Chapter 2540 Premeditation (18)

As soon as the name came out, her body trembled visibly.

He huddled his neck, looking pitiful as if he was afraid of being beaten.

"You...be careful about him."

She seemed to have summoned up the most courage, and after speaking quickly, she turned around and left.

Without saying anything else, he returned to his seat and lay down on the table.

He retreated into his corner again and didn't look at her again.

Yun Si was left sitting alone in her seat, blinking and feeling extremely confused.

……careful?

Be careful about him?

She turned around and looked at Fu Lijing.

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ghetto.

Between dilapidated buildings.

"boom--"

There was a heavy falling sound.

Like throwing away garbage, the man covered in bruises and bruises hit the wall hard and fell down like a rag.

After falling against the tattered and blackened wall, the garbage on the ground was washed away by the rain, and dirty sewage flowed out.

The man was soaked all over and his hair was dripping wet.

Sitting slumped against the wall, his face, body, and bones were covered with large and small scars.

He groaned in pain and held his belly.

As if he was about to expire.

His face was bruised and swollen, and his original appearance could no longer be seen.

It could only be seen that he was being tortured to the point of dying of pain.

The instinct to survive made him miserable.

The rain was pouring down, falling coldly and ruthlessly to the ground.

Just looking at it, the man who looked as embarrassed as a rag was surrounded by those vicious gangsters.

The gangsters are all tall and muscular, with tattoos on their bodies, clenched fists, and are vicious.

Each one looks like a thorn that is not easy to mess with.

In this area, he is almost king.

The man who had been beaten for a long time was so painful that his nose and tears flowed together.

Kneel down and beg for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. Just give me a few more days. I will definitely repay the money I owe you, including the principal and interest."

"Please, don't fight, don't fight...please forgive me for a few more days..."

A living grown man cried like a weak and helpless child.

In the face of life, integrity is nothing.

He knelt down and kowtowed, almost breaking his head in fear.

She cried until her nose and blood were mixed together.

The gangsters spat viciously and kicked him.

"How many times have I forgiven you?"

"You son of a bitch, how dare you run away when you saw us just now?!"

"What? You really think we don't dare to break your legs?"

"……stop fighting……"

The man whined and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The rain fell on him and flowed into his eyes mercilessly.

His eyes were extremely red and swollen, and his vision was blurred from the beating.

I couldn't see anything clearly, I could only vaguely see the figure standing behind the gangsters.

That man, holding a dark red umbrella, looked like a living Yama.

The cold rain fell down, fell on the umbrella, gathered into water droplets, and fell down.

The umbrella cover vaguely obscured his face, and in a daze, he seemed to see his eyes.

Those eyes - they were born to be indifferent and emotionless.

When there is no emotion at all, he is like a demon emerging from a pile of dead people.

Deeply, stinky, rotten, black, the pupils are sticky, vicious and cold.

The cold white long hands quietly held the handle of the umbrella. On the dark red umbrella surface, the delicate flowers were as red as blood.

Just standing behind the gangsters like their king.

He holds the power of life and death - in this place.