pig iron

Two of his subordinates died, and their bodies were shattered by knives and axes.The remaining wounded were all sent to the hospital in a low-key manner.Mu Chuan still can't take human life seriously.But how could this kind of thing not kill people?No matter how much compensation is given to the family members, it is just to suppress right and wrong and express a little shame.I can't change back to a lively person, and I can't give his family a filial son, a caring husband, and an almighty father.

The finishing touches were done quickly, but not sloppily.The live ones were taken away, and the dead ones were dragged to the wilderness, doused with gasoline and burned.

Before the police, they faked an ordinary incident of rioting.

Li Huai called and asked Mu Chuan if he could still come today.Mu Chuan asked him to wait, and he will arrive immediately.

Mu Chuan was very unhappy.Although his face remained motionless, his heart was turbulent.

He will go to Europe in person soon to conduct the third negotiation on M&A matters.When such an incident happened, the trip had to be postponed again.

He tried his best on the outside to avoid losing a little profit, but inside he wanted to pull him down.If he didn't go, he was afraid that he would miss a great opportunity.After all, it's only a little bit close, and we can't fall short.When the group went out late, the US market was completely divided.It happened that the European economy was still in a downturn, so he wanted to take the opportunity to win a piece.

I went there, and after I came back, I don't know what the earth-shaking situation is.These old things!Just know that the corpse is a vegetarian meal, and earns face according to seniority.

His dissatisfaction and worries swelled up.He really hated people who dared to find him unhappy.

Mu Chuan's complexion was not good, his lips were pale.Things are done well and behind, and it is rare to show a haggard and tired state.During the dog days, he was cold for no reason, covering his tight suit jacket with every button fastened.Reaching out to touch the shirt inside, it was warm and wet.Then, staring at the light red blood on the palm of his hand, he was in a daze.

The wound is not deep.Doesn't sew well too slowly.Stitched up, the scar is too ugly.

The next day, Mu Chuan could barely get out of bed.All the bones in his body seemed to be crushed by someone. After walking a few steps, he couldn't bear it and squatted down.

He has never broken his limbs, been stabbed by a knife, or been shot by a gun. How dare he say that he is in Mu Chuan's business.Even if she is used to a comfortable life, how can she be so delicate.

In the morning he was invited to the police station for tea, and in the afternoon he went to a villa in the suburbs.

It's a good place, surrounded by mountains and rivers.The mountain is not high, barely delicate and pleasant.The water is not deep, but it is also clean.

Entering it is like a garden.There are pools, corridors, and gazebos.Pressure pads and attack dogs are also readily available.The walls are frighteningly thick, and the wire fence is terribly high.One safety measure after another has given the beautiful small building and pond a bit of a sense of splendor.

There are two small buildings, facing east and west.

The above is fine, the windows of the small rooms are bright and clean.In the basement, the gloomy smell outside the house was magnified into a gloomy and cold atmosphere.No matter how clean the cement floor was afterward and how neatly arranged things were, it still gave people a sense of fear.

Everyone doesn't believe in gods, ghosts, and ghosts, and the underworld will retribution.But no matter how hot it is, if you enter here, the chill will seep from the bones.Probably because there are too many dead people.

Mu Chuan has a very interesting kid under his command, named Xia Tian, ​​who specializes in this line of work here.Bright eyes, a mouth full of neat and white teeth.He has quick hands and feet, a lively personality, and is very pleasing, and he has a pure taste when he smiles.

Summer is a bit crazy, no big or small.After working for more than a year, he yelled at Mu Chuan casually.Boss, big brother, boss, boss, Ah Da, Da Da, Dada...Mu Chuan, who is often called, is messed up in a gust of wind.What is Dada.Occasionally, he would talk crazy about Mu Chuan: "Boss, you are actually very handsome. You can know that you are hurt when you look at your age and good temper. It's a pity that I already have a boyfriend. But don't be discouraged, maybe one day I will dump you." Did you fall in love with that dead ghost?"

As a result, Mu Chuan's skill of prying the wall was +1, and the attribute of the old Mu next door was +1.Often after talking about the nasty jokes with her boyfriend in Xia Tian, ​​everyone often throws meaningful looks at Mu Chuan, such as "I understand", "Don't be sad", "Alright spare tire", "Focus on orphans".

Without scolding, when scolded, he trembled all over his body and looked terrified.He loves acting, and his eyes are innocent and innocent, which makes you feel that any more words about him are harsh on him.When you waved your hand helplessly, he swayed away with a playful smile again.

Wherever you go, you can liven up the atmosphere and mingle with each other.The cold lead color is dyed warm.Therefore, it is very suitable to work here and relieve everyone's psychological pressure.

After finishing the work, washing the knife, sharpening the knife, and lubricating oil, Xia Tian asked him very seriously while scraping the knife: "Boss, can you stop extorting confessions by torture? It's too low, and no one has the right to do so. Let's do more psychological warfare, shall we?" ?”

The silly boy watched several police and gangster movies and psychology books, and found the interrogation in them very interesting, so he was eager to try it.

Mu Chuan smiled, don't worry, wait for the opportunity.

Torture, the time is short, the effect is quick, and the cost is low. If you get a confession, hurry up and do whatever you want.The mouth is soft, everyone is happy after the round, and they say everything that needs to be said.Slowly simmering with a stubborn mouth, he has never seen anyone who did not speak.

What I'm most afraid of is when I meet a big shot, I won't be able to fight seriously and I won't be negligent.Old fritters, master.question?Circle and circle around you to death.Set a trap and change the subject.Threats and lures offer prices to you, and I don't know who is interrogating whom.Harmless corporal punishment?It takes a long time to grind water, and some have to be prepared for a long time.

You still have to engage in a scientific diet, and the food and lodging should not be too bad.

After rounds of fatigue battles are over, serve him well like his ancestors and torture him like a slave.He explained everything that should be said and should not be said, and several people were also in a trance by him and almost vomited blood.

I did it once in Xia Tian, ​​and I was very tired from being tortured.He tugged at his sleeve and said, Boss, don't play any more.Pull out teeth or tap your fingers, give me a pliers, drag it down, please have a good time.

When Mu Chuan entered, things were almost done.

In fact, he knows whether to ask or not, but he still has to take a look.

The basement is filled with defecation smell and thick blood. The two smells are mixed together, mixed with the ambiguous warmth that rushes to the face, which almost makes people sick.

Xia Tian was working hard there, the person on the ground was beaten into a blood gourd, and the strands were almost torn apart.He couldn't stop screaming, hugged his thighs and knelt and cried wildly, his face was covered with blood and tears, his face was so horrifying just looking at his body.

He kowtowed and wailed, speaking incoherently.He said begging him, begging him, let me go, he didn't dare.After a while, my daughter has leukemia, and it costs money to treat the disease, otherwise I wouldn't do this.He crawled all over the ground and said that he wanted to find his daughter's photo and medical certificate to show him.After a while, he said that he didn't know anything and couldn't say anything.Others will not let him go, his whole family depends on him to support them, and when he dies, the whole family will die.Let the little brother show kindness, let him go, let him go, he remembers his great kindness, he remembers it.

Xia Tian picked up half of the clothes and stuffed them into his mouth.Squatting on the ground with a smile, he said: "Dude, don't bark. My mother ran away with someone when I was six years old, and my father can't take care of himself and has to be taken care of by others. My elder sister came out to make money at the age of 17, and the two younger brothers urged us every day. Life is short, you have to eat, drink, read, and the bone marrow is almost drained. If you know I am suffering, pity me, give my brother a way to live, and finish what I have to say earlier. I can also deal with the boss, I took the money to help others pay tuition."

When you do evil, you are more ruthless than anyone else. When something goes wrong, you will pretend to be pitiful and kind, and when you get up again, you will turn around and stab you again.What are you doing with the white lotus? The bad world forces the good to do evil?The little policemen who have just taken office don't follow this routine.

Xia Tian pouted and sneered.

The corner of the mouth of the striker next to him twitched, this kid can make eight sets of his own life experience in a day.

Mu Chuan flipped through the interrogation record, and he remembered almost everything in it.It's just useless little details to ask.

He rubbed his temples as if he couldn't bear to close his eyes, and waved his hands, let's all stop.

Just now, it was like a group of demons dancing in an asura field, and suddenly the wind and moon cleared, and they all stopped.Howling was also forced to choke his stomach.

Mu Chuan raised his eyelids, and said in a gentle voice, "The attack is so vicious, what if he disabled his daughter?"

Xia Tian stood still with a smile on his face: "The boss is too soft-hearted. Listen to him howling. It's miserable." He picked up the man on the ground and lifted it forward for Mu Chuan to see, "There's nothing wrong with it. I'm sensible."

Hearing that Mu Chuan was going to stop, Xia Tian was quite sorry.He mixed a large bucket of strong brine and didn't use it, and he could always get something out of the mouths of these people.

The boss said enough is enough.

Mu Chuan asked where the person he had taken care of that day was.

Xia Tian smiled slyly, rubbed the blood on his hands and pointed out: "Hey, single room. Why don't you let it take care of it, Lao Du is watching."

When Mu Chuan entered, he saw this scene.

The man was fixed on the rack.The knees are raised and fixed by the leg splitter, and the lower body can be seen at a glance.The head was stuffed into the space surrounded by the long metal pole and the legs, and the upper and lower sides were close together. The whole body seemed to be folded into three sections and fixed in an extremely twisted posture.

The figure is very good, with broad back muscles, perfect waist and hip muscle lines, sweat dripping like oil, and the color is attractive.The two strong thighs are protruding from the muscles due to excessive tension.The body twitched and twisted weakly under the fear, and the acupoints in the back of the body shrank and shrank.

That thing is very impressive, the thick, long and hard one is raised high, the mouth of the bell is firmly plugged, and the two eggs are heavy and swollen like two small fists.The genitals and even the posterior acupoints are dripping with juice, and there are still some white paste-like objects on the heels of the thighs.

Under the man's leg is a wolfhound.

The scarlet rough tongue licked firmly on it, and the black dog's wheezing and wheezing were matched with the man's painful and fearful twisting and twitching rhythm.Lao Du was still using a brush dipped in meat fat ointment to continuously smear on the man's genitals.

Mu Chuan only felt a tingling feeling slowly rising in his heart, and the blood all over his body trembled and poured down his body.

In the dim space, Mu Chuan's face left a vague and ambiguous outline in the dim light. He smiled and said in a low voice: "Old Du, which style is this, you have to teach me."