20demayo Chapter 631 You Should Know What to Do
Chapter 631 You Should Know What to Do
Chu Yin was stunned for a moment.
When he heard that someone was going to deal with him, he was so scared that his breathing stuttered.
After hesitating for just a second, the curator raised his hand and slapped Chu Yin hard in the face.
"Bitch!"
Chu Yin's mouth was bleeding from the pain, half of her face was numb, and she even felt like her eyes were filled with blood.
The curator threw her away, picked up his phone and tried to catch Fang Sisi.
Chu Yin ignored the pain and turned over to grab the curator's legs.
"Sisi! Hurry up!"
Fang Sisi has been imprisoned and domesticated for a long time. Whenever she sees the curator's face, she will think of the days and nights of torture.
Her legs went limp and she couldn't move.
It was not until she heard Chu Yin's call that she reacted and ran towards the computer.
The curator moved his legs, but couldn't move.
He was so angry that he raised his other foot and stepped on Chu Yin's arm.
"what!"
Chu Yin cried out in pain.
But she still didn't let go.
She endured the pain and said, "Sisi, hurry up..."
Fang Sisi didn't dare to delay and turned on the computer with red eyes.
Looking at the images flashing on the screen, Fang Sisi's face turned pale and her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the mouse.
Her eyes were filled with tears and she shook her head vigorously, trying to deny something.
The fishy sweetness in her throat made it impossible for her to even cry.
"It's not me, it's not me..."
"Sisi... hurry up..."
Chu Yin was kicked by the curator and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fang Sisi was awakened, and she gripped the mouse tightly to select the evidence, ready to send it to the account Chu Yin told her.
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Chu Yin, the curator raised his eyes and glared at Fang Sisi fiercely.
"Fang Sisi! If you dare to send it, the computer will automatically publish your dirty pictures online. From now on, not only you, your family, but everyone will know that you please men like a dog."
"No! You forced me to do it!"
"Really? We didn't force you to do anything else!" The curator said meaningfully.
Fang Sisi felt as if she had been hit on the head, and the hand that was about to click on the transmission button stopped.
The curator saw what Fang Sisi was thinking.
"Sisi, you should know what to do!"
"no no……"
Fang Sisi fell into a struggle.
An unknown emotion flashed in her eyes, and she clicked hard.
He slumped to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door.
The curator realized the danger, grabbed Chu Yin, pulled out a gun from behind and put it against her head.
In an instant, Sang Li and his men broke into the house.
"Don't move! Otherwise, let her be buried with me!" the curator shouted.
Chu Yin was no longer able to resist and could only allow the curator to catch her.
Her lips were bright red. She looked at the person who came and said, "Boss Sang, you are too slow."
"Do not talk."
Chu Yin's face was as pale as paper, with messy hair sticking to her red lips, making her look sad and broken.
Sang Li clenched his fists.
Just as he was about to step forward, a figure threw himself into his arms.
"help me."
Fang Sisi grabbed Sang Li's clothes as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.
She recognized from his voice that Sang Li was the man who promised to save her.
The long-term torture made her unable to bear it for a moment, and she pounced directly on Sang Li.
The incident happened suddenly, which gave the curator an opportunity to move to the door.
He pushed Chu Yin out of the office step by step and dragged Chu Yin all the way to the rooftop.
Sang Li pushed the person away without even looking at him, turned around and led his men to the rooftop.
The curator was pushed to the edge of the rooftop.
He looked down and saw firefighters and police cars everywhere.
They can't escape even if they have wings.
The curator was standing on the rooftop, feeling the cold wind and sweating.
He glanced at Chu Yin resentfully: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault..."
As he spoke, he wished he could press the tip of the gun into Chu Yin's head.
Chu Yin was forced to raise her head and bear all the fear.
Sang Li sensed her fear and stopped others from coming forward.
He slowed down his voice and advised: "Director, you can't leave now. Turning yourself in may help you get a lighter sentence."
"Mitigate the crime? Mr. Sang, do you believe what you said?"
"I can help you." Sang Li looked at Chu Yin, "She is mine. As long as you let her go, I can talk to you."
Hearing this, Chu Yin looked at Sang Li in surprise.
Although she knew that this was Sang Li's delaying tactic, she still felt inexplicably happy.
It’s over.
At this time, I am actually in love.
She deserves to die.
After a few seconds, she finally realized the look in Sang Li's eyes.
She came to her senses and began to act weak.
"Director, if you live, you will have nothing. If you die, you will have nothing. You are not the only one who has committed all these crimes. Why should you bear them all by yourself?"
"I'm just an ordinary nobody. What would killing me change? Why bother?"
The curator was somewhat moved after hearing this.
He is just a nominal curator and knows nothing about art.
The culprit is the Bai family.
Just as the curator was about to relax, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
He vigilantly poked Chu Yin's head with the gun with one hand and answered the phone with the other hand.
Chu Yin was very close, and as he listened to the call, his expression became horrified.
In a panic, she saw Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen approaching quietly.
Sang Li also saw them at the same time.
Perhaps because her desire to survive was too strong, Chu Yin understood what they meant at a glance.
Distract the curator's attention.
She interrupted the call and screamed, "Ah! It hurts! My heart hurts! Help me!"
"Director! Please save me! I know you didn't do it on purpose. I will help you explain it to the police!"
"Director! I understand that you were forced to do this. I will ask Mr. Sang to help you!"
Chu Yin's voice drowned out the voice on the other end of the phone.
It seems that he has angered the other party.
After two seconds of silence, the sound of crying was heard.
The curator shook his head and said, "No! No!"
After shouting, he grabbed Chu Yin and climbed out of the rooftop.
"what!"
Chu Yin screamed continuously.
Fortunately, when the curator was distracted, Sang Li and Gong Chen had already rushed over.
Sang Li grabbed Chu Yin.
Gong Chen grabbed the curator.
The gun in the curator's hand fell to the ground. Without his only protection, he knew that the situation was hopeless.
But even so, he still wanted to use Chu Yin as a scapegoat.
He raised his foot and kicked Chu Yin's injured arm.
Chu Yin's arms felt sore and weak, and her whole body was sliding down.
Sang Li grabbed her tightly: "Don't let go."
Chu Yin was about to give up, so she smiled at Sang Li.
"Boss Sang, don't worry. I am yours in life and your ghost in death! Burn more paper money for me and I won't bother you anymore."
"Shut up!"
Sang Li has always been humble and gentle, and this is the first time he has said such words to a woman.
He clenched his teeth, but still couldn't control her sliding body, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
At this time, the curator gathered all his strength and rushed towards Chu Yin.
Chu Yin had already closed her eyes and prepared to die.
In an instant, a mop hit the curator's leg.
Lin Zhiyi lay on the edge of the rooftop, holding a mop to disturb the curator.
The firefighters quickly put on their equipment and jumped off the roof to rescue people.
While rescuing the curator, he was muttering to himself.
"I can't help it. I really can't help it..."
Then, he struggled to break free from Gong Chen.
In just a few seconds, there was a bang and a heavy sound came from downstairs.
Lin Zhiyi was stunned, and before she could see clearly, Gong Chen covered her eyes.
"stop looking."
"he died."