In front of the large thatched hut.

Although Liu Jianming had a clear peek, he did not hear everything Song Mai and Ye Feng said due to distance. In the end, he only saw Song Mai handcuffs him and Ye Feng with a handcuff. Then the two of them walked into the big thatched hut, closed the wooden door with a bang, and creaked a few times, as if they were bolted.

Liu Jianming shook his head and felt bored. He was about to turn around and leave and go back to the small house to sleep.

Sudden--

"Help...help...um...um..." Ye Feng's suppressed cry for help came from the gap between the wooden doors of the big thatched hut.

"Ah...no...no...no...cough...cough...cough..." There were also intermittent screams accompanied by her painful cough, just like the sound of choking when drinking water in her throat.

Liu Jianming frowned and thought, "Song Mai is playing too much, right?" What should I do if this continues to cause death? Ye Feng finished playing at this time, how can the transaction be carried out?"

Could it be that Old Driver Song wants to kill people and enjoy it now?

Impossible?

Liu Jianming thought again, Ye Feng's major subordinates were all there, and something happened to their boss's wife. Isn't Song Mai afraid of being retaliated by his major subordinates?

It is estimated that it should be just a stop, and it should be impossible to cause death.

"Save...kim-ming! Save me! Little bad guy, little bad guy, save me...ah..." Ye Feng's cry for help continued to come from the gap in the wooden door, but the sound seemed to sound a little strange.

Huh? Why did Ye Feng remember to call me to save her?

Liu Jianming was strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved.

Ye Feng knew that he lived in the small house next to her. Several of her subordinates lived a little further away, and she called me to save her, probably because she wanted to try her luck.

"Um...um..." The cry for help disappeared, as if someone had blocked his mouth with something.

Liu Jianming thought about it...

Should I go to save her or save her?

Alas, forget it, I'd better save her.

After all, it would be fake to say that there was no trace of emotion after being called for so long. It would be fine if I really fell asleep. Now that I have met you, I must not pretend that I didn’t see anything or hear anything, otherwise what is the difference between hiding the bell?

Besides, letting my sister be ravaged by Old Driver Song, as an upright five-good man and an upright good policeman, isn't that reasonable?

Although it seems like a long time to think about it, it only takes a few seconds.

After making the decision, Liu Jianming immediately stepped in front of the large wooden door of the large thatched hut, and then kicked it on the door panel.

With a bang, the door panel swung open into the room. The wooden door bolt broke and I don’t know where it went. A burst of dust was shaken off the door frame, making people’s nose itchy.

Liu Jianming sniffed, then stepped into the room.

An oil lamp was lit in the room. The light was not so bright. Under the dim light, on a double bamboo bed near the inside, Song Mai was entangled with Ye Feng who was struggling. Ye Feng's mouth was still stuffed with a piece of cloth.

After Liu Jianming broke in, the two of them immediately stopped entangling and looked at four eyes, but the two eyes from Ye Feng seemed a little... charming.

I don't know why she is like this.

"You guys are you again!" Ye Feng didn't make any statement yet, but Song Mai roared first. He let Ye Feng go on the bed, staring at him bigger than a bull's eyes. He threatened, "You'd better not meddling in other people's business, otherwise..."

Before the second half could be said, a big hand grabbed the back of his head and punched him on the abdomen.

"Ah!" Song Mai screamed, bent down and turned into a shrimp. The large-scale movement prompted Ye Feng on the bed to move toward the edge of the bed. "Ah... it hurts!" Ye Feng screamed in pain while shaking his wrist.

It turned out that the two of them were handcuffed together.

"Take out the key!" Liu Jianming punched him in the abdomen.

"Uh..." Song Mai almost vomited what he had eaten at night. "Dream..." He was so stubborn.

"Take it out! Take it out! Take it out!"

Bang bang bang! The punch that hit his abdomen was heavier than the other.

"Wow—" He vomited, and there was a strange sour smell.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you..." Song Mai surrendered repeatedly, then took out the handcuffs and stuffed them in tremblingly.

Liu Jianming took the key and opened the handcuffs, and Ye Feng and Song Mai's bondage were untied.

Then--

"Get out of here!"

With a force of his big hand, Song Mai was slapped hard at the door like a broken sack, and his chin hit the threshold. "Cough!" he coughed, coughed out a broken tooth and vomited out, and a small star appeared on his head.

"Sister Lan," Liu Jianming took the opportunity to help Ye Feng up and asked, "How are you doing? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I..." A sick flush appeared on Ye Feng's cheeks. She roared, her expression seemed to be trying to restrain something. She gasped, "That bastard poured some potion into my mouth. I, I... so hot now..."

When Liu Jianming heard this, he felt a volcano erupting in his heart.

The scene that Egret had in the hotel before appeared before her eyes again.

"Son of a bitch!"

Liu Jianming cursed, put Ye Feng lightly on the bed, and instantly turned around and walked towards Song Mai who was struggling on the threshold.

Song Mai had just gotten up when he was grabbed by a big hand again.

"What do you...you bastard want to do?" Song Mai's lips were bleeding.

"What are you doing?!" Liu Jianming asked him back, and then gave him a carpet-style body search regardless of his strong struggle.

Soon a small pink bottle was found.

Liu Jianming held the small bottle and looked at Song Mai's eyes with evil eyes.

"What do you want to do? No... don't... don't..."

Liu Jianming pinched his chin, then used force to his knuckles—

Song Mai opened his mouth uncontrollably, and a smell of smoke squirted out.

"Ah...no...no..." Song Mai roared loudly, and even swayed his head.

"Don't you like to force women to use this thing? OK! I'll let you try it yourself today! Try your own baby potion!"

As soon as the word "bar" fell to his mouth, Liu Jianming forced all the remaining potion into the big mouth begging for mercy under the control of his knuckles.

"Cough cough cough...ah... little bastard, I'll fuck your ancestor!" Song Mai coughed and cursed, and even pulled his fingers into his throat to try to vomit out what had just been poured into his abdomen.

"Enjoy it!" Liu Jianming kicked his ass.

Song Mai, who was still holding his throat with his hand, flew out directly, and a few seconds later, a plop came from the darkness.

Several figures opened the door and stretched out their heads to watch, but when they saw the miserable driver Song immediately retracted his head and closed the door.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual outside, Liu Jianming immediately turned around and walked to the bedside, reached out to hold Ye Feng's soft waist and lifted her up, and asked, "Sister Lan, how do you feel now? Do you want it? I'll take you to find it and see if there are any doctors in the village."

"No, it's useless. This village is so small, it's impossible to have it..." Ye Feng opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of hot air, making Liu Jianming's face full of breath.

He rubbed his nose hard, and a very strange feeling slowly came.

"Go...go and close the door." Ye Feng pushed his chest.

"Okay." Liu Jianming nodded helplessly.

He let go of the soft waist in his hand, walked over and closed the door. The door bolt cracked and could no longer be used. He simply moved the small table in the room and placed it behind the door to hold it against it, and then moved a few stools and placed it on it.

After doing this, Liu Jianming walked back to the bed and just bent down.
Chapter completed!