If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 119
When the tattooed man woke up from a coma, he found that there was darkness in front of him, and the images before he fainted remained on his retina-a champagne bottle of Cook Rose and the ceiling of the nightclub.

He was brought down.

The tattooed man regained consciousness instantly after recalling these memories. He raised his head and slammed into the wound on his head. Grinning his teeth in pain, he yelled, "What place is this? You bastard, let me out!"

No one responded to him, and he wanted to raise his hand, but found that he was tied up, and he was still bound by the iron chain that was constantly struggling, and his whole body was entangled tightly.

Calm down, you must calm down and figure out where you are?

The tattooed man took a few deep breaths and wriggled like a maggot in the pitch blackness. After bumping into walls, he could almost confirm that the place was extremely narrow, stuffy and airtight, and smelled like air freshener. This is a car trunk!He's locked in the trunk!
"Damn it, bastard!" The tattooed man suddenly became terrified. It's not a good thing to be put in the trunk of the underworld. People will be stuffed in it only when throwing the body. If the person in the trunk is lucky enough to be alive Most likely there is some terrible punishment waiting for him, such as burying alive or something
Roaring loudly and twisting for a while, the tattooed man didn't receive any feedback. He suddenly realized that the car hadn't been driven, it seemed to be parked somewhere quietly. Could it be that they had already arrived at their destination? ?Or is it that the punishment has already been completed?This car was parked in a dark corner of an underground garage where no one would come for several years. Will he starve to death here?

Fear, anger, despair, countless emotions accumulated together, the tattooed man could only yell loudly, hoping to attract passers-by, but everything he did was useless, his plea for help was ignored, he seemed to be abandoned by the world The same is sealed in this narrow trunk.

5 minutes?About 10 minutes later, things suddenly took a turn for the better.

The parched tattooed man in the trunk heard someone talking, and he couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart and shouted again: "I'm here! Is there anyone? Help!"

The voice of the conversation really got closer, the tattooed man twisted vigorously and hit the surroundings with his forehead to make a bang sound, but at this moment he also vaguely heard what the people walking outside were talking about.

"Is gas so expensive in Japan now? When I was in Chicago, it was less than $2."

"The financial crisis that started in 07 and has not ended this year, Japan has also suffered a lot. The overseas industries of our family have suffered a lot. Until now, it has not slowed down. Domestic enterprises, whether private or state-owned Business is not doing well.”

"Is this barrel of oil expensive?"

"This barrel is okay. We are talking about the overall oil price. Junior brother, if you don't drive, you don't understand these things. People like me who haven't paid off their car loans should care about what kind of car is more popular than what kind of car is popular. Fuel quantity is a fiction, I really shouldn’t have borrowed that Ferrari when I was in China, that thing has to be refueled once every time I drive it, and the gas cost makes me stupid!”

A burst of fresh air rushed in, and the trunk of the man with the tattoo was opened. Before he could yell, the cold liquid chilled his heart, and the smell of gasoline rushed into his nostrils. Fortunately, he shut up quickly, or he accidentally drank a sip of gasoline, and there is a high probability of gasoline poisoning and aspiration pneumonia. But this is not what he should worry about now. omen.

This is not an underground parking lot, but a barren space next to a gas station. The gas station in the distance is still lit, and the person pouring gasoline is probably coming from there. The tattooed man is lying in an abandoned car. In the trunk of the old car, three people in black trench coats outside the car looked in horror.

"Be clean, the price of oil is quite expensive." Lin Nian stretched out his head to look at the oil barrel in Liangyi's hand and urged him - he knew that Liangyi was poor, so he paid for the barrel of oil.

"It's okay, I will reimburse you when I go back to the team." Liang patted the oil barrel to shake out the last few drops, and glanced at the tattooed man who was speechless with horror: "You It looks very confused and frightened, so I would like to remind you, Qingfang group, base area, and group leader, can you think of some information and tell us when you hear these keywords?"

"I will not betray the organization!" the tattooed man growled.

"Your four friends in the nightclub are not as tough as you. They have said everything they need to say, but their ranks are too low to gather any useful information, but what is interesting is that all four of them confessed in unison. You know more information, so we released those four people and only brought you here." Ryoichi took out the cigarette case and handed it to Mandy and Lin Nian, the two waved their hands, and he shrugged himself After biting one, he handed the cigarette case to the tattooed man's mouth and trembled, letting the trembling lips also take one.

"I am a very clear-cut person. Whoever offends me will take revenge. Those who have done something wrong should be punished equally." Ryoichi took out a pure copper Zippo lighter carved with a ferocious red ghost , After lighting the flame, he drew the smoke closer, took a deep breath, lowered his head and blew towards the tattooed man, who shrank back into the trunk as if he had seen a ghost.

"What's the matter, didn't you yelled to come out just now? If you don't let you out, you will kill my whole family?" Liang put away the cigarette case, held the lighter in both hands, and bent over with one hand to light the fire and the other to block the wind: "You helped me light a cigarette once in the nightclub, and I have to repay you once."

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Stay away from me!" The tattooed man covered in gasoline screamed and burrowed into the trunk like a frightened chick, wishing he could squeeze himself into the narrow gap, trying to Avoid the flickering open flame of the lighter in Ryoichi's hand.

"Extremely strong but incapable, please hold his head down." Ryoichi said.

Lin Nian and Mandy glanced at each other and turned their heads. They took a step forward and held down one shoulder of the guy, pushed out the trunk and hung it in the air. Ryoichi squatted down with a lighter and looked up at the pale tattooed man. : "If you spit out the cigarette, I'll let you eat a pack of cigarettes—the lit one."

The tattooed man was biting his cigarette tremblingly, watching Ryoichi's lighter approaching him, he gasped for breath to light the cigarette, fearing that a gust of wind would blow over him and the light of the flame would float on him.

"This is a cigarette lighted by the law enforcement officer of our family. You'd better finish it." Ryoichi closed the lid of the lighter and stared at his face: "Now, tell me everything about the Qingfang group."

(End of this chapter)