Devil Fruit of the City

The head was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a stubborn head and a stubborn face. He looked like a gangster, and he was a well-known strong brother.

Of the remaining two people, one of them was the man who pointed the gun at the fat man. His appearance was ordinary, his figure was thin, and he seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. It is hard to imagine that such a person is kidnapping, but instead More like those students who were bullied and extorted by hooligans in school.

But perhaps it is also because of this, ordinary appearance, it seems that as soon as he enters the crowd, he disappears completely, so his true face has been hidden deeply, until now he has not been caught by the police. It can be said that this kind of person is very suitable A ruthless character as a killer.

The other fat man had never seen him, but he was tall and mighty, with a long scar on his face. He looked like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus and was very vicious. At this time, he was carrying a camera in his hand.

"Two friends, are you sleeping well? Are you satisfied with my arrangement?" Brother Qiang squatted in front of them with a smile. The current performance is undoubtedly very gentleman.

Unfortunately, Tang Xiying was indifferent to his politeness, she even shrank back in fear.

Brother Qiang didn’t care, and looked at the fat man with a smile: "Brother, it’s a bit abrupt to invite you to be a guest, but don’t be afraid. We are just asking for money, and we don’t mean to hurt you. Please rest assured, if you can cooperate obediently. , I will guarantee your safety."

The gentler his voice, the more scared the fat man's heart is. This is very different from the brutal kidnappers in the movie. The more humble he is, the more it shows that his brutality is incalculable.

Because a dog that bites doesn't bark!

The fat man felt his whole body trembling nervously, and there was no blood on his face. Trying to keep his voice from trembling too much, he looked at each other's eyes without showing weakness:

"I don't know how this big brother intends to deal with us?"

Of course, even though Fatty summoned up the courage to say such a sentence, looking at Brother Qiang's eyes that seemed gentle but full of cold cruelty, Fatty's heart was still timid.

"Haha! Of course the goods are on the shelves waiting for the buyer." After that, he stood up and beckoned to the scared man with the small video camera.

Then he looked at Fatty and Tang Xiying, and smiled: "Now we have to let the goods see the condition of the goods, you'd better cooperate."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to pull Tang Xiying, Tang Xiying suddenly screamed in shock, and quickly backed up a few steps until he reached the cold white wall before stopping.

The fat man instinctively grabbed his hand and took the courage: "Big brother, how do you want to cooperate, I'm here, don't embarrass the girl."

Brother Qiang sneered, slapped Fatty's hand away, and said, "Die Fatty, don't shame you! You still want to be a hero to save the United States. It's not good to say that you are not qualified to be the protagonist."

Sure enough, I was just a bonus for the kidnapping activity, and it didn't make much sense to them! Maybe it's still a big trouble, the fat man wondered whether he should be calm so as not to be killed by them.

Brother Qiang ignored the fat man's cranky thoughts and reached out again to catch Tang Xiying.

Upon seeing this, the fat man was anxious. He didn't know where the courage came from. All his previous cautious thoughts were thrown into the Yellow River. He stretched out his hand and staggered the big man in front of him.

"Pop!" with a crisp sound——

Brother Qiang was angry, and gave Fatty a crisp slap on his backhand. Numerous stars appeared in front of Fatty's eyes. He was dizzy and could not sit still. He fell to the ground with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fuck you~ Damn, toast and not eat fine wine!" Brother Qiang's hidden fierce nature finally broke out.

"No! Please, don't beat him."

Tang Xiying's screams echoed in the room, and she looked at Brother Qiang pleadingly.

As if he heard the pleading, Brother Qiang seemed to be even more excited. The bloodthirsty, cruel, and violent blood coming out from the bottom of his heart made his sanity disappear, and his eyes glowed with scarlet cold light. A brutal beast just for venting.

Even the two men next to him, the Scar Man and the Thin Man, were so scared that they backed away a few steps and didn't dare to approach the angry strong brother.

I saw that Brother Qiang’s big-toed leather shoes were on the fat man's body irrespective of the rules, regardless of severity, and regardless of the goal. He stepped and kicked wildly on his head, as if he was about to kick the fat man into a pile of shit. Occasionally, he was crazy.

For a time, the fat man was crushed to death and screamed again and again.

At this time, the fat man Zhang Haonan seemed to feel like a drum. He was about to explode as he was hit by countless hammers. He could not make any sound in his mouth, and he could hear "whoop" in his ears. The venting sound.

Three minutes later, Brother Qiang seemed to have vented all his anger, stopped kicking his feet, spit out sputum on the ground, and looked at the fat man who had been flattened out of disdain with disdain:

"Boy, is it cool? Is it completely cool? I **** hate people who are overpowered and who can't make money. If you give you three points of color, you want to open a dye room. Do you **** want to die?"

Tang Xiying hugged Fatty and cried, "Woo~~, do you...do you hurt? Are you still alive? Fatty, can you say something?"

Wen Xiang said softly, but the fat man couldn't hear clearly anymore. He only felt black in front of his eyes and pain like needle sticks all over his body. He just wanted to sleep well and take a good rest.

Brother Qiang approached them, lowered his body, and said coldly, "Little sister, come here to make a video. Otherwise, I'm going to kick this fat man again. You just saw it. My footwork is not good, but my feet are strong. It's still very big. If you accidentally kick him to death, then I'm sorry."

Tang Xiying didn't speak, but gave Brother Qiang a fierce look, helped the fat man lie down in the corner, and walked towards Scarman and his camera.

"Wait!" Tang Xiying was about to start shooting, and Tang Xiying said suddenly, "You must heal him, or even if you die, I won't cooperate with you!"

Tang Xiying pointed at the fat man with a face of resoluteness. Her tone was beyond doubt. She seemed to have the thought of seeing death as home~www.readwn.com~ Upon seeing this, Brother Qiang frowned and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, then We are humanitarians. If you dare to get in the way, then we are terrorists, do you understand?"

"Okay!" Tang Xiying knew that this was their biggest bottom line, so she sighed helplessly. Wiping the tears from his eyes, sitting on the chair that the criminals had prepared long ago, facing the camera of Scar Man.

Scar Man is holding the camera and is adjusting the focus. Brother Qiang embraces him, standing next to Scar Man with a cold face. Seeing that the picture effect is adjusted, he coldly said, "Let's start."

During the entire period, the gunman made no sound, but silently held a new 0.44 caliber automatic pistol, stood behind him, and aimed his cold muzzle at Tang Xiying.

At this time, Tang Xiying's mouth had been stuffed into a piece of rag, because the gangster did not need her to speak, nor a word.

From the photographs, you can see a helpless girl kidnapped by gangsters, her mouth is stuffed into rags, she can't talk all the time, her beautiful big eyes seem to want to say something or express something, but she can’t do it. Nothing can be expressed, only panic, fear, numbness, anxiety, and despair can be revealed.

The quiet picture, the monotonous color, and the extremely suppressed atmosphere contain a dignified atmosphere. The whole space is filled with anxiety, fear, and confusion, just like a tight thread, which seems to be about to break.

If someone sees this kind of picture, they don't need to explain more, they must know that the girl in front of them is in unimaginable danger.

With this shooting skill alone, this guy can be called a master horror film director, instinctively using Freud's psychology to the extreme.

It can only be said that he is indeed an A-level wanted criminal who has not been arrested by the police for more than ten years? !