Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

"Fu Liang, do you trust me too much? Or are you too stupid?" Fu Liang heard Jiang Xun standing in front of him in a daze, looking down at him and asked.

Fu Liang was awakened by the pain, with a "pop", the long whip cut through the air sharply and hit his waist.

"what!"

He yelled and opened his eyes, but in front of him was a dark warehouse, and the white and fine moonlight poured in from the skylight, just falling on his body, as if covered with a layer of holy tulle.

Fu Liang's hands were tightly bound by ropes and hung from the beam. His feet could not touch the ground, and his arms were bearing the weight of his whole body. At this moment, he felt pain and numbness.

There were more than 20 young men dressed in black standing in the warehouse... and Jiang Xun, who was extremely white.

Jiang Xun was wearing a white shirt and beige trousers, and was looking up at him with one hand in his trouser pocket. Fu Liang couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could guess the consistent smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

The man standing next to Jiang Xun looked a little stronger. The man had a bald head, wearing black short sleeves and black cropped shorts. His aura should be that of a gang boss.

Fu Liang's eyes narrowed slightly. It turned out that Jiang Xun still had contacts with gangsters. Perhaps it was because Song Jingyuan and Qin Mu were unusual. He was mentally prepared for Jiang Xun's identity, so he wasn't too surprised now.

But the pain in his forehead, waist, wrist, arm, etc. made him gasp, and he was so uncomfortable that he was short of breath.

"Mr. Jiang, what do you want to do with him now?" The bald man asked Jiang Xun's opinion courteously.

Jiang Xun ordered calmly: "Turn on the light and let him down."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the warehouse were turned on all at once, and a man stepped forward to hug Fu Liang's legs and put him down from the air.

Fu Liang was placed on the chair again, and his hands were tied behind the back of the chair.

"Jiang Xun, what do you want to do?"

He ignored the others and only looked straight at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun smiled lightly, and came to him with one hand in his pocket, raised his chin with his left index finger, raised his eyebrows in puzzlement: "If my disguise was poor, you wouldn't be here now, if my disguise was superb , you shouldn't be so calm now... You fell into my hands, no surprises? No surprises?"

Fu Liang stared into his eyes, which were so foggy that it was hard to see clearly.

"I had a hunch that you would not be a good person..." Fu Liang curled his lower lip knowingly, "I'm still a little relieved that you finally showed your true face in front of me."

Jiang Xun didn't expect Fu Liang's words to make him feel a little creepy, as if the person in front of him had known him for a long time and had seen him through, not just because of Ye Feng's case.

"Then... are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Xun bent down to get close to his face, the yellow light fell behind him, and Jiang Xun's face became more treacherous in the shadow.

Fu Liang was still calm, enduring the pain in his body, gritted his teeth and asked, "What is your purpose?"

Jiang Xun propped his left hand on the back of his chair, his cheek was almost staggered against his face, and a soft breath penetrated into his cochlea: "Kill you...do you believe it?"

"What hatred do we have?"

Fu Liang sneered indiscriminately, his eyes swept across the world-weary faces who were standing a few meters away from him and domineering.

"You crazy, I just hate you, is that enough reason?"

Jiang Xun smiled silently, and when he looked at him again, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, but they were evil stars.

"Enough." Fu Liang nodded honestly.

Jiang Xun was a little surprised by his fearlessness in the face of danger. This is not the psychological quality that a college student may show.

Previously, Fu Liang was wronged for stealing a girl's underwear, murdered and even woke up at the scene of a bloody murder, and faced intense interrogation by the police, and after squatting in the detention room for a few days, he still looked normal and didn't panic at all...

However, it is different now. In the past, Fu Liang faced the police, the victim and his family, but the people in front of him at this moment are gangsters.

Each of them is burdened with big or small cases, and it is easy to solve an ordinary student like Fu Liang.

Therefore, it is impossible for a normal college student to be so calm in the face of this situation... Could it be that the ignorant are fearless?

Jiang Xun tilted his head with a chuckle, and asked with a simple smile, "Do you not understand their methods, or do you think I dare not?"

"Have you ever seen a pig run before eating pork?" Fu Liang looked up at him with a calm expression, "Aren't the movies, TV dramas and novels all very detailed?"

In fact, in the real world, Fu Liang himself takes black and white, and often cooperates with Taoists, especially when it comes to land business and so on.

He has personally observed how these people deal with disobedient and disobedient opponents, iron hooks, sulfuric acid, screws, electric shocks...even sensory deprivation.

Now the antagonist has become nothing but himself.

"Is there anything more real than being there?" Jiang Xun said with an encouraging look and raised his eyebrows.

He withdrew his left hand, and lightly touched Fu Liang's injured forehead with his cold fingertips. Fu Liang couldn't help hissing, not least because of the pain, but because Jiang Xun's hand was too cold.

Jiang Xun said with a smile, "Your head is quite hard, and there is no bleeding."

"Hehe..." Fu Liang tilted her head to avoid his hand, her smile was cold and stubborn, "What? Are you going to hit me on the head with a hammer next?"

For some reason, for Fu Liang's inadvertent avoidance just now, Jiang Xun felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

He stood up faster than he realized, and kicked Fu Liang's chair over.

Fu Liang reacted quickly. When he noticed the sudden coldness in Jiang Xun's eyes, he immediately tensed up. Although his body was crushed by his arms when he fell to the ground with the chair, fortunately his head was not injured, at least compared to the one he suffered just now. That whip was much better.

The muffled sound of "boom" was especially strong in the closed warehouse, and the younger brothers who watched the battle all trembled in unison.

Even the bald brother who was smoking was taken aback by Jiang Xun's attitude. He had cooperated with Jiang Xun three years ago, and Jiang Xun was also his planner from hell, helping him to get away with it so far, and without anyone knowing it. Even the enemies believed that he was innocent.

Jiang Xun has always looked confident in front of people, and he almost never lost his composure, but the kick just now was too reckless, completely beyond his understanding of Jiang Xun, and it was not Jiang Xun's style at all.

The bald brother has been up and down for more than ten years, and he has confirmed one thing in his heart in a flash - this kidnapped college student is very important to Jiang Xun.