The Heaven’s Jailer

Cui Mao almost cried when he heard that Liu Lang would come to visit frequently. He had known that such an evil star would give Miao Di a head and kill him, so he didn't dare to move Miao Di.

However, it is too late to say anything now.

Cui Mao knew that in the future, he was like a curse. Even if he didn't want to, he still had to abide by the law and become a good person. If he walked the same way, Liu Lang would make trouble. Maybe he really had to jump off the ninth floor. Liu Lang would be fine. , If he wants to go down, even if he is particularly lucky, he can't die, he has to be severely disabled.

For the rest of his life, Cui Mao had to be honest.

"Go and let the people in the basement go first!" Apologizing to Miao Di. Not in a hurry, Liu Lang felt that he should be saved in the basement first.

"Yes." Cui Mao nodded hurriedly, looking at the yellow hair trapped by the pink nylon rope, he said with little wings: "Well, he locked the person. I don't know exactly where it is."

Liu Lang nodded, walked to the wall, bent over and grabbed the rope, pulling hard, the rope with the thickness of his little fingers broke immediately, straightened up, kicked Huang Mao, "Get up and lead the way."

Although Huang Mao didn't witness Liu Lang jumping off and climbing stairs with his own eyes, he could clearly see the leg where Liu Lang broke the desk just now. In his heart, Liu Lang has been classified as non-human. Group.

Huang Mao quickly got up from the ground and saw that the pink rope was broken into many pieces. He couldn't help but feel distressed. This was an imported product from R country he bought at a big price, but he didn't dare to make Liu Lang compensate.

Carefully opening the office door, Huang Mao led the way, leading Liu Lang and Cui Mao up the elevator, which reached the basement level of Yuanming Building.

The basement level looks like a warehouse, and it is filled with debris.

After getting out of the elevator and walking more than ten meters to the left, Huang Mao took out a key and opened an iron door.

Behind the iron gate is a room of about 20 square meters. The room is empty and has nothing, and there is no decoration inside. The walls and floor are all exposed cement pitted surfaces.

A man **** with a rope curled up in the corner.

"Untie!" Liu Lang ordered.

Huang Mao rushed over and pulled a rope behind the man, and the whole rope fell off the man. At first glance, I know that the original binding is particularly skillful.

Liu Lang feels that this yellow hair is a pity in China, and he should go to R country to make a movie.

Although the rope was untied, the tied man tried hard to support himself, but he could not stand up. Obviously, the injury was serious.

"What are you doing, rush to the hospital!" Liu Lang frowned.

"Yes." Cui Mao also hurried up to help and framed the injured man.

The injured man raised his head and glanced at Liu Lang. He didn't seem to know what happened.

"Lu Jie!"

The lights in the basement were dim, and the injured man was lying on the ground just now. Therefore, Liu Lang didn't care too much. After standing up, he could see the injured man's appearance and he couldn't help shouting suspiciously.

Hearing Liu Lang calling out the injured man's name, Cui Mao's legs softened and he almost sat on the ground. He felt that he had really carried his back to the extreme. It didn't count to provoke a Miao Di, and Liu Lang also knew the Lu Jie he got now.

Fortunately, Liu Lang didn't go crazy, so he could only give Cui Mao a fierce look, "I will take you away by myself, so please reflect on what you should do in the future!"

After all, Liu Lang took the injured man, half-frame and half-hugged, and got the injured man out of the basement.

"Boss, what did he tell you to reflect on?" Seeing Liu Lang finally left, Huang Mao swallowed and spat, and asked cautiously.

"Reflect on how to be a good person in the future! Is it possible to reflect on how to tie a woman?" Cui Mao said in a bad mood.

Huang Mao smiled awkwardly, then sniffed, "Why is there a smell of urine? Did I beat that Lu Jie to urinate incontinence?"

"Grass! Quickly send me home to change my pants." Huang Mao reminded Cui Mao to feel the chill of his lower body.

"Big brother, do we know each other? How do you know my name?" On the other side, Liu Lang had taken the injured man out of Yuanming Building.

The injured man sat on the back seat of the Extended Land Rover with a look of confusion.

"Look at who I am?" Liu Lang took off his human skin mask and turned his head back.

"Brother!" The injured man rubbed his eyes and said in surprise when he saw Liu Lang change into another appearance.

"You haven't seen me in ten years, you still recognize me." Liu Lang sighed.

The injured man's name was Lu Jie. Lu Jie’s mother, Wu Hongyun, was once a servant of the Liu family. Before Liu Lang was born, Wu Hongyun worked in Liu’s family. After his mother left, Liu Lang’s clothing, food, shelter and transportation were all provided by Wu Hongyun. Take care, Lu Jie is two years younger than Liu Lang. At that time, he often went to Liu's house and ran behind Liu Lang's buttocks and called Brother Liu Lang.

But later, Wu Hongyun was in poor health and left the Liu family. Since then, Liu Lang has never seen Lu Jie again.

"You are a celebrity on TV now, how could I not know it." Lu Jie scratched his head and said. In fact, he has been paying attention to Liu Lang all these years.

"You should graduate from university, right?" Liu Lang asked.

"I didn't even go to high school." Lu Jie lowered his head embarrassedly.

"Why? I remember that you studied well when you were young!" Liu Lang puzzled.

"Six years ago, my dad passed away and the family has no income..." Lu Jie said.

"Why don't you go find me?" Liu Lang asked suspiciously.

"..." Lu Jie was silent.

Liu Lang understood that Lu Jie felt that the status of the two was too far behind, so he carried it by himself instead of asking for help.

"How is Aunt Yun's body?" Liu Lang asked with a sigh. In fact, he always regarded Wu Hongyun as half a mother. After all, when he was five or six years old, his mother left. Until the age of fourteen, for nearly ten years, the woman who appeared the most in his life was Wu Hongyun, a childhood memory. It is hard to obliterate.

"I was able to go to the ground last year, and in the last year I could only lie in bed." Lu Jie said, biting his lip.

"I'll take you to the hospital to see the injury first, and then to see Aunt Yun." Before, he had always thought that Wu Hongyun's family had a good time. He didn't expect this to be the case. Now that he knew it, he couldn't just ignore it.

Liu Langla Lu Jie went to the hospital to see that they were all skin traumas, no bones, no need to be hospitalized, and medicine, Liu Lang, under Lu Jie's guidance, came to an urban village in Dongcheng.

Most of the villages in the city were demolished, leaving only a few bungalows, standing alone in the ruins.

Lu Jie’s house is one of them, but water and electricity have been cut off. According to Lu Jie’s explanation, the reason why they did not move was because they did not have a title certificate for their house. Cui Mao’s compensation conditions were so low that he could not get a new house. Once it was demolished, he and his mother would live together. The place is gone, so he can't take it apart.