After the last ray of sunset disappeared, night enveloped the earth, and the neon lights in the city lit up one after another. When you were in the city, it seemed as if the darkness was no longer there.
But outside the city, there are vast expanses of night. It’s cloudy tonight, with thick clouds blocking the moon and stars. Those sections of highways without street lights are out of sight except for the range of car lights.
Five fingers of darkness.
An Iveco was speeding on the highway, carrying Zhao Yueru, towards the death place prepared by Garcia and others.
The medicine on Zhao Yueru's body had worn off. She was tied up and her mouth was covered with tape. She couldn't move or speak. She could only watch the people next to her move their hands up and down her body.
Two ropes were crossed in front of her chest. This binding method made her plump breasts more prominent. The hands of the guy next to her kept lingering here.
Zhao Yueru was unable to struggle. She had already realized the fate she was about to face. Her fear of death and nostalgia for life made her shed tears.
…
The car slowly entered the rest area and drove to the end of the parking lot.
Garcia coughed lightly, and the guy who was stroking Zhao Yueru immediately stopped and sat down beside him.
"Miss Zhao, I'm so sorry..." Garcia said as he pulled off the tape on Zhao Yueru's mouth, "I couldn't help it. If you want to blame, blame Lingling. If it weren't for Lingling's message, Wallen
I won’t be cruel.”
"Please, let me go...I will definitely keep it a secret...please!" Zhao Yueru begged.
"Miss Zhao..." Garcia said minding her own business, "Valen still has some affection for you. He has told you that he cannot let you suffer. Don't worry, it is very easy to do this. You don't have to worry.
Don't be afraid, just think of it as sleeping."
"Please... don't... I will keep it a secret. I can leave China... don't kill me... don't..."
Zhao Yueru watched desperately as Garcia took out a small bottle, then found a towel, blocked the mouth of the bottle, and turned the bottle upside down for a while. Then she folded the towel in her hand and quickly screwed the cap on the bottle.
Then, Garcia raised his head, smiled slightly, reached out to hold Zhao Yueru's head, and opened his other hand to cover her mouth and nose with a towel.
The pungent smell made Zhao Yueru shed tears. She twisted her body desperately, but she stopped moving after a few seconds. The ether steam had completely anesthetized her.
Garcia's men brought a rope and asked: "Is it here? Leave it to me."
Garcia smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't want to drag a dead man so far. Bring the gasoline and let's go..."
Then, another subordinate opened a large suitcase that had been placed in the last row. Garcia loaded Zhao Yueru into it and then got out of the car with the suitcase.
The location where they parked their car was very remote, with a forest next to it. After the three of them got into the woods, they left the service area along a path.
After walking in silence for an hour, the three of them stopped next to an abandoned brick factory.
Garcia turned on the flashlight, shook it, and said with a smile: "The brick kiln inside can be used as a crematorium."
"Boss, how do you know this place? You are not Chinese, how come you are so familiar with this place?" asked a subordinate.
"Keep it secret..." Garcia smiled enigmatically. The purpose of his and Valen's arrival was to kill people, so they naturally conducted an investigation into places around Haizhou where corpses could be destroyed.
Deep in the brick factory, there is a row of brick kilns that have been abandoned for many years. Some brick kilns still contain semi-finished bricks. Garcia picked a relatively empty brick kiln and said with a smile: "It's for big stars, so it can't be too crowded."
"
He opened the suitcase and dragged Zhao Yueru out.
One of the subordinates reluctantly touched Zhao Yueru's face and said, "Does such a beautiful girl really have to be burned to ashes?"
Garcia sneered, "Do you want to accompany her? I can make it happen for you."
"No, no, no!" His subordinate quickly shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm just sighing."
Garcia threw him a rope and said, "I'll leave it to you."
The men hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up the rope and put it around Zhao Yueru's neck.
He pressed against Zhao Yueru's back and began to exert force with both hands. The rope tightened and gradually sank into the flesh of Zhao Yueru's pink neck.
…
Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the sky sounded.
The guy who was tying Zhao Yueru's neck suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. When he reached out to touch it, he felt something sticky spraying on his palm.
A hidden weapon the size of a coin was embedded in his neck, severing his arteries and cutting open his trachea. Not only did the blood spurt out, but a large part of it also poured into his lungs, and a sweet smell rose from his throat.
Mouth, he suddenly realized that he could no longer breathe.
He no longer cared about killing Zhao Yueru anymore. He just covered his neck in fear, rolled and twitched on the ground, and soon became motionless.
The experience of another of Garcia's men was similar, and he even died faster.
All of this was of course the work of Xia Yu. He drove and followed Iveco to the rest area, then asked Tang Yiyi to wait in the car while he followed Garcia and the others to the brick factory.
As soon as he approached the brick kiln, he saw that they were going to kill Zhao Yueru, so he immediately threw three coin darts.
Seeing that there was no movement inside, Xia Yu came to Zhao Yueru. He knew at a glance that Zhao Yueru was anesthetized. Her heartbeat and breathing were normal, but he didn't know when she would wake up.
Xia Yu dragged Zhao Yueru and planned to put her back into the box so that she could be taken back to the car.
At this moment, five or six meters behind Xia Yu, Garcia, who was motionless, slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Xia Yu's back, carefully reached out with his right hand to his lower back, and took out a handful.
Glock.
45 caliber pistol, he moved very lightly, fearing to make even the slightest sound.
Just now, Xia Yu's three coin darts only killed two people. Garcia moved a few centimeters at the critical moment and missed the vital point. Although there was blood on his neck, they were all skin injuries and were not fatal.
However, the power of the hidden weapon made him feel terrified, because he did not realize that anyone else was nearby, and even if he was attacked, he still could not confirm the enemy's position. Therefore, he had to pretend to be dead in order to catch the attacker.
Lead out.
The sneak attacker was now facing away from him and was concentrating on dragging Zhao Yueru. He was only five or six meters away from the attacker. From this distance, Garcia was 120 confident that he could shoot the attacker in the head with one shot.
The gun had already reached his ribs. He slowly turned his forearm and slowly turned the muzzle in the direction of the attacker...