blenderwars Chapter 614
Chapter 614
Night falls in Pattaya.
The pedestrian street is crowded with people, the swallows are thin and the rings are fat, and the lights are feasting.
However, the gate of the Pattaya branch of the Holy Church two streets away was tightly closed, and a van with reflective film was parked in front of the gate.
In the middle of the night, the door of the branch hall opened, and four Southeast Asian boys came out carrying a sack with something wriggling inside. The four of them wandered around the sack, "one, two, three", the sack was thrown into the van, and there was a sound of "boom" a sound.
At this time, Wang Hu came out of the door with his arms around Chang Jiang's shoulders.
"Brother, I will leave this person to you, and they will go out to sea with you." Wang Hu pointed to the four boys standing in front of the car door, "From now on, they will be your subordinates, do well and don't let me down. "
"Don't worry, Brother Hu, I will never let you down." Chang Jiangcheng said fearfully.
"That's good." Wang Hu patted Chang Jiang's shoulder vigorously, "Remember, he is not the big shot you were at the Second Medicine, understand?"
Chang Jiang's shoulder was slapped painfully, and he grinned resignedly.
"No, brother tiger."
Wang Hu chuckled, "Didn't you prepare food and drink, who are you going to have a drink with?"
"Prepare it for him, let him drink a dead wine, so that he won't curse me in the underworld."
"It's very affectionate and intentional." Wang Hu patted Chang Jiang again.
Chang Jiang grinned again, brother Hu's hands are really strong.
"Brother Hu, I have no grudges against him."
"Okay, this is the truth, but you remember, he deserves death. If he succeeds, many people will die, and they are all innocent people."
Poisoning in cancer doesn't mean death.
This is Wang Hu's idea.
Chang Jiang's heart trembled. He thought of his daughter and wife. Aren't they innocent people, and the one who killed him deserved to die.
At this moment, the guilt in his heart eased a lot.
"Brother Tiger, I understand."
"Go."
Wang Hu let go of Chang Jiang's shoulders.
Chang Jiang got into the co-driver of the van, and the four Dongnan boys got into the van, closed the door, and drove away.
Looking at the tail lights of the van, Wang Hu murmured: "Don't let the boss down, this is just a small test for you."
...
On a sea surface more than 20 kilometers away from the coastline, a high-speed speedboat turned off its engine and was floating in half-meter-high waves.
Chang Jiang and He Siyuan sat opposite each other on the deck, and there were four plastic lunch boxes on the table in front of them. Inside were four kinds of meat dishes, all of which were Northeastern dishes, braised pork in brown sauce, white meat blood sausage, sweet and sour meatballs, and sliced meat. .
The wine is 55 degrees North Okura.
The four Dongnan Yamazi and the boss of the boat hid far away on the other side of the cabin.
He Siyuan's body was still tied with ropes, only his left hand was free to move.
Chang Jiang poured wine into the paper cup in front of He Siyuan, and said, "He Gong, come, drink this glass of wine." He raised the paper cup in front of him, "I respect you."
He Siyuan didn't move the paper cup in front of him.
At this time, his face was pale, his whole body was exhausted, his arms were so weak that he couldn't lift them up, and he said tremblingly, "Brother Wen, Brother Wen, what, what are you going to do to me?"
Chang Jiang sighed, raised his neck and took a sip of the wine, the spicy taste entered his throat, he smacked his mouth.
He refilled his wine glass by himself.
"He Gong, why did you poison? It's in the medicine."
Chang Jiang looked up at He Siyuan with a bad look.
"Poison, poison?" He Siyuan's mind was extremely rigid at this time, and his reaction was slow. It took a few seconds to understand what Chang Jiang was talking about, "I didn't poison, I only added some foreign proteins to the strain .”
He is still defending.
"If you add this stuff in, will it kill someone? Come on, He Gong, let's drink and chat."
Chang Jiang raised his glass again.
He Siyuan picked up the wine glass with his left hand, because his hand was shaking badly, more than half of it spilled on the table, and when he poured it into his mouth, another half spilled on the front, but he managed to take a sip.
This sip of wine brought back a little bit of courage.
"I don't know if anyone will die," he said.
"If people will die, will a large number of people die, and everyone who takes this medicine will die?"
Chang Jiang didn't know that Ake was injected, not eaten.
While talking, he refilled He Siyuan's glass.
He Siyuan grabbed the cup and drank it in one gulp, not spilling much this time.
The spirit of alcohol was instantly on the rise. He is not a drinker of baijiu, but two glasses of beer is fine, "Maybe, who knows if you haven't tried it." As he said that, he actually showed a weird smile.
Chang Jiang slammed the paper cup on the table heavily, and the drink splashed everywhere. He pointed at He Siyuan and cursed, "Damn you, do you know how many people will die because of you, and how many families there will be?" So broken, home is not home, and people are not people."
He Siyuan chuckled, "What does it have to do with me? To be honest, I wanted to die a long time ago." He suddenly had a look of pain on his face, "But who will take care of them when I die."
As he spoke, he burst into tears.
He reached out and grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself a full glass, then picked it up and drank it in one gulp. Putting down the paper cup, he lowered his head and pulled his hair vigorously with his left hand.
"I have worked diligently for more than 20 years, but what have I got? Nothing. My wife was hit by a licensed car and became paralyzed. She couldn't find anyone, and no one paid attention to her. My son was beaten so hard that he couldn't take care of himself, and he had to pay compensation. My parents are old and have no source of income. A family of five lives in a 60-square-meter house. Brother Wen, tell me, is God treating me unfairly like this? Who should I blame? Suddenly someone wants to help me one day. My family is on the right track and I live a carefree life, why should I refuse, Brother Wen, why do you say I refused."
"You are trading the lives of innocent people for your own comfortable life."
"So what, what do they have to do with me? Who cares about me? Why should I care about them? Besides, no one is innocent in this world. Everyone is trampling on other people's lives openly and secretly." He Siyuan tugged shouted.
He's already hysterical.
"Yes, my daughter, my wife."
Chang Jiang said in a low voice, a frightening blue light came out of his eyes, which was a precursor to his violent outburst.
At the same time, a 16.5 cm long scalpel appeared in his hand.
He Siyuan didn't know, he grabbed the bottle and took a sip, "No one cares about me, and no one cares about my family. Why should I care about other people's lives? What does it matter to me if they die."
"You are a beast."
Chang Jiang stood up and swung the scalpel at He Siyuan's throat.
Blood splattered.
He Siyuan was covering his throat with his left hand, his eyes were wide open, and blood bubbles were gushing out of his open mouth, with an expression of disbelief.
Chang Jiang pointed at He Siyuan with a bleeding scalpel, "You deserve to die."
He Siyuan, whose vital signs disappeared, fell on the splint together with the seat.
The sound of clattering called the four boys over.
One of them turned He Siyuan over, saw the severed throat, and said, "He's dead."
"Throw it into the sea!" Chang Jiang said.
After speaking, he had to sit back on the chair dejectedly.
His heart was very tired, and he completely lost the relaxation after those few revenges.