Chapter 747: The Second Fall(1/2)
At the airport, Gu Sheng took his nineteen-year-old daughter on the plane.
The father and daughter leaned against the porthole.
"Dad, I...we are really going to New Zealand?"
"certainly!"
"What about my mom?"
"Don't mention that bastard!" Gu Sheng growled.
He had two marriages in succession, and this daughter was the crystallization of the first marriage.
But... his first wife was a nightclub.
Not only did my private life be chaotic, but my daughter was even damaged.
After the couple divorced, the first wife used the means and obtained the custody of the child. She actually took her daughter to enter and exit the entertainment venues and wandered among all kinds of men.
Young and beautiful girls are always men's favorites.
The girl was regarded as a rare product by her mother and was waiting for a price. Later, she met Zhao Yong...
Zhao Yong, who was crazy, had no idea that the girl he was ruined by him turned out to be the daughter of his father's old subordinate and ex-wife.
After the girl became pregnant, Zhao Yong only gave her 50,000 yuan and then disappeared into her life.
What you play is fresh, but pregnancy is not new, so it is not fun.
Zhao Yong continued to look for other prey.
Gu Sheng knew all this.
From that moment on, Gu Sheng decided to do something.
However, he knew very well that he had to be careful and not act rashly. Until half a month ago, Li Hao came to the door.
Gu Sheng knew that the opportunity had come.
"Dad, are we back?" My daughter was a little reluctant to leave Beijing.
Not everyone has a yearning for a foreign country.
"When that bastard dies, we will come back!" Gu Sheng said coldly.
Outside the porthole, the night in Beijing was dark.
It's like the darkness before dawn.
...
Zhao Yong woke up from his deep sleep.
I found that my eyes were blindfolded.
The arms were cold and there was a slight pain.
The wind blows him and you can hear the sound of the car whistle.
The body, lost its freedom, seemed to be tied up in a wheelchair.
"Let me go, who are you?" Zhao Yong subconsciously wanted to shout, but opened his mouth but found that his voice was extremely hoarse.
It's not much better than a mute.
"Who are you...?" Zhao Yong's heart surged endless fear.
Because these people shot Gu Sheng to death in front of him.
Then... they must
I won't keep myself.
I will definitely be silenced.
Fear surged in my heart again.
"I...I don't want to die...I'll give you money!" Zhao Yong whimpered.
"Are you ready?" The voice of a man suddenly came from behind Zhao Yong.
"alright!"
"I guarantee that I can fall to death?"
"almost!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yong shook his body and urinated.
"Please, let me go, I can give you a lot of money, a lot of money!" Zhao Yong wailed, his hoarse voice like a duck, adding a little more sarcastic.
"Young Master Zhao, we don't want money, we only need your life!" The voice behind him sneered, "Don't worry, this wheelchair is the new electric wheelchair we have prepared for you, and we will be buried with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wheelchair moved and moved forward slowly.
"No!" Zhao Yong roared desperately, but to no avail.
The wind seems to be getting stronger and stronger.
The noise on the road was getting louder and louder.
Death seems to be ahead.
Zhao Yong struggled hard, but his body was tied up very tightly.
Unable to move.
Suddenly, the wheelchair stopped.
Zhao Yong's heartbeat seemed to stop for a beat.
"I..." He was about to say something else, but his body suddenly sank.
Blood instantly rushed over the top of his head.
"Ah!" Zhao Yong shouted.
He knew that he was doing free fall.
He is going to die.
He is going to fall to death!
His life ended like this!
These thoughts flashed through Zhao Yong's mind, waiting for death to come.
"Bang!"
After a sound, his downward trend stopped.
However, a powerful pulling force suddenly caused his body to hurt.
At this moment, his eyes were covered with cloth and miraculously untied.
Zhao Yong finally opened his eyes and was shocked.
He, hanging in the air, is located on the exterior wall of a tall building!
One hundred meters below is the ground.
He and his wheelchair were tied together with high-strength speed-down ropes.
"Help!" Zhao Yong burst into tears in the air and roared hard.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the pulling force disappeared and Zhao Yong began to fall freely again.
"No!"
In the air, Zhao Yong's deathly call came.
"Bang!"
The rope was tightened again.
After going back and forth, a total of four times, Zhao Yong was completely exhausted when he was pulled to the roof of the stairs.
He collapsed in a wheelchair, his body twitching, and there was a little white foam on the corner of his mouth.
On the roof, a simple pulley system was installed.
Zhao Yong opened his eyes with difficulty, and in front of him was a face that was too familiar to him.
His eyes suddenly widened.
"Wang Hui, it's really you!" A huge amount of hatred surged in Zhao Yong's heart.
"Is it strange?" Wang Hui put his hands in his pockets, looking calm, "Who else dares to treat Mr. Zhao, who has a noble identity like this?"
Zhao Yong was about to curse, but suddenly realized.
I am under the control of Wang Hui.
To be continued...