The Real Young Master is Picking Up Trash [Transmigration Book]

Wan Qiang put the dagger back to its original place, then stood up and approached Jiang Zheye and the others.

Those few people didn't wait for the boss to open and didn't act rashly, they just looked at the two people who were tied up with covetous eyes.

"It's not impossible for you to do what you want. After all, you've been holding back for so long, just leave them alive." Wan Qiang looked down at them after standing still, with a relaxed tone.

It's as if these two people are just objects that they don't care about.

Originally still a little apprehensive, the drunken men looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces became even uglier.

Jiang Zheye's lips clenched into a line. He didn't expect that there would be such a risk. This group of people can be said to be the scum of scum!

Glancing at Chang Jiaoqi, the other party's expression was also ugly, and the eyes that looked at the group of people faintly suppressed a murderous intent.

He tried to struggle, but the rope on his body was tied so tightly that he couldn't struggle at all. Instead, he sank deeper into the flesh under his vigorous struggle, which was painful.

Seeing him struggling feebly, those people became even more excited. Someone said: "Don't move, it's delicate and tender, it will hurt us if you hurt us, hahaha! Brother Wan, do you want to come?"

Wan Qiang backed away a few steps, gave way to the venue, sneered and said, "I'm not interested, you have to be gentle, you have to let them live now."

The person who spoke at the beginning nodded, then approached Chang Jiaoqi, and began to untie the rope in his hand, "This one looks better, I like it... But these ropes are too in the way, let it go for a while."

He swallowed his water after speaking.

Chang Jiaoqi didn't act rashly, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone: "If you don't want to die ugly, you'd better stop now and let us leave."

"Hey, you're pretty good at talking harshly, hahaha! You're still saying this at a time like this, and you'll be crying later." The man kept moving his hands, and his eyes were full of disgusting desire. .

His laughter infected the others, who laughed along with them.

Only Jiang Zheye knew that what Chang Jiaoqi said was absolutely true, he looked at the opponent's clenched fist, and he could guess from the way that he wanted to resist.

Someone also started to untie the rope for him, which was indeed an opportunity to escape...

He looked around vaguely, saw the half-open shutter door, and had already made a decision in his mind.

When I saw a man's hand about to untie his collar, my stomach started to retch, very uncomfortable.

But now I have to wait for the opportunity, the rope on the foot has not been untied...

After his body was completely free, he clenched his back molars and kicked the face of the man who untied him, causing a cry of pain.

And Chang Jiaoqi also started to fight with others...

"Mo, it's really hard for you to catch the plane back overnight. Alas, I have no choice but to make you sleep." Zhao Jiao looked at the person who was bending over to change shoes at the door.

The man was wearing a dark blue suit, his clothes were slightly wrinkled, and his clothes were rarely disheveled, and his hair was not well taken care of, which was very different from his previous meticulous appearance.

There was still fatigue after running around, but the first thing he said was still—"Is the kidnapper still calling?"

This time it was Gu Xingxue who said it, "No."

After changing his shoes, Gu Mo straightened up and started walking towards the living room.

Zhao Jiao raised her feet to follow her, and the anxiety in her heart was expressed through her voice. She spoke quickly: "We are discussing whether to call the police, but according to your father's opinion, this money is nothing compared to Zheye's life." If it's a trivial matter, I'm afraid they will be provoked and tear up their tickets, so it's better not to take risks."

"We just stopped thinking about it and didn't call the police. What do you think?"

Gu Mo tore off his tie, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, frowned slightly, nodded his head in approval, and then said, "Have you contacted the Chang family?"

Zhao Jiao was stunned for a moment, she was only busy caring about Jiang Zheye, so how could she remember the Chang family.I don't even understand why the topic suddenly jumped from calling the police to Chang's house.

Gu Xingxue came to his senses, and immediately said: "Yes, their family must not be able to sleep now, so it's better to discuss things together."

Then I immediately called Aunt Chang and the others and asked them to come to the Gu family to talk, which was not far away.

The Chang family agreed and rushed over quickly.

After Aunt Chang and Chang Qiwen arrived, the tense atmosphere intensified.

Auntie Chang's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she was still wiping the corners of her eyes with a tissue after sitting on the sofa of Gu's family, and said in a choked voice, "Our Jiaoqi has never suffered from such suffering since we were young, and these damned kidnappers dare to stare at you. If you fall on him, you really don't want your life..."

Zhao Jiao patted her on the back, helped her feel better, and comforted her: "Our Zheye suffers a lot, and I can't see him suffering any more. This time, the matter will definitely not let that gang go easily. But the most important thing now is not to shed tears, but how to bring them back."

In fact, Zhao Jiao's eyes were also flushed, but she was trying not to shed tears.

Gu Mo has sorted out his image and restored his meticulous appearance. He is holding a European-style teacup in his hand, rubbing the tiny handle with his fingertips.

Following Madam Chang's next words, his knuckles suddenly turned white and he exerted himself.

Mrs. Chang tightly clenched the tissue in her hand, and said in a firm tone: "Those people must not be let go, I have already called the police! The police will definitely put them all in jail! Let these money-grubbing desperadoes receive the punishment they deserve. law justicfication!"

Zhao Jiao's hand on her back stiffened, and she asked, "Did you call the police? Are you not afraid of angering the kidnappers?"

"Yeah, what's the problem? Qiwen said the same thing. Those people are afraid of the police|police and they threaten us. We can't follow their way. If they take the money and run away, it will be cheaper them!"

Chang Qiwen, who was sitting next to her, agreed with her words, and felt that there was nothing wrong with her, "Yes, as long as the police | the police are careful, it will be fine if the kidnappers don't find out, anyway, we can't let the kidnappers have good fruits!"

The tone of the two mothers and sons was exactly the same, and it was obvious that they were biological.

Gu Mo put the teacup back on the table, and there was a slightly loud sound. The tea was still sloshing and overflowing, his expression remained the same, he just looked at Mrs. Chang with a freezing look in his eyes, "When will you call the police?" of?"

Mrs. Chang stopped crying, and said with a dazed expression, "It wasn't long after I answered the kidnapper's phone call, it should be an investigation now. Don't look at me like that, the sooner you call the police, the better. After all, there is only one day. What if it's too late?"

"Then where did you find it now?" Gu Mo withdrew his nervous gaze.

Even the Gu family, who have never been able to understand Gu Mo's emotions, can now feel Gu Mo's low pressure. This should be...unhappy, it is the first time that his emotions are so obvious...

"It seems to be checking the location of the hostages. I don't know if Officer Liu has found out? He said he will let us know if he finds out." Mrs. Chang replied categorically.

Chang Qiwen also seemed to realize that there was something wrong. He just wanted to ensure the safety of Jiang Zheye and his brother, and he didn't care about the consequences when his head got hot.And now that the family members reacted, I knew something was wrong...

I just hope that Jiang Zheye and the others are alright...

Gu Mo stood up, straightened his sleeves, looked at Mrs. Chang from top to bottom with his dark eyes, and said, "Give me the police officer's phone number."

Jiang Zheye and Chang Jiaoqi were still tied to the chairs.

Although they failed to escape last night, after an active struggle, Wan Qiang waved his hands to make his men stop.

"Forget it, let them go first, what's the point of playing if they don't cooperate, besides, they are still our cash cow, so don't move."

After Wan Qiang said that, the others didn't dare to touch Jiang Zheye and the others anymore, so they could only find a place to lie down and sleep in a depressed mood.

Wan Qiang, who was not drinking, was sober and guarded them.

By now, Jiang Zheye's lips were already a little dry, and it was not long before the agreed ransom for the transaction.

After Wan Qiang made another phone call with the Chang family and the Gu family, he turned to Jiang Zheye and said, "I really have to thank you all. I didn't expect them to be so generous. I wonder if the ransom is going to be less."

After speaking, he stood up in a good mood, and even started humming.

Seeing that the time was not far away, he finally explained to the people around him, "The three of you go to the ruined temple and watch, and pay attention to whether they have any small movements. If you call the police...then..."

He drew out his knife and swiped at Jiang Zheye's throat.

Jiang Zheye's heart skipped a beat, and he forcibly calmed down the expression on his face.

Don't make the same mistake this time...

When it really came to nine o'clock, every minute and every second was a torment for Jiang Zheye.

He seemed to be able to see Death holding a sickle, approaching him step by step.

After a while, the three people who went out came back.

They also held several silver suitcases in their hands, and opened them in front of Wan Qiang, which were full of cash.

Just looking at most of these desperadoes with green eyes and greedy smiles, the rest is probably about sharing the spoils.

This also relieved Jiang Zheye. It seems that the Chang family didn't call the police?

The group of people were almost happy, and one of them asked Wan Qiang: "We have also got the money, what should the two of you do? Have you let it go?"

Wan Qiang put down the banknotes in his hand, first looked at Jiang Zheye, who seemed to be surviving after a catastrophe, and then at Chang Jiaoqi, who was smiling.

He drew out his dagger, pointed the tip of the knife at Jiang Zheye, and said, "They saw our faces, so naturally none of them can be let go."

Others also pulled away from the joyful atmosphere and looked at them, staring at them.

The blood on Jiang Zheye's face faded, and he said with a pale face: "You all got the money, and you still want to tear up the ticket?!"

This was completely different from what he remembered. He didn't receive the alarm message, and the kidnappers got the ransom, but... the result was not good...

And this time it seemed that even Chang Jiaoqi couldn't escape.

Wan Qiang patted Jiang Zheye's cheek with the blade of the knife, his face was full of indifference, "We can do whatever we want, and you don't have the right to negotiate terms."

The cold texture made Jiang Zheye's breathing stagnate, and his heartbeat also accelerated... No, you can't just die like this!Damn it is this group of scumbags who do all kinds of evil!

But watching Wan Qiang's dagger gradually move towards his neck, he felt a lot of powerlessness.The rope was tied so tightly that even if he wanted to struggle, he would be powerless.

At this time, one of the younger brothers in the back suddenly said: "Brother, why don't you let the brothers finish the unfinished business last night before killing them, otherwise it would be too wasteful."

The dagger that had already drawn a line of blood on Jiang Zheye's neck stopped, but the owner of the dagger seemed to think about it before taking it back.

Wan Qiang stood up and walked to the corner next to him, sat down cross-legged on the spot, put the dagger on the ground, and then looked at Jiang Zheye who was still tied to the chair, his eyes were full of malice.

This action naturally made the younger brother understand his point. He rubbed his palms together, licked his lips, and began to untie Jiang Zheye's rope.

Torturing their victims is their constant hobby, but most villains prefer money to that.

So except for the three people surrounding Jiang Zheye and Chang Jiaoqi who were preparing to tear up their tickets, including Wan Qiang, the others were still counting money, immersed in the joy of money, and had no intention of caring about them at all.

Wan Qiang watched them as if watching a play.

And the person who untied Jiang Zheye was also very anxious, as if he couldn't wait.

And the person who was holding the knife and intending to kill Chang Jiaoqi also stopped his movements. He was not interested in men, so he just stood there and watched, his gaze stayed on Jiang Zheye's face filled with hatred, fear and other emotions. on, smiling brightly.

The villains who noticed the movement here all laughed happily.

Only the person who usually loves to laugh the most can't laugh now. He wants to speak several times, but his lips and tongue that used to be fluent can't speak a word now, and he doesn't blink his eyes when he looks at Jiang Zheye.

Soon the rope on Jiang Zheye's body was gone, and the person who untied him stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Zheye's arm, and pulled him up to the ground to 'work'.

And the gangster who underestimated Jiang Zheye, did not expect this seemingly weak person to resist at this time! !

Before his hand could touch Jiang Zheye, he was hit on the head by a chair!

Jiang Zheye's movements were as fast as lightning, and there was a gust of wind when he lifted the chair. It was because of the swiftness of his movements that careless people could not dodge in time.

And he also used great strength. When the chair fell down, there was a huge crack in the middle of the wooden board of the wooden chair!

Not only that, the already short gangster fell to the ground with the sound of "Boom!"Looks like the blow hit the head,

Before everyone could react in time, Jiang Zheye, whose brain was already congested, continued with the next move.

He has lost his mind after extreme despair...

He didn't even think about picking up the dagger next to Wan Qiang, so his body did it spontaneously.Even now he is still fighting with Wan Qiang.

Wan Qiang is strong and strong, but Jiang Zheye is not to be outdone, his strength is not weak, and the dagger is in his hand, so he still has the upper hand.

When the other gangsters lost their mind to watch the battle, they were planning to help.

It was stopped by Wan Qiang's voice.

"Don't move, just let me play with him." Wan Qiang didn't expect that Jiang Zheye's strength didn't match his appearance, and his eyes were full of interest.

Just like a ferocious beast that has seen an interesting plaything, it is very arrogant. Even if it is temporarily at a disadvantage, it believes that it will be its own winner.

"You're running out of strength, aren't you?" Wan Qiang blocked Jiang Zheye's fist, but hit the opponent's abdomen with the other hand, and concluded.

Jiang Zheye, who had suffered from brain congestion, had already regained his sanity. He could feel abdominal cramps, but these were still within his tolerance.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Zheye looked at Wan Qiang with cold eyes, and finally said, "Do you know that sentence?"

"What?" Wan Qiang's arm was also scratched by the dagger, which he bought at a high price, and its sharpness was comparable to cutting iron like mud.

"Fuck, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

At first, Wan Qiang thought that Jiang Zheye was talking nonsense, so he didn't take it seriously, but when the dagger was inserted into his heart, he knew it was true...

He never thought that one day he would die because of his own conceit. When he looked at the object in his heart, the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he died on his own knife.

The temperature of his body was gone with the outflow of blood, he wanted to curse Jiang Zheye, but Zhang didn't have the strength.You can only think about it before you close your eyes and die.

If he was given another chance, he would choose to kill Jiang Zheye early, otherwise how could he die so aggrieved...

And Jiang Zheye looked at the fallen Wan Qiang, then at his empty hand, took a step back, and murmured in disbelief: "I...I killed someone..."

Shocked by this fact, Jiang Zheye froze in place.

Chang Jiaoqi, unable to move, hurriedly yelled at him: "That person deserves to die! You didn't do anything wrong, don't worry about it, you run first!" The anxious look was completely different from before.

And those who were close to Jiang Zheye stared at him because of Chang Jiaoqi's voice, and some even used tape to re-stick Chang Jiaoqi's mouth.

The others were like an encirclement circle, they didn't leave any way for Jiang Zheye to retreat and began to approach him.

"You dare to kill him, you have to bear the consequences!!!"

"We have been following Big Brother for so many years. If we can't cut off your flesh piece by piece, Big Brother will not die in peace!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect your rabbit to be quite fierce. Not only can you bite people, but you can also kill people?!"

When surrounded, Jiang Zheye had no motivation to escape at all, not to mention that he couldn't let Chang Jiaoqi ignore him. Now that his hands were stained with blood, he was also a sinner, so what right did he have to live?

He looked at another corpse that fell on the ground. The eyes as big as copper bells were opened wide, and they were looking in his direction. Willing and unwilling.

This is really unbearable...

Jiang Zheye just took a look and then withdrew his eyes. He didn't dare to look again, but he always felt that Wan Qiang's gaze was fixed on him... making him shiver all over.

"You don't talk? Do you want to be dumb? If you want, I can cut your tongue right now." After speaking, he kicked Jiang Zheye and knocked him to the ground.

He even took the knife towards Jiang Zheye's face. It seemed that if he wanted to do what he said, he really wanted to cut Jiang Zheye's tongue.

But even in the face of such a crisis, Jiang Zheye was like a puppet whose soul had gone out of his body, his facial expression was numb.

This appearance of not crying, making trouble, or begging for mercy made the other gangsters very unhappy, and felt that torture was not exciting.

It is even more impossible to let Wan Qiang rest in peace.

"Don't cut his tongue first, let him kneel down and apologize to the elder brother. You have to kowtow while saying, how do you ask him to apologize without his tongue? How can the elder brother hear it?!"

Someone stopped that person, and the meaning in the words was very clear, but it was also very contradictory. How could a dead person hear the voice?

When a few people were about to go forward to drag the river to Zheye, the sound of the rolling shutter door being opened attracted all of their attention.

They all looked back.

In the dark warehouse, which was not very bright at first, it suddenly became bright, reflecting everything inside clearly.

Jiang Zheye, whose eyes were in a trance, narrowed his eyes slightly because of the glare of the light, his sanity regained a bit, and he saw——

Stepped into a group of uniformed policemen from the sun, their leather shoes kicked up dust when they stepped on the ground, and those tiny particles were flying in the light.Just the moment they appeared holding the q, can make people feel at peace.

"Don't move, raise your hands and squat down!"

"What? Those restless people still called the police! Do you think we will be afraid?! We have hostages!" These kidnappers live by licking blood on knives, and no one will be cowardly at this time.

And Jiang Zheye was also threatened by someone strangling his neck at this time, pointing the tip of the knife at him, as a hostage.

Chang Jiaoqi was also in the same situation, being pointed at by the point of a knife.

Jiang Zheye felt the tense atmosphere, and felt bitter in his heart, so is it a fluke that he lived for so long?After all, death is still inevitable, and today I still have to...

Just when the atmosphere froze.

Another footstep caught everyone's attention.

Jiang Zheye put away the thoughts in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at the passerby.

The man in a suit and leather shoes was incompatible with this chaotic scene, and his demeanor was like a cold pool, cooling down the tense and hot atmosphere.

Originally, Jiang Zheye's empty eyes became brighter, he looked at the man and shouted: "Brother Mo, why are you here?"

Gu Mo's cold phoenix eyes glanced at Jiang Zheye, paused for a moment on the redness of the other's cheek, and then noticed the dead body lying on the ground again, with no abnormal expression.

He just nodded slightly to Jiang Zheye as a response.

Then he put the two suitcases in his hands on the ground, and his magnetic voice echoed in the quiet warehouse.

"Killing them won't do you any good."

The knife point of the kidnapper who was holding Jiang Zheye moved a little closer, and it could be seen that he was very nervous.