I went viral after dressing as a fucking villain

"I'm sorry, director, I have an accident at home now, so I'll go back first." After greeting the director in a panic, Han Tong just grabbed his coat and stumbled out.

Sitting in the taxi, Han Tong was restless.

Obviously, I really put Su Mingrui in that old warehouse in the suburbs, how did he get back to his home?Among them, is there anyone making trouble?Or, could this matter have been a trap of this mysterious person from the very beginning?
"At this point, let me tell you the truth. The boy I asked you to kidnap is actually Su Hanying's precious son, Su Mingrui. If you give him the result, I don't care about you. You didn't take Su Mingrui. You cheated me by sending it to the designated place, and I still count you as completing the task, what do you think?"

Looking at the text message in front of him, Han Tong's hands trembled slightly, and beady drops of sweat dripped down his forehead, blurred his eyes, and dripped onto the phone screen.

Of course she knew what this person meant by "it ended up with him", but it was a small life after all.Besides, murder is against the law, so how can she do it?

But once he did it according to his requirements, he would be able to get the huge sum of 900 million yuan, which would be more than enough for his parents to provide for the elderly or flee by himself; but if he did it himself, that little life would just disappear. There is a long road to life and a bright future, but he can only stay at the age of five forever because of himself.

"You have to know, he is Su Hanying's child. Think about how many opportunities Su Hanying has robbed you before. Are you sure you won't let it go?" Qiao Qingxin sent another text message, highlighting "Su Hanying" to let Han Tong recall Remember all the things I had with Su Hanying.

Thinking that Han Tong would be hesitant, Qiao Qingxin specially pretended to be Han Tong's mother, and re-edited a text message to Han Tong.

"Tongtong, your father's illness won't last long. The doctor said that if there is no operation, it is likely to get worse. Look at the money. When will you call?"

Mother's text message was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Han Tong gritted his teeth and agreed to Qiao Qingxin's request.

If I do it, I can get huge sums of money and escape overseas; but if I don’t, I will have to work hard all my life to pay off my debts, flatter others, and sometimes even have to sell myself out for a trivial role. Flesh to please those greasy middle-aged men.

When the taxi stopped downstairs, Han Tong was no longer as nervous as when he got in the car.Han Tong, who decided to take action against Su Mingrui, looked at him like a torch at this moment, and he had already embraced the mood of seeing death as home.

Tossing and turning on the hospital bed, Su Hanying couldn't settle down after all.

Jiang Yihong said that he should pay more attention to whether there are blackmail calls coming in, but he has been waiting for so long. Except for many Weibo pushes, no other news has entered his mobile phone, let alone a phone call.

After hesitating for a while, Su Hanying edited a WeChat and sent it.But after waiting for a long time, she still didn't get a reply, so she couldn't help feeling even more anxious.

Couldn't even Jiang Yihong have an accident, right?As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Su Hanying.Just kidding, who is Jiang Yihong, can he be tricked by others?
After taking a sip of water to subdue her shock, Su Hanying unconsciously fiddled with her phone again.

Here, Han Tong arrived at the door, took a few deep breaths, and inserted the key into the lock.

During the whole process of opening the door, Han Tong felt extremely tormented.Maybe it was a ghost in my heart, I was afraid that a neighbor would suddenly come out from behind, see Su Mingrui who was unconscious in his home and ask him.After looking around and making sure that no one appeared near him, Han Tong hurriedly opened the door and got in, and quickly slammed the door behind him.

After calming down his "pounding" heart, Han Tong soon found Su Mingrui who was still sleeping on the sofa.

There was no sound of Han Hao typing on the keyboard or swearing, the house was too quiet, and even her own breathing could be heard clearly.

Although he was very curious about Han Tao's whereabouts, the top priority now was to get rid of Su Mingrui and get his 900 million.

"Su Mingrui, you are such a cute kid, why are you the son of Su Hanying? If you are not, you can still live to old age in good health and see this wonderful world." Gently patted Su Mingrui's Han Tong sighed with emotion.

"Your good mother is really annoying. I was supposed to participate in the show that made your good mother popular at that time. But I don't know what method Su Hanying used to squeeze me out Go on. Heh, if I was the one who played at that time, then I would be a big star that everyone knows now, and you don't have to die."

Regardless of whether Su Mingrui could hear it or not, Su Hanying muttered to herself.

Sliding slowly along the contour of the face to the neck, Han Tong's hand kept rubbing.

"The current situation is that you and I can only live one between the two of us. Although you have a good life and haven't lived it yet, I have four lives tied to you here. You are dead, and I and I All the family members can survive. So, baby, I'm sorry." As soon as the words fell, Han Tong clenched his back molars and suddenly increased the strength in his hands.

Although he was drugged, the sudden suffocation still made Su Mingrui feel uncomfortable, he moaned subconsciously, and a pair of small hands also went to break the big hands that clamped his neck.

In the dream, Su Mingrui saw a man in a black robe raised the sickle in his hand and hooked it around his neck.No matter how I break it off, it will only make my hands dripping with blood, but the sickle didn't move at all.

Su Mingrui's small face turned from white to red, and then from red to blue-purple.

At this critical moment, Jiang Yihong hurried over with his own people, and directly knocked open the door.

Han Tong was startled by the movement behind him, and the strength in his hand subconsciously increased.Su Mingrui, who was already severely hypoxic, was suffering even more now.

Fortunately, Jiang Yiran reacted quickly enough, and was the first to realize that Han Tong was doing it. He rushed forward and kicked him to the ground.

"Hiss." Moaning and trying to get up, Han Tong was kicked down again, and was directly subdued by the people brought by Jiang Yihong.

"Ruirui, Ruirui, little bun?" Jiang Yiran called out loudly as he picked up Su Mingrui from the sofa.

Having no time to care about Han Tong who was screaming madly on the ground, Jiang Yihong came to Jiang Yiran's side in three steps in two steps, anxiously checking on Su Mingrui's situation.

As expected, Su Mingrui's condition was particularly bad.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Yihong grabbed Su Mingrui and ran out.

"Brother, where are you going?" Jiang Yiran followed closely behind, shouting anxiously.

"Hospital." Looking at the dying little man in his arms, a rare panic appeared in Jiang Yihong's voice.