Chapter 015 Jiang Jiansheng's Despair

In an underground casino located in the southern suburbs, excited shouts rang out one after another. Men and women screamed at the top of their lungs in the crowded environment. Chips and money intoxicated people's eyes.

This place is a mixed bag of people, from all walks of life.

Those who hope to get rich overnight without any effort will eventually lose everything here.

Jiang Jiansheng came here, of course, not to gamble, he came with a purpose.

At the beginning of the millennium, social chaos brought with it rare opportunities.

Taking advantage of the trend, many businessmen who went into business made a fortune, especially in Jiangcheng, where countless people became rich overnight.

Having lived in extreme poverty before, once one becomes rich, one desires more.

Jiang Jiansheng saw the "business opportunity" here and began to intentionally infiltrate these people.

It all started at the mahjong table, with only a few hundred bucks at most for the excitement.

Then he patiently told her how much money he had earned in the casino.

Human greed is insatiable, and they couldn't resist their greed and followed him into the casino.

And then make a fortune.

This is a hook. As long as the target gets a taste of the sweetness, he will come again even if there is a desperate struggle.

Now that the fish is hooked, of course he has to come and watch it himself.

Next to him, his "friends" were already jealous of their defeat.

Today is the third day. After repeated wins and losses in the past few days, he has lost all his savings of three years and his current house.

He couldn't let the other party find him, so he left quietly when the other party wasn't paying attention.

He has shares in the casino and can make more than 40,000 yuan from this deal.

The 40,000 dollars at the beginning of the millennium was one of the largest orders he had.

But looking at the person who had lost so much, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Thinking of this, he left the casino at a faster pace.

Ma Zai took his men to catch other fish, and he needs to take a taxi back to the city today.

A light breeze blew by, and he became much more sober. Humming a song, he walked out of the casino and headed towards the main road outside the manor.

There weren't many cars on the road. He waited for a while and when no cars came, he walked and smoked.

Mainly, I feel happy.

At the same time, he was also thinking about retiring.

People like them who are evil should know when to quit.

He had heard that the authorities were going to start cracking down on these underground casinos. He felt that this business would last for two to three years at most, and it was time to consider legitimate business.

Once he has the start-up funds, he should withdraw them. Otherwise, if he is caught and put in jail, all the money will have to be paid back, and his work will be in vain.

He is not like those brainless people who think they can live comfortably on this thing.

He was so focused on the future that he didn't notice the car approaching slowly.

It was not until a dizzying breath came over him, causing his limbs to rapidly go limp, that he opened his eyes wide and realized something was wrong.

At that moment, his body struggled violently, and he tried to force himself to open his eyes to avoid falling into a coma.

Unfortunately, when people are faced with narcotics, even if they have an extremely strong will, they cannot escape the effects of narcotics.

And what he thought was a fierce struggle, to the person who did it, was just a slight twitch before anesthesia.

When Jiang Jiansheng woke up, he found himself in a desolate haystack in an abandoned factory in the southern suburbs.

He wanted to get up from the ground, but found that his limbs seemed to have disappeared.

Terror instantly crept onto his face.

His first reaction was that he had been retaliated against, but he didn't know who had done it.

Gradually, he felt that his body was slowly recovering.

This made him feel secretly happy.

"It seems that God will not abandon me, Jiang Jiansheng," he thought to himself.

After four or five minutes, he felt he could speak.

But even if he could speak, he would not dare to shout, because this place is obviously very desolate.

Instead of calling the savior, you called the murderer.

His eyes were filled with a desire to survive, and a hint of cruelty.

If he knew who dared to do this to him, he would fill the person with cement and throw him into the river to let the person know the consequences of offending him.

After a while, he felt that his hands could move.

He was overjoyed. He reached out his hands to grab the grass, turned over and slowly crawled away.

For some reason, he always felt that this scene was familiar.

It was just a fleeting thought and he quickly put it out of his mind.

As he moved little by little, he gradually got out of the circle surrounded by grass.

The corners of his mouth stretched to the sides, with intense surprise in his eyes.

But this surprise froze on his face when he looked up and saw the person in front of him wearing a raincoat and rubber boots.

The man was wrapped up so tightly in a mask, gloves, a black raincoat and black rain boots that he couldn't recognize who the other person was.

But he knew the hammer in the other's hand.

At that moment, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his scalp tingle instantly.

His face twitched a few times, and he said in a trembling voice: "... No... I don't know when... I offended you. I apologize to you, please... please let me go..."

This was the first time in his life that he begged for mercy in such a humble manner.

The feeling of fear spread throughout his body, and he was now lying on the ground in an extremely nervous state.

He who couldn't move was like a pig on the chopping board to be slaughtered by the other party.

But for Ye Sangsang, picking up weapons means going to battle, and saying one more word would be an insult to her excitement.

He took a step forward, leaned over slightly, took out a rag and stuffed it on the other person.

No sound can be heard in the wilderness, and the rag is mainly used to prevent the opponent from biting himself to death due to excessive pain.

After stuffing the rag in, Ye Sangsang swung his hammer under the other party's increasingly desperate gaze.

In order to make it easier for the other party to climb two kilometers, Ye Sangsang only broke his two legs and his two hands were only seriously injured.

With each hammering, the other party was in so much pain that he became dazed and his pupils were on the verge of dilation.

"Run away, if you can crawl out, I might let you go~" Ye Sangsang said with interest.

The voice was gentle, as if they were chatting about what they had eaten today, but the actual content was creepy.

Jiang Jiansheng was twitching in pain. He moved subconsciously as he watched Ye Sangsang remove the rag for him.

“Aa ...

“Aa ...

“Aa ...

The cries of pain became louder and louder, matching the severe pain coming from the body.

The pain frightened him, and for the first ten minutes, there was no possibility of movement.

He crawled away as he realized that the person in front of him wanted to torture him in this way.

He had heard that such people had short patience, and if he continued to lie there like this, the other party's patience would run out and he would die sooner or later.

Driven by the desire to survive, he began to crawl in extreme pain for help.

Just crawl out of this desolate place and get help!

As he moved, blood gushed out from his two broken legs, forming two bloodstains.

Moving with just his hands was much more difficult than he had imagined.

At first he shouted for help, hoping someone would hear him.

But shouting also requires strength, so he could only stop shouting for help and crawl forward by grabbing the grass on the ground.

In this way, he crawled hard for half an hour, but found that he had only crawled more than 200 meters.

The effect of the anesthetic gradually wore off during this process, and the pain in his body became more intense.

He felt dizzy and his body gradually became weak.

[I feel like I can’t move any further. This kind of mission is really hard to complete.]

[Two kilometers, only 1,800 meters left, I am such a loser.]

【I feel like I need some motivation. 】

The live broadcast room was rapidly evaluating.

Ye Sangsang stood there, moved his fingers slightly, and walked forward slowly.

The sound of shoes stepping on the ground quickly sobered the dizzy man, and driven by the instinct to survive, he began to move forward.

Ye Sangsang, however, acted contrary to her usual behavior and turned away.

The live broadcast room is full of question marks.

[Aren’t you going to chase him away? Why don’t you do anything…]

[Sister Sang is giving up the mission? ]

[I feel that Jiang Jiansheng is such a waste, Sister Sang should just give up on this and wait until he is dying before coming out to deal with him.]

The live broadcast room looked at the scene in front of them and began to make quick guesses.

Unfortunately, Ye Sangsang didn't like to follow the live broadcast room and had no interest in explaining.

When Jiang Jiansheng heard the sound of leaving, he did not look back but continued to crawl forward quickly.

Until he heard no sound behind him for a long time, he turned around to look.

The silent demon standing behind him disappeared long ago without his knowledge.

He tried to stop, but after more than ten minutes, the other party still did not show up.

Realizing this, Jiang Jiansheng's eyes lit up with surprise.

The pain was diluted by great joy, and the instinct of survival took over his mind. He clung tightly to the grass and soil that might move him.

Just like that, little by little, he crawled towards the direction where he could escape, for his own hope and thinking about it.

He had no idea that someone was watching his every move in the corner where he couldn't see.

Ye Sangsang is very patient when dealing with prey.

After all, that's where the fun is.

Jiang Jiansheng's stubbornness also exceeded Ye Sangsang's imagination.

With both legs broken, every time he dragged his body, the stones, dirt and grass scraped against his wounds, causing him pain all the time. Especially with his hands also injured, it was extremely difficult to achieve his goal.

But driven by instinct, he actually dragged his body and crawled the two kilometers required for the mission.

Nothing is impossible.

[I didn't understand it at first, but I understood it after watching him crawl.]

[It's a bit pitiful. It's painful to think about it. ]

[Don't be too quick to feel sorry for him, this is what he deserves. He has to climb two kilometers, and if he has to climb under such circumstances, it means that he has done such a bad thing to Sun Bin's girl. Don't be too fond of empathy, this is also a kind of harm. ]

The barrage fell silent again because of this sentence, and those who expressed their pity fell silent because of this sentence.

Putting yourself in the victim's perspective, such a scene will only make the other party happy.

Their education has conditioned them to avoid anger and be empathetic, which is not a good thing.

Sun Bin's approach was indeed inappropriate, but this is not a reason for them to criticize or even implicitly blame Sun Bin.

Ye Sangsang's eyes were calm because it was time for her to appear.

When the opponent was only a dozen meters away from the road, with joy on her face, she slowly approached from a distance, step by step, holding a knife that reflected silver light.

The heavy footsteps were like the sound of muffled drums, beating on Jiang Jiansheng's heart one by one.

He turned around and saw Ye Sangsang about seven or eight meters away from him.

The hope in his eyes disappeared at this moment.

He stretched out his hand and crawled forward recklessly as if he had gone mad.

He seemed not to notice the blood oozing from the wounds on his fingers that were worn out by various abrasions on the road.

At this moment, he saw someone appearing three meters ahead.

"Help..." He shouted at the man in a hoarse voice, stretching out his bloody hand.

The green grass of spring had not yet grown out, and the dry weeds were blowing in the wind. The sunlight shone on the man's back, making it impossible for him to see the other person's face clearly.

He struggled to crawl towards the other person, towards this life-saving straw.

The good thing is that the murderer behind me stopped.

He crawled towards him hopefully, looking up like a dog, begging for help from the person in front of him.

He crawled to two meters away from the man, raised his head again, shed tears and stretched out his hand again, "Help...Help..."

His words to save me got stuck in my throat, followed by an intense fear.