my sister is cute

Chapter 64
Stuttering and I looked at each other.

"Did we just say that?"

"Oh, by the way, yesterday's beef looks pretty good, where did you buy it?"

Stuttering followed my pace and walked back, "I brought it from my hometown, next time I have a chance to let you eat enough."

"You two, stop for me!"

Stuttering and I stopped involuntarily, turned around and stared at the furious Scarface.

"What, what's wrong."

Scarface grinned twice, "You two shouldn't be hiding anything from me."

My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly waved my hands, "No, you, why are you asking this?"

Scarface smiled, and then grabbed my collar with his right hand, "Then let me ask you, where is the money? You can't even find a piece of iron in the mountain behind. There is a shit sign, tell me, you Where did you hide the money?"

My neck was getting tighter and tighter by him, and I was about to be out of breath, so I had to say with difficulty: "You, you let go, you let go first, I can't say you are like this."

Scarface could only let go of his hand.

I lay on the ground and rubbed my neck, coughed a few times and said, "I really don't know. I can't even touch the money you stole. How could I hide it?"

After hearing what I said, Scarface looked away from my face, and looked towards Stutter over there, seeing Stutter shook his head again and again, with a trace of horror in his eyes.

"Hehe." Scarface smiled twice, then suddenly turned around and said to us, "Come with me."

I got up from the ground and followed him, and soon he led us to a dry well.Pointing to the dry well, he said to us, "Jump down!"

I was shocked and looked down. The dry well seemed like a huge bottomless pit. Just one glance made me dizzy.

I shook my head in pain, my scarred face stopped talking nonsense, and kicked me down with a flying kick around me, and soon my screams came up from the dry well.

Immediately afterwards, he took a look at Stutter, swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes and jumped down from above.

When I fell to the ground, I felt a sharp pain in my calf bone. I squeezed it carefully, and it seemed that it was broken. Before I could move and stutter, I jumped down from below and fell right on top of me.

"Fuck me." I swallowed hard, and then felt dizzy. I looked up and found a hole in front of me. It was so dark inside that I didn't know where it was going. Damn it was hidden here. With a secret room.

At this moment, Scarface grabbed the rope and slid down. As soon as he landed, he kicked my buttocks to wake me up. I rubbed my buttocks, and limped along with him with stammering support.

Opening an iron door in front of him, Scarface pushed the two of us in, then immediately locked the door and looked at us sullenly.

"The environment here is good. No one else knows this place except me. Don't worry, even if you die here, you won't be discovered by others."

After speaking, Scarface showed a weird smile at both of us. I was so shocked that my back felt cold and sweated, and my stammered lips were trembling.

Scarface took out a revolver and shook it in front of us, then aimed at Stutter. "Where is the money, tell me."

Stammer shook his head, Scarface punched him, and then grabbed Stammer's hair and slammed it against the iron door, making a "bang bang" sound, and I closed my eyes in fright.

After a long time, I opened my eyes, and my stuttering had already been beaten so badly that I put my scarred lips close to his ear and whispered, "Tell me, tell me, and I won't beat you."

Stuttering and muttering about to say something, I hurriedly shouted at him: "Stuttering, you can't say it, we can survive if you don't say it, neither of us can escape if you say it!"

Scarface flew up and kicked at me, throwing me to the ground. "You're the one who talks too much."

After that, he took out a revolver from his waist, pointed at me and said, "I'll count to three, if you don't say it, I'll shoot, you can figure it out."

"One." I stared at the black muzzle of the gun without saying a word.

"Two." I began to wonder if the gun was really loaded with bullets.

The scarred face looked at me indifferently, with the corners of the mouth slightly raised, watching me coldly and pulling the trigger viciously. "three!"

"Crack it."

I closed my eyes tightly, and I didn't hear that hellish gunshot after a long time. I raised my head to see Scarface fiddled with the pistol in his hand with a strange expression.

"Forget your life, you forgot to refill the bullet."

After speaking, Scarface loaded a bullet into the gun, and then quickly loaded the gun.

"Let's play a game, I'll fire every three seconds, guess which chamber that bullet will go in, until you tell me where the five million is, what?"

I swallowed and stared at him without blinking, crazy, this guy is absolutely crazy.

"Come on, let me start counting, one, two..."

"Here, in the water tank in the yard!"

Stuttering finally couldn't take it anymore, he yelled like he was out of control, Scarface frowned, and after a while the brows widened again.

"So that's the case, I should have said it earlier."

I was sweating profusely as I stared at the muzzle of the gun. I didn't let out a breath until Scarface retracted the gun. I felt that I had circled through the gate of hell again. Scarface looked around and suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

"This room is only about 20.00 square meters, and [-]% of it is oxygen. In other words, you only have twelve hours. After twelve hours, you will be suffocated to death."

Scarface touched the gun on his right hand, and carefully inserted it in his waist, "Okay, it's enough to let you live for twelve more hours, I'm going to leave here quickly, as if the police are coming soon."

Speaking of the scarred face, I opened the door and walked out. I squatted on the ground and stammered weakly, "What should I do now."

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