Rarely fascinated

The most false thing in this world is tears, and the most real thing is pain.

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It was already two days later when Ji Qingchi and Fang Zhiyuan found out Fang Zhihuan's whereabouts thoroughly.

The bullet picked up that day was a bullet specially used by the Italian Mafia. This bullet and all the clues shown on the surveillance point to the same person—Fero.

On the exit monitor of that road, his car appeared.

No one may have heard of Filo in the underworld field in Italy. He holds half of the sky in Italy. When he first heard the name, Ji Qingchi didn't think about it. He thought it was just a coincidence. Fang Zhihuan He was just here to deal with the company's affairs, how could he mess with that kind of person...

But his friend told him that it was indeed Ferro's sports car, with the correct license plate number.

Investigating Fei Luo is a very troublesome thing, and a slight mistake can easily be counter-investigated, so even if they found out that Fang Zhihuan was in his hands that day, it was already the next day when they found out the detailed address.

"This should not be Fei Luo's real estate." Ji Qingchi said, "Aaron just told me that the surveillance shows that he hasn't been here for nearly two days."

Aaron is the person who has been helping them, Ji Qingchi's friend for many years.

"Go and have a look." Fang Zhiyuan frowned slightly, and walked towards the door cautiously.

Fang Zhiyuan walked in the front, so the moment he forcibly pried open the door and took a breath, he suddenly took a step back, and then slammed the door back heavily.

"Xiaoyuan?!" Ji Qingchi was startled, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhiyuan's complexion was a little unhappy, he hesitated to speak, he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

"You guys...don't go in yet." Fang Zhiyuan's breathing was a little unsteady, and a sudden heat shot up from his lower abdomen.

"Brother Ji, wait for me outside." Fang Zhiyuan looked up at Ji Qingchi.

"What did you see just now? What's inside? Is Fang Zhihuan in there?"

Fang Zhiyuan's expression changed subtly, he shook his head and didn't answer, just said, "It's okay, just help me watch the outside here."

"Brother Yuan...?" Wen Cun called him with some doubts.

"Stay away, I'll come out and explain to you." After Fang Zhiyuan said this, he raised his hand and pushed Wen Cun and Ji Qingchi back a few steps, then turned and walked into the room, and closed the door with his backhand.

Ji Qingchi looked at the door with some concern, hesitating whether to go in or not.

"Brother Ji is fine." Wen Cun bit his lips, "He is very measured, don't worry."

Poppers.

What Fang Zhiyuan smelled just now was indeed right.

There is only a bed and a table in the small room, and there is no other furniture. Four bottles of open rush are placed on the table, and the gas evaporating from inside fills the entire space. , the concentration of rush is almost unbelievably high.

Fang Zhihuan lay quietly on the bed, completely naked, and had lost consciousness.If according to what Aaron said, no one has been here for nearly two days, Fang Zhiyuan hardly dared to think about how Fang Zhihuan survived these two days.

Fang Zhiyuan held his breath after he entered the room. The rush he inhaled just now made all the blood in his body rush to one place. He forcibly resisted the desire to churn in his body, and in the shortest time, he pulled the rope around Fang Zhihuan's wrist and ankle. He unbuttoned it, then took off his coat and covered Fang Zhihuan's body, and walked out the door with him in his arms.

When Wen Cun saw Fang Zhihuan, he couldn't help but gasped.

Except for the part covered by the clothes, the skin exposed to the air is full of shocking marks. The strangle marks on his hands have reached the point of being blue and purple. His eyes are closed and he is unconscious. Unexpectedly... a person who used to be so arrogant and arrogant has now turned into this embarrassing appearance.

"Brother Ji," Fang Zhiyuan was short of breath, he bent down and put Fang Zhihuan into Ji Qingchi's car, then panted, "You take him away first."

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Qingchi frowned slightly and looked at Fang Zhiyuan, his face was abnormally red, and his breathing was not stable...

Fang Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed, he whispered, "There are four opened bottles of rush in that house."

Wen Cun didn't know what a rush was, but Ji Qingchi's expression changed. He looked at Fang Zhihuan who was quietly curled up on the back seat of his car, and nodded, "Okay."

Fang Zhiyuan took Wen Cun's wrist, and before he could explain anything, he pulled him into the car, and then closed the door vigorously.

Ji Qingchi took off his coat and put it on Fang Zhihuan's upper body, then covered Fang Zhiyuan's coat on his thighs, and tied the sleeves in a knot from the back.

Fang Zhihuan looks very good-looking, and it can be called bewitchingly good-looking.It's just that Fang Zhihuan's behavior is cruel and merciless at ordinary times, with a cold face all year round, almost no one dares to attack him, but now Fang Zhihuan, who is so powerless to resist, can arouse people's desire for sadism.

If it wasn't for Ji Qingchi's long-awaited attachment, facing Fang Zhihuan like this, maybe he would also be moved.

Although Fang Zhihuan didn't do a few good things, it still hurts his heart to be so downcast now.

Fang Zhiyuan's car had already vibrated violently. Ji Qingchi didn't know how much Fang Zhiyuan had sucked in the rush, but it seemed that he couldn't finish it for a while. He sent a few people here to guard against Fei Luo Came back suddenly, then drove Fang Zhihuan away by himself.

The concentration of rush in Fang Zhihuan's body is too high, and... under the urging of rush, I don't know how many times he forced to ejaculate. The long-term lack of food and a lot of energy consumption made Fang Zhihuan's body weak to the extreme. Ji Qingchi I could only give him a rough wipe, and then call a doctor to infuse him with glucose.

Seeing Fang Zhihuan's body deeply buried in the bed quilt, Ji Qingchi could only sigh and say "don't look at evil".

When Fang Zhiyuan came back to meet Ji Qingchi, it was already two hours later.

Wen Cun's complexion was a bit bad, and his walking posture was also very awkward. Fang Zhiyuan sent him upstairs to see Fang Zhihuan after he had a rest.

"How is he?" Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zhihuan's pale face and felt that... what Fang Zhihuan did to him in the past was not so odious anymore. After all, he had never succeeded before, but he had tasted it several times from others. consequences.

"He has a good foundation, there is no major problem, but the supply of nutrition is a little insufficient." Ji Qingchi said, "I have already given him an infusion, but there is no telling when he will wake up."

"Take him back to China when he wakes up. After all, this is not our territory. If Fei Luo tracks us down, we may not be able to leave." Fang Zhiyuan said.

"That's what I plan to do. I've already contacted Aaron, and Philo won't be able to find us in a short time."

"I'll just watch him here, you go and rest for a while." Fang Zhiyuan looked at Ji Qingchi, "I'll let you know when he wakes up."

"Okay." Ji Qingchi nodded, and after staying for a while, he turned and left the room.

Fang Zhiyuan stood there and watched for a while, then lifted the quilt lightly and took a look, and he was relieved after seeing the thin pajamas Fang Zhihuan was wearing.

"Hello, uncle." Fang Zhiyuan turned his back to Fang Zhihuan, and said softly, "I found him."

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Zhihuan hesitantly, "The situation is okay now, but I haven't woken up yet."

"Okay." Fang Zhiyuan nodded, "I will take him back as soon as possible."

Fang Zhihuan woke up.

But he could feel someone beside him, so he didn't open his eyes, and still looked like he was asleep.

"Is he still awake?"

Fang Zhihuan felt that this gentle voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while.

"No." Fang Zhiyuan sighed lightly.

After hearing this voice, Fang Zhihuan suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked at the person who just spoke in some astonishment.

"Xiaoyuan!?" He didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was indescribably hoarse.

"Are you awake?" Fang Zhiyuan turned to look at him.

"Why are you here? Where is this place?" Fang Zhihuan's head was aching, and there were countless questions in his mind. His memory still stayed in Fei Luo who was angered by him and tied him in a room, leaving only The scene where I slam the door and leave after a few bottles of rush...

As for how long he slept and what happened in it, he had no idea.

His whole body was as weak as if he had been dehydrated. Fang Zhihuan hadn't felt this way for a long, long time.

"Uncle called me and said that you haven't contacted them for a long time. He was very worried about you and asked me to find you." Fang Zhiyuan didn't want to ask him what happened. When I went to the stage to talk, both of them were embarrassed, "If you wake up, go back to China as soon as possible."

Fang Zhihuan seemed to have suddenly remembered something, his expression froze for a moment, and he was silent for a long time without speaking.

"I'll book a plane ticket later," Fang Zhiyuan said.

"I can't go back now." Fang Zhihuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocked his eyes, "You tell Dad that I'm fine, and the matter here... I'll go back after I've settled it."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes widened in surprise, "You don't go back? Why?"

"I still have something I haven't brought back." Fang Zhihuan's eyes flickered.

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