When he heard that Han Jieming was going to ask for money from Feilong's family, Song Jun and Jin Long frowned at the same time. If Han Jieming really got money from Feilong's family, this matter would be a bit deteriorating. This matter is considered a kidnapping case, and Song Jun and Jin Long are both masterminds.

Xu Kun was distracted by this matter and kept smoking. Song Jun and Jin Long looked at each other, and Song Jun smiled and said to Xu Kun, "Kunzi, what, tell us brother, can you not hurry to ask Feilong's family for money first? We are about to choose the school boss. We are catching Feilong for two days, and we will first make the school boss."

After hearing Song Jun's words, Xu Kun felt that what Song Jun said made sense. He thought about it and said to Han Jieming, "Brother Ming, I'm working for two days after I've been tied up with the flying dragon."

"Grass, isn't it the same if you want to get the money first and then tie it? When I get the money done, how long do you want to tie it?" Han Jieming said to Xu Kun with a smile.

"Yeah, that's right." Xu Kun nodded. There was no problem here, and Song Jun was so anxious. He didn't want Han Jieming and Feilong's family to get money, because he was afraid that something would make a big deal.

What they said here was almost done, and Han Jieming asked Feilong for his address. Han Jieming asked Feilong, "How can I get money from your family?"

"Let go of me, I'll call my dad." Feilong said to Han Jieming.

"Cao, let go of you? I'll get you the phone number, just tell your dad not?" Han Jieming, who is in his twenties, is very cunning. His methods of doing things reveal the unique sophistication of an old bastard. Almost no one here can deceive him.

"That's fine. Take me the phone number and I'll tell my dad." Feilong told Han Jieming.

"Which pocket is your phone?" Han Jieming asked Feilong.

"What about the pockets, you can turn them over." Feilong said.

In this case, Feilong taught me another move, which is obedience. We are already flesh on other people's blades. Resistance and show-off will only be beaten miserably. I was a little impulsive just now, so I was beaten miserably. Compared with Feilong, I feel that I am very naive. Even the mighty Feilong in school can bow his head, so what can I not bow my head?

"Cao, the phone is pretty good, Motorola's?" Han Jieming said as he looked at Feilong's phone.

"I like to give it to you." Feilong smiled bitterly.

"Okay, I'll lend you a call first." Han Jieming accepted Feilong's phone call with a smile. He flipped through the phone book and asked Feilong, "Dad, is it your dad?"

"Yes, please pass it over." Feilong said.

Han Jieming called, and Feilong explained the matter to his father on the phone. He said that he killed someone a year ago, and now he is asking for compensation from him. He wants 300,000 yuan, so why don’t he let him go. Feilong’s father also realized that Feilong was kidnapped, and his father said that he would go and make up the money immediately and ask someone to withdraw it.

"Tell your dad not to call the police, and you will be rewarded if you call the police." Han Jieming said in Feilong's ear in a low voice.

Feilong smiled helplessly and told his father not to call the police. If he called the police, he would pay his life. After Feilong finished speaking, Song Jun and Jin Long breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't call the police, Song Jun and Jin Long would be fine. Xu Kun didn't take the kidnapping seriously from beginning to end. He had been in society for a long time. This kind of thing was not strange to him.

After packing up his shoes, he was about to go out to get money. Feilong's father called again. Han Jieming thought about it and answered the phone. Feilong's father said that he couldn't get so much money at this time, and it was impossible for him to have so much money in the ATM. If he wanted money, he would give it to him tomorrow, so he asked him not to hurt Feilong.

"Okay, don't call the police. Just call Feilong to pay for his life." Han Jieming finished speaking and hung up the phone.

That night, Feilong and I were tied to the pillar. Xu Kun looked at me and didn't hit me. I looked into his eyes and felt that he had other conspiracies. My heart thrust and wondered whether Xu Kun would use me to threaten Dai Ji. When I thought of this, I felt uneasy. But I didn't dare to mention it. I was afraid that Xu Kun would not have thought of it, so I reminded him again.

There was only one bed in the broken factory, and Han Jieming just told them. I watched these two people by myself. Xu Kun and the other gangsters were also sleepy. They said hello to Han Jieming and said to go home to sleep. When I left, I heard Xu Kun ask Song Jun and Jin Long to go to his house to sleep.

Before going to bed, Han Jieming suddenly remembered something. He walked to us and checked the rope, and then checked if we had anything in our hands. After all, he cleaned up the pockets of Feilong and me. I had two hundred yuan in my pocket and a mobile phone, as well as cigarettes and lighters, etc., all were confiscated by Han Jieming. Feilong had more than five hundred yuan on his body, and cigarettes and lighters, etc. were also confiscated. In addition, Han Jieming also flipped a small iron piece in Feilong's pocket.

"Little Bibi, are you very sharp?" Han Jieming looked at Feilong with the small iron piece.

I don’t know when Feilong picked up the small iron piece. I guess he knew we were going to be tied up and made it on the road. Feilong’s small iron piece was gone, and Feilong’s face was a little bad.

"Are you grass? Don't play tricks with me?" After Han Jieming said that, he slapped Feilong, then coughed twice and walked to the bed. He stared at the dark roof of the factory on the bed. He suddenly became anxious and flipped around. He turned out a small box from the quilt, which contained syringes and other things. Han Jieming took out the sleeve of his left arm and cursed, then rolled the sleeve of his right arm. The factory was very dark, and I watched Han Jieming inject a tube of liquid into his arm.

"He is fighting drugs." Feilong looked at me and kept looking at Han Jieming, and he talked to me.

There are several types of addicts. Judging from the degree of drug injections in Han Jieming, he should be considered the highest type not far from death. Many bastards think that drug addicts are bullshit, and drug addicts look domineering. In fact, they are all wrong. Drug addicts are not even as good as dogs. I remember when I first met Brother Haonan, Brother Haonan was just that. In order to make a very good look, he quarreled with tramado all day long.

Looking at Han Jieming's appearance, I really want to drag Brother Haonan to show him.

Han Jieming, who had just been drugged, looked very enjoyable. He sighed softly in his throat, and then lay on the bed in distractedness. He just looked at the factory quietly, and was so happy that he couldn't even take out the needle tube on his arm. Seeing the blood coming back from the needle tube on his arm, I felt Han Jieming was very pitiful. He looked good, very white and handsome, and his tin foil was so hot that he looked very sunny.

His eyes shone with light, and he seemed to see something beautiful. White foam began to flow out from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know that the white foam flowed along his face and around his neck.

"Zhang Mingming, don't touch drugs in the future." Feilong looked at Han Jieming and said to me.

"Yeah." I looked at Han Jieming and said.

"Obviously, are you scared?" Feilong asked me. Han Jieming, who was behind the scenes, didn't know what we said. Even if we scolded him, he didn't respond.

"Not afraid." I said to Feilong.

"Forget it, it's not embarrassing to be afraid. You have nothing to say. I'm afraid that they will kill me. Are you afraid?" Feilong asked me.

After thinking about it, I nodded, "I'm scared, too."

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. They came to me this time, as long as I give them money, we will be fine. We may suffer a little in the past two days, brother, I'm sorry." Feilong said.

"What are you saying? We share the blessings and the difficulties. When I see you being beaten, what do I think if I don't get beaten a few times?" I said to Feilong with a smile.

"Cao, you can really make a fuck." Feilong was seriously injured by the belt, but he still had the time to tell jokes.

Seeing that Han Jieming couldn't hear us, I became braver. I asked Feilong, "Brother Feilong, do you really want to give Han Jieming 300,000?" 300,000, my family couldn't make that money for several years.

"Haha, I will find an opportunity to repay this money. Xiaolei's death was his own fault, and it has nothing to do with me. If I hadn't wanted to suffer too much, I wouldn't have called my dad." Feilong said to me.

"Then, do you plan to get back this money like this?" I felt very distressed when Feilong was going to spend 300,000 yuan.

"Haha, just don't worry. They are not qualified to touch my money." Feilong sneered after saying that.
Chapter completed!