The days of frying CP with the enemy

"Click"

Xu Shi everyone held their breath nervously, the sound of the rear wheels rubbing against the stones on the side of the road could be clearly heard in the ears of everyone in the car, Chu Yunjue opened the car door as if waking up from a dream, ignoring Walking or climbing, lying on the edge of the cliff, almost... almost, the whole car was gone.

He Xingci, who was addicted to the drug reaction, could not use much more after using all his strength. He was paralyzed in the back seat in an awkward position, blood was dripping from the wound on his forehead and the handlebar of the car.

The handsome appearance in the past can only be discerned vaguely now, with a bruised nose and swollen face, stained with blood.

In the misty eyes, relying on the remaining sense of smell, the bloody smell of rust was forced into the nose continuously, and after a lot of effort to see, it turned out that the seat cushion was already full of blood.

I still remember the last time I saw this picture.

It was Bai Yiqi, lying in the hospital.

Medical equipment can not stop the blood.

He stood helplessly in the ward, and the white pillow was slowly stained with blood, imprinted in his mind for many years.

Can't forgive Chu Yunjue.

And Chu Yunjue has never experienced what he has experienced.

Watching his good friend's life passing away bit by bit, there was nothing he could do but watch him call the perpetrator's name before he left, He Xing was in pain.His heart ached as if someone had pulled him hard.

After Bai Yiqi was gone, he hadn't made any close friends for many years.

The back seat door was opened roughly, and He Xingci felt gusts of biting wind blowing in, blowing the wound on his face.I can't use my strength... Oops.

The body is being dragged down.

"Chu Yunjue!" He roared his throat, "You will die!"

Chu Yunjue bit his earlobe, and the tearing sound spread between the two of them. He listened to He Xingci's painful voice with satisfaction, "I'm not going to die? Am I afraid? I'm not! It's you who are going to be punished by God." These people, what did I do wrong?" He let go of his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood:

"I returned this bite to you. Does it hurt? It's right if it hurts."

He Xingci's breathing was trembling, half of his body was dragged out of the car, and half of his body remained in the car.

The few tall men behind were getting more and more irritable. They were hired to do such a disgraceful thing. They wanted to hurry up and throw them into a wilderness. They didn't care if they lived or not.Now, not only did the masters who hired them come along, but the kidnapped people were not easy to mess with, and almost took them all to death.

Among them, the man with yellow hair clamped the cigarette butt that he squeezed out of his mouth. He leaned over and stuffed it into He Xingci's mouth, dragging his chin and saying:

"Don't be so serious. You're a good-looking guy. It's not good if you die too ugly."

He Xingci sneered and spit out the cigarette butt, his hot yellow hair shivered and backed away: "You can do it for money and life, are you worthy to tell me this?"

Huang Mao had never met someone who was so stubborn when he was about to die, so he got excited, grabbed his face and bared his teeth, "It's because you won't live long, I don't care about you."

He Xingci closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and made his attitude very obvious—every glance at you was just taking advantage of you.

Huangmao: ...

Chu Yunjue was not in the mood to talk to them, his top priority was to let those who love He Xingci see He Xingci's current state.He took out his mobile phone from the car, and while waiting for it to turn on, he walked up to He Xingci and posed him in a very uncomfortable position.

——It's true, He Xingci felt that things in his head were lumped together, and the blood was flowing backwards.

Most of his body was stuffed back into the car, his head was pressed against the hard gravel road, and he felt dizzy.

Chu Yunjue's phone turned on.

There was a smile in his eyes, and sure enough, the whole internet was talking about He Xingci's kidnapping.

The local police he chose would take at least a few hours to come in, and the investigation would also take a certain amount of time. Chu Yunjue has enough time to do his things:

"He Xingci, come here, let's have a laugh, shall we?"

The very eerie words spread on this inaccessible path. It was very unkind to say that several professional killers who were used to seeing big scenes couldn't help but feel nervous, and they looked at each other a few times.

This person...does he have a mental problem?

Looking at the kidnapped people, it seems a little pitiful.

Also, the name sounds familiar...

Chu Yunjue stole the account of He Xingci's studio some time ago, and now he is using that account to open "Weibo Live".

A group of fans who were anxiously waiting for information thought that the official blog account had found He Xingci before posting the live broadcast, but they clicked in and scared many people.

Why is the voice so familiar...

Who was He Xingci kidnapped?how so?

The unimaginable kidnapping incident was happening right in front of their eyes. The irrational ones were watching the live broadcast while leaving messages and cursing. The rational ones were already calling the police to check the background and provide clues to the police.

On the road, a low-profile black Honda drove forward at a speed close to the speed limit.

Veins popped on the man's thick arms, and sweat dripped down from his temples.There was a painful choking sound from the phone, and his fingers clasped the steering wheel even tighter. After turning on the Bluetooth, he tried his best to tell himself that he should not panic at this time:

"Uncle Su, the online video evidence collection is handed over to the police, and the plane, medical team, and police also rushed there together. I will send you the location when I arrive."

He received a text message from Chu Yunjue in advance, asking him to save He Xingci alone, one person for another.Mo Ran naturally agreed.But he wouldn't be so stupid, he really didn't need to use other materials and manpower.

Now that Chu Yunjue has caught He Xingci, he must do all the retreats. He won't let Xingci go. If the ink doesn't go away, Xingci must be dead. If he goes, at least, even if he dies, he must Bring him back.

The car body was bumping at an extremely high speed, accompanied by the huge and deep painful male voice in the mobile phone, Mo Ran stared at the very inappropriate red light, his eyes were red, and warm tears slipped down quietly.

Uncle Su agreed, he knew what He Xing's resignation meant to his young master, what happened to He Xing's resignation, his young master's slightly outgoing personality was probably going to be depressed forever.

He is also very afraid, at his age, how many years can he be with the young master?

After responding, he realized something belatedly, and a mouth on the white beard opened in disbelief:

"Mo Ran, you won't, you won't plan to find Young Master He by yourself..."

The light was about to turn green, and Mo Ran prepared to start the car as if he hadn't heard it before. He selectively deaf to Uncle Su's words, and he stretched out his hand: "Uncle Su, that's it, I'll hang up first." He took off the earphones and turned them off, and threw them in the car a corner of the

The sound of the mobile phone on the side is still ringing through my heart.

In order to humiliate He Xingci, Chu Yunjue asked the hired man to hold the phone, and he untied him.

To He Xingci, it didn't matter whether he had this rope or not. He didn't have any strength to escape, and with his injuries, all he showed was endless embarrassment.

The ability to think independently was deprived under the tremendous pain in his body, his eyes were half-opened, like a dying fish on the chopping board, only to be manipulated.

There is no pore that is not painful.

But he has to endure.

He still knew that Chu Yunjue was showing his appearance to others.

What will Mo Ran see... What will happen to his parents and fans, will it hurt more than him?

No... He's already in so much pain, it's better not to let those who love him suffer because of him.

"Hmm..." The new wound around his mouth hurt so much from the kneading of his hands that he wanted to cry out.

Fortunately, he held back.

Blood and sweat mingled on his face.

Chu Yunjue gritted his teeth, and his voice had long since lost patience, as if he was about to throw the person in front of him from here in the next second:

"You hurt, you scream, why don't you scream?"

"No..." He Xingci's strength supported him to make this weak sound, and physical torture could not extinguish the light in his eyes. He had a strong premonition that Mo Ran would definitely come, and he would last until Mo Ran Come…

"Pfft." Chu Yunjue fell to the ground with a sneer while holding his mobile phone. He Xingci was not tired, he was still tired. He stopped torturing him. There were more and more people in the upper left corner of the live broadcast room, and the number of messages increased crazily :

"Call the police, the sooner you report, the sooner you come, I will die together with your beloved He Xingci."

He slowly switched to selfie mode, and when his face appeared in the live broadcast room, there was a momentary pause in the message.

Like a network card.

No one thought that such a conscienceless kidnapper would actually be Chu Yunjue who is humble and polite in front of everyone?

What a fucking animal in sheep's clothing!

When a new round of scolding began, Chu Yunjue smiled instead of anger: "It's great, so many of you have left me messages, don't you all love me so much that you come to watch my live broadcast?"

Pooh!Who the hell loves you!You bastard, let go of He Xingci, you won't be loved in this life!

Netizens and fans were so angry that they couldn't choose what to say, and when they thought of something, their heads were dizzy and they greeted them.

Chu Yunjue's light smile was in stark contrast to the blood on the ground at his feet. Many people couldn't stand it anymore and left the live broadcast room crying. They understood that it would take time for the office staff to investigate, but they just hated, hated Can't get into the screen and strangle this demon.

The abominable big-eyed boy is still hotly searched at this time. After hearing the news, various big V stars immediately post blogs with topics, a moment of solidarity for the collective netizens.

Most of the fans are still immersed in the surprise and a little unacceptable of their idol leaving the singles. With such a big news, they are almost suffocated.

Netizens on the Internet and office workers in various places are all staring at the development of the matter with wide eyes.

Get out sooner, get out sooner.

This kind of thing happens in a society ruled by law, which is undoubtedly contemptuous and provocative to everyone.

There are two worlds in front of the screen and behind the screen. No matter how eager the netizens are, they can't stop the demons behind the screen from continuing. This is a running battle between justice and evil.

Just after driving on the winding mountain road, Mo Ran sent Uncle Su the location.

He knew that Uncle Su would be sensible.

Now that Chu Yunjue has the initiative, he is in the light, so the others can only be in the dark.

After sending the location, he threw away all the communication equipment, gritted his teeth and drove up.

The car was bouncing and he was about to crush his steering wheel—especially when he saw blood start dripping down the road.

Following the bloodstains, he finally arrived.

A hemp rope as thick as a finger, a few big men sitting in the car, he quickly looked for He Xingci's eyes, wanting to confirm his safety, at the same time he was trembling, he did not dare to look, for fear that he would not want to see screen.

Chu Yunjue heard the sound of the car from a long distance away. His little finger that was bitten off was briefly bandaged and caused unstoppable pain. He kicked He Xingci irritably, and asked some big men in the car to stop him The ink that rushed out of the car burned.

Mo Ran must have fought one-on-one, but the opposite was a few well-trained people. He was controlled, and his eyes were scarlet and could breathe fire at any time:

"Chu Yunjue, I'm already here, you let Xingci go!"

"Don't worry, He Xingci is not dead yet, I really want to play him to death, but unfortunately you are here, I will let him take a few more breaths for the time being."

Yes...it is ink burning...

His mind was in chaos, He Xingci seemed to have walked into endless darkness, and someone kept telling him - go to sleep, go to sleep, come on, close your eyes and sleep when you are tired, and fall into this dark world .

His body is sinking, his consciousness is fading.

The sound of Mo Ran roaring to the breaking sound was like a fierce glare, which made him glaring and had to open his eyes.He scratched the soil, and the small stones in the nails sting and bleed:

"Ink...Ink Burning..."