Customized private training: the president is addicted to pets

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor. Old Zhao who was lying in the room felt a little nervous when he heard the movement, and secretly said: Here we come.

He didn't know what kind of interrogation method was waiting for him, but Lao Zhao knew one thing in his heart, that is, they didn't dare to kill him.

Now in a society ruled by law, the crime of murder is much more serious than kidnapping. Gu Xibei and his rich people would not spend the rest of their lives trying to find out who was behind the scenes.

He guessed that he had been lying in the hospital for a year or so at most, and that was all. Although it was true, Lao Zhao was still very nervous.

He even meditated in his heart that the Buddha would bless him, that he would not suffer any serious injuries, and that he could get out of here completely, regretting why he was so impulsive.

At that time, I saw that An Yuan's physical strength had declined, and he couldn't let go of his hands and feet to fight with them at all. Behind him was his woman, so he could only resist their attacks.

He had dodged them for the first few rounds, and Lao Zhao felt a little anxious. They couldn't stay in the arena for too long. The person who invited them to help them control the surveillance said that they could only control them for 10 minutes at most.

I can't catch Gu Xibei and others, but time won't wait for them to entangle slowly. Seeing An Yuan avoiding the attack of his companions and not noticing him, he swung his knife as soon as his brain got hot.

Who would have thought that the woman who had been hiding behind would have the courage to rush out to block the knife. She originally planned to put the knife on An Yuan's neck to beat them to submission.

In the end, he was shocked and couldn't stop the car, so he chopped down with all his strength. To be honest, don't look at the way they cut people with knives very skillfully, but it was the first time he really cut someone, and he was still a beautiful woman. .

Lao Zhao is almost forty this year, has a wife and child, and the child is a daughter who is in junior high school this year.When the point of the knife entered the flesh, he was first shocked, then panicked.

He didn't want to go to jail, his wife and child were still waiting for him to raise, what would happen to the child if he went to prison, he also promised the child to go back and take her to go skating.

It was a coincidence that he lost his job and couldn't tell his family, so he went out to look for a job all day long during working hours, but no one wanted him.

Just when he was disheartened, the boss appeared, and he gave him this job. In addition to the high salary, he can have extra time to spend with his wife and children, and he doesn't have to be a human sandbag every day.

Every time he came home injured, his daughter's distressed voice and her voice persuading him to resign moved him very much, but he was helpless. What could he do if he didn't do this.
Without a diploma, only this body has the ability to fight.

The sound of pushing the door interrupted Lao Zhao's thoughts. After thinking so much in his mind, it took less than a minute for An Yuan to appear in his sight.

"Do you know that I will treat you like this?" An Yuan said coldly, the scalpel in his hand gleamed under the light, which made Lao Zhao close his eyes subconsciously, and his heart suddenly rose.

He doesn't really want to be cruel to him, kill himself, cold sweat began to break out on Lao Zhao's forehead, he didn't want to die, and he hasn't seen his daughter go to college yet.

Lao Zhao is really fed up with not having a degree. All decent jobs require a high degree. People like him who have graduated from elementary school simply cannot live in this developed and high-consumption city.

What's more, he still has his wife and children with him. Fortunately, he learned kung fu from a boxing master for several years in his hometown before allowing his family to settle down here.

"What do you want to do? Killing people is against the law!" Lao Zhao said tremblingly, moving his body back unconsciously, wanting to stay away from Ann to seek a sense of security.

An Yuan laughed out loud, it's really funny, a person who specializes in kidnapping people to make illegal money actually told him about the law, and he knows more clearly what the law stipulates.

There was no need for him to talk, An Yuan laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and finally stopped laughing, "You still have the nerve to explain the law to me, you don't know that what you are doing is also illegal, maliciously harming the personal safety of others, I It can keep you in prison for the rest of your life!"

The more he talked, the more excited An Yuan became. He thought of Yu Shiru who was still lying on the hospital bed. If it weren't for the man in front of him, she wouldn't be hurt.

"I'm forced by life. If I had a choice, I wouldn't do this job." Lao Zhao said in a trembling voice. Looking at An Yuan's crazy look, he was really afraid that An Yuan would get angry, so he came up directly to give He stabbed.

Ah!Forced by life, this excuse is not bad, isn't it very stubborn before?
Didn't you want me to kill you? Why are you so nice now?An Yuan said to himself, as expected, he had to be frightened before telling the truth, "This is why you can stab someone with a knife? You will find comfort for yourself."

"Lift him up." An Yuan said to the two people behind him. He couldn't lift it by himself, and he didn't want to do this kind of thing. It happened that Qi Lin gave him two people and asked him to do whatever he wanted. "Cover his eyes and lift his shirt off."

One of them quickly went out and took a piece of cloth to cover Lao Zhao's eyes, but it was not completely opaque, and Lao Zhao could still vaguely see An Yuan's movements.

The fear of the unknown made Lao Zhao more and more nervous. As An Yuan approached him slowly, he could vaguely see the strange smile on An Yuan's face, as well as the gleaming scalpel, sweating continuously fall down.

An Yuan put the knife back down and slashed across Lao Zhao's abdomen. The light hit the back of his head, making his expression extremely terrifying, with a sinister smile on his lips.

"I will slowly cut your flesh and let you see your blood and intestines flow out with your own eyes. You will not die until your blood is exhausted." An Yuan said casually, as if this matter is related to Asking what the weather is like today is just as common.It's like chatting with friends.

But the content of the words made Lao Zhao's hair stand on end, and his hair was all wet with sweat. "You can't do this, you can't." In my mind, I automatically began to imagine the picture An Yuan said.

"There's nothing I can't do. Don't worry, I won't let you die. I don't want to send myself in because of a scum like you. Before your blood dries up, I will help you stitch up the wound. But I'm not good at learning, if I accidentally break a needle or something inside, I can't master it."

An Yuan deliberately suppressed his voice hoarsely, creating a terrifying and gloomy atmosphere. When people's eyes can't see it, his perception will be infinitely magnified.

With a little hint, he can think down by himself, and he can make up the scenes in the words he said, and at the same time extend those scenes.

Give yourself more hints and pressure in your heart, and when it reaches his critical point, he can't help but say everything.