The evil life of Jia Erhu

Jia Erhu's cell phone rang, and Ren Bing told him that Song Wenfeng walked into the building alone.

Jia Erhu asked Feiyan to sit on the sofa facing the cultural wall, that is, facing the door from the side, while he sat on the single sofa inside, facing the door.

After waiting for a while, the door opened.

As soon as Song Wenfeng stepped through the door, the first thing he saw was Feiyan sitting calmly on the sofa, neatly dressed and with a calm expression. This made him a little confused.

When I heard Feiyan's screams on the phone, I thought Feiyan had suffered inhuman torture. At least her hair was disheveled, and maybe her beautiful face was swollen and bruised.

Or they might be pinned down on the bed, sofa or even the ground in tattered clothes.

If that were the case, without saying a word, he would take out his firearm and shoot at everyone else in the room.

Then he saw Jia Erhu sitting on the sofa expressionlessly, staring at him unblinkingly. It didn't look like he was holding Feiyan hostage at all, just like a friend dropping by and the two of them were sitting there chatting. .

Song Wenfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, but his nerves were still tense. He focused on the two guns on his waist. As long as there was the slightest sign of trouble, he would take out the guns immediately.

Jia Erhu in the photo looks a bit older. Jia Erhu sitting on the sofa is obviously much greener and more immature, but Song Wenfeng can still feel the murderous look between his eyebrows.

He frowned slightly, feeling that Jia Erhu didn't look like a gangster from a small place, but rather had a military temperament.

Is he an active soldier, or has he just retired from the army?

"Are you Jia Erhu?" Song Wenfeng asked expressionlessly.

Song Wenfeng's appearance also surprised Jia Erhu.

Song Wenfeng, who grew up in martial arts, later joined society, and eventually went abroad to work as a mercenary. In Jia Erhu's imagination, he should be a burly man with a sinewy face and even scars on his face.

But the Song Wenfeng in front of him looks very elegant, even a little thin, and not tall, especially with his appearance. If you don't know his confidence, you will never compare him with Brother Wen who makes everyone on the 49th City Road frightened. .

If you say Song Wenfeng is a middle school teacher, Jia Erhu will believe it.

Jia Erhu nodded: "Yes."

Although Song Wenfeng has always kept his eyes open, his experience as a mercenary for several years has given him the awareness to be aware of the dangers around him when he is in danger.

He felt calmly and found that there should be no one else at home except Feiyan and Jia Erhu.

He walked to the single sofa opposite Jia Erhu and sat down with his back to the door. He didn't even look at Feiyan and asked calmly: "Do you want Ding Xiaotian's 800 million back?"

Jia Erhu smiled slightly: "It sounds like you don't want to?"

Song Wenfeng smiled and nodded: "You are the first person who knows who I am, sits in front of me and talks to me, and can still laugh.

Originally, considering your young age, I planned to let you live and let you go back with Ding Xiaotian, but now it's impossible.

You picked out the hamstrings of three of my brothers. Don’t you have a few more brothers? It's no problem to leave alive, I picked out my hamstring. "

Feiyan was shocked when she heard this and glanced at Jia Erhu subconsciously. She really didn't believe that Jia Erhu would pick someone's hamstring.

Then, she turned her attention to Song Wenfeng, but didn't say anything. She didn't know what Jia Erhu was going to say.

And she knew very well that it was not the time for him to come forward to plead for mercy. Unless Song Wenfeng completely restrained Jia Erhu and his brothers, she would at least ask Song Wenfeng to let Jia Erhu go.

Jia Erhu smiled and said: "That is to say, from the beginning to now, you have never planned to agree to my conditions, right?"

Song Wenfeng smiled and said: "As long as you sit across the table, I will make the conditions. No one can make conditions with me."

Jia Erhu nodded: "You are really crazy. It seems that you have been spoiled. Let me let my brother settle the previous accounts with you first. As for our accounts, I will tell you later. Let me settle it with you slowly."

"Your brother?" Song Wenfeng looked disdainfully and looked at Jia Erhu with doubt.

Then the door opened.

Song Wenfeng was startled and turned around to see Ren Bing, Henry, John and Douglas walking in.

"It's best not to use your gun." Ren Bing said coldly: "Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to negotiate terms with us."

Ren Bing and the others don't have guns in their hands, just like Song Wenfeng doesn't have guns in his hands.

If they were just gangsters, Song Wenfeng would have pulled out his gun long ago.

But he knows very well that the other party is also a mercenary. He doesn't care if one versus one. If one versus four, he has no confidence.

"Captain Ren," Song Wenfeng said with a smile, "Why did you use the gun? I thought the little gangsters from Haicheng were so bold that they dared to challenge me, Song Wenfeng. It turns out he is your little brother."

Ren Bing tilted his head, revealing the bullet hole behind his cheek.

Song Wenfeng smiled: "I know, you were trapped in a heavy siege at the beginning. It would be good to be able to break out of the siege alive. You only suffered a few minor injuries. This only proves that you are too powerful."

Ren Bing said expressionlessly: "At least 500 people surrounded us at first, and the four of us successfully broke through unscathed.

My shot was fired by Jia Erhu sitting in front of you. "

Song Wenfeng was startled and turned to look at Jia Erhu. Seeing that he was still sitting there expressionless, he turned back to look at Ren Bing.

Ren Bing explained: "I mean to tell you, he is not my younger brother, but my elder brother.

He spared our lives a month and a half ago, so we had the opportunity to come here and settle old scores with you. "

Hearing this, Feiyan glanced at Jia Erhu involuntarily.

Although on the platform just now, Ren Bing and the three Westerners gave Jia Erhu face, she thought they were all brothers. Of course they would not touch the woman Jia Erhu fell in love with. Unexpectedly, Ren Bing They all escaped from death on the battlefield, and they must all be mercenaries.

This group of mercenaries was actually subdued by Jia Erhu. How powerful was Jia Erhu?

Thinking again about Song Wenfeng's words that Jia Erhu picked the hamstrings of his three brothers, Feiyan shuddered a little.

She knew very well that people with ferocious faces were usually tough on the outside but hard on the inside, and it was difficult to spot a truly ruthless person at a glance.

Song Wenfeng was such a ruthless person, and Feiyan instantly felt that Jia Erhu was even more ruthless than Song Wenfeng.