Fang Jun came out of the hospital and rushed to the municipal party committee compound. This time he had a pass for the municipal party committee compound. The guard never stopped him from entering. He just checked a little and saw that Fang Jun was the only one there, so he went directly
Let him in.
At this time, Hong Zexing stood in front of Ahua and Alang with a dark face, while Alang was flanked by a plaid shirt and a bald driver.
The two of them looked at Ahua and Hong Zexing with embarrassed faces and trembling bodies, lowering their heads and saying nothing.
However, the two people's standing postures were also quite strange. The bald driver's legs kept shaking, as if he was frightened, and his legs were weak. It seemed that he had done too many things that consumed his energy last night, so he couldn't even stand.
It seems unstable.
As for the plaid shirt, the legs are widely spread and the body is leaning forward. It seems that the waist is a little bent, and it seems that the buttocks are hurting. It is not very comfortable and the body cannot stand straight.
"I asked you to follow that Fang Jun. Where did you go yesterday? You didn't answer the phone calls, didn't reply to the text messages. You didn't come back until now and asked, what happened to you?" A Lang looked at the two of them with a gloomy look.
humane.
He didn't expect that the first thing he did for Mr. Hong when he came out would make such a mistake.
Last night, Hong Zexing came to him angrily and asked him where Fang Jun was.
As a result, of course he didn't know that he contacted the two people sent out, but couldn't get in touch anyway. Hong Ze was so angry that he didn't even return home, so he waited here all night...
Alang was desperate, thinking that something had happened to the people he sent out, or they had betrayed him and would never come back.
But at this moment, the two of them actually came back, looking very miserable and listless, as if they hadn't slept all day.
"Boss, we...we...wuwuwu, boss, you want to avenge us..."
Thinking of what I had endured from yesterday afternoon until the next morning, everything I had encountered was unspeakably miserable, and tears streamed down my face in my plaid shirt...
"Yes, boss, that man is a beast, so inhuman. Boss, you must avenge us!" The bald driver also cried.
Plaid shirts are hard, but bald drivers are no better.
It was just a period of time when his mind was confused. After all, he was too deep in the fire and it was beyond his control.
But when he woke up and recalled what he had done, he felt sick...
As a straight man, but he did this kind of thing, and he did it for such a long time, and he didn't vomit directly, which is considered a strong psychological quality...
The most important thing is that my body can't stand it. From the afternoon until the next morning, I don't know how many times. Even a strong man can't stand it. I didn't see that his legs are still weak now, but he can barely do it.
Standing...
"What exactly happened? Tell me clearly!" Alang frowned.
"Boss, that man knows sorcery. We don't dare to monitor him anymore. We really don't dare to go..." said the plaid shirt.
"That's right, he knows sorcery, and I just fell into his sorcery. Otherwise, I wouldn't have... nor would I... wuwuwu, boss, you have to avenge us..."
"Yes, boss, take revenge for us!" The plaid shirt followed.
"Revenge, revenge. You two street boys know you want revenge, but you also want me to know what happened?" Alang asked in a deep voice.
Seeing that his two men were being tortured to the point of becoming insane, he admired Fang Jun's methods to the extreme...
Of course, Fang Jun is an enemy, but if he were a friend, he could have a good discussion about ways to punish him...
"Boss, boss...they are..." the bald driver looked at Hong Zexing and Ah Hua and said hesitantly.
What follows is a bit inappropriate for children, and it involves the two brothers’ face issues. Naturally, the less people know about it, the better.
"This is Mr. Hong, and this is Boss Hua. They are all our own people. There is nothing bad to say." A Lang said.
"Mr. Hong? But Mr. Hong Zexing?" The plaid shirt was shocked when he heard this.
He heard the name Hong Zexing from Fang Jun. From the beginning, Fang Jun was asking them if he was sent by Hong Zexing...
"Huh?" Hong Zexing frowned when he saw this and looked at Alang.
Except for a few people around him, only people like Ahua and Alang know his name. Ordinary Ma Zai have no idea that the real boss behind them is Hong Zexing!
"How did you know Mr. Hong's name? Who told you?" A Lang's face tightened when he saw this, and he looked at the plaid shirt hurriedly and said with a stern tone in his words.
"Yes, it was Fang Jun who told us. When he found out that we were following him, he asked us if we were sent by Mr. Hong Zexing..." The plaid shirt saw this and said hurriedly.
He also knew that this name seemed to be a bit taboo. Even their boss was so frightened that his voice changed after he glared at the man...
"Fang Jun, did he guess it was me? What else could he say?" Hong Zexing frowned when he heard this, and then said.
"We brothers didn't even know who Mr. Hong was at the time, so we just said he wasn't. Then he beat us both to the ground without asking any further questions," said the plaid shirt.
"Then you were beaten to the ground? Then what? If that's the case, why didn't you come back until now? And you, it seems that you have had too much sex, and you can't even stand still. You couldn't have gone to see the lady last night.
Right? That's why I didn't come back until now..." Alang looked at the two of them with a stern expression.
The bald driver almost cried...
It’s true that his legs are weak, and it’s okay to have excessive sexual intercourse, but the problem is that he didn’t go to the lady...
He also hoped that he would be like this on the young lady, so he wouldn't be so disgusted now...
"No, boss, that Fang Jun, he is basically a devil. He tied me to the car, and then cast a magic spell on him, and then, and then..." The plaid shirt pointed at the bald driver, his mouth trembling.
, I just couldn’t say anything.
"What happens next? Tell me, what kind of magic did Fang Jun do to you?" A Lang pointed at the bald driver.
"Boss, it's not a magic trick, it should be a pill...a very powerful drug, similar to Viagra, but much more exaggerated than that thing. I was fascinated by my mind, and then..." Bald head
The driver's voice became lower and lower...
Hong Zexing and Ahua looked at the two of them with strange expressions. One was hunched over, and the other was unable to stand with weak legs. Combining what they said before, they had a rough idea of what would happen next... (To be completed.)