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After 5 minutes, there was only a soft "squeak -" sound, and the iron door opened.

Surrounded by several strong men, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears walked slowly into the cell. He looked down at Song Ran condescendingly, with a pair of small soybean eyes flashing a cold and cruel light.

Song Ran sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the other party with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, hello."

Perhaps his attitude was too calm, Zhang Hai looked a little surprised, he squinted at Song Ran for a while, and sat down cross-legged: "Song Ran."

The two sat opposite each other, looking at each other silently, Zhang Hai's expression was puzzled and sinister, while Song Ran's expression was very frank.

Zhang Hai was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "How did you guess it was mine?"

Song Ran shrugged casually: "Since it wasn't me who offended, then Lin Feiyu was the one who offended, plus these unfinished buildings, and those thugs last night... the whole thing is simply a monk's head The lice couldn't be more obvious, do you still need to guess?"

"I see." Zhang Hai twitched the corners of his lips expressionlessly, "You are very smart, and you can fight well."

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare?" Zhang Hai sneered, then waved his hand lightly, "Drag in."

The two strong men behind Zhang Hai immediately turned around and went out, and then there was a "swishling" dragging sound outside, and two bloody people were dragged in. In other words, they could no longer be regarded as two people, but Two corpses with broken bones and bloodstains.

Song Ran's heart sank slightly.

Zhang Hai said lightly: "You should have guessed it, this is the third child and fifth Z, since they were dismissed by you with two tricks, it seems that they are useless, so I will deal with them casually."

"It's a pity." Song Ran said lightly.

His face remained calm, but various thoughts quickly turned in his heart. This Zhang Hai is so vicious to his own people. It seems that he has been driven to a desperate situation, almost frantic. Such a person is a mad dog, the most difficult to deal with .

"What a pity? I don't think so." Zhang Hai shook his head, "I think it's a good deal to exchange the lives of the two of them for Lin Feiyu's darling."

"Sweetie?" Song Ran couldn't help but sneered, and then sighed softly, "Mr. Zhang, do you think someone like Lin Feiyu will care about my life?"

Zhang Hai stared at him closely, and slowly revealed a cold grin, with two rows of black and yellow fangs like a bloodthirsty mad dog: "I wasn't sure before, but seeing that you are facing the current situation, how can you still do it?" Being able to maintain such a calm appearance, coupled with your appearance, as well as your skills and conversation... I am now sure that you are Lin Feiyu's heart."

Song Ran remained silent, Zhang Hai is cruel and cunning, and now he is even more desperate to be fooled, if he thinks that he is the kind of dispensable "little lover", he might kill himself directly, and then Send them one piece at a time to Lin's house, and make Lin Feiyu feel disgusted; on the other hand, if he feels that he is very important to Lin Feiyu, he will use himself to force Lin Feiyu to submit, and he will not kill people for a while.

Now, the best way to face such a cruel and arrogant lunatic is to take advantage of the weakness of the opponent's mentality and try to find a chance to escape.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Hai sneered again: "Why, do you still want to deny it? You know, Lin Feiyu never lets anyone spend the night in Lin's house, but you have lived there for half a month."

Song Ran lowered her eyes and deliberately showed a bitter smile: "Mr. Zhang, I really can't hide anything from you."

"It's good that you know." Zhang Hai said lightly.

Song Ran sighed, raised the mineral water bottle in his hand, and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhang, I toast you with a torch and a torch in your eyes."

Zhang Hai narrowed his eyes: "You are quite courageous."

Song Ran shrugged: "It's all like this anyway, why not take it easy."

Zhang Hai stared at him for a while, twitched the corners of his lips, and said to a younger brother beside him: "Bring two bottles of wine, the strongest one."

Soon, two bottles of spirits were placed on the ground between the two of them.

"This is the wine made by my own winery. Its strength is higher than most liquors on the market." Zhang Hai directly poured three glasses full of liquor, and slowly pushed it in front of Song Ran, "Song Ran, since you want to respect me , you have to be a little sincere, what's the point of toasting with mineral water?"

Song Ran didn't say a word, just picked up the wine glasses and drank them one by one.

He closed his eyes, savored it carefully for a moment, and murmured: "Good wine should be made from high-quality sorghum, corn, and barley. Mixed steaming and burning... such an ancient brewing method, the final product alcohol can be close to 65 degrees, it is indeed a good spirit."

Song Ran used to socialize a lot in his previous life and knew a lot about baijiu. At this moment, he said casually, and he actually looked good. Zhang Hai was addicted to alcohol, and his expression changed when he heard it. In the end, his eyes lit up, as if he had met someone. Life confidant.

He sighed and said with regret: "Song Ran, did you know that I like drinking, so you deliberately please me? You are really smart and bold. If I had known you a few years earlier, my sluts would It's a pity that the green leather business can be handed over to you."

"Boss Zhang flattered me." Song Ran said lightly.

He spoke humbly, but secretly sneered in his heart, Maguo, Qingpi?I'm afraid it's meth and heroin.But having said that, Zhang Hai has even told himself this now, it seems that he has no intention of keeping alive at all.

The two drank a few more cups, and Song Ran used all his skills in entertaining clients in the past to coax Zhang Hai into a ecstasy. Perhaps thinking that Song Ran had only a few days to live, Zhang Hai actually said: " Song Ran, although I have to wrong you to stay here for a few days, but you can tell me what you lack."

Song Ran sighed: "There's nothing else, but it's winter now, and it's really cold and cold to sleep on this kind of concrete floor at night. It would be great if I could have a bed, and I don't need a good bed, just a folding camp bed."

"Camp bed?" Zhang Hai slightly narrowed his small soybean eyes, "Song Ran, don't you want to dismantle the stainless steel parts on the camp bed, such as the feet of the bed, to make weapons?"

Song Ran choked, with a look of embarrassment on his face, as if he had really been guessed by the other party, and smiled slightly: "I really can't hide it from Mr. Zhang's eyes."

Zhang Hai laughed, and the younger brothers around him showed expressions of admiration, and flattered them one after another: "I have never seen anyone who can win Z big in this life!"

"Yeah, big Z's eyes are poisonous!"

"Whoever wanted to bite back last time was directly crippled by the boss!"

Song Ran sighed, "I think so too."

Zhang Hai is obviously very useful, but he is also very cautious: "Okay, of course I can't give you a camp bed or something, Z Jiu, there are some board furniture in the utility room downstairs, get some for him, the visitor is a guest, right? It can't make Mr. Song's life too shameful."

The plank furniture is not very strong, and it is almost impossible to use it as a weapon. Song Ran smiled wryly: "Mr. Zhang is really cautious."

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years." Zhang Hai smiled, "Song Ran, look at you, first you say that Lin Feiyu doesn't care about you at all, and then you say that you need a camp bed. "

A little brother next to him flattered and said, "No matter how thoughtful he is, Sun Houzi can't find the palm of the Tathagata Buddha."

"Hahahahaha..." Zhang Hai laughed loudly.

Song Ran sighed, touched the remaining bottle of white wine: "Then leave this bottle of white wine to me, is it okay?"

"I think what you want is not wine, but a wine bottle. After all, this thing can kill people if it is smashed." Zhang Hai pulled the corner of his lips, picked up the bottle of white wine, and poured it into the empty space with a "gulu gulu". mineral water bottle.

He handed the bottle of mineral water filled with liquor to Song Ran, with a complacent yet mocking tone: "Take the wine you want."

Song Ran held a bottle of mineral water filled with white wine, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

Zhang Hai took Song Ran into the army again, obviously in a good mood, and left triumphantly.

After two hours, the younger brothers really moved some furniture in, including beds, cabinets, simple sofas, and even desks, as well as a mess of books, but all the furniture was light and thin board furniture, even There is no solid wood furniture that is slightly stronger, and it is impossible to use it as a weapon.

With a slight wry smile on Song Ran's face, watching them move the furniture in, she couldn't help but sighed, and fell on her back on the bed.

He sneaked a glance at the camera out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Hai would probably be very proud and in a good mood seeing his helpless look.

Sure enough, to deal with a cruel, domineering and arrogant person like Zhang Hai, he must first let him appreciate himself, then let him think he has seen through his tricks, and finally complacently join him in the army.

Song Ran narrowed her eyes, with an extremely disappointed expression on her face, but she was very satisfied in her heart.

Zhang Hai is a drunkard, so at the beginning he toasted with mineral water, and sure enough, Zhang Hai took out two bottles of spirits, and finally he pretended to want a bottle of wine, Zhang Hai also kept the baijiu as he expected, Take the wine bottle away.

And pretending to want to fold the camp bed, Zhang Hai mistakenly thought that he wanted to use metal parts to make weapons, and finally sent a bunch of plank furniture.

A room full of plank furniture, a few dirty quilts, a messy stack of books, a bottle of 65-degree spirits, a toilet in the corner... Song Ran squinted her eyes. The success rate of that plan was very high, but it was also very It's dangerous, but in the face of the current situation, we can only give it a go.

As for Lin Feiyu...

Thinking of this name, Song Ran's temples throbbed again. Now Lin Feiyu must have received Zhang Hai's kidnapping information, most of which are some images and sounds captured by the camera. I hope Lin Feiyu will never listen to any word of Zhang Hai and call the police immediately. It is the best policy.

Alas, why did I encounter such a mess all day long.

Song Ran rubbed his temples with a headache, and felt that there should be no need to worry too much. Lin Feiyu's eyesight is not convenient, and his temperament is extremely suspicious, so he probably wouldn't rush over.

He slept in a daze for several hours, had a bunch of messy dreams, and ate a few big steamed buns the next day, then curled up on the bed and pretended to be listless. Implement that plan.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Ran rubbed her eyes, yawned hugely, then slowly climbed out of bed, lay on the ground and looked out from the hole of the air conditioner. This empty unfinished real estate is desolate and beautiful.

After dark, you can act. Although it is very dangerous, there is no better way.

At this time, there was only a soft "squeak—" and the iron door opened again. Several younger brothers escorted a tall young man with a black cloth bag on his head and pushed him in: "Go in! Be more serious. !"

Song Ran's heart sank suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Why do you..."

That young man was Lin Feiyu. When he heard Song Ran's voice, he was slightly shocked, then rushed over stumblingly, hugged Song Ran fiercely, his whole body was shaking violently, and his voice was even hoarse to the extreme: "You're fine, you're fine..."

I don't know how long it took before Lin Feiyu's heavy breathing gradually calmed down. He seemed to feel Song Ran's silence, soft lips gently pressed against Song Ran's ear, and whispered: "I'm sorry, it's obviously my enemy, but dragged you in."

Song Ran didn't say a word, he was still a little confused, Lin Feiyu was suspicious and cautious, extremely selfish and cunning, how could he come here so recklessly?

Lin Feiyu was silent for a while, then said softly: "Don't worry, I will make Zhang Hai's death very, very ugly."