"Yang, Yang Qinglin?"
A huge pit was dug in the open space in front of him. Half of the pit was filled with cement that had not yet solidified. There were several large barrels filled with cement placed beside the pit. Next to the large barrels was... Yang Qinglin tied into rice dumplings?
At this moment, Yang Qinglin's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Two streaks of nosebleeds were solidified on his face. One eye was beaten so hard that he couldn't open it. He was dying and kneeling beside the cement pit.
If it weren't for his iconic clothes and black and white hair, Ye Yun really wouldn't have recognized him.
But now, these things that he was proud of were already in a messy state. The clean and tidy Mao suit was already covered with dirt. His meticulous back was as messy as grass and mixed with grains of sand. The whole person looked as embarrassed as possible.
There were still a few people standing around.
A row of unnamed strong men stood around with their hands behind their backs in warning, Gu Jin and Jiang Yuan were also there.
Gu Jin lit a cigarette, with a hint of carelessness between his eyebrows, but when he lit the cigarette, the firelight illuminated his hand, reflecting the blood stained on his hand and the cold look in his eyes.
Cynicism is his usual state, but it has never been his nature. How can someone who can accompany Qin Zheng be an ordinary person?
Jiang Yuan flicked his wrist, as if he had injured his joints just now. His glasses had already been taken off, his narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his sinister eyes gave him a morbid and terrifying danger.
This frail scholar... is quite perverted.
Ye Yun blinked.
Family members, who knows!
Today her eyes were opened.
How could she be so virtuous as to be able to see this bloody scene comparable to the Shura field in hell?
"Huh? Ye Yun, are you here?" Gu Jin turned around and saw Ye Yun, and instantly smiled brightly.
Ye Yun twitched the corner of her mouth.
"I know you look pretty when you smile, but don't laugh yet, I'm a little scared."
"Hoo~ are you praising me for looking good!" Gu Jin was so happy that she looked at Qin Zheng as if she had eaten something, "Qin Zheng, let me just say that I am pretty! Ye Yun praised me for looking good at you. Did you hear that?"
Qin Zheng, "..."
Ye Yun, "..."
You are so good at grasping the key points!
Jiang Yuan also looked up after hearing this.
However, he only glanced at it, then looked back expressionlessly, took out the glasses from his breast pocket, put them on, and continued to straighten his wrists.
A faint cry sounded from the ground.
It turned out that Yang Qinglin struggled hard when he heard Ye Yun's name.
But he was tied tightly with hemp rope, 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 at him calmly, gave him a sneer, and greeted clearly word by word: "Director Yang, see you soon!"
"Uh-uhhhh!"
Like a stressed dog, Yang Qinglin's pupils suddenly shrank, his body shook violently and he kept struggling. His angry eyes wanted to pounce on Ye Yun and bite Ye Yun to death on the spot.
"Be honest!"
Gu Jin kicked him hard on the back.
"Well!!"
The huge pain that could not be ignored made Yang Qinglin scream repeatedly. His facial features were twisted, and he fell to the ground with only weak moans.
Ye Yun raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Jin.
Gu Jin immediately retracted her feet, hid behind Jiang Yuan obediently, and gave her a kind smile.
Really, quite kind.
Ye Yun simply stood up and looked down at Yang Qinglin who was moaning indifferently, "Is this unbearable? I'm just giving you back your behavior during the day. Have you never thought about it? Will there ever be such a day?"
He probably didn't think about it, so he used these unflattering means to harm people.
"Uh-huh——"
Yang Qinglin was hysterical. Although he couldn't speak, his angry tone made it easy to tell that he was shouting Ye Yun.
Qin Zheng stepped forward and pulled off the smelly towel.
"Bah...bah, bah, bah..." Yang Qinglin spat again and again, and the stench made him retch several times. He had never experienced such humiliation before, and stared at Ye Yun with red eyes, trembling all over: "You , How dare you kidnap me! How dare you ask someone to beat me, I am the director of Qingshan Garment Factory, I will never let you go!"
"Why are you so stubborn? Can't you see the situation clearly?" Gu Jin came up and kicked him again.
Yang Qinglin screamed again.
Gu Jin wanted to kick him again, but the next second he saw Ye Yun staring at him lightly.
This look made Gu Jin's heart tremble. He pulled back his feet, waved his hand and warned: "You are lucky, you old boy. If you are sensible, you should explain clearly how you instigated Lin Jiao to harm Ye Yun. If you are not sensible..."
He picked up half a brick and threw it into the half-filled cement pit.
The bricks quickly sank into the vast expanse of cement.
Yang Qinglin looked at the flat cement surface in disbelief, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Director Yang, this place is remote. Only workers rarely come here. It's also hot today. If you go down tonight, the cement will be dry tomorrow morning and the body will be sealed with cement. No trace will be left. Do you want to try it?" try?"
This time, it was Qin Zheng who spoke.
The sinister voice is like Yama.
He just stood there, calm and fierce, and his faint look made people shudder.
