Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In the dim detention center, the lights flickered dimly, reflecting the fierce and unruly faces. Er Biao stood in the crowd with a fierce smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Zhong Yuemin.

"Damn it, you were lucky just now. You won't be so lucky this time." Er Biao's voice was full of provocation and murderous intent. The prisoners behind him also echoed him in a threatening manner.

Zhong Yuemin didn't care at all. His expression was weird and amused, as if he was watching a farce. He glanced at Ning Wei beside him, and a tacit understanding flashed in their eyes.

"What you mean is that no one will care even if there is a loud noise later." Zhong Yuemin raised his lips with a sarcastic smile, as if he had seen through Erbiao's intention.

"clever."

The night was as dark as ink. Under the dim light, Er Biao grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, like a hungry beast baring its fangs.

Er Biao waved his hand, and the remaining 30 or so prisoners stood up one after another, like a group of wolves ready to pounce, and surrounded Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei.

Zhong Yuemin and Ning Wei looked at each other, with a hint of teasing in their eyes. Zhong Yuemin patted Ning Wei on the shoulder and asked softly, "Ning Wei, are you going to do it, or am I going to do it?"

Ning Wei smiled slightly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "Captain, you should have a good rest. These little minions are not enough for me to warm up with!"

Zhong Yuemin nodded, pointed at Er Biao, and said to Ning Wei, "That grandson's mouth stinks. You have to make him brush his teeth. Pull him over here. I have something to ask him."

"Captain, just wait and see."

In the dim cell, Ning Wei's figure was like a ferocious tiger, and every contraction of his muscles was accompanied by a dull sound of a punch.

Er Biao wanted to show off his bravery, so he went straight to Ning Wei. This guy was too much of a show-off this time.

Ning Wei's fists fell on Er Biao like a hammer, and every impact gradually broke down Er Biao's defense. Er Biao's face became paler and paler, his steps began to stagger, and his steps back became more and more rapid.

Suddenly, Er Biao's body shook violently, as if hit by an invisible force, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Er Biao's body drew an arc in the air, and then slammed into the prisoners behind him. The sound of snapping continued, accompanied by the screams of the prisoners.

Ning Wei took this opportunity to move his body and sweep his legs across. His legs were like a heavy whip, hitting the prisoners' lower bodies with a sharp sound.

Each of Ning Wei's sweeps was accompanied by the prisoners' exclamations and retreats. They were forced to retreat again and again due to Ning Wei's strength and had no power to fight back.

At this moment, a prisoner's eyes flashed with ferocity. He roared and pounced towards Ning Wei.

Ning Wei's eyes flashed with a sneer, and he kicked the man hard in the chest. With a dull sound, the man flew backwards as if hit by a huge hammer, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

Ning Wei's movements did not stop because of this. He suddenly turned around and swept out with one leg. This blow was as ruthless as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, knocking down the two thugs who were approaching from the left and right one by one.

There was a sudden wailing sound in the cell, and the prisoners retreated in fear, not daring to move forward easily.

Ning Wei stood there, his eyes as cold as a knife. He glanced at the prisoners around him, and a disdainful arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, these people were just a mob, not worth mentioning at all.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Ning Wei with a playful smile on his face and said teasingly, "Ning Wei, can't you slow down a bit? I just got ready to enjoy a good show and you ended it. Damn, there were no melon seeds, otherwise I would have just taken a sip of tea and the show would have ended. Wouldn't that be a bummer?"

Ning Wei chuckled, showing a bit of pride. "Captain, you can't blame me for this! They are too weak to withstand the blow. Once I exert my strength, I can't stop it."

Zhong Yuemin waved his hands and said with a smile, "Come on, come on. I know you're a capable guy. But anyway, this place is so boring. I finally found something fun to do, and I think it'll take a long time. Now look what you want me to do?"

Ning Wei scratched his head and chuckled, "Captain, you are too kind. I am just a bit of a novice in my skills, far behind you."

"Hey! You know how to flatter now!"

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Seeing this, the other prisoners in the cell no longer dared to provoke Ning Wei easily, and they all stepped aside, fearing that they would offend this evil star.

Ning Wei did not forget Zhong Yuemin's instructions. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the prisoners around him who were once arrogant but now cowering in the corner. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on a timid figure.

"You, bring me a brush." ​​Ning Wei's voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable majesty.

When the man heard this, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He knew Ning Wei was very powerful and dared not disobey him. So he quickly got up, fetched a worn-out brush, and handed it to Ning Wei respectfully.

Ning Wei took the brush and walked towards Er Biao step by step. Er Biao was already terrified, and when he saw Ning Wei coming, he turned pale and backed away.

"What...what do you want to do? Killing is against the law!" Er Biao stuttered, his voice full of fear.

At this time, Zhong Yuemin was lying on the hard bed, with his legs crossed high, looking relaxed and at ease. Hearing Er Biao's words, he couldn't help but sneer and mocked, "Fuck, you are a talented guy. You are a prisoner in a labor camp, and you are still talking about breaking the law?"

Zhong Yuemin's words were like a loud slap in the face, slapping Er Biao hard. He was speechless and could only stare at Ning Wei with wide eyes in horror.

Ning Wei walked up to Er Biao, stopped, and looked at him coldly. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. Er Biao was frightened by his gaze, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide.

Ning Wei suddenly raised the brush in his hand and stretched it towards Er Biao's mouth. His action was so fast that it was jaw-dropping. There was no smile on his face, as if he was completing a serious task.

"Our captain said that your mouth is too ugly and needs to be brushed." Ning Wei's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Er Biao's eyes widened as he stared in horror at the approaching brush. He wanted to scream and struggle, but Ning Wei's iron-like hand tightly grasped his chin, making him unable to move.

"I...I...I..." Er Biao could only make unclear sounds. His mouth was forcibly opened by the brush, and his tongue and teeth were brushed mercilessly. The pain and humiliation almost made him want to faint.

The prisoners around were so frightened that they dared not breathe. They knew that Ning Wei was completing Zhong Yuemin's task, and no one dared to stop him.

Zhong Yuemin was lying on the bed, watching this scene, with a satisfied smile on his face. He didn't expect Ning Wei to come up with such a "unique" punishment method, but the effect was surprisingly good.

Er Biao's mouth was swollen from being brushed, and his saliva and blood were mixed together, making him look very embarrassed. His eyes were full of fear and anger, but facing Ning Wei's cold gaze, he could only swallow his anger.

Ning Wei stood in the dim light, his eyes were firm and cold, and there was still some blood on the brush in his hand. He glanced at the "prey" in his hand - Er Biao, the guy who was once so arrogant, but now he was like a kitten being picked up, unable to fight back.

"Ning Wei, it's almost done." Zhong Yuemin's voice broke the silence in the warehouse. Ning Wei then took the brush out of Er Biao's mouth, his movements revealing a kind of disdain and contempt.

Er Biao's lips were swollen from being brushed, blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth, staining his chin red. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had seen the face of the god of death.

Ning Wei carried Er Biao to Zhong Yuemin like a dead dog. Zhong Yuemin looked at the scene in front of him and smacked his lips. "Ning Wei, can you be a little gentle? Look at what you have done to this guy. It's only in here. What if he scares the flowers and plants outside? Be careful next time!"

Ning Wei chuckled, revealing a row of neat white teeth. He shrugged, seemingly casually, but there was an unquestionable determination in his eyes.

Ning Wei glanced at Er Biao who was curled up on the ground. His former ferocity and arrogance were gone, leaving only a pitiful and trembling appearance.

"Got it, Captain." Ning Wei agreed straightforwardly, but the strength in his hands did not relax at all. He lifted Er Biao up like a little chicken, so easily that it seemed weightless.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head, a teasing smile appeared on his lips. He walked up to Ning Wei, patted Ning Wei on the shoulder, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

"Ning Wei, you're a little nasty, but I like it." Zhong Yuemin laughed, his voice loud and full of ambition.

Zhong Yuemin sat on the worn hard bed, crossed his legs, folded his hands across his chest, looking relaxed and contented.

Zhong Yuemin's smile was on his face like a sign, a smile that was somewhat playful and unruly, as if the whole world was under his control.

"What's your name?" Zhong Yuemin raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Er Biao was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect this person to suddenly ask him such a question. He hesitated for a moment, and was about to answer, but Ning Wei next to him suddenly made a move and slapped him hard in the face.

"I'm asking you a question? Didn't you hear me?" Ning Wei stared with his eyes wide open, his voice full of impatience.

Er Biao staggered after being hit by the slap, and his face suddenly felt hot and painful. He covered his cheek, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he quickly replied, "Er Biao, my name is Er Biao."

When Zhong Yuemin heard the answer, he couldn't help but laugh. "Fuck, you really live up to your name! You're Erbiaozi." Zhong Yuemin patted Erbiao on the shoulder and laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

Er Biao was a little confused, not understanding why this stranger was so interested in his name. Is it that funny?

Zhong Yuemin touched his chin, his eyes revealing a bit of teasing. He looked at Er Biaozi in front of him and asked frivolously, "Er Biaozi, who asked you to cause trouble for us?"

Er Biaozi was a burly man with a face full of flesh, and he had once been a bully in this area. He widened his eyes, feeling indignant, and the humiliating scene just now kept replaying in his mind.

Er Biao thought to himself that although he was beaten by that man just now and had no power to fight back, the seemingly weak guy sitting in front of him was obviously a leader. As long as he could deal with him, all the previous humiliation would be repaid.

Thinking of this, Er Biaozi's anger grew stronger. He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Zhong Yuemin.

Ning Wei subconsciously stepped aside upon seeing this, but thought to himself: This idiot is really a fool, he actually dared to attack the captain, I don't know where he got the courage from.

However, Er Biaozi's attack did not land on Zhong Yuemin as he wished. Zhong Yuemin raised his foot casually and kicked Er Biaozi's abdomen accurately.

Er Biaozi only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person was kicked away like a kite with a broken string.

With a "bang", Er Biaozi fell heavily to the ground, grimacing in pain.

Er Biao looked at Zhong Yuemin in disbelief, his heart filled with fear. It turned out that this seemingly weak guy actually had such terrifying strength.

"Er Biaozi, you are so dishonest!"

Zhong Yuemin's mouth curled up into a cold smile, his eyes flashing with coldness. "Brother, I am soft-hearted. I didn't want to embarrass you, but you refused to accept my toast. Ning Wei, teach him a lesson."

Ning Wei heard this and walked up to Er Biaozi with an expressionless face. He punched him like raindrops. Er Biaozi screamed but was powerless to resist. Soon, he was beaten black and blue and lay on the ground unable to move.

Ning Wei mercilessly dragged Er Biaozi in front of Zhong Yuemin and made him kneel there.

Er Biaozi no longer had the arrogance he had before. He lowered his head and trembled, fearing that he would be beaten again.

Zhong Yuemin sat on the hard bed and lifted Er Biaozi's chin with his toes, forcing him to look up at him. "Er Biaozi, I'll ask you one last time, who asked you to cause trouble for us?" Zhong Yuemin's voice was cold and firm, revealing unquestionable majesty.

In the night, under the dim light, Er Biaozi knelt on the ground, his forehead was covered with blood, and his body was trembling slightly. His eyes were full of fear, and facing Zhong Yuemin in front of him, he did not dare to resist at all.

Er Biaozi's body trembled again. He opened his mouth but could not utter a word for a long time. His heart was filled with fear and hesitation.

Er Biao knew that if he revealed the person behind the scenes, he would face even more brutal revenge.

However, facing the cold Zhong Yuemin in front of him, how could he hide it?

Zhong Yuemin looked at the changes in Er Biaozi's expression, and he already had the answer in his heart. He knew that there must be a bigger force behind Er Biaozi manipulating all this. However, he was not in a hurry to reveal this secret, he wanted Er Biaozi to speak it out himself and let him bear the sin himself.

"Er Biaozi, you are a smart man, you should know what to do."

Zhong Yuemin's voice revealed an unquestionable majesty. "If you don't tell me, I will let you taste even more powerful means."

Er Biaozi's body trembled again. He knew that he had no way out. He gritted his teeth and finally said the name. "It's Liu Lao Da from the Cleaver Team and the people behind him. I don't know who is behind Liu Lao Da."