The school grass I taught became my fanboy

The rope was tied in a dead knot, and it was very laborious to untie it.

As soon as Song Jingshui loosened the rope a little, Zhang You found out.

Zhang You was short of breath, screamed, and rushed over with a dagger.

Seeing that the rope hadn't been untied yet, the woman was already stepping on her high heels and approaching the two of them.

Just as one of the knots was untied, Zhang You grabbed the dagger and was about to stab Yu Cheng in the abdomen.

Yu Cheng tried hard to break free from the rope with his wrist, but the rope was only slightly loose, and it was difficult to break free even though his wrist was already covered in blood.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Yu Cheng in the abdomen, Zhang You shouted loudly: "Die! Die! Go die!"

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The sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood was followed by a muffled groan.

Yu Cheng slowly opened his eyes, he didn't feel any pain, and a person in front of him blocked the knife for him.

Zhang You's knife fell into Song Jingshui's abdomen, and the woman was stunned for a moment when she saw that she had stabbed the wrong person. Seeing that the hand holding the dagger was covered with blood, she pulled out the dagger in disbelief and let go.

The dagger fell to the ground with a cold sound.

Yu Cheng's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly hurt. Song Jingshui actually helped him block the knife?

The belly of the clothes was already dyed red with blood, and Song Jingshui's pale and bloodless lips showed an indifferent smile, "The kindness that gave birth to me will be repaid with this knife."

After saying this, Song Jingshui leaned on Yu Cheng's body and slowly slid down, finally sitting on the ground.

"Song Jingshui, don't sleep!" Yu Cheng's voice was hoarse and his throat was dry.

Zhang You shook his head with a dazed expression, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't do it."

Yu Cheng clenched his teeth, trying to pull out his hand from the knot. His wrist was already worn out and scarred, and the rope was covered with blood. With the slippery feeling of the blood, he finally pulled out his hand.

The bloody hand picked up the stick on the side and hit Zhang You directly on the head. The woman fainted on the spot with bleeding from her head.

Yu Cheng covered Song Jingshui's wound, lifted him up from the ground, and said in a cruel voice, "I'm warning you, stand up for me, don't let me sleep!"

Song Jingshui had a weak face and a gentle smile on his bloodless lips, "Got it."

Walking out of the factory, the surrounding area was deserted, so he could only make a bet and walk on the avenue ahead.

Yu Cheng tore part of his clothes and covered the wound on Song Jingshui's body, trying to keep the wound from bleeding as little as possible.

Walking to the side of the road, there happened to be a car speeding up, and Yu Cheng waved with bloody hands.

The driver was very timid. Seeing that they were covered in blood, he didn't dare to pull them, so he speeded up and left.

Another two or three minutes later, another car came from this road, but when he saw Yu Cheng and Song Jingshui, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes moved slightly, and he resolutely galloped away.

The galloping away of the car brought up a gust of wind, which stirred up some yellow sand on the ground and made a rustling sound. There was no life on the dry ground, which was very similar to the situation of the two of them at this time.

Yu Cheng couldn't help cursing in a low voice, Song Jingshui was almost unconscious, and he must not delay any longer.

About 3 minutes later, a taxi came towards them.

Yu Cheng carefully placed Song Jingshui on the side of the road, walked straight to the middle of the road, without any expression on his face, and opened his arms to stop the approaching car.

There is only one meaning.

Either stop or run over him.

The driver barely stopped the car one meter in front of Yu Cheng. Just as he was about to yell at him, he saw the bloody hand of the person in front of him slapping his hood hard, making a loud bang, his eyes wide open. Reddened like a beast on the verge of collapse.

"Stop for a while and die?!" Yu Cheng, who had always maintained his composure, had red eyes as if he had lost his mind for the first time, and his voice was extremely cold, as if it came from hell.

The driver who wanted to scold was dumb for an instant, not daring to look directly at the man in front of him.

Yu Cheng opened the car door, then walked aside to help Song Jingshui up and put him in the car.

The driver wanted to ask something, but when he saw Yu Cheng's crazy expression, he suddenly felt that he would not dare to speak even if he had 1 guts.

"Go to the hospital, you can ask for money." Yu Cheng said.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and Yu Cheng's face could be said to be very fierce, "Immediately, immediately, go to the fucking hospital!"

The driver nodded, suppressed his beating heart, and drove away quickly.

Song Jingshui looked uncomfortable because of the bumpy road, his head was resting on Yu Cheng's shoulder, his face was as white as snow, slightly transparent.

Yu Cheng was afraid that he would lose too much blood and would not be able to survive, so he could only ask the driver to rush to the hospital as quickly as possible.

He could even feel Song Jingshui's breath getting weaker.

Yu Cheng's expression was not relaxed all the way, he was very scared, very afraid that Song Jingshui would really die for him.

"how much longer?"

The driver swallowed, his voice trembling, "The fastest is 10 minutes, and if there is no accident, we will definitely arrive at the hospital in 15 minutes."

It was around six o'clock in the morning.

Yu Mingfeng was still sleeping when an urgent alarm came from his mobile phone.

Yu Mingfeng, who was still in a deep sleep, woke up instantly. He took the phone and looked at it. It was Yu Cheng's protection system that sent him a message, and at the same time, a photo was attached.

A man was wearing a black hat with a strange expression on his face.

I found the contact information of my little nephew and dialed it, but no one answered.

A mobile phone screen on the ground of the abandoned factory lit up, and the word 'Uncle' was displayed on the screen, but no one could see it.

Although there was no expression on Yu Mingfeng's face, one could tell from his downcast eyes and those cold and tyrannical eyes that he was very unhappy at the moment, and it could even be said that he was extremely angry.

He never thought he could make such a big fire.

Yu Mingfeng sent the man's photo to another person, and after sending it, he made a phone call, his voice was irritable and calm: "Find this man immediately."

The man said yes, immediately took the order and started looking for Lu Ke.

Yu Mingfeng walked to the closet, took out a black shirt, put it on elegantly, and wore black rings on his thin white fingers, emitting a strange light in the semi-darkness.

Both hands are slowly fastening the buttons, from the bottom button to the second button, the whole process is very elegant and ceremonial, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, his whole body looks like a gentle scum Same.

No one can know how cold and dark means are hidden under such a smile.

After seven o'clock, I learned all the information about the man in the picture, including his name, identity, and family property. Everything was found out.

After eight o'clock, Lu Ke's whereabouts were monitored.

Yu Mingfeng looked at the man under surveillance, and whispered to the people beside him, "Bring him to me."

"Yes, boss."

A group of men in black left and went straight to Lu Ke.

With a relaxed expression, Yu Mingfeng stretched out his hand to pull down his collar, stepped on the floor with his slender legs, and a black shirt fully revealed the man's charming temperament.

When Lu Ke was busy with the matter at hand, seven or eight men in black came from nowhere and surrounded him. After a sharp pain in his head, his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was because of a sharp pain in his hand, and the tip of Lu Ke's nose was covered with cold sweat due to the pain.

Lu Ke looked at his left hand in severe pain, only to realize that the back of his hand was bleeding, he couldn't move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered...

Although the light was yellow and dim, it could still illuminate the surroundings, and it could also illuminate the man in front of him clearly.

Elegant and eerie.

There was still a faint smile on his face.If you have to make a metaphor, then he is a sinner, and this person in front of him is like the Lord God, judging him.

Yu Mingfeng bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch Lu Ke's chin, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Where's my little nephew?"

Lu Ke wanted to turn his head away, but he couldn't get rid of that powerful hand, which was so strong that he felt that his entire jaw was numb.

"I don't know what you're going to ask." Lu Ke continued, "What little nephew, I really don't know."

Yu Mingfeng nodded, and spoke lightly: "Really? So you don't know?"

Lu Ke just wanted to agree, saying that he really didn't know, but a heart-piercing pain came from his right hand, which made him scream out loud.

There was more and more sweat on his face, and his breathing was a little short of breath because of the pain.He didn't even have time to see the movement of the person in front of him clearly.

The man in front of him was really scary.

He traveled all over the world for so many years, and it was really the first time he encountered such a devil-like person.

Talking to you with a smile, likewise, can hurt you mercilessly. "Are you still telling the truth?" Yu Mingfeng didn't have that much patience, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, his voice was like ice on a glacier, freezing his body and mind: "I'll ask you one last time, where is my little nephew?"

Lu Ke glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock, and smiled: "I'm afraid your little nephew is no longer alive."

Anyway, it's all about death, he said everything in detail, just to stimulate the man in front of him.

What kind of expression would this calm and cruel person in front of him be, and how would he torture him.

Lu Ke was really curious.

Yu Mingfeng stood up, "Torture him over and over again." Before he left, he left the last sentence, "I don't want to see a single intact part of this man."

The two men in black behind nodded.

Lu Ke smiled like a madman, he didn't care anymore, as long as Zhang You left safely.

He only wants Zhang You to be safe.

But what he didn't know was that the fainted Zhang You had already been taken away, and everything didn't go as they expected.

When they arrived at the hospital, Song Jingshui was still giving first aid, while Yu Cheng sat outside the door and waited.

His face was expressionless, his eyes numb and lifeless.

At this time, a doctor came out of the emergency room. When Yu Cheng saw the doctor, he immediately stood up and asked about the situation.