Picked up a wicked man

Wei Zihan smiled. He stood up straight and looked down at him with an indescribable voice: "It seems that someone is afraid."

He turned around, walked back to his seat and sat down, still playing with the lighter in his hand.

"I admit that that girl likes you very much, but I can also be sure that after today, when she sees you again, she will no longer be moved, but disgusted."

Mu Zecheng didn't speak, just stared at him lightly, as if he didn't have any panic about what he said.

It's just that the big palm behind his back tightened more and more, and finally clenched into a fist.

Although he didn't care about his skin at all, if someone ruined him, he would be sad after all.

For no reason, who wants to be disabled?

It has to be said that Wei Zihan's methods are really more ruthless than he imagined.

"What are you guys doing in a daze? Do you want me to do it myself?"

This time, Wei Zihan's face turned serious, he no longer meant to be joking, and there was no smile in his eyes either.

As soon as the men heard it, they immediately set off to get the oil drum.

After they came back, they started to drench Mu Zecheng's body completely, every place was not spared, and only stopped when his whole body became wet.

Seeing him like this, the subordinates who attacked him just now felt admiration for his endurance.

This man, is he still a human being?

He was so different from ordinary people of flesh and blood, he was like an unbeatable monster.

Not only is his physical strength and willpower amazing, but he doesn't even seem to have any pain-sensing nerves on his body. If it wasn't for pouring gasoline on him, and you could occasionally see his brows twitching slightly, everyone would doubt whether his pain-sensing nerves were really gone It was broken.

When he was brought here, the six of them took turns to hit him, and they were all trained people, they were already out of breath, this man has not passed out yet, and he still has the mind to mess with him The young master is angry.

This is indeed quite admirable to them.

Everything was ready, Wei Zihan asked them to prepare things for fire extinguishing, as well as water pipes, in order not to kill this man, but also to save his life to find out the whereabouts of his things.

Mu Zecheng blinked, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the man who was playing with the lighter.

Suddenly, he hooked his lips and said something.

But because his voice was too low, and Wei Zihan was quite far away from him, he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

So, he stopped what he was doing, glanced sideways at the bodyguard beside him, and said something to him in a deep voice.

"Go and listen to what he's saying."

At this critical juncture, he was really curious about what this man would say.

If it was begging for mercy, he would be more than happy to hear him say a few words.

After the bodyguard got the order, he walked towards Mu Zecheng slowly, and after coming to his side, he leaned close to his ear and listened carefully to what he said.

Mu Zecheng coughed twice, oil and water slowly slipped from the top of his head and dripped onto the soaked pants.

"Your young master, is this just... capable?"

After hearing his words clearly, the bodyguard froze for a moment.

He is already dying, and this man still has the intention to provoke the young master. Is it because he really doesn't want to live anymore, or is he not afraid of death at all?

Whatever it was, it was quite a shock to him.

He swallowed, and slowly raised his head to look at Wei Zihan.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Wei Zihan frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "What is he talking about?"

Although he was still a bit speechless, when the young master asked, the bodyguard replied tremblingly: "He said, he said that young master, you are only capable..."

Wei Zihan blinked his eyes, and smiled angrily: "Okay, I want to see if he can still say such things in a few minutes."

He stood up slowly, lit the lighter in his hand, glanced at the bodyguard and said, "Why, do you want to accompany him?"

The bodyguard froze for a moment, then hurriedly ran to Wei Zihan's side, and wiped off the oil on the soles of his shoes with a rag beside him, so as not to get angry later.

When he walked away, Wei Zihan glanced at Mu Zecheng, and was already faintly looking forward to what he would face next.

"You have to know that I have done my best to you by saving your life."

"Then I still have to thank you?" Mu Zecheng smiled, his raised eyebrows looked strangely beautiful under the light.

It seemed that he couldn't wait for her girl, and wanted to take one last look at her to see if she was doing well, but now it seems that it should be impossible.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Wei Zihan suddenly became a little annoyed.

I thought he would be so frightened that he begged for mercy, but I didn't expect him to remain calm all the time, without a trace of panic on his face.

Is he really not afraid, or is he deliberately pretending in front of him?

However, no matter what he is, if you look at him struggling for a while, you can see whether he is really not afraid of anything.

The lighter in Wei Zihan's hand stretched forward slightly, and lit it up with a "snap".

Taking one last look at Mu Zecheng, he sneered at him: "It seems that the grievance between the two of us will finally come to an end today."

After all, he let go of the lighter and was about to throw it on the ground when there was a sudden knock at the door.

While in a daze, Wei Zihan subconsciously clenched the lighter in his hand, his eyes stained with anger, and slowly looked behind him.

To disturb myself at such a critical moment, does that person outside not want to live?

The door had already been opened, and Hu Ke's figure slowly appeared in front of Wei Zihan's eyes.

The moment Wei Zihan saw him, his brows furrowed.

"Why are you here?"

Didn't they let him stay in the villa and take care of Jiuxi?How could he appear here at this moment?

There was no expression on Hu Ke's face, but there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Master, I'm sorry."

As soon as the words came out, Jiu Xi's figure appeared on the stairs.

Her hand holding the fragment was still resting on her neck, and bright red blood was still gushing out from the cut that she had slashed, staining her white neckline red, which was shocking to watch.

"You..." Wei Zihan's eyes widened, he stared at her wound unsatisfactorily for a moment, and the tip of his heart was stabbed by the blush.

When Jiuxi came down, she smelled a pungent smell, her delicate brows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes kept looking for the figure she wanted to see in the crowd.

However, this small space is full of people, and she is much shorter than them, no matter how you look at it from her angle, you can't see Mu Zecheng at all.

She fixed her eyes on Wei Zihan, stared at him and asked coldly, "Where's Mu Zecheng? I want to see him."

Wei Zihan was still staring at her wound, he was really afraid that she would impale the fragments in his hand irrationally, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"You, you put down the things in your hands first, don't hurt yourself."

Does this girl feel no pain?
There was such a bloody gash on her neck, and she didn't even feel it at all!

Seeing that he never said where Mu Zecheng was, Jiuxi became even more anxious, and some unimaginable scenes slowly appeared in her mind.

Jiuxi ignored him, and continued to ask her own question: "I said I want to see him!"

Because she was too excited, she shook her hand on her neck, and the bright red blood from the wound spurted faster.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zihan's breathing was blocked, and his heartbeat accelerated in an instant.

"Don't be impulsive, he's here, put down what you're holding, and I'll show you to him."

Hearing what he said, Jiuxi felt a little relieved.

He said Mu Zecheng was here, she found him, she finally found him.

Jiu Xi didn't listen to Wei Zihan's words, because she knew that if she put down the fragments, his people would force her to leave, so she didn't relax her hand at all.

Looking around, everyone was Wei Zihan's people, and they were all in front of her at the moment, so she couldn't see what was going on behind them at all.

"Get out of the way!" She suddenly yelled at Wei Zihan.

"Girl..."

Jiuxi tightened her hands again, a pair of clear cloud eyes stared straight at him.

"I said, get out of the way."

If he was blocking and not getting out of the way, Jiu Xi herself didn't know what she could do in the next second.

Some bad thoughts have flashed in her mind, if he insists on not letting her see him, then her last hope will collapse...

There were already three scars on Jiuxi's neck, one was deeper, and scarlet blood was constantly oozing, but fortunately, the main artery was not injured.

However, if the tip of this fragment was pressed down a little more, she would definitely die.

Wei Zihan stared at her, with something surging in his eyes, finally he sighed helplessly, and said to the bodyguards beside him, "Get out of the way, let Miss Sun pass by."

When the bodyguards heard this, they immediately spread out to the surroundings, and Jiu Xi's field of vision widened a lot in an instant.

The moment the crowd dispersed, her eyes fell on the figure on the chair in the distance. When she saw him, Jiu Xi's breathing became disordered and her whole body trembled.

Wei Zihan, who had been watching her every move the whole time, felt his heart tighten when he saw her trembling hands, and hurriedly reminded him: "He's not dead yet, don't be afraid, be careful of the wound on your neck, if you press it If you go deeper, you will definitely faint here."

Jiuxi can't listen to anything now, she can only see the man tied to the chair with injuries all over his body.

She just came a little late, and he has already become like this. If he came later, would he just...

Taking a deep breath, Jiu Xi's vision became more and more blurred, and her voice became hoarse: "Relax him."

Before she was sure that he was safe, she absolutely couldn't let herself relax for a moment.

Even if Wei Zihan didn't want to, but at this moment, if he wanted her to be safe, then he had to listen to her.

He looked up at the bodyguard closest to Mu Zecheng, and said coldly, "Go and release him."

"Yes." The subordinate nodded, and immediately walked towards Mu Zecheng, and untied him.

At the moment when the man was free, the originally somewhat vague consciousness gradually became clear.

He didn't know that Jiuxi had already come here, but he was a little curious why they let him go, and when he was wondering if Wei Zihan thought of some other torture method, someone called him in the distance, and it was also because of this voice , Let him startled all over, and his confused consciousness instantly regained consciousness.

"Ah Cheng..." Jiuxi called softly.

But the man didn't respond at all, she suddenly became a little anxious, and called out again: "Mu Zecheng."

Mu Zecheng slowly raised his head, and a pair of starry eyes fell on Jiu Xi's body.

But the moment he saw her move, the man's eyes darkened, and his face immediately sank.

This silly girl is doing something that hurts herself!
Seeing that he finally moved, Jiu Xi heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing his deep and beautiful eyes, she had the illusion that she was in a lifetime.

"Acheng..."

She called his name, couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over, throwing herself into his arms.

Because things happened so fast, before Wei Zihan could react, he had already run over and plunged into the arms of the oily man.

Seeing this, Wei Zihan immediately asked everyone to take away all the things related to the fire, and handed over the lighter he was carrying to his subordinates, telling them to leave here, fearing that any trace of fuse would hurt Jiuxi.

Jiu Xi knelt on the ground, hugged the man's waist tightly, trembling all over, and finally began to cry silently.

Because she was too worried about him, she didn't smell his body, nor could she feel that his body was wet, her mind was full, and her whole heart wanted to hold him tightly.

Mu Zecheng knew that she was frightened, but now his thoughts are all on the wound on her neck. When he saw her just now, her face was a little pale. I don't know if it was caused by excessive blood loss.

He lightly patted the girl on the back, raised his eyes and glared at Wei Zihan and said, "Don't tell the doctor to come here!"

Didn't she say she was safe here?Why does she have shards of glass in her hand?

After being yelled at by him, Wei Zihan immediately woke up. Although he was dissatisfied with his order, the most important thing now was Jiu Xi's injury, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call the doctor.

Mu Zecheng lowered his eyes, gently pushed the girl's body away from his arms, stared at her and said: "Look up, let me see your injury."

Jiuxi was very obedient, she slowly raised her head, met his deep and worried eyes, and explained in a low voice: "I have no other way, I don't want to hurt myself, I'm also afraid of pain, I..."

"Hmm." He didn't say anything to blame, but just carefully checked her wound.

Although it is not serious, the wound is not shallow, and the blood is still flowing out. It is necessary to stop the bleeding as soon as possible.