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Chapter 102: Breaking into the Tiger's Den to Save the Beauty Alone

Chapter 102: Entering the tiger's den to save the beauty alone

Zhihao couldn’t believe his ears!

Zhihao was stunned for a moment and hurriedly shouted, "Rouyu, it's me, I'm Zhihao..."

"I'm on xx Street, there's an alley on the right, there's a big iron gate,..." The phone call suddenly cut off!

Zhihao stuffed the phone into his pocket, turned on the accelerator and sped away. Enough, enough, this little information is enough.

Zhihao's surprise could not be described in words. After disappearing for a night, Rouyu finally got news. Although it was a little bit of incomplete information, for Zhihao, it was enough to prove Rouyu's existence.

.Like a lost treasure, although the soft jade is still in the opponent's hands, in Zhihao's eyes, these are no longer important and insignificant.

Zhihao looked forward, his eyes piercing, like a tall sail blowing up the trade wind, like a soldier gearing up and leaping into battle, full of fighting spirit and eagerness, running cross-country like a wild horse, galloping with lightning speed, toward the goal in Zhihao's heart

The ground flew away.

In less than ten minutes, Zhihao found the big iron door. The door was closed tightly, and the building was dark. Only one room on the third floor had lights on and thick curtains drawn.

Zhihao saw two white vans through the crack in the door, parked in front of the building. It was right here. There was nothing wrong with it. The white vans seemed to have been seen somewhere before.

Zhihao climbed over the wall and entered silently.

The door to the building was also locked, and Zhihao smiled slightly. Nothing could stop him now. Zhihao pressed one hand against the lock core of the aluminum alloy door, and with a strong force, the door opened in front of Zhihao. Zhihao

Regardless of whether the noise alerted the people upstairs, the figure flashed up to the third floor and ran straight towards the brightly lit room.

Zhihao came to the door, raised his foot and kicked it. The whole door made a loud crash and fell from the back. Zhihao jumped in, and Rouyu was in the corner.

Rouyu had her hands tied behind her back and a towel stuffed in her mouth. She was sitting on a chair with two people standing beside her. They had already raised their guns to the door. As Zhihao came in, the guns were pointed at Zhihao again.

Immediately, several more people ran in, and they all drew their guns and pointed them at Zhihao. Zhihao only recognized one of them, it was the man who he tied to the tree and confiscated the weapon.

This is the situation now, six or seven guns are pointed at Zhihao, and Zhihao is surrounded with his bare hands. The joy that bloomed on Rouyu's face just now turned into a cloud of sadness in the blink of an eye.

"You have the guts to find this place!" one person said coldly. Zhihao recognized that it was the person giving orders in the grove. This person was Yun Dongming.

"Why don't you dare? If you dare to kidnap my people, I will come to you!" Zhihao retorted coldly, with full confidence. At the same time, Zhihao had noticed that except for the person he knew, all the others were holding guns in their left hands.

His right hand was wrapped with thick gauze, and he secretly felt happy that this was his own masterpiece.

Zhihao secretly regretted, why didn't he act more cruelly at that time?

"Boy, tomorrow is your memorial day, and next year will be your anniversary!" Yun Dongming said fiercely, winking, and everyone was about to take action.

"Wait a minute! You'd better not shoot." Zhihao showed no fear and secretly held the dart in his hand. "There are police outside. As long as a shot is fired, none of you can escape."

Zhihao's words did have the desired effect. Before he finished speaking, the group of people all looked out the window. One person near the window reached out and opened the curtains.

At this moment, Zhihao took action. In less than a second, Zhihao caught it just right.

As fast as lightning.

Swift as the wind.

After a few screams, calm returned. Several guns were scattered on the ground, and darts were deeply embedded in everyone's arms. This time Zhihao's force was much stronger, with anger and hatred, deeply pierced.

Only the tail of the opponent's arm was exposed, and even the man holding the gun in his right hand was not immune.

Generally speaking, if one arm is injured, there is no doubt that the other hand should be used to cover the wound. However, the scene today is very funny. Only one person covered his bleeding right hand with his left hand, and the rest of the people covered the wound with their left arm.

Press it on your body or put it under your right arm to relieve pain.

It's really a funny picture. If Long Rouyu hadn't been detained and guarded for a long time, if she hadn't been frightened for such a long time, she would have been amused by the scene in front of her and even laughed out loud.

Zhihao said sternly, "I don't want to hurt your lives. Let's stop here and get out of the way. I'm leaving now. I hope you can take care of yourself!" He then went to untie the rope on Rouyu's body.

There is such a saying, but I don’t know whether it is appropriate to apply it here: He is not a true man until he reaches the Great Wall, and he will not give up until he hits the South Wall. Yun Dongming is such a person, so he is appreciated by the boss. Today, the things in his character,

Still functioning.

If you just watch this kid take someone away in front of you, how will you be able to hang out on the road in the future? Boss Qian warned Wan to keep an eye on the guy, but he rescued this kid alone. Who can believe it?

It’s okay if you don’t get it. If the things you get are taken away by others, you will always feel unwilling to do so. Well, there is only one fight. No matter whether there is any result or not, it will always be easier to explain to the boss. Yun Dongming gritted his teeth.

, knowing that he could no longer stop the boy in front of him from coming and going freely, he still shouted in a low voice, "Brothers, come on!"

For a moment, someone encouraged him, and a group of people started to move again, and their bleeding hands were released, wanting to have a final fight with Zhihao.

Zhang Zhihao originally wanted to let them go, but now there was no way out, so he had to take action and rushed forward with bloody fists and feet. In just a blink of an eye, calm returned to him. The ground was already covered with wounded soldiers, and there were no more injured soldiers.

The strength of resistance. Even if they were not injured at all, they were no match for Zhihao with their bare hands, let alone with injuries on their arms? They had to thank Zhihao, who at this time felt compassion again.

Alas, it has been so long, but Zhihao is still like this, leaving the author helpless and dumbfounded.

Zhihao has never hurt anyone else's life, and these people have no deep hatred against him. They are their own masters, so why not give them a way out? Zhihao is kind-hearted in nature, and Lonely Walk agrees with this point.

There is no longer any obstacle, what to do next, yes, don’t even think about it, untie Miss Rouyu. Zhihao untied the rope on Rouyu’s arm, Rouyu plunged into Zhihao’s arms, and as soon as he took out the towel, even

Crying and shouting, "Where have you gone..."

The tears were flowing, which made Zhihao feel distressed. He hugged Rouyu into his arms and gently patted Rouyu's tender back, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." You were shocked.

"

"Well, I was frightened..." Rouyu cried, coming out of Zhihao's arms with an extremely tender and aggrieved face. She beat Zhihao a few times, then plunged into Zhihao's arms and hugged him tightly.

Zhihao stood still and completely ignored the group of half-dead people lying on the ground.

"Okay, stop crying, it's okay, let's go." Zhihao patted Rou Yu's shoulder and advised softly.

"Yes." Rouyu nodded and let go of Zhihao. Zhihao pulled out a dart from the wrist of the man at the door, wiped it clean on him, and put it into his pocket.


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