Chapter 19 Hit Me
Fu Zhun's men sealed the entrance and exit of the Internet cafe. The Internet cafe owner tremblingly played the surveillance video of Song Yujia being kidnapped to Fu Zhun over and over again.
After they made Song Yujia dizzy, they put on her coat, put her in a wheelchair and pushed her out.
The staff said that there was indeed someone who came in in a wheelchair today, but he was wearing a mask and his head was lowered, so his face could not be seen. He also had a membership card, so they were not checked.
Fu Zhun stared at the small screen in front of him, watching the van that took Song Yujia away.
Fu Zhun's clenched fists couldn't help but tremble slightly. He couldn't help but think, if he hadn't agreed to let Song Yujia come here today, if he had accompanied him, or had come to pick him up earlier, and went to find him when he didn't reply to his message immediately, would he not have been kidnapped?
The gaming room at home had already been set up, so I could have given him a surprise and had a very happy day.
I harmed him by not protecting him.
Fu Zhun's cell phone suddenly rang, breaking the heavy atmosphere here.
"Boss Fu, the brothers found this car on Guangyuan Road, but they didn't dare to stop it, so they followed it all the way into the Yanghe Tunnel." Fu Zhun heard the other side suddenly silent, and asked coldly: "Then what?"
"There were only empty cars left in the tunnel, and all the cameras inside were turned off."
After Fu Zhun hung up the phone, the air pressure around him continued to drop.
"Lin Jia, check every car that leaves the Yanghe Tunnel. Even if we have to turn this place upside down, we must find him."
"Yes, Mr. Fu."
Fu Zhun was driving to Yanghe Tunnel when his cell phone rang again on the way. He looked at the caller ID, stopped the car on the side of the road, and veins on his arms bulged.
"Fu Shouluo."
"Huh? What? Now you have no idea about the difference between the old and the young? The Fu family really taught you in vain."
"You tied him up."
"Got it. Let's not beat around the bush. I'm your elder, and I feel bad for you running the company by yourself. It must be so tiring."
"What do you want?"
The person on the other side paused for a moment, as if he had not expected that Fu Zhun would actually talk to him for that person. He was so surprised that his voice was filled with madness.
"I want shares. Give me the company shares tomorrow and I can make him come back to you intact. Otherwise, you know what I mean."
After Fu Shouluo hung up the phone, Fu Jun finally exploded and slammed his fist on the steering wheel. He glanced at the shoulder bag on the passenger seat and forced himself to calm down. While asking someone to prepare the share transfer contract, he stepped up his search for Fu Shouluo.
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When Song Yujia opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground on his side, with his hands and feet tied up and his mouth taped.
It was pitch black all around, and he didn't know where he was. Song Yujia tried to lean against the wall to gain some sense of security, but a strong sense of uneasiness enveloped him, and he couldn't help crying softly.
"Boss, this little thing looks quite iconic."
Song Yujia gradually heard the sound of people talking and knew that someone was coming, so she immediately controlled herself and stopped crying.
"Don't mess around."
"Hehe, I don't want to think about that. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll let him play with us. I don't know what kind of people Fu Zhun is."
"Don't mess with these bastards. It's even more troublesome to force people to find death and make them live."
"So just leave it there and ignore it?"
"Give him a lesson. Even if he is a troublemaker, he won't dare to make trouble after he gets hurt."
"OK."
Song Yujia realized that they were talking about him, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
“Swish.”
The door was opened, and Song Yujia was blinded by the glaring sunlight.
"Hey, you're awake. I heard that you're Mr. Fu's man. Do you think he will risk his life to save you?"
A man with a scar on his face walked up to Song Yujia, pinched his cheeks and forced him to raise his head.
"Tsk, well, I won't force you. If you're willing to serve me, I won't touch you. To Fu Zhun, you're just a toy at best. If you follow me, you won't have to suffer. Otherwise, if you get hurt later, no one will care about you."
Song Yujia lowered her eyes, trying hard not to let her tears fall. The man tore off the sealing tape and tried to put his fingers into Song Yujia's mouth.
"Come on, open your mouth."
Song Yujia kept her mouth tightly shut. The man tried several times but failed. Song Yujia only felt a gust of wind coming towards her. Before she could react, she suddenly felt a burning pain on her cheek.
"Fuck you, you have no shame. Beat me."
The man waved his hand, and the others who followed him in walked towards him. Song Yujia tried to curl up his body, but the next second, feet kept falling on him.
He bit his lips tightly, not daring to make any sound. When they thought it was almost enough and he was alone in the darkness, he dared to let out a soft cry.
Song Yujia felt pain all over his body. He wanted to call Fu Zhun's name, asking him to come and save him, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of attracting them again. His two hands kept rubbing against each other, but he couldn't feel the ring at all. The only defense in his heart began to break.
Song Yujia didn't know how long she had been here. Every once in a while, one of them would come in. At first, Scarface came often, and every time he came, he wanted her to follow him voluntarily. Song Yujia remained silent, and what awaited him next was violence.
Song Yujia felt that there was probably no good part of her body except her face. The scarred man must not have given up yet, so she specifically told her not to damage his face, but what if he lost his patience?
He didn't dare to think further and could only pray that Fu Zhun would come and save him as soon as possible. Every time the door opened, it brought him hope, until it became completely dark outside and his hope was shattered again and again.
Song Yujia leaned against the wall, trying to rest as much as possible during this rare time to catch her breath, but she was too groggy to fall asleep completely.
The scarred man came again, this time alone.
"Just follow me."
The scarred man held down Song Yujia and pulled up his thin short-sleeves. Song Yujia's fear reached its peak. He struggled hard and kept begging for mercy, hoping that he would let him go. However, after being beaten many times and without any food source, his strength was negligible.
"Please, don't touch me, hit me, please."
Perhaps Song Yujia's voice was too loud and angered the man. After he slapped her twice hard, her mouth was full of rusty taste and her head was buzzing. She was unable to make a sound for a while.
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