Strongest Worker

"Ouch, there are still people who look so ugly in the world." Su pangzi leaned down and pulled off the thin man's mask and looked at him carefully. "Man, you have a nose in the sky? I've only seen it in the zoo..."

The thin man's forehead was still gushing blood. He blinked slightly when he heard Su pangzi's ridicule, and gasped for breath.

"You should come to visit?" Li Qing raised his head and glared. "Take something and tie him up. I'm still pressing here."

"Go aside." Su Xiaomei stepped closer, stretched out her jade hand and pushed Su pangzi aside, then rattled and shook open a thin chain.

Li Qing glanced lightly: "is it reliable?"

"Don't worry, it's special." Su Xiaomei said, bending over to unload the thin man's weapon and peel off his coat. Then he tied his hands and feet tightly. The two bodyguards next to him came up and spread a net. They covered the man like a cocoon, revealing only a small head outside.

Li Qing clapped his hands, took two steps back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just you boy!" the danger has been relieved. Qian Liming suddenly came to his senses. He rushed to the thin man in a few steps, stretched out his hand to poke him in the head and scolded, "look at your virtue with sharp nosed monkey cheeks. Do you want to deal with me?"

"Bah!" the thin man glared round his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood sputum.

Although Qian liming was a fat man, he was still flexible. He quickly twisted his waist to avoid, and then slapped angrily.

"OK." Li Qing frowned and shouted.

Qian Liming's slap stopped in the air and bared his teeth at the thin man in front of him: "you're lucky."

"Carry him down." Li Qing said heavily and turned downstairs.

"Ha ha." fat Su reached out and touched the man's small head, "ouch, do you want to bite me?"

When the voice fell, he reached out to grab the pocket and weighed the man: "tut Tut, 70 kilograms. Lao Qian, you almost died in the hands of this little playboy. What a loser."

"Don't be so sarcastic." Qian Liming shouted angrily, "if you had changed, you would have been split into two and the ground would be full of oil."

As they bickered, they carried the thin man downstairs. Su Xiaomei and the two bodyguards picked up the man's weapons and coat and looked for valuable clues.

The fat man threw the thin man on the floor of the hall, pulled a chair and sat down next to Li Qing.

At this time, several people looked at the thin man in front of them again.

Look, he is in his thirties, dark skin, slightly bald head, and has a funny nose facing up to the sky. He has a little chicken breast, two long arms, thin and small, and looks malnourished. But the muscle is still developed, which should be due to years of hard training. If you live in a barbaric age, such a strange and ugly person may be caught by a black hearted businessman for a monster exhibition.

"This is a typical deformed child, and the survival rate is almost zero." Su pangzi reached out and rubbed his chin, like tasting something, and commented, "it's not easy not only to survive, but also to live so healthy. In principle, most congenital deformed children will die as soon as they are born. Even if they can catch their breath, they will be abandoned and starved to death."

Li Qing noticed that when the fat man said the very sensitive word "deformed child", a sensitive look flashed across the face of the thin man, containing anger, inferiority complex and even shame.

"Say a word." Li Qing said faintly, "one of my brothers is gone. Is it in your hand?"

The thin man leaned over his face and said nothing.

Qian Liming tilted his mouth and whispered to Li Qing, "try execution? I have a little fun here. Maybe I can pry open his mouth."

"That's not necessary." Li Qing smiled and shook his head. "Now we have hostages in our hands. We don't need to worry at all. We'll play with them slowly."

Qian Liming knew that Li Qing had become more cautious about people and things in recent years, far from being as bold and radical as in those years. He immediately nodded his head and said no more.

Su Xiaomei came down from upstairs with the thin man's coat in her hand. She came to the latter and put a yellowing picture in front of him. "Is this your thing?"

The thin man frowned tightly and never said anything in the face of Xiaomei's problem.

"Come on, show me what it is." fat Su stood up and walked over with a smile.

Xiaomei blinked her beautiful eyes, turned around and handed the picture to the fat man: "I found it in his coat pocket."

Su Pang took the photo, looked at it carefully, picked the tip of his eyebrow and asked, "there's nothing else?"

"No more." Su Xiaomei turned around, went to the chair and sat down, glancing at Li Qing.

"Hehe, old photo, is this your mother?" Su pangzi wanted to paste this photo on the thin man's face and asked with a smile, "your mother is really beautiful. How can she give birth to such an ugly doll like you?"

Seeing that the thin man still didn't speak, Su Pang was a little angry.

"OK, I see how hard your mouth is." the fat man said, reached into his pocket, took out a lighter to burn, and slowly approached the yellowing picture. "If you don't speak again, I'll burn it."

"Give it to me!" as soon as he saw Su pangzi's move to light the photo, the thin man seemed crazy. His voice screamed sharply, and his body opened his mouth forward to bite Su pangzi's hand.

Su Pang suddenly stepped back and dodged. The thin man rolled on the ground, struggling with his tightly bound body with pain on his face, then looked up and stared at Su Pang fiercely, wheezing and panting.

"Which organization do you belong to?" Su Pang grinned and drew the lighter closer to the photo again. "It's really burned this time."

This time, the thin man just stared at Su pangzi with a ferocious face, but didn't do anything again.

The leaping flame blackened the edge of the photo. Before the flame was further damaged, Su pangzi turned off the lighter and shook off the photo in his hand.

"It's really boring." Su Pang shouted angrily and glanced at the thin man. "Your boy is not short-sighted."

After saying that, Su pangzi turned and walked back, handed the photo in his hand to Li Qing: "look?"

Li Qing pinched it between his fingers and narrowed his eyes.

Next to Qian Liming also came over and muttered, "really ha, his mother is so handsome."

The yellowing photo shows a beautiful woman in her thirties with a typical Chinese face, short hair with ears and a bright smile. In the woman's arms, there was an extremely ugly baby, with two disproportionately long arms hanging out, and a flat head bare, like an alien visitor crawling out of a science fiction film.

Behind the two men was a row of low fences, full of bright flowers. From the architectural style of houses in the distance, we can roughly judge that this photo should be taken somewhere in Europe.

Li Qing stared at the picture, his back taut and his body slightly stiff.

Qian Liming noticed Li Qing's mood fluctuations, and a strange look welled up at the bottom of his eyes: "brother, what's the matter with you?"

When he asked, Xiao Mei and Su pangzi turned their heads and looked at Li Qing with a puzzled face.

"Ha ha, ha ha, are you fascinated by the girl in the picture?" Su pangzi laughed and joked about Li Qing. "Save your energy. This picture must have been taken at least 20 years ago. The beautiful girl has long become an old woman."

After more than ten seconds, Li Qingcai breathed a sigh of relief.

But his eyes remained on the picture, and his face was filled with an unprecedented melancholy.

"Are you all right?" Su Xiaomei glared at her brother, then walked to Li Qing, put a hand on his shoulder, and asked with some uneasiness.

Li Qing shook his head slowly, raised his hand and stood up the picture. He asked expressionless, "is this your mother?"

The thin man glanced up at the picture, quickly lowered his head, and remained silent.

"Ha ha." Li Qing smiled and said slowly, "if you don't say it, I know it's not your mother at all. You were abandoned by your parents and grew up in an orphanage, right?"

The thin man trembled fiercely and remained silent. But his sensitive reaction clearly showed that Li Qing was in the language.

Qian Liming "tut", turned his head and looked at Li Qing in disbelief: "brother, when did you change your fortune telling?"

Li Qing didn't answer. He just stared at the thin man quietly for a while. A meaningful color slowly appeared at the bottom of his eyes: "Lao Qian, lock him up first. Be careful not to let him run away."

"Don't worry, I have a good place to close him." Qian Liming waved to the two bodyguards, "take this boy and follow me to the basement."

When the voice fell, Qian Liming got up and walked out of the house in his pajamas.

Su Xiaomei was a little worried and went out with Qian Liming: "I'll go too."

"Then i... I'll go to bed and call me again when I have something to do." fat Su yawned, waved to Li Qing, turned and followed several people out of the house.

Several people left, and in a twinkling there was only Li Qing left in the room. He sat quietly in his chair for a while, picked up the picture again, looked at it carefully, and suddenly sighed gently.

"How could such a thing happen..." Li Qing frowned slightly. "It's too coincidental."

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