non-contractual relationship

at noon.

Ankang breathed calmly, tearing at the last bit of bundle behind him.He couldn't see what was behind him, and his hands and feet were also bound, so he could only twist his body slightly to break the narrow and hard belt behind him.He was often stabbed by that steel because he often could not control the angle and strength well.Now, the skin around his wrist felt a little sticky and tight.

There was a sudden movement outside the door, Ankang stopped his movements, hid his blood-stained hands inside, and became quiet, pretending nothing happened.

That bastard-like figure came in and kicked Zheng Feihe cursingly: "Damn, I just sent a message and found the note, why are you so unlucky!"

Zheng Feihe didn't move.

The voice of the head came from outside: "I'll go out first. It doesn't matter if you gag or not, there is no one here. Just gag him before I come back, and it's best to get two injections after getting in the car. You take Take care of them. Don’t advance too much time, real medicine is not easy to get, just a little, and the medicine will only work for a while, remember?”

The gangster hastily responded twice, reluctantly dropped something in his hand, patched up Zheng Feihe's feet, yelled a few times in frustration, and said harshly: "Wait, change it!" I'm going to fuck you again! You'll have to suffer then. They call the police and you suffer, it's fair."

There seemed to be someone moving something outside.

Ankang vaguely heard the sound of the car starting, judging from what the gangster said just now, he was afraid that something would happen soon.Pretending to be a statue, Ankang waited quietly.It wasn't until the footsteps outside were completely inaudible, and he was sure that the gangster had left, that he frantically pulled the plastic buckle that was still tied around his wrist with the steel spines behind him.

After a while, the buckle loosened, and Ankang made up his mind and hurriedly sent his wrist to the spike while struggling hard.With the last push, the cingulate belt was broken, and the thorn pierced into Ankang's flesh.

It hurts so much.Ankang took a big breath, and after a while, swallowed all the sounds.

Relieved, Ankang shook his hands, ripped off the plastic bag covering his head, glanced at the rope tied to his ankle, and swallowed his saliva—if this is the same plastic buckle as before, he would also use it now. It's gone.Fortunately not.

Glancing at Zheng Feihe not far away, Ankang quickly untied these things, and while observing the surrounding environment, he tiptoed to Zheng Feihe's side.

Ankang took off Zheng Feihe's blindfold and the nylon rope between his hands and feet, and patted Zheng Feihe.

Zheng Feihe still didn't respond.

Ankang was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he accidentally touched Zheng Feihe's warm arm, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he held Zheng Feihe's hand and probed, and besides the sticky cold sweat, there was also a happy beating heart. pulse.

Ankang's heart reluctantly let go of half.Carefully paying attention to the movement outside, he shook Zheng Feihe again.

Zheng Feihe frowned, but still didn't wake up.

Biting his lips, Ankang remembered Zheng Feihe's instructions, and walked carefully to the door that looked like a factory workshop, and poked his head out to have a look - there was no one in the alley they were in for the time being.

Recalling the source of the voice he had been hearing since waking up, Ankang decisively chose the opposite direction.But he had only walked a few steps when a strange man's voice came from in front of him.Ankang jumped into a small room behind him and held his breath.

His hands were still shaking, bleeding from the stab wound.

There were exclamations and curses from that direction very quickly.

As soon as the sound came out, the footsteps of several people appeared in the alley outside.

Ankang looked around. On the right side of the room where he was hiding, there was a small compartment with a shallow pit inside. There were two or three pipes sealed with plastic bags, which looked like they were reserved. wash room.There is a window in the upper left corner, look outside the window, there should be an alleyway below.

Ankang nimbly touched from one side to the other, and while the people outside were still searching for his traces, and confirmed that there was no stagnant water inside, he quickly hid by the window.

The sound of footsteps outside was getting closer.

Ankang was a little anxious, but he didn't dare to jump too much.Not only were the wounds on the two hands that had been bleeding painful, but his right hand was even a little cold and weak.Slowly propping himself up with great effort, Ankang's face was full of veins, and he finally moved up.Looking to the right, it’s okay—it’s really a narrow alleyway outside.Although I don't know where this alleyway leads to, it won't be easier for people to find than staying here.

He lay on his stomach, grabbed the wall with both hands, and rolled down slowly, without disturbing the group of people outside.

Not far away, an alarm bell sounded faintly.

The people searching for Ankang paused, cursed a few words, and turned back.

The gangster's voice came from outside: "Fuck, the boss ran away by himself after listening to the voice!" The orderly footsteps scattered just now.

Ankang boldly walked a few steps in this narrow alley.

At one end of the narrow alley was a wall that was not too high, and there were some rotten items underfoot, exuding an unpleasant smell.Ankang tried his best to avoid these things, but he didn't dare to jump. He was not sure that the police car was coming towards them.If not, he was eager to expose himself again, then there was really no hope.

He pressed his ear against the wall for a while, but he didn't notice anything.

After a period of chaos, the factory sounded eerily quiet.

It was impossible to go out here, Ankang walked towards the other side of the narrow alley lightly.

There was a corner at this end, and Ankang touched it along the base of the wall.

After walking along for a while, he suddenly heard a suppressed low growl, this voice was very familiar to Ankang, it was Zheng Feihe.

There were a few cries of pain in the roar.Ankang's heart tightened, and he didn't care about how to get out. He subconsciously quickened his pace, followed the sound, and rushed to another wall.

Standing in front of this wall, the voice was obviously very close to him, but he couldn't go any further.

While he was restless, Ankang remembered the window he had turned out before—only the wall there was slightly lower.

......

Zheng Feihe couldn't remember why he wandered aimlessly in the darkness.There was no sound around, and he couldn't make any sound.There was salty sea water in all directions, no matter how much he swam, he would never be able to float to the surface.Oxygen was running out little by little, and he felt that he was being overwhelmed by despair.

Just when he felt that he couldn't hold on, a pair of callused hands held his wrist in a daze.The touch of this hand is so familiar, he seems to have touched it more than once.

Pulled vigorously by the wet hand, he jumped out of the water.

Zheng Feihe suddenly opened his eyes, breathing rapidly, like a fish just landed.

The gangster who hurried back pressed Zheng Feihe who had just woken up, and hastily tied his hands and feet.When this man struggled just now, the needle tube fell to the ground, he stood up and kicked Zheng Feihe, picked up the needle tube on the ground, and prepared to inject the second needle.

Seeing the gangster approaching him, Zheng Fei, who had just woken up, and the veins beside his temples twitched a few times at extreme speed.

For just such a moment, he felt that he was 16 years old again in a chaotic way.The kidnappers made obscene faces at him, punched and kicked him, and tortured him in every possible way. Whether he refused to answer or knelt down and begged for mercy, there was no good end to him, and he could only suffer.

As long as he opens his eyes, it will be another blood-red today.

It's not too red to look good at all.

Red like he won't live to tomorrow.

For no reason, a fire of anger burned in Zheng Feihe's body.He couldn't remember the past, and he didn't want to worry about the future. He only had one thought in his mind, since you don't want me to live, then let's all die together.

Before the gangster got the second needle, Zheng Feihe broke free from his loose rope, suddenly jumped up, knocked him to the ground, and just punched him.

The gangster lying on the ground wanted to resist, but before he had time, a punch hit him on the back of the neck, and he instantly lost his ability to react.

The other kidnappers who heard the movement behind them also panicked. After hearing that the boss had run away, they had already lost their backbone, and it was all thanks to this gangster that they managed to hold on.The outside seems to have been surrounded by the police, and they dare not act rashly.Now this person also fell down, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do next.

Zheng Fei and Huangyouyou stood up, their eyes were empty.

The kidnapper, who was confused about the situation, thought that the gangster had given him another injection, and they were waiting for him to fall asleep.

So things got a little weird.

Zheng Feihe took a step forward, and the kidnapper took a step back.He took another step, and the kidnapper took another step back.

The kidnappers who retreated to the door noticed Zheng Feihe's bloodshot eyes, and felt that the time was coming, they exchanged glances with each other, and attacked Zheng Feihe unexpectedly.

......

The fight lasted for a while, and Zheng Feihe, who lost his mind, suffered a lot of hidden losses. When Ankang arrived, Zheng Feihe had his back to the door, and a gangster was about to attack him in the vest.

Before he could make a sound, Ankang rushed forward.

The police took Ankang a step behind. When they arrived, Ankang had already collapsed clutching his stomach.

Zheng Feihe held Ankang's hand in a daze, and stroked it twice, in a daze, with tears all over his face.

The other people who were still trying to do it were quickly controlled.

Only Zheng Feihe was still in a state of agitation, no matter how the police tried to warn him, it was useless.Whoever approaches him, who approaches Ankang, he growls and strikes back.

With that knife just now, Ankang's whole body went limp.After Zheng Feihe supported her and put him down on the ground, all his strength and vitality seemed to flow away from the knife edge quickly.Now looking at Zheng Feihe, who was standing not far away from him, not listening to advice, and full of aggression all over his body, he couldn't even reach out to hold him.After a lot of effort wasted, only the hand was raised a little.

No one else noticed the slight distance he raised.

Only Zheng Feihe looked back at him if he felt something, his eyes were still blurred.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a policeman stepped forward and took coercive measures against him.

Zheng Feihe was still struggling, and Ankang was finally carried onto a stretcher.

He closed his eyes drowsily, listening to the man's sobbing voice, Ankang's last thought was - the scenes on TV that were stabbed and still jumping around are really deceiving, human life is as light as grass, and it cannot withstand tossing of.Why do Zheng Feihe... like to watch these bloody dramas?

The author has something to say: The little poor boy who doesn’t even hit the street dreams of being scolded by a series of negative scores and bad reviews, so he wants to cry without tears.Conventional dog blood! (end of criticism)

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