dream of divorce

Qi Ming pulled the armrest nervously and asked Zhou Lin, "What do you want to do?"

"Let you recognize the reality." Zhou Lin continued to drive, took out his mobile phone in one hand and sent two text messages.

Qi Ming didn't know what he wanted to do, and had a bad feeling, but now he could only follow Zhou Lin, and wanted to ask him for help, and also wanted to find a place to stay.

Zhou Lin has a house with three bedrooms and one living room in the city. After bringing Qi Ming home, he went down to buy food for Qi Ming.

"Thank you, how do you know I haven't eaten?" Qi Ming really thanked Zhou Lin, at this time a warm room and a warm meal are indeed what Qi Ming needs most.

Zhou Lin also bought some warming soup, and Qi Ming warmed up after taking two sips.

"I didn't know you didn't eat, but I bought food because I was afraid that you would be hungry." Zhou Lin sat down beside Qi Ming, and filled a bowl for himself.

The two finished the soup quietly, Zhou Lin took Qi Ming to the room, gave him what he needed, and left, saying that he had something to do.

Qi Ming really has no place to go now, Zhou Lin doesn't look like Han Xieyan, he is a very principled person.Qi Ming feels that he is safe now, at least he can stay at Zhou Lin's house temporarily.

Duan Heng's text message was still quietly lying on the phone, Qi Ming wanted to delete it but was reluctant.

Just like what Zhou Lin said, Qi Ming still had hope in his heart.

Duan Heng lied to others, he didn't like himself, but he was also ruthless to Zhang Jia, and still told him to get out so loudly.

Hope is always lingering in his heart, Qi Ming expects that after a while, Duan Heng will call, saying that he actually has his own in his heart.Even if he doesn't admit his mistake and doesn't ask for peace, as long as he says "I really have you in my heart", Qi Ming will go back without stopping.

This fantasy persisted in Qi Ming's mind for a long time, but the phone remained silent.

Zhou Lin didn't come back here in the evening, and Qi Ming didn't have the heart to eat, and kept guarding the cell phone beside him.

Until late at night, there was no activity on the phone, and Qi Ming stayed up all night.

After several days of not going to school, Qi Ming got up from the bed and wanted to go to school, but thinking about meeting Qi Xuan, he gave up and stayed in bed for a whole day.

In the room where there is only Qi Ming alone, Qi Ming thinks more and more about Duan Heng, and wants to have a word with him.Even just saying a word, maybe I can feel a lot better.

His chest was so suffocated that it was about to burst, his longing and sadness were intertwined, and there was no place to vent.

The re-dark night outside seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and nothing could be seen outside the window, and the occasional light that came in did not become a ray of light in the darkness.

The night is over, and it's a new day, the sun rises outside, Qi Ming got up from the bed in a daze, washed his face and planned to go out to buy two clothes.

It was cold at night and hot again during the day, Qi Ming started sweating not long after he went out, and felt more and more uncomfortable sticking to his body.

Stuck in his heart for two days, the ribs on both sides were swollen and painful, Qi Ming bought clothes and went out of the shop to the toilet in the corner to wash his face, and rested on the sink to let the swollen chest ease.

The door behind him slammed, Qi Ming raised his head, and in the mirror, a man in a jumpsuit was standing behind him.

Qi Ming sensed danger, and before he could turn around, the person behind him quickly took out a towel from his body and covered Qi Ming's mouth and nose.

"Hmm!" Qi Ming wanted to ask for help, but the person behind him was a very strong alpha, all of Qi Ming's struggles were controlled by the person behind him, and he didn't even move the towel covering his mouth and nose.

Qi Ming was suffocated, and when the towel was released, he took a deep breath, and all the pungent smell was sucked into his nasal cavity.When Qi Ming wanted to call out for the second time, his whole body went limp, and his consciousness also became blurred.

There was darkness in front of him, and Qi Ming could only hear the panting of the person behind him with his ears.

Duan Heng was restless all day in the company, with nowhere to vent his anger, and didn't read a word of the report on the screen.

Qi Ming has not been home for a day and a night, including this morning, it has been a whole day and a half.There is no text message from Qi Ming in the phone, this person just disappeared in front of him suddenly.

Duan Heng felt the anxiety in his heart, but he didn't want to go to Qi Ming, didn't want to be subdued, and didn't want him to feel that he cared about him anymore.It's actually quite good as it is now, if the lie is exposed, there is no need to worry about Zhou Lin telling Qi Ming the secret first.

After spending a day in the company in a daze, Duan Heng came home and smelled the scent of brandy that hadn't dissipated in the room, and became more and more irritable.

It's as if something that belongs to me suddenly disappears, and it's impossible not to look for it, and I'm too lazy to spend that effort if I want to look for it.

After taking a shower, the phone was vibrating on the sofa. Duan Heng went over to pick it up while wiping his hair. It was an unfamiliar number, not from this city.

This is Duan Heng's private number, not many people know about it, no one ever calls this number at work, Duan Heng can't help but feel a little strange.

"Hello." Duan Heng picked it up and gave a deep voice.

"Mr. Duan." The person on the other side seemed to have used a voice changer, his voice was hoarse and dull, with a hint of cunning.

"who are you?"

"Mr. Duan doesn't need to ask who I am, why don't you check your mailbox."

"What do you want to do?" Duan Heng followed the phone and walked into the room, turning on the computer on the desk.

There was a new email in the mailbox. When Duan Heng opened it, he saw a video attached as an attachment, which was not very big.

Duan Heng downloaded the video and opened it, the first thing that jumped out was Qi Ming's blood-stained face.

Qi Ming was tied to an iron chair, his mouth stuck to his mouth with tape, his half-length hair was hanging down, and his face was messily stuck to his face with blood, the skin on his face was almost invisible due to the blood.

The surroundings are pitch black, only a lamp is lit beside Qi Ming.

A man in one-piece overalls came over, picked up Qi Ming by his hair, and slapped him hard. Qi Ming was still in a coma and didn't intend to wake up.

Duan Heng squeezed the phone tightly, and the hand that operated the computer made a creaking sound as the mouse was squeezed, and anger swept through his body.

Following the palm, Duan Heng raised his heart violently, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"No rush, what else?" The man held a shiny scalpel in his hand, tried it twice on Qi Ming's face, and walked to the side.

The video switched to another chair with Duan Lin tied to it, and Zhang Jia next to him.

The two of them were not as miserable as Qi Ming, but they were also beaten.

"Hmm!" Duan Lin stared at the camera with terrified eyes, thumped his chair and couldn't speak, Zhang Jia beside him was crying, too frightened to even shout.

"Does Mr. Duan still like this scene?" asked the other side.

"Tell me about your conditions?"

"An hour later, bring 500 million to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs, see the money and release people. If I can't see the money at that time, or Mr. Duan calls the police, then I will start with one of them, piece by piece Unload them." Speaking on the phone, the man in overalls in the video took out a towel and covered Duan Lin's mouth and nose.

After saying this, the other party didn't make any preparations, and hung up the phone directly.

"Ah!" Duan Heng kicked the table in front of him, then quickly calmed himself down, walked out of the room, took the car keys and went to the bank first.

On the way, Duan Heng called Zhang Zhang and asked him to rush to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs to ambush around, and he would arrive later.

It was night now, and there was no time for the police to send out the police, nor did they have time to call more people, so Duan Heng could only go first by himself.

Duan Heng came out of the bank and drove all the way west to the western suburbs. Before he got on the elevated road, Zhang Zhang called and said that there was no one in the factory in the western suburbs.

Duan Heng parked the car on the side of the road, patted the steering wheel angrily, and his brain throbbed.

If not in the western suburbs, where would it be?

Zhang Zhang was rushing back, Duan Heng took out his mobile phone and dialed back, the phone he just called had been turned off.

More than 20 minutes have passed now, Duan Heng became more and more anxious and lost his train of thought. He lowered the window to calm himself down. After taking a deep breath for a while, his messy mind began to think again.

After Duan Heng calmed down, he remembered the chair that Qi Ming and the others were tied to. It was an iron chair, and it was very old.

The western suburb is an abandoned paper mill, and there seems to be no such chairs.

There is an abandoned ironworks in the eastern suburbs. This kind of iron chair can only appear in ironworks.

In front is the entrance of the elevated road, and you can go directly to the eastern suburbs. Duan Heng started the car, accelerated up the elevated road, and drove directly towards the ironworks in the eastern suburbs.

One thing, one thing, Zhang Zhang's people must not rush over like Duan Heng, so when Duan Heng arrived outside the ironworks, he was alone, and he didn't even have time to bring a helper.

Only 5 minutes to an hour.

There was a light on in one window, and Duan Heng knew he had found the right one.

The phone rang at the right time, Duan Heng picked it up, and said with a smile: "Mr. Duan is still very smart, the time is just right, and I will tear up the ticket if it is a few minutes later."

"You dare." Duan Heng got out of the car and took the money into the ironworks.

The surrounding area was pitch black, Duan Heng walked up to the second floor relying only on the light of his mobile phone, a man in overalls came out from inside, and asked Duan Heng in a hoarse voice: "Have you brought any money?"

Duan Heng threw the money in his hand over while observing the person in front of him.

Qi Ming is sure he has never seen this person's figure before, a tall and fat alpha with a scar on his exposed brow bone, under the yellow light, he can't see it very clearly.

The man mentioned the money and threw a bunch of keys to Duan Heng.

Duan Heng frowned and took the key, and the man turned and left.

Duan Heng was about to chase after him, but the man turned his head and said word by word: "Mr. Duan may not have time to chase me. I put ten kilograms of explosives in it, which can blow up this building. There are still 2 minutes before the explosion, and I am unconscious inside." If Mr. Duan works hard, he might be able to save two of them."

The man carried the money and went downstairs from the other side. Duan Heng gritted his teeth and ran into the house. Qi Ming, Duan Lin, and Zhang Jia were all unconscious and tied to chairs at a distance of more than two meters from each other.

On one of the poles in the middle, a timer was glowing red, and a bundle of dynamite was strapped to the pole.

There are three keys in his hand, and the names are thoughtfully marked on them.

The end of the rope that binds people is an iron buckle, which is locked by a big lock. Duan Heng first found Duan Lin's key, opened Duan Lin's lock and untied the rope, and then opened Zhang Jia's lock.

With 40 seconds left, it might not be enough time to help Duan Lin and Zhang Jia go downstairs, let alone save Qi Ming.

Qi Ming was covered in blood. When Duan Heng caught a glimpse, his heart ached. He gritted his teeth and helped Duan Lin and Zhang Jia one by one, and turned to walk outside.

I don't know if the explosives are real or not, but the jumping numbers make Duan Heng have no time to think about it.

Zhang Jia must not die, the relationship between the Zhang family and the Duan family is inherently complicated, if the most favored Zhang Jia dies, it will definitely cause a storm, Duan Heng automatically chooses to give up Qi Ming in his heart.

Qi Ming woke up with a snort behind him, saw Duan Heng's back in a daze, and called out in a low voice: "Duan Heng."

Duan Heng paused, then quickly walked out of the factory building and went downstairs.

Qi Ming's mind is still confused, he is sure that he has seen Duan Heng, and he is still thinking that he has come to save him.

He stumbled and helped Duan Lin and Zhang Jia down the stairs. Before Duan Heng reached the car, there was a loud noise from behind, and the heat pushed Duan Heng and the three of them forward.

Duan Heng threw himself on the ground, his whole body feeling cold.

Everything happened so fast that the kidnappers seemed to want to kill people besides money.

When Duan Heng struggled to stand up again, there was already ruins behind him, and a raging fire was still burning.

Dynamite is real.