Flesh and blood

When Jiliang became conscious again, he was awakened by a voice next to his ear...

Song Jiu: "Oh, fuck me, take it easy! I want to hurt me to death!"

Song Thirty: "His ninth brother, one word, forbearance."

Song Jiu: "Hold up! I'm not fucking Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!"

Song Thirty: "His ninth brother, what should we do?"

Song Jiu: "Hiss——that's enough, that's enough, brother, you have to hurry up, don't delay!"

……"laugh"

Song Thirty: "...It was careless."

Song Jiu: "...you're a sucker! If my brother kills you, you'll have a hard time in your next life!"

Originally, his head was still a little dizzy and cold, but he woke up curiously when he heard the conversation between the two people next to him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he didn't have to adapt to the surrounding light at all, because there was almost no light, and what caught his eyes was darkness. The painted and dingy walls... Turning around again, I saw Song Jiu and Song Thirty sitting on the ground. They were tied up with a rope, and they were back to back, tying their wrists together. thick rope.

Song Thirty held a not-so-sharp small blade in his hand, and was sharpening the rope bit by bit. After three times, two of them all came to Song Jiu's hand.

Song Jiu: "Damn Song Thirty, you fucking deliberately used that thing to kill brother!"

Song Thirty said silently, "There is heaven above, and earth below. There are tortoises on the road and bastards in the water. I can't see what's behind."

Song Jiu relented: "...Brother Ang, you can do it lightly, brother thank you."

Ji Liang, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, felt a stomach ache when he laughed, and his throat was so dry that he wanted to say a few words, but found that there was resistance to speaking.

Song Jiu and the two on the side finally noticed Ji Liang, and when they found him awake, they were immediately happy. Song Jiu seemed to see a living Bodhisattva, and hurriedly said: "I rely on Xiao Liang, you finally woke up! Damn it!" Those guys actually knocked you out and drugged you, what a fucking inhuman! How do you feel now? Can you move? It would be great if you could move this thing in our hands."

Song Thirty also looked at Ji Liang, and stopped his actions: "Your brother is afraid that I will cut his wrist, and it will be disgraceful to go out after leaving the scar." After saying that, Song Thirty pinched his throat, imitating Song Jiu's tone." I’m a fucking old man, it’s as if he’s committed suicide when someone sees this!” It’s so vivid...

Song Jiu's face was darkened, and he sat up from the ground with a sneer. His whole body felt weak. It really made him experience the feeling of a handful of ancient cartilage powder. Fortunately, those people didn't tie him up, otherwise the three of them would be in the same place. .

Song Jiunu pointed to the corner of the wall and said, "Little Liang, go drink some water and eat something to fill your belly. You haven't eaten for so long."

Only then did I see a few bottles of water and slices of bread in the corner of the wall. It was okay if I didn’t look at them. As soon as I saw it, my stomach started to growl, and I rushed up to eat and drink in a few minutes. After pouring a few slices of bread and a bottle of water into his stomach, he felt a little strength at this moment, and asked with a sigh of relief, "How long have we been locked up?"

Song Thirty: "It's the second night now."

Ji Liang squatted between Song Jiu and Song 30, holding Song Thirty's small blade in his hand, sharpening the rope vigorously. Hearing his answer, Ji Liang was surprised: "It's been closed for so long? What is it? What's going on? I was besieged by a group of inexplicable black people that day, why did you two come in?"

Song Jiu sneered: "Don't mention me, the grandsons Song Qi and Song Sanwu threatened us with you. The black man who attacked you that day knew them. I didn't expect these two people to form a gang in Italy!"

Song Thirty nodded and added: "Song Qi asked us to give him all the weapons we carried, as well as the communicator and the mobile phone."

Ji Liang's face also turned ugly. He thought that even if he was arrested, at least Song Jiu and Song Thirty would be there to take care of him. Now that the three of them have been arrested, and they have completely lost contact with the outside world, this is the worst. In such a situation, if the other party threatens them with some things, they will not be able to tell the truth from the fake, which is tantamount to being led by the nose.

This was simply the first time that the three of them had been suppressed in this way when they were carrying out a mission.

Suddenly, Jiliang remembered someone, and hurriedly asked, "Where's Pete? He didn't come with us. Could it be that he was also arrested?"

Song Jiu smiled: "Him? He is a second-generation ancestor who can do a shit! I think he drove away a long time ago. Thirty, you are not good as a friend. You are useless at critical moments."

Song Thirty didn't take it seriously: "Live at his house, eat at his house, eat at his house, and still want him to find someone to get us out. Brother Ninth, you're overthinking it."

Song Jiu groaned: "That's right, brother, stop talking, look at me, I haven't said anything serious yet, and I'm starting to defend for others. Thirty, don't wear such short-term protection, elbows You have to turn your abduction towards your brother!"

Ji Liang reached out and patted each of their backs, saying: "Don't move, I don't care if you scratch your hands."

The two finally became more honest, and Ji Liang concentrated on cutting the rope with the blade. I have to say that the rope is three or four times thicker than ordinary ropes. It is not easy to cut with a small blade. Thankfully there are no wires in it, otherwise it would be even worse.

"We have observed in the past two days, and the neighborhood is a black area." Song Jiu became serious: "The place where we were locked up should be a basement. There are people on duty every day and night. It is not difficult for us to escape. , you can do it in the early hours of the night."

Ji Liang frowned, thinking it was wrong: "Since this area is all black areas, we don't know the situation above, and now we don't have any weapons in our hands, if we rush out and besieged us by others, we still can't get out .”

Song Thirty nodded: "Xiaoliang is right. But there is one thing that is troublesome."

The impatient Song Jiu couldn't stand his slowness, so he said impatiently, "I'll tell you if I have you."

Song Thirty: "It's too dark at night, I can't see anyone."

……

Song Jiu and Jiliang smiled tacitly.

In the end, the three of them didn't think of any countermeasures to deal with them. There were many key issues, such as how to go out and fight with others without weapons. In addition, this was in their territory and there were many people, so the three of them were completely at a disadvantage.Another example is that if someone wants to plan something, they speak Italian directly face to face, and none of the three can understand it, but the good thing is that none of the group of niggers they speak Chinese can understand.

The three of them collectively sighed, Ji Liang thought about it, and said: "It seems that we can only wait for Song Qi and Song Sanwu to come, maybe we can find a way on them."

Song Jiu snorted twice, and asked back: "What way? We took those two hostages, and then threatened those black ghosts in turn? The more you say it, the more it looks like a Hong Kong and Taiwan movie. The key is that the three of us clearly communicated with Song Qihe Song three or five fights may not be able to fight."

Ji Ji said with a sneer: "Ninth brother, this doesn't sound like what you said. You were not afraid of anyone before, and you would rush if you wanted to. What's the matter now?"

Song Thirty interrupted: "Your brother is in menopause."

Song Jiu immediately scolded with a smile: "Fuck your sister's menopause! I'm not a man who is about to have a family, how can I still be careless like you, my life still involves my wife, don't let me The daughter-in-law is a widow at home at such a young age!"

As soon as Song Jiu finished speaking sweetly, Ji Liang and Song Thirty wanted to ridicule him, but before the two could speak, a voice suddenly came from outside, an unexpected visitor.

"Song Jiu is getting married? Your marriage partner, if I'm not mistaken, is a nurse in the hospital."

Hearing the voice, Song Jiu's face darkened immediately. The person who came was standing at the door, dressed in clean white clothes. He was one of their targets this time, Song Qi.

Song Jiu frowned, staring at Song Qi viciously, while Ji Liang had already hidden the blade, Song Thirty calmly pinched Song Jiu's hand hard, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Song Qi was taken aback by Song Jiu's gaze, then laughed and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not interested in other people's women."

Only then did Song Jiu secretly breathe a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that others would touch the people around him.

Song Qi was sitting on a chair outside the door, holding an ipad in his hand, he looked down from time to time, and then raised his head and said: "It is also a good thing that the young master of the Song family can be caught, I sent someone to send the news yesterday It was reported to the Song family, but it seems that Song Wei doesn't value you very much, and he didn't reply to my letter within a day, and wasted a lot of my time."

Ji Liang who was sitting against the wall was stunned, he turned his head and said in astonishment: "What did you say?"

Song Qi shrugged, with a half-smile expression on his face: "It's very simple, just let him come to Italy with the antidote alone, and if he dares to cheat, he will tear up your ticket. It's a very common threatening letter."

Ji Liang felt uncomfortable for a while, but it slowly subsided, and his conflicted mood came up again. On the one hand, he felt that Song Wei was right in not listening to Song Qi's idiot, and on the other hand, he felt that he was panicked.

"Hehe, I lied to you." Song Qi looked at Ji and sneered twice, then turned to look down at the screen of the tablet in his hand and said, "Song Wei only took half an hour to reply to me with two words: yes. "

Ji Liang was stunned again, he shook his head: "This sentence is also false."

Song Qi didn't want to talk about this topic anymore: "You can guess whatever you want, and one of them will always be true."

He never took his eyes off the things in his hands while he was talking, and at this moment, Ji Liang's heart was beating up and down, he knew he couldn't be so passively led away by Song Qi, maybe none of what he said was true, maybe He didn't send any threatening letters to Song Wei at all, and it was funny to think about it, but he still speculated about Song Wei's situation for no reason in his heart.

Song Jiu and Song Thirty, who were sitting back to back, didn't talk much. After all, Song Qi had fought with them three or four times without talking, and every time it was his own side that suffered and was injured. They were all caught by others, and they all crawled over from one place in the past. Now thinking about it, I feel ashamed.

"Got it, let's take a look at this."

Song Qi suddenly stared at the thing in his hand and smiled. He turned the ipad and pointed it in the direction of the three of them. On the screen was a magnified photo. In the photo, a woman with disheveled hair was sitting on a chair On the chair, her hands were cut behind her back and tightly tied to the back of the chair. Her eyes were covered with a black cloth.

Song Jiu's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and he roared angrily, "Fuck you! Song Qi, you're not a fucking human! Let Zhang Yue go! If you fucking dare to touch her, I'll fight you hard!! You heard No, did you fucking hear that!—”

Song Qi frowned and looked at Song Jiu, and rubbed the center of his brows in distress, and said again: "Song Jiu, I said that I am not interested in other people's women."

The current Song Jiu can't listen to Song Qi's nonsense, when he saw the familiar person in the photo, he immediately became angry and furious: "Damn! He knows how to use all kinds of tricks! If you have the guts, you fucking hit me! You fucking kill me with a gun!"

Song Qi waved his hand, indifferent to Song Jiu's rage and scolding him, but said helplessly: "Just because I'm not interested in your woman doesn't mean others are not interested in her. If I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long ago. , do you still have to wait until now?"