"Fuck you, stop pretending. Who did you offend? Don't you have any idea?"
The leader was a bald man, pointing at Wang Dachun and cursing.
At this time, a group of people walked over quickly. The bald man immediately nodded and bowed, "Young Master Zhou, you are here. According to your instructions, we blocked this guy here."
The person who came was none other than Zhou Jun's group. He had already made arrangements to trick him so miserably. He would never let Wang Dachun go.
Zhou Jun gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Dachun, "Beast, aren't you very arrogant? Show me how arrogant you are again!"
"You...what do you want to do?" Wang Dachun said pretending to be horrified.
"What are you doing? Are you scared now? I originally wanted to kill you immediately, but now I have changed my mind. I want to torture you slowly and not let you die so happily. That would not be fun at all!"
Zhou Jun showed a devilish smile. His smile immediately reminded Wang Dachun of the same smile two years ago.
"take away."
A sack was placed over Wang Dachun's head, and then he was stuffed into a van.
About twenty minutes later, the van drove into a villa area.
The car door opened, and Wang Dachun was taken out with his body and sack.
"Master Zhou, how should we deal with this person?"
"Take him to the basement, I want to play with him slowly." A hint of a sinister smile appeared on Zhou Jun's face.
Soon, Wang Dachun was taken to a dark basement and locked up.
boom! The door closed and the room was dark.
Wang Dachun scratched his fingernails, and a long opening was opened in the sack. He got out and looked at the basement, and his face suddenly darkened.
This is the basement! !
Two years ago, he was taken to this basement, held down by Zhou Jun's group, and shined a bright light on his eyes for two hours. From then on, he became blind and fell into an abyss of eternal destruction.
Thinking of this, Wang Dachun secretly clenched his fists, and scenes of the past came to mind, which made him feel angry.
After taking several deep breaths, Wang Dachun temporarily suppressed the hatred in his heart. Revenge must be avenged, but not now. If Zhou Jun died so easily, that was not what he wanted to see.
Wang Dachun looked around and found a small window in the basement, welded tightly with steel bars.
This room is enough to hold an average person, but it is simply impossible to lock him up. He grabbed the steel bar and pulled hard, bending it easily.
Coming out of the basement, the moonlight outside was like water, and a full moon hung in the sky.
He climbed up to the second floor of the villa quickly like an ape and found Zhou Jun calling Murong Xiaoxiao in the bedroom.
"Xiaoxiao, do you miss me? Let me tell you the good news. I have taken the photo of "Picture of Flute Blowing". I will send it to you right now?"
"Yes, yes, that's right."
"Remember to wash your hands clean. I'll rush over right away."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jun went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a set of clean clothes, and sprayed some perfume on his body.
After going downstairs, the bodyguard saw Zhou Jun was about to go out and quickly came over to ask, "Young Master Zhou, are you going out so late? Do you want us to protect you personally?"
"I'm here to have a date, and you guys are protecting me like a hammer. Are you going to be a lightbulb? I probably won't be back tonight."
When Zhou Jun thought that Murong Xiaoxiao's straight and slender legs were about to be carried on his shoulders, Zhou Jun couldn't help but swallowed secretly.
Zhou Jun is a lover of beautiful legs. He has been waiting for this day for a long time. He would not hesitate to spend 30 million for this pair of beautiful legs.
Get in the car and start.
Zhou Jun hummed a little tune and had long forgotten the unpleasantness of the evening. His mind was full of Murong Xiaoxiao, thinking about what posture he would ask her to pose later.
He was unaware that Wang Dachun was hiding in his car and was about to extend his revenge on him.
Zhou Jun's bag was thrown behind the car. Wang Dachun hid under the seat and gently opened the zipper, and found that the "Picture of Flute" was lying in the bag.
The corners of Wang Dachun's lips curled up into a smile that suggested a conspiracy had succeeded. Wasn't it just for this picture that he had endured for a long time?
Didn't he know that Zhou Jun would cause trouble for him after the auction?
All of this was planned by him, and he asked Zhou Jun to spend 30 million to take the picture of "Picture of Blowing the Flute", and then take away the picture of "Picture of Blowing the Flute" without anyone noticing. Who knows what Zhou Jun's expression will be then?
Soon, Zhou Jun's car drove into the underground garage of a commercial housing complex.
After finding a parking space and parking the car, Zhou Jun grinned and said to himself: "Baby, are you ready? I'm coming hehe."
Zhou Jun got out of the car and opened the back door. Suddenly, he saw a huge fist flying towards him. Then his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.
After knocking Zhou Jun unconscious, Wang Dachun rubbed his chin and thought, it would be too easy for him to just let him go.
After thinking for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly took off Zhou Jun's clothes and took a series of photos of his naked body with his mobile phone.
I downloaded a puzzle software and fiddled with it on my phone for a while, and soon a photo of Zhou Jun naked and holding a wild dog's butt while fighting in the field was successfully put together.
"Haha, it's absolutely amazing!" Wang Dachun looked at this photo and danced excitedly.
Then he used Zhou Jun's fingerprint to open his phone, clicked on his Weibo, and sent the photo using Zhou Jun's Weibo account.
The title is: Zhou Jun was too lonely at night and had a fierce battle with a bitch.
Later, he sent another message using Zhou Jun’s account: Oops, wrong message! Can’t delete it (face covering).
This resulted in the photo being sent by Zhou Jun himself by mistake, and as a result it could not be deleted.
After putting on the unconscious Zhou Jun's clothes and throwing him into the car, Wang Dachun laughed evilly and said, "This is the interest you should repay. Let's do this for today."
After closing the car door, Wang Dachun took "Picture of Flute" and floated away, quickly disappearing into the night.
As soon as Wang Dachun's photo was posted, it became popular all over the Internet almost immediately, and Zhou Jun's name became well known to everyone.
"I'll go! You beast, how hungry are you? You won't even let a bitch go?"
"Wow! This is a battle between man and beast. Look at that man's expression. He seems to be enjoying it. He's so perverted and scumbag!"
"Pervert! Scumbag! Take out his flesh and see which Zhou Jun it is?"
"Isn't it all written above, the young master of the Zhou family in Liuhe City? Damn it! These rich people are so perverted, don't the beauties look good? They want to be with a dog!"
"Wow, you're so perverted, it's dirty my eyes."
The men cursed Zhou Jun as a pervert, which brought shame to all the male compatriots. Not to mention the women, who scolded him bloody and made love to a bitch. Are so many women worse than a bitch?
Zhou Jun, who was involved in all this, was completely unaware of it. He lay in the car and fell asleep, drooling all over him. He dreamed of Murong Xiaoxiao.
