When he heard his younger brother say that his sister Lu Jin was coming, A Niu was both excited and nervous.

He didn't know if Lu Jin accepted him after so long, and he didn't know if Lu Jin would have a lover in Shangjing.

The capital city is too big and there are too many excellent people. I wonder if people like him who only endure hardships and do physical work can compare with those excellent white-collar workers.

Seeing A Niu looking at him at a loss, Fang Mo curiously put his hands on his hips and licked his tongue.

This is the first time he has seen such an older brother.

"Don't worry, you have a good rest here. Since I heard that you were injured, I will come back as soon as possible. It should be interesting to you, otherwise..."

As he said that, Fang Mo shrugged his shoulders and left with a smile.

A Niu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at his escaped brother, shook his head laughing and crying, signaling A Qing behind him to help push him outside and he wanted to get some breath.

"The boss should be going to interrogate the eldest son of the Zhou family now."

A Qing was pushing the wheelchair and told the matter out of concern, but A Niu just frowned and then smiled happily again.

"You don't have to worry about Fang Mo's work, he is more sensible than us."

A Qing nodded and fixed A Niu's wheelchair and sat aside to look at the moonlight outside the window.

"I haven't had dinner tonight. Should you wait for Miss Lu Jin to come before eating or will you give me a copy now?"

It took a long time since I sat down so quietly to look at the moonlight, and A Niu slowly shook his head.

He said shyly: "I still want to wait until my sister comes back before eating."

Rolling her eyes, A Qing took a book from her speechlessly, and didn't know who had finished reading the book and had not returned it. At this time, she happened to be cheaper.

Fang Mo walked into the dark basement, and the dim lights flashed down. In order to avoid being found by people from above, their basement specially used to interrogate people had made many precautions.

As long as you don't use military weapons to search for ordinary police, it's not that easy to find this place.

"Who are you? Fang Mo?! I tell you don't think you hid me here and my dad couldn't find me. If you offended our Zhou family, do you think your dad can resist?"

"Fang Mo! Do you know what life is worse than death? Don't let me survive, otherwise I must treat you well!"

"Fang Mo, isn't your girlfriend very beautiful? I haven't touched your girlfriend yet this time, why? Do you want to see your girlfriend's expression of being happy under my crotch? Hahahaha."

Standing in the dark, looking at Zhou Zishu who was facing away from him, Fang Mo smiled disdainfully. He didn't know how to die when he was about to die.

Originally, the Zhou family didn’t like him. Now Fang Mo has taken action to protect the Zhou family? Or is it not to protect it?

However, he could not have imagined that his walnut-sized brain was so long.

He picked up a towel from the side and Fang Mo slowly patted him. The movements made instantly attracted Zhou Zishu's attention.

"Who? Who is you coming in? Fang Mo? Fang Mo! Those who know the truth loosened me, otherwise I would wait for my dad to come..."

"Will your dad come to collect your body?"

After saying this, Fang Mo wrapped Zhou Zishu's face without waiting for Zhou Zishu to say more.

"Fang...want...do...do..."

"What do you want to do? Haha, do you know that there is a kind of torture called "Post-Additional Officer"?

Just put layers of wet paper on your face. Do you want to see which rank you can be a senior official?"

As he said that, Fang Mo poured the water that had been prepared on Zhou Zishu's face.

Soon water penetrated the towel, Zhou Zishu felt that Fang Mo had already started to act, so he quickly shook his head and wanted to shake the wet paper on his head.

Unfortunately, his hands were tied behind him, how could he shake the towel down? Fang Mo added another layer of towel as soon as he shook his head and quickly poured water on it.

"If you are so unhonest, I'd better tie the towel to you."

As he said that, Fang Mo tied the towels to a knot from behind Zhou Zishu's head. Zhou Zishu couldn't shake them down no matter how hard they were.

"Fang*!* wants to be like this?*Dad*..."

"When you die, you are still thinking about your dad? If your dad really cares about you so much, he hasn't arrived yet?"

As he said that, Fang Mo covered Zhou Zishu's face with a third towel and poured it on water again.

I don’t plan to add ink after covering this layer of towel, as it is really possible that people will die.

His purpose was not so simple that he let this man die. He had not negotiated with the Zhou family!

After looking at the time, I guessed that the people from the Zhou family should have found out that he was here. I clapped my hands and walked out not far away.

"boss……"

After looking at Brother Zhu, who had not appeared for a long time, he nodded and took down the towels covered by Zhou Zishu's face layer by layer.

"When I go out later, you turn off the lights. Are you okay in the dark?

I guess he couldn't stand it anymore and turned on the light for me."

After explaining that Fang Mo handed the towel in his hand to Brother Zhu: "As long as you don't die, you can play whatever you want."

After saying that, Fang Mo walked out of the basement under Brother Zhu's perverted smile.

The unconscious Zhou Zishu had no idea what kind of torture would be waiting for him.

As soon as he walked out of the basement, Huangmao ran over, "Boss, Zhou Kai has arrived."

He smiled and patted Huangmao's shoulder. Fang Mo walked out and saw Zhou Kai standing next to the convoy with a gloomy face waiting for him to pick him up.

"What's the reason why Boss Zhou ran to my playground in the middle of the night?"

After looking at Fang Mo who has risen rapidly recently, Zhou Kai's inner disgust towards his eldest son Zhou Zishu has become a little higher.

It’s fine if you don’t have the ability. He can still raise someone who is so dependent on his life and wait for death. The most annoying thing is that these unstable things are often done with him.

He used to be drug users, but now he is shooting. He doesn't know if Zhou Zishu will do something even more explosive to get him to wipe his butt next time.

"Fang Mo, let's just say it. I don't have time to talk to you Moji."

"What will you do to release him, my son."

Seeing the other party's appearance of doing business, Fang Mo no longer put his face on him, put down his hands and stood there looking at Zhou Kai in front of him.

The age of 69 and a thick black and greasy head makes people feel that the contrast is huge no matter how you look. If it weren't for the time leaving traces on his face, I'm afraid this person wouldn't look like he was 69 years old.

"It depends on what you think, Boss Zhou. Anyway, you don't like your son, or you can lend it to me..."

"Enough! Fang Mo, I'm here to talk to you about the serious matters. Please put away your mask."

Seeing Fang Mo's acting at first glance, Zhou Kaiye mercilessly exposed him.

Fang Mo, who was interrupted by someone, blew out in dissatisfaction and looked at Zhou Kai with a calm expression. Fang Mo slowly spit out a few words from his mouth.

Zhou Kai's face froze when he heard Fang Mo say: "Impossible!"
Chapter completed!