Chapter 429: The Upper Beam Is Not Straight and the Lower Beam Is Crooked

Mother Ding had already stood up and walked into the house.

"Tell him not to bother me, or I will never let him go."

She was least afraid of quarrels.

Perhaps only quarrels can vent her inner anger.

Mother Ding did not look back, so she did not know that the words that Father Ding wanted to say as soon as he opened the door were directly pinched by the other party's hand on his neck and pressed back into his chest.

The man was wearing a black mask.

He held a knife with a cold glow in his hand, and at the same time, he wore gloves on his hands, and just pinched his neck with his hands.

Father Ding did not dare to resist at all, because the tip of the other party's knife was placed on his throat.

If he dared to make any sound, the other party would probably kill him with one knife.

The door closed gently, closing Father Ding's last hope. The neighbors around him would never show up at this time in the middle of the night.

No one noticed that they were in danger, and because his wife often broke things at home, the neighbors around him would not care about any abnormal situation in their home.

For the first time, Father Ding felt a little regretful. He should have stopped his wife when she started to make trouble at home.

If that was the case, if there was anything unusual at home now, the neighbors would probably come up to ask about it. Maybe they still had a chance of survival.

Father Ding was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but the other party waved his hand and slashed Father Ding's neck with a knife. He immediately blacked out and fainted.

Mother Ding walked into the room, lifted the quilt on the bed, and said as she lay in it.

"Why didn't they yell and curse this time?

Okay, go to bed quickly. Tomorrow we will go to Xia Zhi's hotel to continue making trouble.

I don't believe that Xia Zhi can bear it. I must ruin her business."

Turning around and covering the quilt tightly, she suddenly heard footsteps.

The footsteps were slightly lighter than her husband's usual footsteps. She turned back and said,

"What's wrong? Why are you walking so lightly?"

Facing the dark face with a mask and the pair of terrifying eyes, Mother Ding screamed.

But the scream only made one syllable, and then it was stuck in the throat.

The sharp knife was placed on her throat.

Mother Ding swallowed the scream back no matter what.

The instinct of fear made her know that if she dared to continue to scream, the man would dare to stab her throat.

The cold blade of the dagger made her feel a stinging pain on her skin, and she could even feel a hot stream flowing out.

"You, you, I... Don't kill me!"

The man stuffed a piece of rag into Mother Ding's mouth and twisted her wrist at the same time.

At that time, the two of them were tied up like dumplings and thrown on the floor of the bedroom.

The two people's mouths were stuffed with cloth so tightly that they couldn't make any sound. Of course, the sound from the chest cavity was almost negligible.

The man threw them on the floor, closed the door, and left the room.

The two struggled hard, trying to break free from the ropes and run away quickly.

But the sun rose and fell outside, and they couldn't break free from the ropes.

The ropes were tied too tight, and the cloth in their mouths was stuffed very tightly, especially with another rope tied outside, it was basically difficult to push the cloth away and ask for help.

The two looked at each other with horror.

They didn't know what the other party was going to do to them, tying them up like this, and the rope had already tied into their hands.

There was no hunger or thirst at this moment, and the only hope was to survive.

The two people's room was now stinking, because the two people finally couldn't resist the physiological needs, and the urine that couldn't be held still overflowed on the ground.

The two people were ashamed, but helpless, and they struggled powerlessly for so long.

But they didn't create a glimmer of hope for themselves to ask for help.

They once thought about hitting the ground with their heads to let the neighbors downstairs find them, but in vain they found that the person who tied the rope was very smart.

The rope made it difficult for them to hit the floor with their heads, at most twice, and then their necks would be strangled and they would have difficulty breathing.

In order to avoid life-threatening dangers, they could only grit their teeth and curl up on the floor.

Any movement of straightening the body would cause difficulty, and the blood circulation in the places where the hands and feet were tied was blocked, and the whole body was stiff.

What scared them most was that the night would come again.

It was late at night, and the sounds around them gradually quieted down. They knew that another night was coming.

But at this moment, they heard the sound of the door opening, and the sound of the door opening was like a death knell.

And the person who came in was not wearing a mask.

Father Ding's mind was working quickly, and at the same time he was full of fear. If these people did not wear masks and let them see their faces, it meant that the person did not want them to live at all.

They tried hard to move their bodies, but their bodies were like shrimps, just moving in place.

Even every movement would make the whole body painful and numb.

The person closed the door.

Then he walked into the bedroom, and the moment he walked into the bedroom.

The whole person was exposed to the light.

Father Ding closed his eyes, tightly closed his eyes. He did not want to see the other person's facial features, did not want to know who the other person was, if he knew, they would be dead.

But soon his hair was grabbed by someone, and the severe pain on his scalp made him open his eyes involuntarily.

Facing that pair of dark and smiling eyes, Father Ding wailed in his heart.

"You have to pay the price for doing something wrong. How can you do such a shameless thing?

"It seems that you didn't educate your son well. Your son died in my hands."

"Do you know why?"

"Because he has bad intentions and wants to do bad things, just like you, kindness is not good and the bottom beam is crooked."

"It seems that I have to teach you how to be a good person."

Ding's father and mother shook their heads vigorously, trying to get rid of it all, but soon they felt a sharp pain.

The sharp blade pierced their skin.

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The night is so long.

Xia Zhi has been staring at the door since the morning business. Yesterday, Ding's father and mother did not show up, and they still did not show up today.

It makes people feel strange.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart. When others came to make trouble, she was anxious, and when they didn't come to make trouble, she was actually a little uneasy.

Isn't this a bit mean?

Xia Zhi finished her work for the day.

Without Ding's father and mother coming to make trouble, all the things The business went very smoothly, and the guests were very satisfied with their service and accommodation conditions.

The quality of the hotel's food was impeccable. In the past few days, they not only received the guests from the exhibition, but also the banquets contracted by their hotel were all carried out smoothly.

Xia Zhi was very satisfied with the bill for this week, which showed that all the hotel rooms were full.

Added with the gross profit of the hotel.

It can reach 7,000 yuan a day.

This is an amazing figure.

In just ten days, they actually made more than 70,000 yuan in business.