The time is pushed to an hour ago.

Huang Mao was eating and drinking at a food stall with a few of his friends. They were very happy and relaxed because they had gathered the last number of people to smuggle in.

And because it was raining, the bald food stall owner simply closed the shop and they were the only ones eating and drinking.

However, at this moment, the TV suddenly began to broadcast the latest news, the latest news about the murder of his parents, and then a blurry video of Wu Cangye turning over a garbage truck was released.

Huang Mao and the others hadn't paid attention to it at first. After all, murders occurred every day. Even if it was a major case that happened in this city, it had nothing to do with them.

But soon, the bald man patted Huang Mao hard and asked him to watch TV with a solemn expression.

Huang Mao didn't understand why, and even called the bald head a lunatic.

"What are you doing? What's there to see? When did you become interested in solving crimes?"

But immediately, when Huang Mao looked at the TV, he was stunned.

Seeing Huang Mao like this, the other two people immediately looked at the TV.

After a while, one of them suddenly said: "Brother Huang Mao, why does this guy... seem a bit like the kid that night?"

"It's not like that, it's just..." Huang Mao has the most contact with Wu Cangye. Naturally, it can be seen from his movements and body shape. The person on the picture is Wu Cangye, not to mention the clothes and backpack.

Combined with the time Wu Cangye came that night, it was impossible not to think about him.

"Damn...you can win the lottery with this." Huang Mao muttered.

"What should we do now, Brother Huangmao?" asked the man from before.

"Call the police... call the police! I heard that if you provide clues, you can get a lot of money!" Another person was a little unsure at first, but when he mentioned money, he immediately became louder.

"Call the police? I'll call the police on you!" Upon hearing this, Huang Mao threw the chopsticks in the man's face and growled, "Are you dissatisfied with your longevity? Isn't it illegal for us to smuggle in?"

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"Then... what should we do?" The person who was hit in the face with chopsticks asked unconvincingly.

"Did him." Huang Mao said viciously.

"Did him?!" The bald boss was a little uneasy.

"Why? Don't you dare? It's not the first time to kill someone. Besides..." Huang Mao is also a ruthless character. He has already made up his mind, "We must kill him, otherwise we will all eat him if he is caught by the police."

I can't just walk around. Moreover, I heard that he took a lot of money from his family. If we kill him, we will split the money. He is a murderer. If he dies, he will die. The police can't catch him. The most they can do is offer a reward. There is no such thing.

People will care about him."

Hearing this, everyone else became excited.

So, there was an ambush outside Wu Cangye's door and at the back window.

But after waiting for a long time, Wu Cangye still had no intention of going out. Huang Mao was already a little impatient. He glanced at the bald man next to him, asking him to send a message to ask the people in the alley behind if there was any movement among them.

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And just when the bald man lowered his head to read the news, suddenly, there was a violent noise in the house, like the sound of a window being opened and people crawling.

"What's wrong?" Huang Mao didn't care anymore. There was such a loud noise in the room. There must have been an accident, so he asked directly, but typing was definitely not as fast as speaking, so he asked and immediately looked at him again.

He shouted from the back of the room, "What's wrong?!"

"Run! Run!" shouted a voice from behind the house.

"Toward the house next door!"

"Damn it, chase him! We must not let him run away!" Huang Mao was furious and couldn't figure out why Wu Cangye was so alert.

At this time, Wu Cangye was climbing along the wall towards the window of the house next to him. He had been waiting for an opportunity. He waited until one of the people in the alley was smoking and looking at the scenery, while the other lowered his head to reply to a message. He immediately opened the window and ran away.

The two people guarding the alley watched Wu Cangye climb the wall and escape, and immediately started yelling and cursing.

Wu Cangye naturally ignored them and used his hands and feet to climb to the window.

However, at this time, the two men jumped over the wall in a panic. One of them cursed angrily and threw the machete in his hand directly towards Wu Cangye.

It's just that my accuracy was a bit wrong, and I didn't throw it to Wu Cangye. Wu Cangye hit the wall, made a clanging sound, and fell to the ground.

But this was enough to shock Wu Cangye, and he couldn't help but speed up. However, the second knife had already arrived.

This knife...

Unfortunately, it hit Wu Cangye's calf directly. Wu Cangye only felt a pain in his left calf, and the crook of his leg also hurt. This knife was so accurate that it not only hit Wu Cangye.

His calf, and even the crook of his leg connecting his thigh and calf were cut.

The mobility of his left leg may be temporarily disabled.

His heart was sinking infinitely, but Wu Cangye increased his strength and rolled over into the abandoned small building.

As soon as he landed, he checked the injury on his left leg. It was very painful and bleeding. He got up and tried, but he couldn't walk.

Horse's.

Wu Cangye cursed angrily in his heart. He never thought that he would be so unlucky.

At the same time, people in the alley shouted excitedly to Huang Mao and the others: "Brother Huang Mao, I hit his leg, this bastard can't run away!"

"Okay!" Huang Mao's excited voice also came from outside. Although the sound was a little blurred by the rain, it still stung Wu Cangye's temples.

Can't run anymore.

Wu Cangye judged that with the current condition of his legs, no matter how quickly he recovered, there was nothing he could do, and Huang Mao and the others were about to come.

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?! Wu Cangye was a little confused. Hearing the rapid footsteps coming from the sound of rain downstairs, he took a deep breath and punched the man hard.

On the ground.

Fight! Now either he will die or Huang Mao and the others will live. He must fight hard, otherwise if he falls into the hands of Huang Mao and the others, he will be tortured like hell and eventually die.

He didn't want to go through the horrific scene in the prediction at all.

Fight.

Wu Cangye no longer had time to lament why he was so unlucky to encounter such a thing. At this moment, he just wanted to live.

Wu Cangye quickly took out the bandage from the medical insurance package and wrapped it around his calf randomly. Wu Cangye also took out the other two boning knives from the bag and inserted them all into his lower back.

Then he raised his head and looked into the dark room. Outside, Huang Mao's footsteps were getting closer and closer.

He stood up slowly, holding the knife, gritting his teeth and roaring in his heart with ruthlessness.

Come on! I’m not afraid of you!
Chapter completed!