super right hand

Three miles away from Jiangjia Village stands an abandoned factory of more than 50 acres. It is said that this factory was brought in by the county government to attract investment. As a result, it accidentally lured wolves into the house, and was set up as an empty trap, taking millions of dollars in support from the county government. The funds were packed up and ran away, and the bustling factory stopped production immediately. Since the specific use of the factory has not been determined, the land resources there have been occupied in the name of the county government.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew past, and the half-hanging iron door made creaking and rubbing sounds. The wooden signs hanging on both sides of the door had been exposed to the wind, rain and sun, and the characters on it had long been unclear.

There are half-knee-high weeds everywhere in the factory building, and a car wheel mark is clearly displayed among the straight weeds. An old white van is parked at the door of the factory building.

The steel structure of the factory building is equipped with glass to block the wind and rain. The villagers who were deceived and did not get their wages had long been used as objects of venting their anger. It can be described as fragmented. In the huge factory building, there are rusty machine tools everywhere. The mice, with their children and grandchildren, shuttled leisurely among the machine tools, passing on the rich foraging experience left by their ancestors.

In the work area at the top of the factory building, beer bottles and instant noodle bowls filled with leftover soup were randomly placed on the ground. Three shirtless young men were sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding poker in their hands.

"Bomb." A skinny young man with a tiger stabbed in his chest went down the mountain, excitedly hit four twos, looked proudly at the remaining two battered, and stretched out his hand triumphantly: "Take the money."

"Snapped!"

The buck-toothed young man took a sip of the cigarette dangling from his mouth, threw the remaining cards on the ground in frustration, slapped his shoulder hard with his free hand, scratched it a few times, and said irritably: "Nimma, how long will this bad life last? I have contributed to the mosquitoes with this little blood."

"It's not up to her."

A young man with long hair and dressed like an artist scratched his leg in distress. A dozen large and small pimples suddenly appeared on his leg, which made his scalp numb and squinted. , licked his tongue excitedly, and looked at the girl tied up on the machine tool not far away.

The girl's hands were tied behind her back, her feet were tied up with hemp rope, her eyes were covered with a black cloth, a rag was stuffed in her mouth, her hair was very messy and she was lying on the machine bed leaning against her, leaving two lines on her delicate face. Tears, the girl was obviously tired from crying and fell asleep.

"Brother Hu, are you sure? I've been waiting all afternoon."

The long-haired man grabbed half a bottle of beer and took a few sips, then said to the young man stabbing the tiger, his blurred eyes stared straight at the sleeping girl lying on the bed, and a lewd smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. smile.

"I asked for 200 million, isn't it too much?"

The buck-toothed man also looked at Brother Hu worriedly. The longer the kidnapping drags on, the more error-prone it will be. According to the little girl's dress, she doesn't look like a rich girl. How could she get 200 million? .

"All the antiques in their family are worth at least this amount. The young master has already told me in detail, just wait for the money to be collected. This is not the first time we have cooperated."

Brother Hu shuffled the cards out of boredom. He seemed very confident and didn't have any worries. The information provided by Seinfeld was very accurate, and he shouldn't be wrong this time.

"Brother Hu, isn't it too boring for us to play cards?" The long-haired man licked his lips, couldn't help rubbing his hands, and finally couldn't help but suggested: "I haven't opened such a small bud yet, I must Must be tight."

The buck-toothed man's eyes also lit up, looking at the girl lying on the machine tool, he couldn't help swallowing, and eagerly looked at Brother Hu, and said with a mean smile: "It's already been a game of cards, you always win The money of the brothers, in such a hot day, you have to let the brothers vent their anger, right?"

"This one……"

Brother Hu glanced at the little girl in embarrassment. When Seinfeld asked him to kidnap him, he specifically told him to keep the girl safe, but to keep the girl safe, does it include being opened?This is indeed a problem!

"Maybe giving up is the only way I can get closer to you..."

The brisk mobile phone rang quickly, interrupting Brother Hu's thinking. Looking at the caller ID, he hastily and respectfully pressed the answer button: "My lord, what's the matter."

"You must not harm the hostages. The money should arrive soon." The other end of the phone asked calmly, with a very low voice.

"Don't worry." Brother Hu squinted at the sleeping girl lying on the bed, hesitated, and asked cautiously: "My lord, brothers are really bored, can you take that little girl..."

"Take the money honestly, and after taking the money, 200 million is enough for you to taste the femininity all over the world." The voice became a little colder, and he warned sternly: "Who can't stand it, don't you have hands?"

"well."

The majestic and cold voice made Brother Hu shiver, he nodded in agreement hastily, then hung up the phone, looked at the expectant eyes of the long-haired man and the buck-toothed man, and gave them a dissatisfied look: "I can't take it, go talk to me." The iron pipe of the machine tool."

"A group of lower body thinking things."

Seinfeld took out the SIM card from the phone with a gloomy expression, sighed depressedly, turned the key to start the car, looked at the bulging handbag on the passenger seat, smiled slightly, and decided to Go to Jiang Huaizhong's house to see, Jiang Huaizhong's stubborn old man must be looking forward to going there. I, Seinfeld, have never been unable to get what I want.

Driving in Ningbo, he had already left the city center. After half an hour's journey, the car turned into an intersection with the Jiangjia Village sign erected. The car was driving on the bumpy dirt road in the village.

"We try our best to do the work. If the old man Jiang really doesn't make a move, there is nothing we can do."

Jiang Yuan pouted in frustration, this kind of porcelain that has a special meaning to people is the most difficult for the holder to get rid of, and from the previous contact, Jiang Yuan could see that Jiang Huaizhong had a deep affection for porcelain, This feeling cannot be measured by money.

"If you don't experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow? I believe our sincerity will definitely impress Old Man Jiang."

Jiang Hao comforted Jiang Yuan, who lacked confidence, and really wanted to see how stubborn old man Jiang was!

Ningbo drove the car, skillfully turning around the chaotic alleys of the village, and finally stopped in front of a vermilion gate. There were two lions squatting at the gate, proudly standing upright, welcoming the guests.

Ningbo took out two bottles of aged Fenjiu from the trunk of the car, pushed open the half-covered vermilion door, and shouted loudly: "Old man Jiang, I'm here to see you again, I'll bring you Here comes your favorite drink."

Jiang Hao followed into the courtyard, and couldn't help but see a bright light. The spacious courtyard is paved with exquisite lantern-shaped tiles, which looks exquisite and spotless. There are many huge flowerpots in the courtyard, and various common flowers and plants are planted in the flowerpots. , and rattan with various vegetables on the walls, the whole small courtyard looks very chic.

Bang!

The door of the main room was pulled open forcefully. A thin, gray-haired old man opened the door with red eyes. He stared straight at Ningbo, who was holding a drink and smiling. His chest heaved violently, and he said through gritted teeth: "You If you dare to come again, just wait for me."

After Jiang Huaizhong finished speaking, he returned to the room emotionally.

"I haven't asked you to buy porcelain yet, so why ignore me."

Ningbo didn't notice anything strange, and was about to walk into the house, but Jiang Hao, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed his arm, shook his head and reminded: "Something is wrong, old man Jiang's mood is very abnormal."

"It is indeed a bit weird."

Jiang Yuan also noticed the strange atmosphere, and then he heard the sound of thunderbolts, mixed with frantic crying and dissuading sounds, and before Ningbo could react, the old man Jiang held two shiny steel kitchen knives in both hands, rushing He rushed out from the house, and his target was Ningbo who didn't know why.

Jiang Guang ran out with his father in a hurry, hugged Jiang Huaizhong, who was emotionally holding two knives, and anxiously advised: "Dad, what are you doing? You haven't figured out what's going on yet. You can't hurt me casually." people."

Old man Jiang was like a mad beast, struggling to free his son's arm, the kitchen knife in his hand was spinning wildly in the air, and he yelled, "Whoever dares to snatch my Minmin, I will fight him desperately."

"what's going on?"

Ningbo looked at Jiang Huaizhong who was wielding a kitchen knife in surprise, and was stunned. Isn't he just buying porcelain, as for the knife?

Jiang Guang held Jiang Huaizhong, who was struggling to break free with a kitchen knife, and said angrily, "Why are you still coming to my house? You are not welcome in our house."

A woman with red eyes, crying, and disheveled hair was helped out of the house by an old lady with silver hair, and shouted loudly: "You will definitely suffer retribution if you return my granddaughter. "

"What with what?"

Jiang Hao patted his swollen head depressedly. He was in a state of confusion from the beginning to the end. He asked for help and looked at Ningbo who was scratching his head, hoping that Ningbo could clearly explain the situation in front of him.

Ningbo shrugged helplessly, he was also in confusion.

Jiang Yuan suddenly rang out that he did see a cute little girl the last time he came. Thinking of the words of the crying woman, a trace of uneasiness arose in his heart, and he asked cautiously, "Is something wrong with Xiao Min? Whatever we can help, we will definitely help."

"Isn't everything designed by you? Isn't it just to buy my porcelain? I can't imagine that your methods are so despicable." Jiang Huaizhong's eyes were red, and he stared angrily at the puzzled Jiang Yuan, and said heartbrokenly: "Kidnapped for porcelain. My granddaughter, you are still human.”

"Kidnapping?"

Jiang Hao's heart trembled, and Ningbo, who was stunned in shock, looked at each other, and immediately understood why the Jiang family disliked him so much. They must have misunderstood that they had kidnapped their granddaughter, but we really can't blame others for misunderstanding. , in fact, his own side does have a major criminal motive.

"I beg you, we can give you the porcelain for free, please let Xiao Min go." The woman who was crying like a tearful woman knelt down to Jiang Yuan with a plop, and took Jiang Yuan's arm, Jiang Yuan bit his red lips, his eyes were already moist, and he looked to Jiang Hao for help.

"If we kidnap Minmin, we will definitely not fall into the trap." Jiang Hao keenly sensed that the kidnapping this time is definitely related to the purchase of porcelain, but he doesn't know which porcelain and jade shop is so despicable. Looking at the emotionally unstable Jiang family, he solemnly promised: "No matter who kidnapped Minmin, we will do our best to help you rescue it."