"Yang, Yang Qinglin?"
A huge pit was dug in the open space in front of him. The pit was filled with half of cement that had not yet solidified. Next to the pit were several large barrels full of cement. Next to the large barrels was... Yang Qinglin, who was tied up like a dumpling?
At this moment, Yang Qinglin's nose and face were swollen, with two streaks of blood coagulating on his face. One of his eyes was beaten so hard that he couldn't open it. He was kneeling beside the cement pit, dying.
If it weren't for his iconic outfit and his black and white slicked back hair, Ye Yun really wouldn't have recognized him.
But now these things that made him proud have become messy. His clean and tidy Zhongshan suit is already covered with dirt, his meticulously slicked-back hair is messy like grass and mixed with sand, and he looks as disheveled as possible.
There were a few people standing around.
A row of nameless sturdy men stood vigilantly with their hands behind their backs, including Gu Jin and Jiang Yuan.
Gu Jin lit a cigarette, with a hint of nonchalance between his brows, but the flame illuminated his hands, reflecting the blood on his hands and the coldness in his eyes.
Cynicism is his usual state, but it has never been his nature. How could the person who can accompany Qin Zheng be an ordinary person?
Jiang Yuan shook his wrist, as if he had hurt his joint when he just fought. He had already taken off his glasses, and his narrow eyes were slightly raised. His sinister look made him look morbid and dangerous, which was so frightening that it made people shudder.
This weak scholar... is quite perverted.
Ye Yun blinked.
Family members, who understands!
Today she finally opened her eyes.
How could she be worthy of seeing such a bloody scene comparable to the Shura Field in hell?
"Hey? Ye Yun, you're here?" Gu Jin turned his head and saw Ye Yun, and instantly broke into a bright smile.
Ye Yun curled the corners of her mouth.
"I know you look pretty when you smile, but don't smile yet, I'm a little scared."
"Hey~ Are you praising my good looks?" Gu Jin was so proud that she looked at Qin Zheng with a smug look on her face. "Qin Zheng, I told you I'm pretty! Did you hear Ye Yun praising me for being pretty?"
Qin Zheng, "..."
Ye Yun: "..."
You are a person who is good at grasping the key points!
Jiang Yuan also looked up when he heard this.
But he just took a glance and then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, took out his glasses from his chest pocket and put them on, then continued to fix his wrist.
A faint moan was heard from the ground.
It turned out that Yang Qinglin struggled hard when he heard Ye Yun's name.
But he was tied up tightly with hemp ropes, and his mouth was stuffed with smelly towels from the construction site. He twisted his body like a pig.
Ye Yun squatted down calmly, looked him in the eye, sneered, and greeted him clearly, "Director Yang, long time no see!"
"Mmm-mmmm!"
Like a stressed dog, Yang Qinglin's pupils suddenly shrank, his body shook violently and he struggled continuously, with angry eyes as if he wanted to pounce on Ye Yun and bite her to death on the spot.
"Behave yourself!"
Gu Jin kicked him fiercely in the back.
“Ugh!!”
The unignorable pain made Yang Qinglin scream in agony. His facial features were twisted into a ball and he fell to the ground, uttering only a faint groan.
Ye Yun raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Jin.
Gu Jin immediately retracted his foot, obediently hid behind Jiang Yuan, and gave her a kind smile.
Really, it’s quite kind.
Ye Yun simply stood up and looked down at Yang Qinglin who was constantly moaning calmly, "You can't stand it? I'm just returning your behavior during the day to you. Have you never thought that there will be such a day for you?"
Perhaps he had never thought about it, so he resorted to such unacceptable means to harm others.
“Mmmmm—”
Yang Qinglin was hysterical, and although he couldn't speak, it was easy to tell from his angry tone that he was shouting the name Ye Yun.
Qin Zheng stepped forward and pulled off the stinky towel.
“Pah…Pah…Pah…Pah…” Yang Qinglin spat repeatedly. The stench made him dry heave several times. He had never experienced such humiliation before. He stared at Ye Yun with red eyes and trembling all over. “You, you dare to kidnap me! And you dare to find someone to beat me up? I am the director of Qingshan Garment Factory. I will never let you go!”
"Why are you still so stubborn? Don't you understand the situation?" Gu Jin came up and kicked him again.
Yang Qinglin screamed again.
Gu Jin wanted to kick again, but the next second he saw Ye Yun staring at him indifferently.
This look made Gu Jin's heart tremble. He retracted his foot and waved his hand to warn: "You are lucky, old man. If you know what's good for you, quickly explain how you instigated Lin Jiao to harm Ye Yun. If you don't know what's good for you..."
He picked up half a brick and threw it into the half-filled cement pit with a plop.
The bricks quickly sank into the large patch of cement.
Yang Qinglin looked at the smooth cement surface in disbelief, his face suddenly turning pale.
"Director Yang, this place is remote, and few people come here except for the workers. It's hot today, too. If you go down tonight, the cement will be dry by tomorrow morning. The cement will seal the body, leaving no trace. Do you want to try?"
This time, it was Qin Zheng who spoke.
His voice is as sinister as that of Yama.
He just stood there, calm and fierce, and a faint look was enough to make people shudder.
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