Chapter 599: The only thing left is to kill the kid

Zhao Shufang and her lover were making each other in the bedroom, and suddenly heard the door bang, and the dog and the man and the dog separated suddenly.
The man said, "No. Someone is back."
Zhao Shufang said, "I seem to have heard it too."
The two stared at each other, and both panicked.
The man complained, "I said not to come to your house. Your husband will go home at any time. We don’t need to save those few squares. It’s too risky to be in your house." After that, the man took a lot of money from him. It is the case of J liquid, thrown into the trash can in the corner.
Zhao Shufang quickly got dressed, went to the door, opened the door and saw that there was no one outside.
"It's okay, no one is outside, probably because of the wind."
The man put on his clothes and came to the door, his gaze suddenly fell on the key inserted in the keyhole.
The yellow rope is really eye-catching.
"No one? What's the matter with this key?"
The man pulled out the key and asked.
When Zhao Shufang saw the key, she couldn't help but screamed, "Oh, that's it, it was discovered by the little debt collector. He will definitely tell his father. This is awful."
"Up to this point, it is only by killing that kid. The mouth of a dead man is the strictest."
"How to kill? He ran away."
"Which way does the boy usually go?"
"Grace Lane."
"It's the alley where I was waiting for you just now."
"That's the one."
The man sneered, "That's okay, didn't this little ran away? I just asked my brother to stop him. My brother is still waiting for me in that alley." After that, he immediately dialed the phone, "Qianzi , If you see a primary school student passing by you later, help me stop him."
Over there, the man in white immediately answered the phone.
"Elementary school student? Is it a six or seven-year-old boy? I just saw one running past."
"Yes, it's him. When he runs back again, help me control him. I'll be there soon."
"Okay, isn't it just a little bastard? When I tie him up firmly, I will call you."
"Okay, I'll wait for your call."
The man finished the phone call, returned to the house, and closed the door.
Zhao Shufang said, "What should I do now?"
"Wait for my brother to call."
"I mean him?"
"Isn't there a large landfill on the outskirts of the city? Let's take him there, throw him in the ditch, and it's done. It's clean."
Zhao Shufang nodded, "Okay, listen to you."
The conversation between the two was heard by the female ghost in the red dress hiding in the wall. She snorted, "A couple of dogs and men."
Besides, Hu Xiaoming ran out of the gate in a panic. He ran into Fengdu Alley again because of habit. When he realized that he shouldn't run in, he was already more than ten meters away from the entrance.
And the man in white that I had seen before was looking at him sneer not far away maliciously. Hu Xiaoming felt that the scar on the man in white was particularly shocking at this moment. He was shocked, and he dared not run forward.
Just as Hu Xiaoming was about to turn around and run back, the man in white that had been seen before suddenly pounced at him and hugged him.
Hu Xiaoming hung his feet in the air, struggling desperately, "Let go of me, you badass." After speaking, he punched the man in white with his fist on the face.
The man in white didn't expect the child to be able to beat someone, so he took a solid blow.
This annoyed him, he threw Hu Xiaoming to the ground,
"Good boy, you dare to hit me?"
The man in white raised his foot and kicked Hu Xiaoming, who was rolling on the ground in pain.
The white-clothed man still felt puzzled, grabbed Hu Xiaoming's skirt, raised his fist, and beat him.
Hu Xiaoming couldn't beat the man in white, and kept yelling.
Hearing Hu Xiaoming's scolding, the man in white became angry and became even more cruel.
"You bastard, dare to scold Lao Tzu, and see if Lao Tzu will not beat you up today."
In the end, Hu Xiaoming finally stopped resisting and stopped speaking.
The white-clothed man said proudly, "Little bastard, did I persuade you? Are you stubborn with Laozi? I advise you to be obedient and be less beaten."
Hu Xiaoming glared at the white-clothed man and said nothing. He knew that as long as he opened his mouth, there would be a beating.
"Staring at me? You're vain when staring at me." After speaking, the man in white took out a roll of rope from his backpack.
Hu Xiaoming looked at the rope and knew that his condition was not good, so he immediately opened his throat and called.
"Help! Help!"
But in this empty alley, no one entered at all.
Who can hear a child's cry for help.
"Don't shout, you are so honest." The white-clothed man raised his right foot and kicked Hu Xiaoming in the back.
Hu Xiaoming was in pain and never dared to shout again. He drew back into the corner of the wall a little bit, leaning there, gasping for breath.
The man in white walked forward and tied Hu Xiaoming with a rope.
This time, Hu Xiaoming didn't resist, and tears of grievance flowed down the corner of his eyes.
"That's right, be obedient. You can suffer less." After speaking, he took out an eye mask from his backpack and put it on Hu Xiaoming.
The world around him suddenly became dark.
Next, Hu Xiaoming heard the footsteps of the man in white leaving.
"Dad, save me!" Hu Xiaoming whispered.
No, listening to the footsteps, the gangster did not go far, because Hu Xiaoming heard the click of his phone, he was calling, who was he calling?
Hu Xiaoming struggled hard, but the rope was tied too tight.
With a puff, he fell to the ground.
Over there, the phone is connected.
Hu Xiaoming heard the man talking.
"Big brother, I've done it, little boy, when will you come...hurry up...this little boy is not honest, I'm afraid there will be someone coming, you hurry up, I'll hang up."
Before long, Hu Xiaoming heard a car approaching.
"Help! Help!"
Hu Xiaoming instinctively pulled his throat and shouted.
"Yeah again."
The man in white kicked him heavily.
The car creaked and stopped.
A man walked out of the car, and the man walked straight to him.
Through the blindfold, Hu Xiaoming didn't know who came.
"Big brother, what do you do now?" This was the voice of the man in white, he recognized.
"Throw it in the trunk." The voice was strange.
Then Hu Xiaoming felt that he was being picked up, carried on his shoulders, and walked out.
They should have walked outside, and the sun felt hot on their backs.
With a puff, Hu Xiaoming felt that he was thrown into the trunk.
With a bang, the burning sensation of the sun disappeared.
Hu Xiaoming knew that the trunk should be closed.
The man in black asked, "Aren't you going with us?"
The white-clothed man shook his head, "No. I have something else." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the alley.
The black-clothed man returned to the car and stepped on the accelerator and the Toyota car left.