Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Huang Zhibin has never done this kind of thing before, he is like a headless chicken now, and seeing Lumao speak so confidently, he subconsciously agrees with Lumao's words, he is holding his phone tightly, like holding a life-saving straw, flustered nodded.

Lumao looked at him with sincerity and sincerity, and really regretted cooperating with such a coward like Huang Zhibin, and said impatiently, "Are you going to go or should I go?"

Huang Zhibin is really confused now, he is so afraid that he will die, how dare he go up, he stammered: "You you you you you you go."

Lumao turned around and dragged Ji Fanfan back who was trying to escape, and threw him on the bed roughly.

Ji Fanfan panicked, he subconsciously grabbed things with both hands, and without knowing what he caught, he threw it towards the blurry figure, and shouted the warning words with all his strength, "Don't come here!!!"

The green hair dodged the pillow he threw over, and listened to his cat-like roar with hanging eyes, watching him struggle needlessly to shrink into the corner.

He turned his head and glanced at the trembling Huang Zhibin, "Are you ready?"

Huang Zhibin swallowed his saliva, feeling that his heart was going up and down and couldn't get it right, the hand holding the phone trembled, "It's ready."

Ji Fanfan's phone number was cut off after two consecutive calls, and Ji Fanfan's cell phone was turned off directly afterwards, which made Fu Zechuan feel an ominous premonition.

He drove all the way to the last location of Liri Hotel, threw the car casually on the side of the road, and locked on the location of the hotel after scanning around with Sen Leng's eyes.

He walked into the hotel quickly, his face was so gloomy that it was frightening, and the low air pressure around him could freeze people to death. He spoke extremely fast, "Did anyone come to open the room just now?!"

The young boy guarding the front desk was playing games boredly. He didn't raise his head when he heard the voice, and replied hastily, "No, I need to find someone to look elsewhere."

I took the time to answer this sentence, but my little brother's game character was shot in the head by the enemy because he was distracted and didn't pay attention, shit!He hadn't had time to curse, but in the next second, his head in reality was violently smashed on the table.

Fu Zechuan's tone was cold, "You think it through before you speak!"

The little brother was hit so hard that his head was buzzing, his eyeballs almost protruded, and he realized that he had offended the evil god, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, there are three! There are three!!"

Fu Zechuan narrowed his eyes slightly, pressed his head even harder, the veins on the back of his hand popped up, and said angrily, "Is there anyone named Ji Fanfan!"

The younger brother felt that his head was about to be crushed, and even his brains were about to flow out of the seven orifices. He hurriedly tapped the register book, "Yes, yes, yes!! Let go of me first! Help!! "

Fu Zechuan glanced at the registration book sharply, and the names of Huang Zhibin and Ji Fanfan were impressively on it!

He couldn't believe it, the feeling of being betrayed and humiliated crawled into his heart like a devil, choking his heart tightly, he was so angry that he couldn't think calmly at all.

In an instant, Fu Zechuan felt that his whole body was going to be driven mad by anger!His eyes, which had always been calm and composed, were literally breathing fire at this moment.

Oh shit!

He gritted his teeth, how dare Ji Fanfan go with someone behind his back...! !

Fu Zechuan rushed madly to the room number written in the registration book, kicked the door open with his foot.

However, the scene inside instantly brought his rationality back to the cage, and then a greater anger burned him to pieces, making his heart ache to the point of suffocation.

Ji Fanfan's hands were bound, his jacket and trousers were ripped off, his hair was still wet and dripping, the wall against which his head was leaning was smeared with shocking blood, and the green-haired man in the room had blood on his arm. Blood dripping.

Huang Zhibin held the phone stiffly as if frightened, and even forgot to react when he saw Fu Zechuan, and he finally woke up until he was hit with a heavy fist on his face.

Huang Zhibin's mandible was nearly dislocated from the beating, and two of his teeth were broken one after another. Nosebleeds flowed down his chest, but he still only remembered to hold the phone firmly in his hand.

Lu Mao reacted faster than Huang Zhibin, and quickly picked up a stool on one side and swung it on Fu Zechuan's head.

Fu Zechuan blocked it with his hand angrily, and kicked Lumao's lower body with his foot.

Lu Mao was kicked so hard by him that he almost couldn't lift up, clutching his vitals, he couldn't stand upright, screaming and cursing: "Crazy people don't talk about martial arts!"

After being beaten up, he was afraid of accidents, so the younger administrator who ran over was dumbfounded when he saw the chaotic scene in the room. He took a big step back in fear, and immediately called the police!

Fu Zechuan really didn't expect things to be like this!

At this moment, he was kneeling in front of Ji Fanfan on one knee, looking at Ji Fanfan who was dying of torture, his hand in mid-air was trembling, and he didn't dare to touch him at all.

Ji Fanfan's eyes were dazed, his lips were covered with blood, he couldn't tell whether it was his or someone else's, his curled up body was convulsing non-stop, and he couldn't stop retching.

Fu Zechuan's eyes were red, and strong emotions hit his brain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He took off his coat and wanted to put it on Ji Fanfan, but Ji Fanfan curled himself into a ball even more fearfully, blood trickled down from the back of his head, and it was intricately mixed with the vase fragments and water stains on the ground.

Fu Zechuan trembled with anger, his trembling hands finally touched Ji Fanfan's face, his throat was as dry as fire, "Fanfan, it's me..."

Ji Fanfan's tinnitus was so severe that he couldn't hear his words clearly. He showed a bloodshot eye in fear, and vaguely saw a glowing figure in front of him.

He heard the luminous figure call his name over and over again with a sob, and heard him say, "I am Zechuan"...

Ji Fanfan's eyes gradually focused, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, the tears that he had been holding back collapsed across his cheeks at this moment, he wanted to reach out to grab this light and shadow, but he didn't have the strength.

Fu Zechuan held him tenderly in his arms, his whole heart was in pain, so painful that his limbs and bones didn't seem to be his own. He had never cried before, but now he was so sad that he couldn't hold back his tears.

Ji Fanfan opened his eyes in panic, but the familiar smell on the other person finally made him relax. With a hoarse voice, he helplessly called the name that reassured him, "Ze... Chuan... Ze... Chuan..."

Fu Zechuan gritted his teeth and suppressed crying, "I am here!"

With a soft "clang", the fragment of the vase that Ji Fanfan was holding in his hand fell to the ground...

In the police station, Lu Mao was still in the interrogation room yelling and cursing angrily over and over again, "Both crazy! Both are crazy! I'm really unlucky! I'm unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

In another interrogation room, Huang Zhibin, whose teeth were broken, was shaking with fear, clutching his hair nervously, and said regretfully: "I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything! I really didn't do anything!" Didn't do it!"

Outside the interrogation room, Fu Zechuan sat on the bench in pain with his head in his arms, while Song Chengcheng silently watched the video on the police computer, which was the live video copied from Huang Zhibin's mobile phone.

In the video, Lumao violently tore Ji Fanfan's clothes, Ji Fanfan struggled indiscriminately, and punched Lumao in the face in confusion, Lumao jumped up and grabbed his head and smashed it against the wall. In order to prevent him from moving around, he tied his hands with a towel.

Huang Zhibin's weak voice suddenly sounded in the video, "Take it easy, don't, don't kill him."

After tying up Ji Fanfan, Lumao kicked Ji Fanfan angrily, spat in annoyance, and cursed, "Damn, what a trouble!"

After scolding, I still didn't forget to reply Huang Zhibin, "I can't die."

Lumao stared at Ji Fanfan with an ugly expression for a while, then suddenly walked to the chair and picked up his coat, then took out a white medicine bottle with a torn label from his jacket pocket, and poured out a capsule from it.

He took the capsule in his hand and tossed it, with an eerie smile on his face, and then slowly took apart the two ends of the capsule, poured the medicine powder inside into a cup, flushed it with water, and stirred it evenly.

Huang Zhibin trembled when he saw his expression, and even shook the mobile phone in his hand, "What are you doing?"

"This kid is more resistant to drugs, so give him some special drugs." Lumao shook the cloudy water in the glass and smiled sinisterly, "Believe it or not, even if you don't do anything, it's time for you to drink it." The kid will post it crying too."

The camera shakes visibly again.

When the camera stabilized again, I saw Lumao squatting in front of Ji Fanfan, pinching his chin with one hand, and holding the cup with the other to pour him down the cup of water with ingredients.

At this moment, Ji Fanfan suddenly threw away his hand with some strength, opened his mouth like crazy, and bit his hand holding the cup tightly!

In the video, Lu Mao's screams rushed to his face, making everyone outside the video stand up with empathy.

Lumao screamed in pain, clenched his other hand into a fist and greeted Ji Fanfan fiercely, but no matter how hard he hit him, Ji Fanfan still refused to let go.

The lens began to shake violently again, and then only a "clang" was heard.

When the camera returned to normal, only the torn vase could be seen, while Ji Fanfan was flung against the wall, his hair was wet with water, and water droplets dripped down the ends of his hair onto the floor.

Lumao greeted Ji Fanfan's eighteenth generation of ancestors furiously while clutching his arm that had almost been bitten off.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang", and Fu Zechuan's face flashed past in the shaking camera.

The video ended here, and the police opened the record file and began to analyze this abominable kidnapping case thoroughly.

When Huang Zhibin and Lu Mao were brought out of the interrogation room, Fu Zechuan rushed over at once. If the other policemen hadn't stopped him quickly, they would have been beaten violently.

Fu Zechuan's eyes were bloodshot, especially when he thought of what happened to Ji Fanfan, he became so angry that he lost his mind. He just wanted to beat these two people to death, and let them fall into the [-]th hell and never be reborn forever!

Huang Zhibin was so frightened by his ferocious appearance that he became paralyzed on the spot. If the police interrogating him behind him were not still grabbing his back collar, he might have knelt down directly. ?