When I saw the same foam box as before, my face turned pale.
I picked up a stone and cut the yellow tape.
Take a deep breath and slowly remove the foam cap.
There were two layers of raincloth in the foam box. I opened the raincloth and saw clearly what was wrapped inside.
It's a severed hand...
A bloody severed hand!
I fell to the ground, took a few steps back, and bit my arm hard to keep from screaming.
The clothes covering the ends of the severed hands are familiar to me.
It's from Bean Sprouts...
I frantically called Wu Le, but he seemed to be deliberately avoiding me and didn't answer any of them.
I texted again with red eyes: "Why! I still have one day left! You promised me! Why do you do this!"
This text message was like a stone's throw, and I didn't get any reply.
I couldn't hold it any longer, so I frantically sent text messages one after another, and started cursing him crazily, including his entire family, which spanned eighteen generations of his ancestors.
I blame myself, regret, feel sad, angry...
After nearly an hour, Wu Le came back and said something.
"I tried my best, but this was not my intention. Just hurry up and come to the club after 12 o'clock tonight. If we don't get what we want, you should be able to guess the consequences."
.....
I returned to the air-raid shelter in a daze and did not dare to tell Xiaoxuan about the foam box. Xiaoxuan asked me where I had been for so long. I said it was fine, I just went out to get some fresh air.
In the current situation, in order to save Dou Sprout Zai's life, I have no choice but to hand over the things to the Changchun Society!
I punched the wall so hard that my fist bled, which shocked Xiaoxuan.
How can I give it if I don’t have anything?
If you have one, I’ll give it to you! Could I just create one out of thin air?
etc!.....
Build a......
Suddenly, I thought of a solution that was not a solution.
How about I make my own blue potion?
Except for me, no one else has seen what that thing looks like. The most they know is that it is a blue liquid!
Going to the Illuminati Hall at 12 o'clock tonight is the deadline. This may be the only possible way to save Bean Sprouts! Although it sounds nonsense, I am like a drowning person who grabbed a life jacket in desperation.
"How to make...how to make..."
I kept walking in circles in the cave, my mind racing.
"Why?"
I called Lao Wen and asked him if there was a pharmacy nearby.
Lao Wen told me that the nearest drug store is about six kilometers away from Spider Alley. It seems that it is only open until about 8 o'clock in the evening, and no one is there after 8 o'clock.
The Changchun Society is not a fool. Although I didn’t see anyone, I knew that their people should be keeping an eye on me.
At this time, Tie Ding was looking at us with a telescope.
I thought over and over again and decided to take a risky move.
The environment here in Spider Alley is complex. Similarly, various alleys and trails extend in all directions. Even if the Changchun Club is powerful, its manpower is limited. As long as I can avoid those eyes perfectly, then I have taken the first step of the plan.
How to avoid it?
You also need to rely on old writing.
He grew up nearby, and no one knows Spider Alley better than Lao Wen.
I whispered the plan to Lao Wen.
Lao Wen lit up his cigarette and took a puff. He smiled and gestured to me, "Sou Yi Thief."
.......
At 7:30 p.m., it was dark.
Thick smoke was rising outside the air-raid shelter. Brother Zhiyuan lit a fire outside the cave entrance to prepare roast duck. Brother Yu concentrated on making a new stick. Xiaoxuan helped sister-in-law Xiaoxia pour hot water and pack the duck. Everything seemed normal.
In the underground air-raid shelter, Lao Wen and I walked quickly against the wall with headlamps on.
The underground bunkers built in the military era all have more than one exit. However, after so many years, some exits cannot be found, and some collapse and are blocked. This is normal.
