Dressing

Liang Shu felt that he was back in the orphanage again.The damp and old smell ravaged his sense of smell and memory.His body was a little sore and limp, but he clenched his hands tightly, and there was still a little strength.Slowly opening his eyes, what he saw was a dark warehouse, with an incandescent lamp dangling above his head, and his head and body were leaning against the cold, rough wall.

There are five people around, four playing cards and one watching the game.Some wore racerback vests, some wore T-shirts, in short, they looked like they belonged to the three religions and nine streams.The only person I knew was the previous driver, who was watching the battle.

Liang Shu coughed a few times, his throat felt dry and sore.

"Thirsty?" The driver asked as the eyes of several people turned to Liang Shu.

Liang Shu nodded with great difficulty, which was more exaggerated than the actual difficulty.Showing weakness to a certain extent can improve the survival rate-Liang Shu is practicing the knowledge in the previous police and gangster films.

The driver pouted at a young man, who threw down his card and gave Liang Shu a bottle of mineral water to drink.

Liang Shu's hands and feet were tied, so he could only let the water be poured indiscriminately by those who did not mean to feed him.At least some water got into his throat, Liang Shu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and asked, "What do you want?"

The driver was a rough-looking man with a square face and a strong body, just like the Du family's bodyguards.The four continued to play cards, and only the driver replied, "Don't make any plans, and don't try to run away. There are no cars and no way to go out here. There are so many of us, you can't escape."

Liang Shu said, "Will I die?"

The driver thought for a while and said, "I don't care about this, I don't know."

"I don't want to die." Liang Shu said softly.

The driver laughed, it was a very thick and honest laughter: "This is what I said, no one wants to die. Live well."

The phone buzzed, the driver turned around and took out the phone from his trouser pocket, not really avoiding Liang Shu.

"Yeah, I'm awake....Bring them all....We?...Yes...will clean up...."

After putting down the phone, the driver sat next to the four of them, who spoke in a low voice.Liang Shu couldn't hear what he wanted to hear, his throat was sore and itchy, and he couldn't stop coughing once.

The driver turned around and asked Liang Shu, "Do you still have some water?"

Liang Shu poked his neck and nodded.

The driver took the mineral water, and his movements were lighter than that of the person who poured it just now. At least the water got into his throat more, and his throat became more comfortable.But Liang Shu didn't intend to say thank you.

The driver greeted the four people: "Come, set things up."

The four young men set off and walked outside, and after a while they each came back with various pretensions.When they walked under the incandescent light, Liang Shu saw those things—several cameras, perhaps still high-definition, surrounded him.

Before he had time to think about anything, his body gradually became hot, and a thread-like thing moved through his body, as if scratching his spleen and stomach.The unnatural dryness from the medicine in his throat made Liang Shu aware of his situation.

Breathing became uncontrollably heavy.

Liang Shu struggled with the rope that bound his body, but it was tied so tightly that he couldn't move.The hot feeling on his body became more and more obvious. A young man turned on the camera, and the red indicator light was like a flower leading to the other side of hell. It was really enchanting in the dark room.

There was already a young man who walked in front of Liang Shu first, and Liang Shu's breathing was almost bewitching in the quiet room. "Hmm..." Liang Shu moaned like a sigh, in a low voice.He tilted his neck slightly, lowered his head, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man with a blurred expression: "I...so hot." Then he twisted his body slightly, as if he was trying to get rid of something.

The young man had already moved close to Liang Shu and roughly tore his clothes.Liang Shu knew that his face was ugly, so he turned his head to his ear, breathing next to his ear: "Untie me...will you? My legs can't hold you, it's so uncomfortable..."

"Damn, it's so coquettish!" The young man cursed bitterly, then looked back at the driver, and swallowed his saliva at the same time, "Untie it?"

"Untie it and play slowly one by one." The driver said, "I'm afraid he won't show off."

The young man pressed against Liang Shu wheezingly, untied the rope, threw it aside casually, and touched Liang Shu again.Liang Shu could always moan and pant following the movements of his hands, and cooperated very well.Powerless and reluctant, his left hand was on the man's right shoulder, his right hand was around the man's waist, his legs were also spread, and he wrapped around the young man whose pants were half untied.

Liang Shu suddenly smiled lowly: "Wait a minute." The young man was stunned for a moment, and at that moment, Liang Shu pulled out the small knife on the young man's belt with his right hand, flicked his hand, and passed by the young man's neck. , the blood-red liquid sprayed Liang Shu's face and body, and he didn't even bother to turn his head to avoid it, but kicked the corpse away with his feet.The remaining four people were startled by this sudden change. When they came to their senses, they saw Liang Shu aiming the knife in his hand at his heart and inserting it straight in. The handle of the knife almost disappeared. Continue to pull down hard.They looked at Liang Shu in amazement, but Liang Shu just kept his eyes open, facing the door directly in front of him.

"Bang!" The death-like silence was interrupted by the sound of the door being knocked open. When the four turned their heads, they saw a group of bodyguards in black suits with guns, surrounded by a tall man.

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