Begonia sleepless tonight

In the small room next to him, gusts of cold air came from inside, and rushed up from the trouser legs. The body of the man being dragged swayed, and his feet drew two paths on the ground.

The screams inside were louder than louder.

He hugged the pillar next to the door frame tightly: "What do you want to do?! You..."

"Don't you want money?" One of the men under his command had a large scar on his face, his eyelids were turned outward, and red bloodshot eyes were all over his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to open the black curtain, and the huge smell of blood rushed over, shuttled back and forth between his nostrils, making him feel his brain buzzing.

The man's eyes glanced inside, his heart suddenly fell to the ground, the elbows supporting the ground lost all strength, the skin was scratched on the ground, and the blood mixed with the bloody smell inside.

There was a bed in the middle, the white sheet was covered with mottled blood, and there was a stainless steel plate on the small table next to it, which contained a lot of surgical supplies.

His heart sank: "What is this for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Scar suddenly pulled his arm up. After pushing the cuff up, he pointed the needle at the man's arm and stabbed it hard.

Unidentified yellow liquid inside was pushed in.

The man hadn't reacted yet, and when Scar's hand was withdrawn, the man stared at him with wide eyes: "What are you doing?! What did you do to me?!"

He tried his best to push the person controlling him away and break free from the restraints, but the people behind him didn't catch up at all.

Just after taking two steps, my legs suddenly lost strength and fell to the ground.

He looked back and saw that the person behind him was walking in his direction, holding a stick about the same length as others in his hand, the top slid on the ground, making a sound like fingernails on a blackboard Voice.

In the long corridor, it looked a little scary.

The powerlessness gradually spread from his legs to his whole body. His palms kept rubbing against the ground, leaving several traces on the ground, as if the smell of blood came from the ground.

The man's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell to the ground motionless, only his eyes were temporarily opened, and the eyeballs rolled randomly in their sockets.

Watching the men under him lift him up and walk towards the small room.

"no, do not want……"

The man's weak voice wafted in the corridor, and Scar pushed him in with no expression on his face.

Through the gap in the curtain, the man saw Lu Mian's swaying side face, his fingers trembled slightly, but he couldn't tighten his hands, and hatred swirled in his eyes.

A white cloth was covered in front of the man's eyes, only Scar's voice was in his ear: "Just wake up."

Lu Mian came out from the inner room and found a random place on the sofa outside to sit down.

There is the sound of Pai Gow behind him, while the lights are feasting in front of him.

The figure of the woman twisted on the stage, and she winked at the people below from time to time, and her coquettish appearance attracted the attention of many men.

But Lu Mian's attention was all on the red wine glass in his hand, and the ambiguous light was projected on the water, Lu Mian heard the footsteps coming from behind: "How is it?"

"Mr. Lu, none of them are good products. I don't think they can be bought for much." Scar was wearing an apron, which was covered with sprayed blood.

It looks a little scary.

He came out of the gloomy place, as if he came out of hell, his hoarse voice seemed to come from a tape: "That thing is not enough to come in."

"Then follow the rules."

Lu Mian waved his hand to let the scar recede
The other subordinates caught up: "Brother, there has never been such a rule. No one signed it and did it directly. How to deal with this?"

Scar looked at Lu Mian who was sitting under the light, and the red halo above his head enveloped him: "There will be rules from now on, let's go."

Early the next morning, a body covered in knife marks appeared in a small ditch in the suburbs, but no one claimed it.

Yan Ruyi stood at the gate of the airport, a taxi slowly stopped, Feng Ze was sleepy: "Where are we going?"

In the morning, I suddenly received a call from Yan Ruyi, asking him to gather at the airport.

After discussing with Lao Li, Yan Ruyi finally decided to change to another place to calm down. As long as she was in Suiyuan, her life would not be easy.

Maybe it just doesn't suit her here.

Especially as long as she is here, someone will definitely pay attention to what happened back then, which is not conducive to Lao Li's investigation.

In the end, Yan Ruyi embarked on this old road.

Traveling all over the world can be regarded as a dream of her own. Yan Ruyi felt that she was in a very different mood when she embarked on the journey again, and she remained silent.

The radio at the airport has already called their names three times, Feng Ze has been standing beside Yan Ruyi with his suitcase in his hand: "Sister, us?"

"Let's go." She took several deep breaths.

The war here is not something she can participate in, because it is not pure, and it is not just because of herself, there are too many things involved.

Yan Ruyi doesn't fit the place, she admits: "You're right, there's only so much we can do."

Her mission is only two: dream and truth.

The account on Weibo still cannot be unblocked, Yan Ruyi can only use Feng Ze's information to make videos on other platforms, although the exposure is not as high as Weibo.

But at least there is no limit.

Seeing the top applicant, Yan Ruyi wrote Feng Ze's name.

This means that no matter whether the development is good or not, the final person responsible will be Feng Ze, who is also famous.

"elder sister."

The confirmation button was finally pressed, and Yan Ruyi returned the phone: "You know me, and that's not what I care about at all."

All she cares about is the rules, the rules of this world.

What she challenges is also the rules of this society. What is right and wrong?
Is it a convention, or a law?Is it three people become a tiger, or is it a moral rule?
These are the answers that Yan Ruyi wants to know.

Feng Ze followed in the footsteps of Shang Yan Ruyi and boarded the plane together.

As soon as she sat down, Yan Ruyi asked for a blanket and sat down on the seat, then closed her eyes.

Just as Feng Ze was about to say something, he glanced at her, and finally closed his mouth.

The stewardess came over with a small cart: "Excuse me?"

"Hush!" Feng Ze hurriedly stopped him, "No need, thank you."

While Yan Ruyi was sleeping soundly, she suddenly heard an annoying voice. A child was running around on the plane, with hurried and loud footsteps.

Especially the child's sharp laughter made Yan Ruyi's mind buzz.

"Who is it?! Can you take care of me?!" Yan Ruyi took off the blindfold from his face and glared angrily.

She stared at the child beside her.