Strange boy, don't pick it up

He Yan dragged a few gangsters to an abandoned factory in the suburbs, and sent someone to watch out two kilometers away from the factory. Usually, no one came to this place. If the car came later, it would most likely be Gu Zhengchu.

He Yan sat leisurely on a chair, looked coldly at the crowd kneeling at the bottom of his feet, and slowly lit a cigarette.

The smoke was so thick that it was difficult to see the young man's face clearly.

The people kneeling on the ground trembled. They were just a routine. They came to Gu Zhengchu's house once a month. They usually looked at such a bully. Who would have thought that there was such a big Buddha behind them?

He Yan calmed down for a while before he opened his mouth and said, "I ask you, who beat him?"

This "he" is self-evident.

The people below trembled and didn't dare to speak. No one wanted to get angry. He Yan looked at them, sneered, and said coldly, "Aren't you scared at this time?"

He picked up the lit cigarette in his hand, leaned down slightly, looked at the leader who was trembling the most, held the expensive cigarette, and pressed it directly on the other's face, listening to the cry of killing a pig, he remembered , when he was struggling, he was knocked to the ground by the person who congratulated him in an instant.

"Does it hurt?"

He was struggling like crazy, but he couldn't get away, and he lay on the ground weakly and began to choke, "Let me go... Please..."

He Yan repeated, "Does it hurt?"

The other party finally understood that if he didn't answer, the smoke from the congratulatory words would not leave his face.

He replied tremblingly, "It hurts...please forgive me..."

Congratulations put back the cigarette, his expression became colder and colder, "Then when my brother was beaten in the alley by you, it hurt so much..."

No one helped him fight, no one gave him medicine, and he had to go to work the next day as if nothing had happened. How would Gu Zhengchu answer when others wondered what happened to his wound?

No matter how you answer, you will be full of despair.

He Yan swung his fist and punched that person, his chest heaved continuously, and some red threads appeared in his eyes.

He was distressed.

My heart ached to death.

How did Gu Zhengchu survive this difficult day by himself?

Even if he sent someone back to take care of him in time, it was still not as comprehensive as his personal care. Besides, he could only provide material help, but he couldn't eliminate the psychological shadow.

He Yan sat down on the chair again, looked down at the leader and said, "Tell me, who did it?"

The leader knew that he could not escape this catastrophe today, so he gave up on himself and said, "We, we have all done it..."

The person kneeling behind him immediately raised his head and denied, "It was him, he made us do this, we didn't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yan motioned to the person next to him with his eyes, gagged him, and said lightly, "Which hand can hit him, don't want that hand, and whichever foot kicks him, just kick him." That leg is broken."

Then he chuckled, "I don't make it difficult for you, if I don't have the heart to do it myself, I have someone here."

"Of course." He Yan crossed his legs, regained his calm appearance, and said lightly, "We can also go through the legal process, and I will naturally have the ability to sue you for bankruptcy. Let's see if you want to protect your legs? Or protect your property and freedom?"

The people below were still hesitating, but He Yan said again, "Since you're so uncertain, then I'll help you choose, cut off your hands and feet, I really can't bear this tone."

The leader immediately panicked, "We haven't chosen yet, let's choose the second one, the second one!!!"

He Yan gave him a cold look and said, "It's late."

The cigarette in his hand hadn't finished smoking yet, and he felt dirty after touching that person's face. He threw away one and lit another one. When his subordinates were carrying out his orders, the person next to him He took the mobile phone and came over, put the congratulatory words to his ear, and heard the other party say out of breath, "Mr. It's a bit bad, I just got through it now..."

Congratulations stood up in shock, and cursed, "It's not enough to succeed, it's more than a failure." He immediately ordered the group of debt collectors to be released, threatened them to act according to their instructions, and even let them go.

He Yan asked the leader to sit on a chair, and asked his subordinates to stand behind him, with the point of the knife at the opponent's waist. He Yan took a rope at random, tied it to himself twice, and hadn't thrown it yet. Gu Zhengchu dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, and Gu Zhengchu ran in. He Yan was stunned for a moment, worried that the light of the fire would arouse Gu Zhengchu's suspicion, so he held it behind his back, and knelt down on the ground pitifully.