On the other end of the phone, the wife said "Hello".
Before the little wife could say anything, Xu Zhiming shouted into the phone:
"Don't ask anything. Drive immediately and go to the kindergarten to pick up your son. Also, lock the door. If anyone knocks on the door, don't open it. I'm going home now..."
As soon as Xu Zhiming finished speaking, he heard the little wife say sweetly:
"I said Zhiming, why are you so crazy? Today is the weekend, and my son is not in kindergarten. He is right next to me. Where do you want me to pick him up? Are you drunk again?"
Xu Zhiming was so anxious that he forgot that today was the weekend.
He felt a little relieved, but still said immediately:
"Then if anyone knocks on the door, don't open it. You must keep an eye on your son and not let him leave you for even a step. I will go back right now..."
With that said, Xu Zhiming put down the phone.
He thought for a moment and quickly dialed a number.
As soon as the other party picked up the phone, he immediately said:
"I don't care whether you spend money or use other methods. In short, I need people who can fight now, the more the better. You have to ask them to go directly to my home on Huayuan Road, and they must be fast. Oh, yes
Come on. Get me another gun and have all the bullets ready for me. When you’re ready, call me and I’ll send someone to get it..."
Xu Zhiming knew that with the security guards under his command, there was no way he could stop Xia Xiaoyu.
He was ready to spend money to hire thugs.
After everything was arranged, Xu Zhiming drove back home.
When I opened the door and entered the house, I saw my son playing with toys in the living room.
His hanging heart finally let go.
The thugs hired at high prices also arrived one after another. These people were setting up defense downstairs.
Standing in front of the window and looking at these thugs, Xu Zhiming believed.
Even if Xia Xiaoyu does come, he will never come back.
At night, night fell. There was no sign of Xia Xiaoyu.
Xu Zhiming took a cigarette and walked to the balcony.
I'm ready to smoke a cigarette, but I haven't lit it yet.
I don’t know which corner, but suddenly a man’s voice came:
"Mr. Xu, good evening..."
It was already dark, and there were no lights on the balcony.
Moreover, my home is still on the eleventh floor.
This sudden sound made Xu Zhiming's hair stand on end.
Goosebumps immediately appeared all over my body.
"Who, who the hell are you?"
Xu Zhiming shouted and retreated into the house, looking for something to defend himself.
"We just met in the afternoon. It's only been a while, but you can't recognize my voice anymore?"
From the dark corner, the man's voice came again.
Xu Zhiming shuddered and cursed loudly:
"Xia Xiaoyu, you are fucking Xia Xiaoyu..."
Although Xu Zhiming's voice was loud, he was completely panicked.
His home was on the eleventh floor. He couldn't figure out how Xia Xiaoyu got up there.
While talking, Xu Zhiming had already picked up a baseball bat.
He didn't care so much anymore and waved the stick.
He rushed to the balcony door and hit Xia Xiaoyu with a stick.
Although Xu Zhiming is a little older.
But when he was young, he was also a good fighter.
As soon as the stick came out, Xia Xiaoyu said calmly:
"Mr. Xu, why are you still struggling..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiaoyu jumped up and rushed into the house.
Dodging the baseball bat, he reached out and grabbed Xu Zhiming's shoulder, exerting a slight force.
Seeing Xu Zhiming, he leaned back and fell to the ground.
Without any hesitation, Xia Xiaoyu stepped forward and held Xu Zhiming down.
He took out the rope from his pocket and tied it firmly to Xu Zhiming.
As soon as they were tied, the door suddenly opened.
Then I saw Xu Zhiming's young wife, with her children, opening the door and coming in.
It turned out that she heard some noise outside and wanted to come in to see what was going on.
The little wife was shocked when she saw the scene inside the house.
Before he could react, Xu Zhiming turned pale with fright and shouted:
"Run, take your son and run away, leave me alone!"
The little wife panicked and just wanted to pick up the child.
But it was still too late.
I saw Xia Xiaoyu had already arrived beside my little wife.
He raised his hand and pressed the Jintan point on the little wife's waist.
The little wife suddenly felt so weak that she couldn't even stand and collapsed directly to the ground.
Then, Xia Xiaoyu bent down, looked at Xu Zhiming's son, and said with a smile:
"Kid, what's your name?"
I heard the children staring and crying in fear.
But the child's cry was strange, a hoarse sound.
It sounded more like the cry of an animal.
Pointing at Xu Zhiming and his wife, the child said vaguely:
"Dad, ah, mom, ah..."
A four-year-old child can already speak completely.
But the child couldn't speak clearly, mumbled, and didn't know what he was talking about.
Xu Zhiming was so frightened that he cried out:
"Xia Xiaoyu, let my son go, I beg you to let my son go..."
Xia Xiaoyu looked back at Xu Zhiming, smiled, and said slowly:
"Mr. Xu, you have a family and a son, so you are really not suitable for life in the world. If you promise me this afternoon, won't these things be gone? Please beg me now, it's too late!"
With that said, Xia Xiaoyu took out a pill and forced it into the child's mouth.
As soon as the pill was taken, the child suddenly started twitching all over and foaming at the corner of his mouth.
Xu Zhiming was heartbroken. He kept struggling, crying and cursing:
"Xia Xiaoyu, I'm going to kill you! You bastard, you fucking bastard! Let my son go. I'll give you building materials, I'll give you everything. Please let my son go..."
Xu Zhiming's voice was filled with despair, which made people feel sad.
But Xia Xiaoyu remained silent.
He then took out a golden needle, pointed it at the Wu Duan point on the child's neck, and inserted it into it.
The golden needles almost penetrated into the child's skin.
Seeing this scene, Xu Zhiming felt even more distressed.
He shouted hoarsely and cursed loudly.
Unfortunately, Xia Xiaoyu was not moved at all.
The golden needle kept spinning in Xia Xiaoyu's fingertips.
The child's twitching slowly stopped.
The foaming at the mouth no longer occurred.
It's just that the child seemed to have lost his energy and seemed particularly sleepy. He slowly closed his eyes.
What worried Xu Zhiming the most was that the child's breathing seemed to have stopped.
Just lying on the ground quietly, motionless.
At this moment, Xu Zhiming's heart was cut like a knife and he was completely desperate.
Although he has numerous women, he only has one child, and he still has children as he grows old.
And now, the child is gone.
He continues to live with only one goal.
That is to kill Xia Xiaoyu and avenge his son.
Time passed little by little, about twenty minutes.
The child lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes. (To be continued)