Lamb > Chapter 72—Squid 6
"But I didn't see Kai Yongan." Mr. Xu intervened and said that the leader he has seen so far is still very amiable. So I got some courage: "I didn't see it - I want to see her," he turned his head and looked for the Kaisheng country that was pulled to the door. "And..."
"Yes?"
"We will do what you want, but I hope that people here, I am Say, these people you are holding, the treatment can be better, if you must lock them up, at least have food, water and cold things -"
The leader took a hand to Lao Xu, this is a "forbidden" gesture, and the old man hesitated to close his mouth - the leader turned back and shouted, perhaps Tom, or Thomas. Sitting in the corner of the house, the mob, who was playing with a toy dolphin, stood up. He bent down and listened to the command of the leader, then walked over to the old man until he was one or two steps away. His man did not Gao, and Lao Xu can basically face each other, but the arm can hang down to the knee like a gibbons. Lao Xu saw half of the ugly and obese face. The fat was stacked under the mask and the dark yellow hair at the end. The forehead was covered with fat-made wrinkles, which could be stuffed into one-third of the little fingers. The mouse eye, which could not recognize the color of the iris, was smeared maliciously.
Without warning, he swung his forearm shortly, and the fist wrapped in gauze slammed into the old face.
The old man made a dull scream, he shrugged his shoulders, his hands held his face, knees forward, like a pilgrimage to Buddha That way - the deep red blood flows out of the fingers and drops on the bright bluestone floor.
The mob sent a victory from behind the mask, and he nodded to the leader and turned to Kaisheng.
The thugs behind Kaisheng’s country grabbed the shoulders of the old man, and the perpetrator could beat him with ease, and his heavy fist fell on the old man’s face, shoulders, chest and stomach. On the top, the sound is loud, and even the wind that is gradually screaming outside the house can't be covered.
He punched, punched, and punched again - Kaisheng’s eyes, nose and lips were broken, bloody, forehead and There was a big piece of black bone on the cheekbones. The body was covered by clothes and could not be seen, but every one was real. Kaisheng was in pain. He bent down to vomit, trembling, muscles on his face. Constantly twitching, his legs can't support his weight, and he is supported by the two guys who are behind him.
"Stop, stop." Seeing this situation, the old license was frightened. He shouted vaguely, a tooth falling out of his bloody mouth: "Where do you want to do?"
The leader raised his hand for the second time, the atrocities stopped, the Kaisheng country was already soft, and the two thugs carried his arm, his white head swaying Rush to the floor. The obese perpetrator stood by, still squatting, watching and sniffing the blood on the gauze.
"I just suddenly found a mistake," the leader said. "Repair it - Mr. Xu," he leaned down in his seat. Facing the old man still on the ground: "Remember, Mr. Xu, this is not a transaction, or a sale. It is an order, we command you, you must accept the order, and execute it as soon as possible, otherwise we will kill all here. The hostages - no delay, no tolerance, no bargaining. When the time comes we kill, the number is not killing us, the kind of products are not killing us, those volunteers - if they are caught or monitored, we will also Hands-on, we are not afraid of harming human beings, just as humans are not afraid of sharks or pangolins. We can say that we just got a warning or a demonstration - I have seen Chinese movies, they want to express themselves. The determination is often to take the hostage fingers, how? Do we need to cut off the fingers of Kaishengguo? Or dig up one eye? Hey, you are shaking your head, then, then Let's go back, remember, we don't accept negotiations, no matter what it is."
Blood polluted the eyes of Kaishengguo, Members saw Everything was red with a shadow, and Lao Xu was dragged out, and he was lifted by two thugs, allowing him to barely stand on his own feet.
"What about my daughter?" he said hoarsely, "Kayen Le, Kemira? Tell her to come out to see me."
< Br /> The leader looked at him and seemed a little surprised: "I thought you already understood, you have no power here."
"She is your accomplice, right?" Kaishengguo shouted angrily: "It is her, you can get such detailed information! And my whereabouts!"
His attitude caused dissatisfaction among the mobs. Two people (not including the perpetrators) stood up and they walked toward Kaisheng, but the leader waved his hand and stopped them.
"If I say yes, what are you going to do?" The leader gave a slight laugh: "She is willing. She is a criminal like us."
The pain disappeared, and more correctly, it was covered up by something more important. The old man’s eyes showed a desperate look. Perhaps the answer he expected was very different, but he finally did not let his true emotions appear on his muscles and skin. He remained calm, his lips and brows were pulled into a piece. straight line.
"Sirinos Somitre?" Based on the sensitivity and urgency of a political person, he quickly thought of a name, "a Instigator, an abductor!” The first Chinese member of the New York City’s nearly two hundred years of history was like a wounded old lion giving the final roar: “Where is he? Where is my daughter? "
"Your daughter belongs to ealf." She is an adult, brave and clear-headed, she knows exactly what she is doing, and she is willing to bear the consequences. The leader made an abrupt movement, and he pulled down his hood. "As for Hirenus Somitre?" He is right in front of you. "
The leader's face is displayed under the golden ochre light, which is a young, white male face, light-colored hair, wide nose, rounded The facial contours made him look a little childish - Kaishengguo tried his best to squint and tried to get rid of the red shadow that permeated the whole eye. He wanted to see it, Hirenus Somitre and he also However, seeing the short side, just as many Westerners can hardly distinguish the faces of the Orientals, it is sometimes difficult for the Orientals to understand that the face in front of them should be the same as the name. Kaishengguo only remembers the smashing. The rude young man has a light linen hair color, blue eyes and white skin, but does he really grow up like this?
The blue eyes There is a chilling light shining. The pale skin penetrates the yin outside, like the ghost floating in the sky above the graveyard.
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Kai Shengguo was re-entered into the cellar, the door was almost opened at the same time Closing, Streif slightly raised his head, and a strong wind blew from his ear.
Mr. On the wet concrete floor, the workers hurriedly lifted him up. When they saw the terrible face, they could not help but reveal the worried and nervous look. One of them even cursed the perpetrator in his native language. The other person stopped it. The other two, like the baby, gently and carefully let their boss lie down and lie on the blanket - because things are too sudden and terrible, they almost forgot to reserve it as one of the insulation measures. Blankets (these cheap blankets are chemical fiber products that cover the box when the ice is low enough to keep the air from escaping too fast), which was discovered by Streiff - now they can use these blankets to keep warm. Br />