Of course he knew what Ye Zihao was referring to, but he refused to recognize it.
"Oh? You don't want to admit it?"
"I...I don't even know what you said, Cheng...what did you admit?"
"That's good!"
Ye Zihao sneered uninhibitedly, and then ordered his subordinates: "Come here! Show him some color."
"Okay! Boss!"
A brother responded, then brought a thick dictionary and an iron hammer as big as a fist.
When he saw that something was wrong, Zhao Yang's pants got wet and he was so frightened that he urinated on the spot.
Oh shit!
If a hammer as big as a fist hits you, will you still be alive?
"What...what do you want to do? Don't...don't mess around! This...this will...kill people."
Looking at such a big iron hammer, Zhao Yang was so scared that his eyes almost bulged out.
"It's okay! Use a book as a cushion. It will only hurt, but you won't die." The subordinate said coldly.
"Don't...don't mess around! Help...help! Help!"
Zhao Yang shouted for help, but the soundproofing effect of this small dark room was very good, so even if he screamed, no one would hear him.
At this time, the brother holding the iron hammer asked another brother to help him and put the thick dictionary on Zhao Yang's chest.
Then, he aimed at the dictionary and smashed it hard.
"No!"
"Bang!"
Although Zhao Yang begged for mercy, the man showed no mercy at all and hit him hard with iron hammer.
The force was so strong that even an iron mark appeared on the cover of the dictionary.
"Ouch!"
Zhao Yang's eyes widened in pain, his whole body tensed up, and even the veins in his neck bulged out.
pain!
Heartbreaking pain!
Zhao Yang is just an ordinary person, how could he bear such intense pain.
So he began to beg for mercy.
"Hao...Brother Hao! Yes...I'm sorry, I...I was wrong, I framed you, I...I was wrong! Please, don't ask anyone to hit you again, please...otherwise, I...
…I’m going to die.”
Zhao Yang could see tears and runny nose running down his face.
He originally thought that Ye Zihao would be soft-hearted, but what shocked him was that Ye Zihao's face was expressionless, as if he was a cold-blooded animal.
"Are you finally willing to admit it? It's a pity that it's too late!" Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully, and then ordered: "Come on! Continue!"
"Yes! Boss!"
The men nodded in response, and he raised the iron hammer again, which frightened Zhao Yang into screaming loudly.
"No!!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
This guy was holding an iron hammer and hammering it downwards. The pain caused Zhao Yang to faint, but he woke up again after a while.
After several times in a row, Zhao Yang realized what it meant to be worse than dead.
"stop!"
Ye Zihao raised his hand slightly and called out lightly, while the buddy obediently stepped aside.
At this time, Zhao Yang's mouth was full of blood. He had suffered such a heavy blow to the chest just now, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
He lowered his head, and the blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, making his pants wet and turned blood red. He was breathing heavily, obviously very uncomfortable.
At this time, Ye Zihao came over, grabbed his hair with one hand, and pulled it back.
Suddenly, Zhao Yang's painful face lifted up.
"call!"
Ye Zihao blew out a puff of smoke at him, patted his face gently, and said coldly: "This is what will happen to those who disobey! Do you know you are wrong?"
"I know...I know! Please Brother Hao, let...let me go." Zhao Yang said quietly.
"Tell me! Who asked you to frame me?"
Ye Zihao's mouth was slightly out of breath, he sneered a few times and asked.
"Yes...it's Zhao Youxiong!"
This time, Zhao Yang didn't dare to speak harshly. If his own words were blunt, would someone beat them with iron?
If you don't confess, your life will be at risk!
"Oh? Zhao Youxiong?"
Ye Zihao was a little surprised, obviously he did not expect that the mastermind behind this was Zhao Youxiong.
Immediately, he asked, "Why did Zhao Youxiong ask you to betray Mo Zhi?"
"He...he wants to take over Mo Zhi's company."
"Occupy?"
Ye Zihao frowned, and then asked: "Isn't Mo Zhi the largest shareholder of Mo Group? How can he occupy it?"
"Just...just a few hours ago, Mo Zhi sold 20% of his shares using debt collateral."
Zhao Yang opened his mouth to explain.
"Oh? Even if 20% of the shares are sold, it is impossible for Zhao Youxiong to dominate the Mo Group."
Ye Zihao said with a serious expression.
"No... no!" Zhao Yang shook his head, and then said: "Actually, Zhao Youxiong has colluded with other shareholders long ago. Now their shares are 51%, and... Mo Zhicai has 49%.
,So! Mo Group will no longer belong to Mo Zhi tomorrow!"