King's Landing Nottingham

Chapter 666: Bamboo Tube Pouring Beans

Chapter 0666

"Brother, this guy thinks we are fools, his boss's money is none of his business!"

The younger brother, who sensed something was wrong, was a little upset, and when he realized it, he gave the old Messi a kick, and put his knee directly on the old messy stomach.

The leading brother, who also wore thick black stockings on his head, frowned slightly at this moment. Brother Hansen only said that he wanted to ask questions, not hit anyone.

The current script seems to have deviated from the preset track a bit, terrible.

Seeing the way the boss was scratching his head, the younger brother who was guarding the old Macy was instantly out of breath, and went up and kicked the old Macy again.

"Well……"

Old Messi thought that his yelling just now had annoyed these people, but now he was kicked again for no reason, and he didn't even dare to hum.

Just because of his status in the Notts County Club, in fact, he has no status. He is just Messi's father. If Wei Xun hadn't specially emphasized that everyone should take care of him, the old Messi would have never known that he would be beaten by everyone. how many times.

Pete's son is currently training at the Dawn Youth Academy in Notts County. He knows exactly what old Messi is like.

As soon as he heard that old Macy was suspected of "surrendering to the enemy and rebellion", old Pete drove out of the police car without saying a word, thinking that he was going to pick up his son from Notts County Primary School. They didn't have the idea of ​​private use of the bus.

His son's "Youth Coach" was being beaten by several people at this time. In fact, Old Pete wanted to laugh too, but he couldn't.

Old Macy soon felt that he was taken to a place by these people, it was chilly, and he could still feel the cold wind blowing in from some gaps under his feet.

The kidnappers fixed the old Macy on a wooden chair and tied his hands and feet. The old Macy also shook the chair under his feet, but unfortunately it seemed to be welded to death.

The purpose of this group of people is very clear, they just want to squeeze more money from the old Messi, the old Messi has said it many times, but they just don't believe it.

"Why is the professional ethics of these people so bad? Even if you kidnap someone for a ransom, you have to give the hostage a bite of food, right?"

Even though he was upset, the old Messi couldn't make a sound, after all, a pair of stinky socks were stuffed into his mouth at the moment.

The smell is very strong, and it is lucky that the old Messi did not pass out at this time.

"Squeak...boom..."

Just when the old Macy was drowsy, there was a loud noise suddenly.

This feeling is quite familiar, the old Messi thinks that he should be a place with a big iron gate now.

According to the old Messi's perception of time, he believes that this group of people should come here at this time to deliver meals to him.

The self-proclaimed dog-nosed old Messi is at the end of his talents at this time, he can't smell the aroma of the food, and he is so hungry, even if he is given a bowl of pig food, he can gobble it up.

But, not a drop...

After the kidnappers came in, without saying a word, they asked the old Messi several questions one after another, almost a replica of the previous period.

"Brother, I have answered this question several times, I really have no money..."

"Fake, you are really tough, you don't want money, don't you? Brothers, let him have a good experience of our methods..."

Before the words were finished, about three younger brothers rushed towards Old Messi, punching and kicking, all of them greeted the fleshy place.

Then the old Messi felt a particularly hot thing appearing in front of his eyes, as if there was a huge light bulb, and the old Messi could feel a halo through the sack.

Argentines have never experienced this kind of thing, and similar plots have never appeared in their TV series or movies. He does not know enough about the cruelty of this punishment, which caused the old Messi to suffer too much for no reason.

In less than 6 minutes, the old Messi struggled and made a whining sound, and the boss who stood aside and admired for a long time understood.

He is going to recruit...

"Um……"

The boss waved one hand, and immediately the younger brother went up to remove the sack from Old Messi's head and the stuff stuffed in his mouth.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo, ah..."

The Argentine sucked the air madly, it felt so good, he couldn't take it anymore.

"What the hell is he a soft bone? I thought this old man was awesome, but he turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head."

The leader, a younger brother, spat viciously on the ground. They looked down on people like old Messi the most.

Either you recruit them all quickly and avoid the pain of flesh and blood, or you just beat them to death and don't tell them, and you can get a good reputation in the end.

I always think that I can carry it through, but how can there be so many people in this world?

This group of people is also bad enough, not only beat up the old Messi, but also destroyed his will. They have already said that they can do tricks, and they also hurt their self-esteem.

Old Macy had no choice but to be held up by these people for a ten-minute ideological and political class.

Afterwards, the old Messi got a boxed lunch, and was taken away after only a few mouthfuls.

Although this meal is very ordinary, it is a life-saving food for the old Messi, and he will not let him eat it after just a few bites. This feeling is indescribable.

It's like, it's like I just dawdle, but I don't come in.

Old Messi has given a thorough account now. According to his account, the kidnappers found two bank cards from Old Messi's leather shoes.

The cunning rabbit has three caves, and old Messi has only learned a little bit.

What is the difference between putting two bank cards in one shoe and putting one bank card in each shoe?
Really think the kidnapper is a fool!

Naturally, they won't want the money. According to Brother Hansen's instructions, they only need to know where the old Macy's money came from.

"Old man, tell me, where did this money come from? Will there be more in the future?"

When old Messi heard this, he was startled at that time, because the group of co-authors were eyeing him.

No wonder I told them earlier that Messi is the star of the Notts County club and his salary is not low, so they are not interested at all.

The old Messi was not put in a sack at this time, the expression on his face, and the twinkle in his eyes gave him away.

"Boom!"

The eldest brother, who was wearing thick black stockings on his head, kicked a sandbag and the sand flowed downwards. Old Messi was also terrified.

"Let me tell you, if you dare to tell lies, we will never forgive you. Have you seen this sandbag? If you don't want to be like it, then tell the truth obediently..."

"Don't, don't, brother, I said, I said everything..."

Old Messi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but his hands were tied behind his back, and there was no way to wipe off the sweat that fell down his cheeks.

This feeling is really uncomfortable. If you want to leave here as soon as possible, the old Messi must recruit from the real situation. After thinking about this, the next step is to pour the beans into the bamboo tube, and everything will come naturally.

………………Dividing line………………

(End of this chapter)