Because of the darkness, Meng Hai didn't see the face of the only man sitting clearly for a while, but he could guess that it was the backbone of this group of big men.

Swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, he said in a trembling voice, "No matter who you are, I advise you to let me go quickly, or you will be unable to eat and walk around."

Seeing the different reactions of the two after waking up, Meng Ziqian understood in his heart that it was obvious that Meng Hai was the one who understood the truth of the matter, and the woman was completely kept in the dark.

Just have to say, the dog keeps barking in your ear, which is annoying.

With a dissatisfied gaze, he glanced at the foul-mouthed woman, who was venting the boundless fear in her heart with cursing, only felt that at that moment, she was the prey of a prehistoric monster.

The fear of being on the verge of a nervous breakdown caused her to get to the bottom of her throat, and she couldn't utter a word anymore. She was stuck in the middle of the way, her whole face was flushed, and she looked as funny as a clown.

The ears became quieter, and then Meng Ziqian turned his attention back to Meng Hai. Although he had a greasy body in middle age, he could still see the handsomeness of the man when he was young through his facial features. Another familiar shadow can be vaguely found between the brows.

Meng Hai, who was trembling all over his body unconsciously, was swept away by the cold and emotionless gaze. His feet were as soft as noodles. If he hadn't been tied to the chair at this moment, he must have fallen very ugly. .

"You...how much money do you want...to let me go."

Meng Hai is not afraid of anything in his life, but he is afraid of not having money, and he is afraid of death. He will not be so stupid as to take the initiative to offend those powerful people, so the first reaction in his mind is that the other party is asking for money.

"Are you Meng Ze's adoptive father?"

Meng Ze?Adoptive father?

The moment these two nouns fell, the expressions on the faces of the two of them changed immediately.

Meng Hai's pupils constricted in horror, but the woman's sensitive nerves exploded in an instant, so that before Meng Hai could react, she had already twisted her entire face again and shouted like crazy.

"That bastard, I fed him, clothed him, and used him, but he actually seduced my man, that shameless white-eyed wolf, we didn't adopt him, he died in the hospital a long time ago, he was hit by a car to death a long time ago , that little bastard is still looking for someone to take revenge on me..."

One sentence after another unsavory words brought Meng Haila back to his senses, and when he heard the message from the woman, his eyes flushed with fear and he shouted angrily, "Stinky bitch, shut up, shut up! "

However, at this time, the woman had already lost her mind. Hearing the words of those around her who seemed to defend them in the past few years, she twisted her face and roared angrily: "Meng Hai, you useless bastard, you have the ability to mess around, so don't deny it. You killed my son, brought back that bastard, took over my son's identity, tell me, which bitch crawled out of that bastard's stomach..."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!!" Meng Hai's face was full of ferocity, presumably if there were no ropes restraining him, he might have rushed to strangle him to death. There are more women.

While drinking angrily, Meng Hai saw the man who was half hidden in the shadows and sunlight not far away. The perfect chin and the graceful curvature of the lips became more gentle and frightened him in the yelling one after another. Until the voice trembled uncontrollably.

After an unknown amount of time, the man got up and walked towards him.

The woman was still cursing non-stop, but Meng Hai looked at that still gentle face, and the pores all over his body began to shrink violently. The fear in his bones made him instinctively want to back away.

The half-mad woman seemed to have sensed something, she stared at Meng Ziqian who had already walked in front of him, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Although the gentle and handsome man in front of her was smiling at her, she could feel that this kind of smile was piercingly cold, like a burning fire that once reached a certain terrifying high temperature, it would no longer radiate scorching heat. Instead of fire, there will be a kind of cold white flame that is completely opposite to it.

She felt that this man was like the kind of fire that was burning to the extreme, as long as it touched a little, it could wipe him out to death.

Her teeth began to chatter, her eyes were frightened, because she couldn't stand the pervasive pressure, she tried to use words to relieve her boundless fear.

"You...you want to...do...what to do...it is illegal to kill...you..."

It came to an abrupt end, and with the woman's shrill scream, a lump of blood and flesh fell to the ground, and a steady stream of blood gushed out of her open mouth.

"It's really noisy." His voice was very soft, even with a gentle smile.

In the severe pain, the woman's eyes were wide open, tears and snot poured out, her limbs twitched instinctively, but in just a few seconds, she passed out from the pain.

Meng Hai's eyes were terrified, and when he felt the soft thing fall to his feet, he screamed in fright and wanted to hide, but because he was tied too tightly, he was alone. After struggling, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

I don't know if it was because he was too unlucky, but he fell in front of that lump of soft flesh. Because the distance was too close, he could clearly see that the tongue was still bleeding, and the skin on the skin was still bleeding. You can even feel the temperature from there.

Meng Hai, who has always lived in a society ruled by law and dared to stay at home at most, has never seen such a scene. He was so frightened by the ex-wife's tongue that was stained with the temperature of his ex-wife that tears ran down his face for a moment, and he was so embarrassed.

"Okay, be quiet now, let's have a good talk, who asked you to pretend to be his father, and who did you contact the hospital to sell blood?" A gentle voice came from above the head, frightened Meng Hai's teeth chattered all over his face, and he raised his head tremblingly.

The man was still standing there. At this moment, he was holding a sharp short knife in his right hand, and a white handkerchief of the same color as his fair skin in the other hand. Red blood.

Meng Hai could clearly see the blood drops falling from the dagger and exploding on the ground not far away. The small blood drops splashed on his face, and the warm touch fell on his face, but he couldn't feel it. To a trace of temperature, there is boundless fear and fear.

For the first time, Meng Hai regretted his greed. If he hadn't repeatedly drawn the other party's blood to sell because he was reluctant to part with the money over the past year, but had obediently killed the other party directly, it would have been impossible. Nothing like today will happen.

But because of greed and reluctance, he has been secretly raising people, just to keep drawing blood that is comparable to gold.

Meng Ziqian finally finished wiping the short knife and threw the handkerchief on the ground casually. Turning his head, his expression was still so gentle, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he had cut off the fierce tongue who kept cursing with a sharp move just now. It's just as usual as eating and drinking water every day.

"Do not say?"

The knife was attached to his face, and the cold touch was transmitted from the skin to the blood vessels, and from the blood to the brain. Under the information processing of the brain, small bumps appeared on the skin one after another due to fear.

The man in front of him smiled softly, just now he also smiled softly, and then cut off his ex-wife's tongue without any hesitation.

Surrounded by darkness, quiet and bloody at this moment, such images and imaginations are enough to completely collapse the psychological defenses of any normal person with strong psychological quality.

Meng Hai was indeed completely broken from the inside out, even if he knew that once he told this secret, he would be doomed, but at this moment he didn't dare to lie, because sometimes life is more terrifying than death.

"I said I said everything..."

"I just drew a little blood from that Ono... I have never treated him badly, for him to eat and drink, I will give you all the money from selling the blood, don't kill me..."

"I don't know who he is, I only know that he lives in an orphanage, and Azeri asked me to do all of this. Azere is a monster. He said that if I don't listen to him, he will kill me. Every time he He will give me a sum of money every month. A year ago, Aze asked me to kill him directly. I didn’t kill him, and the money stopped half a year ago..."

"Ah—I really don't know anything, please let me go, please, ah—!"

The screams lingering in the open space ranged from shrill to bone-piercing, from madness to collapse, from despair to weakness, like a loud and clear symphony for an entire hour.

Taking the handkerchief from the side, Meng Ziqian slowly wiped the sticky blood dripping from his slender fingers.

In front of him were two piles of rotten meat, and the meandering blood twisted and swam around like a snake. Facing this picture of Shura's purgatory, Meng Ziqian still had a smile like the wind on his face, and he seemed to be walking in a flower garden slowly. Admire the beauty of the flowers blooming.

His originally clean and handsome face was splashed with the dark red of the stars at some point, combined with his clean smile and the dark background, this situation gives people a strange and contradictory sense of horror.

Heh, it turns out that in your previous life, you were already stiff with Li Daitao, have you snatched his identity once?

13

this crumbling world 11

Since the psychiatrist came to the conclusion of traumatic stress disorder, Meng Ziqian came to the hospital more frequently, and he must bring books with him. From the old-fashioned love novels of dog blood to business economics and management, the span in the middle can not be called It's not big, but no matter what book you buy, there will always be one or two business management books that have only been published in recent years.

When there is no TV, no mobile phone, and only books at hand, what else can I do to pass the time besides reading.

So in just over half a month, Chu Xinze finished reading "The Contract of the Evil and Charming Young Master"

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