Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Seeing his pale face and uncomfortable expression, Ding Wei pouted and walked to another red suitcase, and brought them a bottle of unopened mineral water and a bag of instant noodles.

The food was thrown into Wu Xingxing's arms.

Song Jianyu faced the kidnapper's gaze, pushed Wu Xingxing who was on his body, turned his head and blinked at him, "Can Xingxing help brother open it, brother's stomach hurts."

Wu Xingxing watched his brother blink desperately, then raised his head and glanced at the kidnapper standing there watching the two brothers, and said crisply, "Brother, I will help you."

He opened the water bottle, carefully supported the bottle and gave Song Jianyu a few sips of water.

"Thank you Xing Xing, you can drink yourself when brother is full."

Song Jianyu curled up and asked Wu Xingxing to drink by himself.

Ding Wei only watched the conversation between the two brothers back and forth for a minute, and lay back on the cardboard without interest.

He took out his phone and checked the time. It was still a long time before eight o'clock in the evening.

Ding Wei sent the photo he took in the villa to Wu Jiayue, "There are still twelve hours, hurry up and prepare the money!"

Wu Jiayue, who had already boarded the plane, turned off her mobile phone, and it was already an hour and a half later when she saw this text message.

Ding Wei closed his eyes and went to sleep soon after sending the text message.

In the corner, Song Jianyu hugged his stomach and hid his two free hands, listening to the sound of Wu Xingxing unpacking the instant noodle bag.

"Crack clap."

Wu Xingxing gnawed on the bread, Song Jianyu made sure that the three of them closed their eyes and fell asleep again, carefully stretched their bodies, put their mouths on Wu Xingxing's ears, and reminded him with the smallest breath, "Brother Go find a way, sit here and don't move around, and don't make other noises, just nod if you understand."

Wu Xingxing looked at the three kidnappers over there, and nodded obediently.

"Give my brother a bite too."

When the instant noodle cake was brought to his mouth, Song Jianyu took a bite, and then untied all the ropes from Wu Xingxing's body.

He wrapped the strong nylon rope around his left and right wrists. After Song Jianyu tugged hard to make sure it was strong, he bent down and walked slowly to the fire that was used to heat hot water two meters away.

There is a small fire piled with bricks, which is a temporary fire pile used by this group of people to cook instant noodles.

Song Jianyu pulled out a blackened brick from inside, shook the weight in his hand, and carefully returned to the corner of the wall just now.

Brick was placed behind him against the wall, and the boy squatting on the ground calmly looked at the three sleeping figures not far away with his black eyes open.

I was thinking about who to attack first and how to subdue it in one move. If I fail, is there a second way to choose besides death.

That calm gaze wandered back and forth on the three kidnappers, brainstorming his plans over and over again.

In the end, Song Jianyu fixed his eyes on the watermelon knife next to Ding Wei's pillow.

The blade was thirty centimeters long, and it lay there quietly with a cold light shining.

Ten minutes later, Song Jianyu picked up another brick from the extinguished fire and put it into Wu Xingxing's hands. Bring over the instant noodles.

"Take off your shoes and walk upstairs until you get to the top floor. Do you know how to hide and seek? Don't make any noise to let people find you, unless my brother is looking for you."

Wu Xingxing trusts his elder brother the most, and he will do what the other party says.

He took off the shoes on his feet and stepped on the gravel-filled concrete floor, holding the brick Song Jianyu handed him, a shoe, and the half-drunk bottle of mineral water in his arms.

Song Jianyu held the bag of instant noodles with only a little bit left in his mouth, and while eating, he looked at the little figure stepping on the stairs and walking upstairs little by little.

He tried his best to chew the instant noodles in his mouth, making those people think that the two brothers were still eating together, and looked at Wu Xingxing who was slowly going upstairs.

After making sure that the other party disappeared in the stairwell, he did not let down his vigilance.

The young man squatting on the spot holding the brick, patiently counted from one to one thousand in his heart, after estimating where Wu Xingxing should have hidden, he tied Wu Xingxing's remaining little leather shoe with the rope on his body, There was a slipknot on the shoe and he squatted beside the stairs, lowering the rope little by little so that the rope successfully landed on the ground of the first floor.

Song Jianyu retracted the rope bit by bit, leaving only the shoe on the first floor.

Many times people have a misunderstanding that everyone who escapes from a high-rise building subconsciously runs downstairs, because going downstairs represents boundless hope and possibility.

But Wu Xingxing was only seven years old, even if Song Jianyu took him to the first floor to see him off.

With the speed of his legs and feet, the kidnappers can catch them again within 5 minutes after waking up, and the treatment they will receive will not be water and instant noodles.

That's why he let Wu Xingxing run upstairs to hide.

And he, now only needs to subdue one of their kidnappers.

Song Jianyu set his mind on Ding Wei. Ding Wei was obviously the mastermind among the three. As long as he was restrained and waited until the police came to rescue, they could escape from here.

The person who stood there and thought about everything, clenched the bricks and the rope on his body, squatted on the ground and walked step by step towards the figure lying on the cardboard with his back facing him.

"Hello!" Song Jianyu moved to Ding Wei, stood up straight, bent down and took the watermelon knife next to his pillow, and kicked the sleeping young man on the ground.

When Ding Wei woke up, he saw a watermelon knife sticking to his chin with a cold light.

"Look here." Song Jianyu raised the brick in his left hand, and slapped him on the head without hesitation the moment he turned his head.

The moment the blood splattered, Song Jianyu moved the blade of the knife in his right hand a little bit forward, and the ten-year-old boy stood in front of Ding Wei with a cold face, looking down at the struggling man on the cardboard, "Don't move, or this knife will The knife is going to see blood today."

Ding Wei stopped his tumbling movements, covered his bleeding head and opened his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, furiously, "Scorpion! Spring rolls don't fucking sleep!!"

Not far away, Laizi and Chunjuan woke up in a daze, and when they looked up, they saw Ding Wei being pointed at the neck with a knife, and the two quickly stood up from the cardboard.

Song Jianyu walked around behind Ding Wei with a knife in his hand and looked at the two of them, "Stop, I'll kill whoever takes a step forward."

"Fuck! You're a kid on a horse and you're telling me to kill people, and the lame man came up and killed him!" Ding Wei is now pinned down by the knife around his neck, but the two brothers are free.

The two of them still couldn't believe that they couldn't handle a ten-year-old child.

Song Jianyu frowned, looking at the two figures rushing towards the meteor, the blade in his hand was pulled forward and horizontally, and the blade cut through the skin of Ding Wei's neck immediately, penetrating three parts of the flesh.

The people under him wailed on the spot.

"Whoever comes again, I'll cut his neck off with the next knife." Song Jianyu held the watermelon knife firmly with his right hand, and looked coldly at the two kidnappers who stopped halfway there.

Laizi and Chunjuan have seen ruthless people before, but they have never seen such a child who is only half their height can be so vicious.

After Song Jianyu threatened the two people, he looked down at Ding Wei who was sitting on the ground, clutching his neck and gasping for breath, and pushed the blade back in, "Put your hands down."

Ding Wei raised his head with red eyes and glared at him.

Only the ten-year-old boy raised the brick in his left hand and waved it threateningly in front of his eyes, "Do you still want to try?"

"What do you want!"

Song Jianyu threw the rope on his body towards the two people in the distance, "Tie yourself up and let me go, let's pretend that today's incident never happened."

"You want us to let you go?" Ding Wei's forehead was covered with blood from the bricks, and the blood that flowed down his neck made him dare not breathe hard, fearing that the knife would go inside if he gasped. In a few more inches, he has to explain his whole body here.

"I can't help it. After all, I'm a good person and you are kidnappers. People like you are scheming and can do anything." Song Jianyu poked Ding Wei's bald head with a brick, "Take out your mobile phone."

Ding Wei took out his cell phone.

Song Jianyu put the phone into his pocket, pressed his bald head again, and put his right hand across Ding Wei's neck as steadily as a mountain, and looked up at the two kidnappers holding the rope slowly in front of him.

"I'll count to ten from now, and if I don't see you guys tying yourselves up, I'll kill him first!"

After all, Ding Wei's neck was stabbed again, and the people on the ground grabbed the cardboard under him tightly, looking anxiously at the mangy and the spring rolls, "Hurry up, hurry up, move faster!"

"1." Song Jianyu looked coldly at the two speeding up over there.

"2."

Laizi shook off all the ropes, took one end with Chunjuan and began to tie his own feet.

"3. Exchange the ropes and continue tying." Song Jianyu reminded the two.

"4." Chunjuan hurriedly changed the rope with Laizi. The two of them were not completely careless, they both wanted to tie a simple knot, and once Song Jianyu let down their vigilance, they would let this kid know what a villain is.

"7."

Song Jianyu jumped directly from 4 to 7, causing all three people present to panic.

Ding Wei, whose life was threatened, swallowed nervously, with a mournful face, "Brother, four is followed by five."

Song Jianyu looked down at the person below him, and wrote lightly, "Is it up to me or you?"

"You you you!" Ding Wei shut up.

"8." Laizi and Chunjuan had tied each other's feet, and now they were going to tie their hands.

"Both of you sit on the ground and tie your left hand to each other's right foot." Song Jianyu asked them to change the rope again.

After the two had tied each other up, Song Jianyu made a new request.

"Stand up, turn around and close your eyes."

Laizi and Chunjuan obeyed.

Song Jianyu held Ding Wei who was sitting on the cardboard with a knife, "You, close your eyes too."

Ding Wei looked at him suspiciously, feeling uneasy about his request.

"Don't worry, for the sake of catching me and not hurting me, I won't take your life. Close your eyes and wait for me to escape before you open them. You owe each other nothing."

Ding Wei can believe it if he doesn't want to, the knife is sticking to his neck.

After the three kidnappers closed their eyes, Song Jianyu took out another piece of short rope on his body. The rope had already been made into a loop by him in advance. He picked up the brick on the left and slipped it into the rope. The other end was lightly wrapped around Ding Wei's neck, and he used the back of his hand to prevent the opponent from touching the rope. The next moment he let go of the watermelon knife, and smashed the brick connected to the rope with all his strength. To the back of the head of the strongest man among the three present.

When the lame howled and covered his head, the spring roll on one side tried to break free from the rope and rush over.

Ding Wei noticed the movement of the watermelon knife on his neck moving away at the first time, and opened his eyes suddenly, trying to pounce on Song Jianyu.

"puff……"