MTL - There’s Something Wrong with this Development!-Chapter 33

　　 Wei Ziqian thought that Wei Yan might bite himself before he died, doing things like poisoning, buying murder, car accidents, and even body bombs, but he didn't guess that Wei Yan kidnapped him. Wei Ziqian guessed that his serious and boring uncle must never watch TV. In an era when there are more Cinderellas like dogs and CEOs than dogs, kidnapping can be described as an unscientific existence with a negative mortality rate of 0. what!

　　 Just as Wei Ziqian was thinking about it, the black cloth that had been blindfolded was taken off, and the bright light stabbed Wei Ziqian from opening his eyes for a while.

　　 "My dear nephew, I am so promising, and I gave my uncle such a big ‘surprise’." Wei Yan’s cello-like voice lingered in Wei Ziqian’s ears, and immediately carried an unignorable irony and anger.

After finally getting used to the light, Wei Ziqian felt that his hands were firmly tied behind his back, and his legs were tied together. He was crushed to his knees on the ground. He could only look up at his uncle and said hello: "Yo uncle, you What is this for?"

　　 Seeing his frivolous attitude, Wei Yan motioned to the thugs behind him, and the two sturdy men punched Wei Ziqian in the abdomen, only beating Wei Ziqian down and retching humiliatingly.

This room is very spacious, like a warehouse. There is only one set of tables and chairs inside. It is surrounded by walls. The only door is tightly closed. There are no windows or extra decorations. There is a bright incandescent lamp hanging over the head. Wei Ziqian, who was standing around a group of brawny men dressed as bodyguards, was suffering from severe abdominal pain and couldn't figure out where it was for a while.

　　 "Don't look at it, it's useless, the gadgets on your body have been taken off before, so you don't want to play tricks anymore."

　　 Wei Ziqian's face was pale and tried to pretend to be filled with righteous indignation: "Uncle, did someone say something to you that made you misunderstand?"

　　 Wei Yan just sneered, his handsome face was filled with haze: "Wei Ziqian, don't pretend, the police outside have already started looking for you, I won't waste time with you."

　　 Seeing that Wei Ziqian didn't speak, Wei Yan continued to speak: "I didn't expect that my good nephew would join forces with the police to deal with my uncle. If you want to come, the one with the surname Jane was the one you called to disturb me, right?"

　　 No, that guy just likes your ass! Wei Ziqian retorted silently.

　　 "Now, sign it."

　　 Wei Ziqian saw Wei Yan hand a piece of paper and a pen in front of him, and his tied hands behind him were also loosened, bringing a tingling tingle, "What is this?"

　　 "Oh, it's just the transfer of property rights, so that all the properties you'sent' to me will be transferred to your name again."

　　 Fuck, it turns out that this player still has this move to play! Wei Ziqian couldn't help being a little serious. If he really signed the name as Wei Yan said, it would be considered that Jian Yu led the criminals to find them, and Wei Yan could not be convicted, and he would use the name of these industries. The owner was taken to trial. Once the Wei family loses the Patriarch, it will only be Wei Yan who will take over. Wei Ziqian didn't believe that the group of policemen would still be on his side by that time. Everyone's interests came first. If Wei Ziqian lost, the group would only regret losing a partner.

　　 Damn it!

　　 Wei Ziqian quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, not to sign? Maybe you will be killed by the goods in front of you, sign? Either he was thrown into the prison to pick up soap and chrysanthemums and died overwhelmed, or he was shot directly. There is a dead end on the left and right, it is better to put a backing before death, it is a good deal!

　　 But he can't bear his house stumbled! ! Is there any other way! ?

Seeing that the other party had no intention of starting, Wei Yan sarcastically grabbed Wei Ziqian's hair and forced him to look up at himself: "Don't want to sign? That uncle will help you. Wei Ziqian, I remember you've been a painful since childhood. Is it the child."

Wei Yan said, letting go of Wei Ziqian, letting people press him down, then took out a gun, and vacantly gestured towards Wei Ziqian's calf: "You also think about it, uncle has no time to spend with you, you If you don’t sign, I can only scrap one leg of you first, and if you don’t sign, you don’t want the other leg."

Wei Ziqian just pressed his lips and watched Wei Yan not speaking coldly, but his heart was overwhelming. Damn, he was so scared, he was scared to pee, did he? Just think about the feeling of bullets stuck in the flesh, and his calves start to feel unconscious. He convulsed, but he really didn't dare to sign the thing under his hand. Wei Ziqian can only hope that the group of junk detectives can move faster now, and the little master can find this place before he is crippled by the stuff in front of him.

　　 Seeing his face of a martyr who would rather die than surrender, Wei Yan raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and pulled the trigger at Wei Ziqian's right calf.

Shooting at close range caused the bullet to shred the muscles on the calf, and the bones broke directly. Wei Ziqian opened his mouth but couldn't make a scream. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, panting heavily, tall. The body is kneeling on the ground.

　　 The smell of blood filled Wei Ziqian's nasal cavity, and the corners of his eyes were almost torn apart. He was thinking wildly about being abused after he was born again. What about playing with Lao Tzu! ?

"If you think about it, do you want to sign or not?" Wei Yan looked coldly at Wei Ziqian, who was rolling around in pain but was crushed by the pain, and continued to threaten in a cool tone, "I only give you five points. Zhong, if you sign, I will call you a doctor right away."

　　 "Sign, you all kinds of girls!" Wei Ziqian couldn't restrain his hatred, and spit out a **** saliva at the other party, "Wei Yan, you bastard, if you have a kind, you just kill the young man!"

　　Wei Yan just avoided him arrogantly and mockingly, without answering him, looking down at the embarrassed Wei Ziqian.

　　It hurts, it hurts so fucking.

　　 Every minute and every second now is torment for Wei Ziqian, his mouth is full of iron filings bitten by himself, and blood oozes from the wound. Wufenzhong arrived soon. Wei Yan frowned and looked at Wei Ziqian, who was so painful that his face was as pale as paper, but was still unwilling to do what he said. "It's a pity, when the time is up, I will let you know that you have nothing like this. Meaningful resistance is just a waste of time."

After 　　 finished speaking, he raised the arm holding the gun again, and slowly climbed his finger to the trigger that was glowing like a devil in Wei Ziqian's eyes again.

Wei Ziqian was not a fearless martyr. Seeing that the other party was about to shoot again, the pain engraved into the bone marrow made him raise his head with red eyes, gritted his teeth, and trembling lips softly begged: "Please, don't.... ..."

　　 Wei Yan was unmoved. When he was about to continue his hands, the closed door was slammed open by force. Wei Yan stopped his movements immediately.

　　 "Ziqian!!!"

　　 Wei Ziqian turned his head strenuously when he heard someone calling his name. Shen Shuyao, who finally arrived, was praying for Wei Ziqian’s safety all the way, but now he sees Wei Ziqian in a pool of blood with a terrible expression. The anger in his eyes is about to materialize and burn everything, and he just wants to eat his flesh. .

　　Wei Ziqian has seen Shen Shuyao again after so long. He is thinner than before, and his fair face is still so beautiful that Wei Ziqian has a dazzling light. Wei Ziqian trembled his lips, and the long-term longing was intertwined with the intense pain in his body, which brought a palpitation that was higher than that of a while, but he just looked at Shen Shuyao with moist eyes and did not cry.

However, the grievances and the forbearing look of this miserable life made Shen Shuyao distressed. If it weren't for Wei Yan's muzzle to still point at Wei Ziqian, Shen Shuyao would like to take his second product back and lock it into his arms. in.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Shen Shuyao's people also rushed into this warehouse one after another, and both sides confronted each other with guns, and the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

"Why, isn't this the young master of the Shen family? I dare to ask Young Master Shen why he came to such a place specially?" This development completely exceeded Wei Yan's expectations. He tried to stay calm and still pointed the gun at Wei Ziqian. Head, asked the other side coldly.