in the dark

He shook his head to get rid of those dark memories. During that time, Song Chan didn't want to think of any more. He looked at Song Nan'an sideways and found that he was also looking at him. It should be because of the word "prostitute". , He knows everything about himself, and he must also know where his sensitive points are.

Now that things have happened, I can only leave the memory behind and look forward, knowing that reconciliation is relative, life has been vicious to him before, but now it is kind, Song Nan'an is by his side.

At this time, there are only four people in the room including the children, and among the four people, only Xiaobai who said the word "prostitute" has a vague idea in his heart, and he doesn't know which people are hit by just two words sore spot.

Song Chan followed Song Nan'an's line of sight and looked back, slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, and gave him a reassuring look.

Xiaobai, who was holding water in front of him, stood still, as if waiting for Song Chan to speak.

"I didn't ask what his mother's occupation is." Song Chan turned his head to look at Xiaobai, his tone was not kind, and there was an irritable emotion that even he didn't understand.

Song Nan'an didn't make a sound to interrupt. Obviously, the consoling smile just now carried [-]% of his perfunctory skills. Song Chan's temper, how should I put it, is obedient, but it's true when it hurts. .

"This... I, I can't tell." Xiaobai clenched the bottled water in his hand, his voice was submissive, a completely soft bun, as if Song Chan, a person with tied hands, feet and head wounds, could jump from the ground immediately got up and ate him.

Song Chan glanced at him sullenly.

It wasn't until now that Song Nan'an understood that what Song Chan once told him was not just about collecting protection fees, he was not joking. He even wondered if Song Chan was ignorant and did a lot of outrageous things. , but just looking at his temperament, he doesn't seem like a disrespectful person.

On the surface, he was laughing and joking and didn't care about anything, but the experience of those years was not caused by waves.

Just when several people were frozen, the sound of high and low footsteps came from not far away, very clear, as if carrying deep uncontrollable anger.

"Why, talking about a profession made us dumb?" A slightly hoarse male voice appeared.

From far to near, a large shadow gradually appeared at the door. A tall and strong man came over and blocked the narrow door without moving. He was wearing a pair of baggy overalls, with one leg hanging and the other rolled up. At the knees, a wrinkled black jacket was put on the upper body, which was rough but had a strong sense of majesty.

Seeing people coming, Song Chan sneered, today is a coincidence, they are all acquaintances, but they are also acquaintances who don't come if they are not kind.

Fang Fang is his only deadly enemy for so many years. He has never provoked people, but he has always looked down on those who regard human life as worthless for the sake of profit.

There are many reasons for Song Chan to wash his hands in the golden basin, and this is one of them.

Since they are deadly rivals, it is obvious that coming here on purpose is not because they want to do something good, and a few words of sarcasm are naturally indispensable. Looking at it like this, I am afraid that it is not just to take advantage of words. Dog bullying, it is estimated that it takes a few feet to be stepped on.

"After all, dumb, you and this child are kind of destined!" I saw Fang Fang laughed rudely a few times, leaning against the wall and changed his movements, as if he was about to walk over, "You are all raised by a fucking bitch Yes! Do you think so!?"

Xiaobai stood aside with his head down, not daring to say anything.

Song Chan stared at the cube he wanted to walk over with a sullen face.

"Do you still remember what you looked like back then?" Fang Cui's face was still full of thoughts, "I was forced to be beaten to death in a corner, just like this child." He pointed to the child lying on the ground, "Oh No, this kid wasn't beaten, he's better than you, do you want to—" He rubbed his huge fist, as if threatening, "I'll give him a few punches too?"

There was another burst of rampant laughter.

Xiao Jiu, who was lying on the ground, kept her hands behind her all the time. No matter who came or said anything, her body didn't move a bit. Such a small child made others feel no emotions at all, and she was not afraid. Don't panic, the only movement was when Fang Fang said that Song Chan was a bitch/child raised, he turned his head and looked at Song Chan several times, and he hasn't moved his head back until now.

Song Chan couldn't understand Cube's intention at this moment, how many times did he really come to hit someone?If it wasn't for Master Huang's intentions, no one would dare to do this. Children are money in their eyes, and things that need to be handed over cannot be hurt. As for themselves, it's hard to say.

He could only hold back the breath in his heart and still stared at Cube, as if he wanted to poke a hole in him.

Fang Fang didn't stop, and walked straight towards the child, seeing that he was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly—"Don't touch the child."

Song Nan'an's deep voice burst out suddenly.

Fang Fang stopped suddenly, looked at Song Nan'an with interest, as if he had just noticed him just now, and asked, "Are you that... the policeman?" He gave a small snort after he finished speaking.

The relationship between cats and mice, seeing a dead cat lying on the road, the mouse has to run over and step on it at the risk of being hit by a car; the alive and kicking ones are terrified, and if they are dead or injured, it is useless not to step on them.

"Is this important?" Song Nan'an looked at the man in front of him intently. He only wanted to divert his attention while keeping Xiao Jiu's flaws from being discovered. He picked a sentence at random and said, "Just put the water down." left."

Song Chan, who was on the side with a dead face, loosened his expression. He didn't expect Song Nan'an to speak suddenly.

Fang Fang was stunned by the two sentences, and said sarcastically: "As expected of a policeman, you can speak eloquently! It doesn't matter whether the fuck is important, I only know that you are in our hands now, there is no water to drink, but there is good food for you!" Eat the fruit!" After finishing speaking, he pointed at Xiaobai and said fiercely: "What are you doing standing there in a daze! Don't know what to do?!"

Attention was easily distracted, Song Nan'an waited for the next move of the two men.

Xiao Bai was scolded, and unscrewed the bottle cap with trembling hands.

"You fucking don't understand? Get out! What water are you feeding! Get out, they don't want to drink!" Fang Fang was obviously very angry that the man in front of him didn't understand his words, and kicked him viciously. The water fell on the ground and wet a small piece of concrete.

Xiaobai staggered and took several strides before he stabilized, then bent his body and ran out tremblingly.

"Don't even think about drinking water, be thirsty!" Fang Fang walked towards Song Nan'an, with a sarcastic smile on his face, his footsteps were less than ten inches away from his body half leaning against the wall, and he squatted down slowly.

Song Nan'an frowned as he looked at the man who was getting closer and closer to him, and remained silent.

Seeing that something was wrong, Song Chan felt a little flustered in his heart. Seeing Fang Cui's disgusting face approaching Song Nan'an, he wanted to curse uncontrollably, "What the hell are you trying to do?" roared.

The voice was loud and not far away, Fang Cui was startled, "No! What can I do with him?!" He yelled back.

The air is stagnant, and I can't breathe.

The two stared at each other, the flames in Song Chan's eyes didn't come down, he could bear anything but Song Nan'an couldn't.

Song Chan glanced at Song Nan'an, the blood on his forehead had already dried up, turning dark red, as if a red light was on, warning that many things were beyond the tolerance range for the first time Yes, the second time is absolutely impossible.

"Dumb, what time is it now?" Fang Cui brushed his hair, said in a heavy tone, squinting his eyes slightly: "Who the hell gave you the courage to talk to me like this?!"

Song Chan didn't have the slightest fear, "I dare to talk to you like that anytime."

"Okay! Then you fucking go out and ask! Can you survive this week! When will you dare? There is no time!" Fang Fang stared, as if he was very angry at Song Chan's words: "Play with me Is it useful? Say it quickly! There is no more shop after this village! Hurry up! Come to me!”

As soon as the words fell, Song Chan's heart sank, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the words in Fang Fang's mouth. He never thought that at this point in time, he could get words from the insider.

Song Chan didn't dare to look towards Song Nan'an, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, involving death, everything is no longer simple and easy, no, maybe they should have expected from the beginning that child abduction itself is a serious matter topic.

On the other side, Song Nan'an narrowed his eyes, the two of them were obviously thinking about the same thing.

Thinking about it carefully, there are many things worthy of scrutiny in those words just now.

Can't survive a week?kill?To blatantly kill two people?

Is it really that easy?

What's more, with Zhang Zi around, Song Nan'an didn't worry about death, or even if something happened to the three children, because Zhang Zi would definitely find an opportunity to rescue them, he was just afraid of accidental injuries before the rescue.

Children are a very weak group. If they are not careful, they will be injured, let alone in the hands of this group of people.

Zhang Zi said on the phone that the child would be transported to Yunnan in advance tonight, so before Zhang Zi led someone to rescue him, the main task of him and Song Chan was to protect the child.

But now, there is only one by their side.

"Why, are you scared?! Silent!?" Seeing that the two of them were silent, Fang Fang walked towards Song Chan who had always looked down upon him, and saw him lift his foot and kick Song Chan's bound leg , "Talk! Isn't it quite horizontal!?"

Song Chan took a deep breath.

"Song Chan." Song Nan'an hurriedly called out, looking at him with deep eyes, worried that he would be hurt, and also afraid that he would be impulsive.

Fang Fang obviously didn't understand what the sound meant, and only glanced at Song Nan'an's sound, then turned his head and glared at Song Chan.

This brooding only has Song Chan's look in his eyes, which shows that the two of them have made a lot of trouble before.

Fortunately, Song Chan understood, took a deep breath to calm down, didn't resist, didn't move, didn't even say a word that was choking, and even blinked reflexively when Fang Fang kicked over.

A look of being slaughtered.

Fang Fang saw that Song Chan suddenly looked listless, and laughed loudly: "You are still afraid of death! I thought you were not afraid of anything?! Bah!" He stretched out his hand and patted Song Chan's face provocatively.

Song Chan only frowned slightly, turning his face to avoid his hand.

Inexplicable emotions surged up, and Song Nan'an suddenly felt inexplicable disgust when he saw Song Chan's series of patience.

This is obviously what he asked him to do, and he obediently followed suit.

But still disgusted.

Song Chan is arrogant, and has always been; he is also a fool, and has always been.

But he is also very obedient.

Very good, this is a very suitable word that flashed through Song Nan'an's mind.

He didn't know why he had such an idea at this moment, but he saw that because of his own words, Song Chan did nothing, did not resist or choke others, and was like a garbage bag that others would take what they gave, what I endured it all, feeling very uncomfortable.

It's hard to tell what a person should look like, but what he will become for another person.

According to Song Chan's temper in the past, he shouldn't be subjected to such anger; but at this time, he really can't be impulsive.

Reason and emotion are desperately torn apart, and there is no way to have both, but one will always prevail.

For the first time, Song Nan'an put the idea in his mind into action without thinking twice, and shouted: "Song Chan!"

Don't bear the three words before he could say it, the conversation was cut off, only to see Zhang Zi standing at the door at some point.

Fortunately, here we come.

My heart suddenly relaxed.

"Fang Fang." Zhang Zi's face was flat, his eyes swept over the several people, and fell on Fang Fang's face indifferently, and said, "Go to my place."

"Now?" Fang Fang was taken aback, stood up, lost the arrogance he had just spoken, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Zi shook the soot on his fingertips, and smiled against the light, "Are you sure you want to say it here?"

Smiling Tiger, a smiling tiger with a high seniority in the organization.

Naturally, Fang Fang didn't dare to put his words on the bright side, so he could only follow him out while slandering him. He was extremely reluctant, but he still had to do so.

A deceiving drama that was about to start with unknown results was gone, and the actors were taken away temporarily. The actors who were taken away for no reason must be a little angry.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, but the dog hasn't bullied him yet!Can you not be angry?

When Zhang Zilin went out, he glanced at the two of them again, but he didn't speak from the beginning to the end.

It's really not good to say that the identity is there.

As soon as the person was taken away, the room became dark again, the door was locked, and the tense atmosphere suddenly disintegrated.

The three of them didn't speak. Song Nan'an, Song Chan, and Xiao Jiu, who was on the ground and stared for a long time, seemed to be waiting for the surroundings to be completely safe.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jiu's body moved, and she pulled out a pair of hands behind her back, blinking her eyes and asking in a low voice: "Do I need to untie it for you?"

As soon as the words were finished, Song Chan laughed angrily, "You were puzzled when you explained it, but now you want to understand it?" A series of words jumped out.

"If it weren't for you untying the rope, we wouldn't need to worry about it?"

"Don't untie it, yours is too, if you untie it, tie it up quickly, lest you have to work hard to cover for you when you get it!"

Song Chan's tone was a bit fierce, Xiao Jiu pursed her lips and stood aside, blinking, without speaking.