With the help of several people, Qiao Yuan came over step by step, sat next to him, and looked at him and smiled gloomyly.

"Boss Park, the prisoners at the stairs are not feeling good, right?" Qiao Yuan did not immediately fight or what, but just opened his eyes full of hatred and stared at him. The resentment in his eyes was deeply engraved with poison.

Park Sung-sun was a little afraid to look at him.

After these days of continuous torture, Park Sung-sun is almost going crazy, and his whole spiritual will has been completely destroyed by inhuman destruction. How dare you treat yourself as a boss?

The arrogance of the past has long disappeared, but I just lowered my head so much that it could no longer be lowered. I was like a dog, and I was pitiful and did not dare to move at all.

"Boss Park, if it weren't for Brother Chen, I don't know yet. You are the boss like this. You're deducting my wife and children threatened me to beat me to death outside and even not expose you. But how did you treat them

? I torture my wife and children for fun, and even use a soldering iron to burn my son's chest and back. How much hatred do I have with you? You abuse them like this? Unfortunately, my son is only nine and a half years old this year, and now

I was so scared that I was almost dumbfounded. I lay in the corner and cried all day long. You bastard, you are not a human..." Qiao Yuan said that he was angry and could not vent his anger. He just punched him and directly knocked down Park Sung-sun.

Two front teeth and heads hit the toilet again, blood flowing, Park Sung-sun didn't dare to say a word, but he was lying in the corner and whispering.

Brother Hu next to him didn't know the identity of Boss Park, but he knew very well what Brother Yuan was. He was one of the famous big brothers on Jiangcheng Road. It is said that he had followed the thirteen big brothers in Province J before.

One, I didn’t expect that the guy in front of me actually had a grudge against Brother Yuan. Is that so great?

There was a loud roar, "Beat him up..." and then he took the lead and rushed forward. A group of people fought bravely, fists and feet were like raindrops, and it took a long time to stop, while Park Sung-sun was already confused.

However, these guys are still very accurate in beating people. They only hurt their skin, flesh, muscles, and no serious internal injuries. So Park Sung-sung can't die now, but she is locked in the same room with Qiao Yuan, and I guess she won't be much better in the future.

Go.

When it was almost dawn, Park Sung-sung finally woke up, and everything hurted, and the cheeks on his mouth were even more burning, as if he had just been burned by a soldering iron.

He lay helplessly, looking at the sky with a blank look, listening to the ups and downs of the sleeping prisoners, his teeth almost bit off.

Qiao Yuan's gloomy laughter was still echoing in his ears, "Boss Park, from today on, you can wait for me, how I serve you. I want everything you put on me,

Retrieve it ten times a hundred times, so that you will not even die.”

From childhood to adulthood, he had been suffering from such sins. When and where did he suffer such sins? Now he is almost desperate. If this continues, he may not be able to wait until the Fourth Master comes to save him and he will die here.

"No, I can't let them torture this anymore." Park Sung-sung sat up slowly and leaned against the corner of the wall, wiped away the blood from his mouth, looked at Qiao Yuan opposite him, and roared in his heart. This kind of ghost place

, He could not stay for a day, and if he stayed there, he would have to be tortured to death by them inhumanely. Even if he did not die, he could not bear the humiliation and torture in his soul.

His eyes fell on a piece of bloody gauze on the ground. It was a piece of gauze that Qiao Yuan randomly threw on the ground after changing the medicine for the wound. He suddenly remembered that Qiao Yuan was still a patient who had just undergone surgery, so

A crazy idea came out of his mind. In order to escape, he decided to take the risk...

In the next two days, Park Sung-sun was surprisingly docile and endured the punches and kicks of a group of people in the slogan. No matter what kind of tricks were, he endured it. This also made a group of gangsters look at the former boss of J Province now.

The dog that fell into the water was quite disdainful, and the boss of the bird's hair was just that.

On the fourth day, it was time to let the trunk out again. Qiao Yuan bowed his waist and walked out with the help of several prisoners in the same house. Park Sung-sun was still hanging next to the toilet, hanging his head, and silly, mouthed.

There were still words in the room, as if his spirit had collapsed and was about to go crazy. Several people ignored him and went out on their own.

Just after everyone went out, Park Sung-sung suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of crazy appeared in his eyes. He looked out carefully, but no one noticed him. Then, he quietly got up and touched.

When I arrived at Brother Hu's bed, I flipped it in it a few times, and pulled out a weird-looking knife from the pillow. It was said to be a knife, but it was actually made of a sharp surgical blade tied to the top of a piece of wood. It was simple

It can't be simpler.

However, it is absolutely no problem to use it to cut a person's flesh artery.

In such a detention center where even a needle is not allowed to exist, this weapon is already very stunning.

These days, Park Sung-sung has been observing the every move of that brother Hu, and has long been aware of his semi-public secret.

He took out the knife, held it with his backhand, and hid it in his sleeve. Park Sung-sung pretended to be in a difficult situation, held the wall, and took it step by step.

"Is it? You bastard, you are wearing it in the house. Why did you come out? Believe it or not, I will let you put your head in the toilet tonight?" Brother Hu, who was leaning against the wall and basking in the sun, frowned and stood up.

He shouted with his eyes, but there was a guard policeman next to him, so he immediately rushed over and punched him and drove him back and trampled him.

Park Sung-sung pretended not to hear it, but just held the wall, lowered his head, and shrank along the wall timidly, like a timid mouse. But his eyes were secretly patrolling around, and he had long seen Qiao Yuan not far away

He leaned against the wall and squinted his eyes, looking drowsy, as if he wasn't paying attention to him at all.

Now he was only three or four meters away from Qiao Yuan, and he was overjoyed. While everyone was not paying attention, he tried his best to do his best. A tiger pounced over. The knife in his sleeve stretched out and then

Pointing the sharp blade at the major artery on Qiao Yuan's neck, he held his Adam's apple with his left hand, and shouted loudly, "Open the door, open the prison door, I want to go out, I want to go out..."[

He couldn't bear this physical and psychological torture, so he decided to take the risk and take the hostage and escape. As for how far he could escape, he didn't care. Anyway, he was going to leave this place, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment.
Chapter completed!