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There was a musty smell in the damp room, there was a thick layer of dust on the floor, and some large posters of yellowed female stars and football superstars hung down on the walls.

The corners of the walls were still covered with cobwebs, several desks were missing arms and legs, and some table tops were collapsed. On a chair, Wang Cong was tied up, with his head drooping and unconscious.

After being dragged out of the game club by Tang Xiaochuan, this guy fainted from fright. After more than ten minutes, he didn't wake up. Tang Xiaochuan had no choice but to take him to an exhausted factory office.

Surprisingly, the office in this factory building is still powered on.

Tang Xiaochuan shook his head at Brother Zhan: "Get some water and splash him awake!"

Brother Zhan turned around and went out. Within a few minutes, a basin of cold water was poured on Wang Cong's body. With a splash, the cold water rushed on Wang Cong's body, and the water splashed everywhere. Wang Cong woke up with a jolt.

Panting heavily, he looked around, his eyes moving back and forth on Tang Xiaochuan, Brother Zhan and Brother Wu, "You, who are you? Why are you messing with me?"

Tang Xiaochuan held a rusty steel pipe, waved it, and smashed it on Wang Cong's left arm, causing the bone in his left arm to crack, and then Wang Cong let out a scream: "Ah——"

When Wang Cong fully experienced the pain of hurting tendons and bones, Tang Xiaochuan leaned in front of him: "Aren't you awesome? You spend all day fooling around on the Internet, yelling at this one today, that one tomorrow, and revealing it today." Aren’t you very good at breaking the news about this person tomorrow with this person’s shortcomings? Hmm?”

After speaking, another iron rod was thrown down, and with another click, Wang Cong's right arm was also broken.

"Ah——fuck, fuck you, who the hell are you? You bastard, I tell you, you can't kill me today. When I go out, I must find you and kill you!" You son of a bitch!" Wang Cong's young master ruthlessly stepped forward, participating in pain while not forgetting to speak harshly.

An exaggerated expression of fear and fear appeared on Tang Xiaochuan's face, "Ah, are you going to kill me? I'm so scared, don't kill me, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he took a few steps back, waved his hands to Brother Zhan and Brother Wu and said, "Come on, brothers, pull a table over, and put our Young Master Cong on the tiger stool!"

Brother Zhan pushed a broken desk to the window and asked Wang Cong to untie it, but then forced him to sit on the desk with his back against the window, his legs stretched out, his arms behind his back, and he was tied to the window guardrail superior.

His shoes and socks were taken off, revealing two bare feet resting on the table. Tang Xiaochuan got two bird feathers from nowhere, and he took the two bird feathers to tickle the soles of Wang Cong's bare feet.

"Ah - woo - oh - ha ha ha... Grass, don't scratch, grass... I say you..." Wang Cong was so sour from being scratched. Cool strange screams and curses.

For a person like Wang Cong who is naturally very ticklish, tickling with bird feathers is extremely painful torture. In just a few minutes, Wang Cong seemed to have been struggling in hell for centuries. Waiting for Tang Xiaochuan When he stopped, he was already sweating profusely, his clothes were completely soaked, his body was also exhausted, his physical strength had reached its limit, and his whole body became weak.

Tang Xiaochuan asked: "Boy, is your mouth cheap or not? Huh? Not only are you bullshitting people on the Internet, exposing people's private scandals, you also have no morals. You are playing with this Internet celebrity today. Tomorrow you hugged that female celebrity again, and you don’t know which female model you’re with the day after tomorrow, there is something wrong with your character!"

Wang Cong said weakly: "It's none of your business? I'm the one who hates everyone. Those people who are exposed by me are not good birds. Those women who play with me are voluntary. They didn't force them, even if they broke up, they got together and broke up, where did you come from to meddle in your own business? Did I offend you?"

"Of course I offended you, otherwise how could I have brought you here?"

"Tell me, where did I offend you? Why can't I remember when?" Wang Cong cried.

Tang Xiaochuan picked up an iron rod and hit Wang Cong's left calf on the shin. The pain caused him to scream for more than ten seconds before he stopped.

"Let you talk cheap, and still call yourself an old man, sir, I have to fix your stinky problem today, so that you will know that I am an expert in treating stinky problems!"

Tang Xiaochuan said to Brother Zhan and Brother Wu: "Come on, brothers, bring some bricks over here, let our Uncle Wang taste the taste of the tiger stool!"

The two immediately turned around to move the bricks, and soon a dozen or twenty bricks were brought in. Wang Cong's thighs were tied with ropes and fixed on the table, his feet were lifted up, and bricks were placed on top of each other. .

At first, Wang Cong felt nothing, but when the third piece was added, his knee couldn't take it anymore, and the severe pain stimulated his nerves.

Amidst his cries of pain, Tang Xiaochuan asked Brother Zhan to add two more bricks.

Wang Cong couldn't bear the pain anymore, and shouted: "Ah——what the fuck, you, I don't play anymore, what the hell, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

Tang Xiaochuan couldn't stop laughing: "Hahaha...you are really...one word, absolutely!"

If possible, Wang Cong vowed that he would never go through this kind of painful torture in his life. At this moment, he deeply understands the sufferings experienced by the revolutionary ancestors after being captured by the enemy at that time. People are more cruel and methods are more cruel.

After adding another brick, Wang Cong simply passed out.

"Hey, it's really inconvenient!" Tang Xiaochuan sighed.

Brother Zhan asked: "Sir, how to deal with him?"

Tang Xiaochuan thought for a while, "In this way, you tie him in a place with a lot of traffic, in a conspicuous position, let people come to visit after dawn, and notify some paparazzi who have no limit to come and take pictures of him!"

"Understood!"

It was getting brighter, and after the cleaners cleaned it, the sprinkler ran again, the number of cars on the street gradually increased, and the number of passers-by on the sidewalks also increased.

At this time, a car drove over quickly and stopped at the downstairs of the game club. A Yuji wearing glasses and a vest quickly got out of the car with a camera in his hand. He turned his head and looked, and his eyes stopped at the second floor of the game club. Glass facade.

Yu Huanxi saw a person tied to the outer wall of the second floor of the game club, and the appearance of that person seemed to be Wang Cong, who likes to hate people on the Internet, likes some celebrities, and likes to change girlfriends frequently .

"Fuck, shit, it's really him, and someone unknown turned out to be true. Toutiao, I must get Toutiao!" Yu Huanxi beamed, and he immediately used the camera to give the still comatose Wang Cong took pictures like crazy.

After taking more than a dozen pictures of Wang Cong sleeping in a row, Yu Huanxi was not satisfied, he stood downstairs in the building and shouted, "Hey, Wang Cong, Young Master Wang, Young Master Cong, wake up, wake up, wake up! !"

When they parked downstairs, some passing pedestrians and those who were about to go to work all turned their heads when they heard Yu Huanxi's shout. When they noticed that Yu Huanxi was shouting to the upstairs of the game club, they couldn't help but looked up to the second floor of the game club. Look over the wall.

"Hey, there is actually a person tied to the outer wall of the second floor!" A passerby yelled.

"It seems to be Wang Cong!"

"It seems that it is Wang Cong. I said, why is it him? How could he be tied to the glass exterior wall of his game club?"

"Do you still need to guess? It must be because he offended someone. Many people have disliked him for a long time, and now someone has finally attacked him!"

"Now there's a good show to watch!"

The melon eaters gathered downstairs were discussing a lot, the passers-by, and the employees of the nearby stores who had just come to work all ran over one by one. For a while, the downstairs of the game club was noisy, and people talked louder. All guesses have been made.

After a while, tens of hundreds of people gathered downstairs, and another Yuji paparazzi who received the news rushed over one after another, and they took crazy pictures one after another.

Amidst the noise downstairs, the comatose Wang Cong finally woke up. He shook his head, which was still a little dizzy. When there was a large crowd, he suddenly yelled: "Ah, what's going on, why am I here?"

"Help, save me, hurry up, why are you still standing downstairs, save me, have your consciences been eaten by dogs? Do you still have a sense of public morality!"

"Ah -lying, lying, ah, I want to go home, ah -lying, lying, lying on the slot, I want to go home, I want to go home ..."

The people downstairs were dumbfounded, and then burst out laughing one by one.

Some people couldn't stop laughing, squatting on the ground with their stomachs covered, and even more people were so amused by Wang Cong's shout just now that they jumped up and down.

The fire engine came roaring quickly, the firefighters drove the car downstairs, the rescue ladder was stretched out, one team member tied the safety rope and climbed up the rescue ladder, and several firefighters ran into the building to the second floor. He climbed out of the window, tied a safety rope on the window, and then threw the rope to the firefighters on the rescue ladder. The firefighters tied the rope to Wang Cong, and then untied the rope that Wang Cong was bound.

Wang Cong was finally rescued under the gaze of thousands of eyes. At this moment, he was only wearing a pair of boxers, and his skin and flesh were covered with deep bloodstains from the ropes.

"Young Master Cong!" A few bodyguards hurried over, they woke up shortly after being knocked out last night,

Later they called the police. The police searched everywhere, but they couldn't find it all night. They didn't know that Wang Cong was tied to the outer wall of their game club until they received the police just now. At that time, many people came and went, but no one. I noticed that there was a person tied to the outer wall of the second floor.

A windbreaker was draped over Wang Cong's body. At this time, Wang Cong was extremely embarrassed, haggard and panicked. He was even more afraid of flashing lights and onlookers. He raised his arm to block his eyes, and got into a car under the escort of bodyguards. .