A man emerged from the crack, walked carelessly to the ruins not far away, untied his belt, and started to pour water while humming a song.
The sound of "Crash..." sounded. The guy seemed to feel much happier after releasing the water. He muttered something in his mouth and walked away into the distance.
How could Wu Yi let go of this opportunity? He glanced at the crack again to make sure no one would come out of it, and then followed him quietly.
The guy obviously never dreamed that someone was following him, and he complained all the way.
Wu Yi listened carefully and realized that this guy was complaining that others bullied him and left all the errands to him.
"Damn it, I even have to find food and water for those hostages. Why should I do such a rough job? I really wish I could pee a few times to give them something to drink. Anyway, as long as they don't die from thirst!"
Hearing what this guy said was so outrageous, Wu Yi couldn't hold back anymore. He rushed behind him like a gust of wind, raised his hand and struck him down!
The guy fell down with a cry of "Ouch", and when he woke up again, a dagger was pressed against his chin.
The sharp blade has already cut through the skin. With just a slight exertion, it can pierce the soft flesh on the chin and penetrate into the mouth!
"Ah...ah!" The guy was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. He could only make a vague sound and looked at Wu Yi with eyes full of begging.
"Listen to me first. I need to know something. As long as you obey and answer my questions, you won't die." Wu Yi said calmly.
The guy blinked to show he understood.
Wu Yi then slowly pulled the dagger back a little, giving the guy room to speak, and then said: "If you scream, I will wipe off your neck with one knife!"
As he spoke, the blade of the knife was pushed forward and attached to the artery on the guy's neck. As long as he cut it lightly here, the ruptured artery would spurt blood several meters away due to the huge pressure of the heart!
The guy obviously understood that once the carotid artery was cut, he would inevitably die. He said in a trembling voice: "I won't scream. I will tell you whatever you want to know. Please don't kill me."
"Very good. Let me ask you, how are the hostages captured by Qingyun Society doing now?"
Wu Yi asked straight to the point.
"They are all locked up in the underground base. They are in good condition. They have food and drink." The guy said.
"Exactly where they are being held and how many people are guarding them. Also, how many people are there in your underground base? Tell me clearly one by one. If you can't explain one clearly, I will chop off one of your fingers.
Head!" Wu Yidao.
"I said it! I said it!" The guy was so frightened that he poured out everything he knew, like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
Only then did Wu Yi know that this base was opened by the Qingyun Society a few years ago. After the Songjiang disaster, the people of the Qingyun Society had been hiding here.
Initially, a total of more than 300 people from the Qingyun Society entered Songjiang, but after losses during this period, there are currently less than 100 people left.
However, the vast majority of these one hundred people are the backbone of the Qingyun Society. According to this person's confession, at least half of them were the backbone of the major ancient Yin tribes.
As for the leader of these people, he is a white-haired man with a very mysterious identity. It is said that he is the founder of Qingyun Society. However, most people do not know his specific origin. On weekdays, all kinds of things in the base are handled by Zhang.
Peony came forward to give orders, and the white-haired man was just controlling behind the scenes.
"White-haired man..." Wu Yi then realized that the leader of the Qingyun Society was actually a guy with white hair.
There are actually more than a hundred people left in the Qingyun Society, which is a bit beyond Wu Yi's expectation. If there are really more than a hundred people guarding the hostages, even if Wu Yi has three heads and six arms, he may not be able to escape from the base.
Get people out of here!
"How many people are there in the base now?" Wu Yihe asked.
"There are...more than twenty people." The guy actually gave an answer that made Wu Yi feel happy.
"Where have everyone else gone?" Wu Yida said.
The guy timidly said: "Go... to plant a big bomb. The boss and Zhang Mudan are both there."
"Big bomb...what big explosion..." Wu Yigang wanted to ask clearly, but suddenly remembered the information Kong Jie revealed before. Qingyunhui asked the government to cede Longjiang Province. Otherwise, this black land will be razed to the ground!
Is that big bomb the Qingyun Society's support? Wu Yi's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he asked: "Where is the big bomb? Tell me clearly!"
"I'm just a low-level person. I usually do some menial work. I don't know exactly where the big bomb is!" the guy cried, "but other people in the base must know!"
"Very good...Thank you for the information." Wu Yi raised his hand and knocked the guy unconscious to the ground.
All the questions that need to be asked have been asked, and Wu Yi has almost a clear understanding of the situation below the base. Since there are only about twenty people staying in the base, Wu Yi feels more relieved.
One hundred people can't be dealt with, but twenty or so will be much easier. Not to mention that Bai Fa and Zhang Mudan, the two most important enemies, are no longer around, so this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
After burying the unconscious guy with gravel and making sure that he wouldn't wake up for a while, Wu Yi quietly returned to the crack.
This underground base was originally very secretive, but the appearance of cracks caused some changes in the situation inside. Originally, the base had three major gates, which were very tightly defended. Not to mention the Ghost King and the Walking Dead, even rocket launchers might not be able to open them.
However, yesterday's big earthquake directly opened the roof of the underground base, exposing several huge cracks. People inside can climb directly from the underground to the surface as long as they get a ladder.
It stands to reason that this kind of crack should be repaired as soon as possible, but tomorrow is the deadline, either to dominate one party, or to simply die together. This mentality of the impending doom makes everyone in the Qingyun Society too lazy to repair, and simply let it go.
Forget it.
This laziness benefited Wu Yi. He quietly touched the edge of the crack, hiding his breath, and cautiously looked inside.
I saw a ladder standing under this crack, which was obviously used by the guy just now. There was no one next to the ladder, and the people should be in other rooms of the base.
Just when he was right, Wu Yi quietly landed on the ladder and entered the base in a few clicks.
Sure enough, there was no one in the room, but a conversation could be heard outside through the ajar door.
Wu Yi was not reckless. He closed his eyes, his magic power surged, and thoughts began to dance in the base, and a lot of information was quickly transmitted back.
Exploring according to Wu Yi's ideas, he quickly found out the situation in the base.
The guy really didn't lie. There are currently forty-seven people in the base, and twenty-two of them are gathered in one room. It seems that they are the hostages Liu Jian and Zhao Yi.
There are four people guarding the outside of that room, and there are twenty-one people scattered in various places in the base. If Wu Yi wants to rescue people, he must first defeat the Qingyunhui guys one by one!
However, judging from the feedback from the thoughts, these people are not easy to deal with. As long as any one of them is prepared, the hostages may be in danger of being silenced.
Wu Yi didn't dare to neglect. He stayed in the room and repeatedly determined the locations of these people. After pondering for a long time, he came up with a solution.
Luo Haichuan was sitting in the control room of the underground base, holding a cup of hot tea and drinking it tastelessly.
He is one of the elders of the Qing Yun Society. When the Qing Yun Society was founded, he was among the ten people who participated in its creation. Now many years have passed, and the Qing Yun Society has grown from nothing to being able to influence the overall situation of the country, and has reached the point where it is today.
He was a witness all the way.
It's just that he has never thought that Qingyunhui would end up in such a dead end with a cliff in front and a tiger and leopard behind it. Thinking that tomorrow is the deadline for a showdown with the government, Luo Haichuan couldn't help but show a trace of hesitation on his face.
He is one of the few sane people among the Qing Yun Society, and he clearly realizes that the government will not agree to cede land to the Qing Yun Society? That is simply a joke. Even a government that has done nothing can not do such a stupid thing.
things to come.
In this case, there is only one ending, Qingyun will fight to the death, and everyone will finish the game together.
Luo Haichuan was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die in an unclear way. He was drinking tea, thinking about the doubts of the past few years, and his brows couldn't help but knitted together.
"The boss has changed so much in the past few years. His ambitions are getting bigger and bigger, and he doesn't listen to anyone. Is there really something wrong with his spirit? Otherwise, how could he do such ridiculous things?" Luo Haichuan said to himself
Talk to yourself.
"But there is no way out. The government will not forgive us. I am afraid this road will only go to the dark side..." With a sigh, Luo Haichuan shook his head.
At this moment, Luo Haichuan suddenly heard a rustling sound. He looked back with some doubts and was stunned.
But under the crack of the door, countless insects like small black rice grains were pouring in. They penetrated like a tide and covered the ground in an instant.
"What the hell!" Luo Haichuan was startled. He jumped up suddenly, opened his hands like a tiger, and was about to slap these bugs to death.
But at this moment, there was a sudden "puff-puff" sound from the insect swarm, and then a puff of light yellow smoke sprayed out from the insect swarm, filling the entire room.
Luo Haichuan didn't have time to hold his breath. The light yellow smoke poured into his nostrils, and he was immediately confused. The move he had prepared wavered for a while, and he actually fell from the air and fell on the insect swarm.
Just as Luo Haichuan collapsed, the same situation happened in other rooms. Under the light yellow smoke, whoever inhaled a trace would immediately fall into coma.
Wu Yi's mind sensed all this, and he took a long breath and said to himself: "It is indeed a bug's fart. Even if I inhale some, I will still be dizzy. Use it to confuse these people."
It couldn’t be easier!” (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
