Chapter 30: The Night Belongs to Assassins and Killers
The sirens and countdowns sounded, and all the hair on Xu Zishan's body stood up. What kind of danger did the little brother encounter?
There is no flood or fire in the entire compound. How can I still be attacked while doing my homework at home?
Countless questions flashed through my mind in an instant.
"scanning!"
She did not dare to take it lightly and immediately ran to the yard, releasing her mental power as she ran.
The last time I flattered Mrs. Han, she was rewarded with a scanning and positioning function within 10 meters. It could not cover the entire yard, so she could only scan while walking home.
First, I scanned my home and found that both Shen Yaqin and Xu Yingjie were there, but Xu Mingshe was not there!
She immediately located Xu Mingxuan in the entire yard. What happened? The red dot showed up at Hao Jianjun’s house?
She stopped, put all her mental energy into it, and saw a scene that made her blood flow backwards.
She had always thought that the guy named Hao was not a good guy, but she didn't expect him to be even more despicable than she imagined.
Hao Jianjun, you are dead!
"Location! Navigation!"
He turned around and quietly went to Hao Jianjun's home.
The door was unlocked, so she went directly into the kitchen, living room, bedroom, toilet...etc., his house was quite big.
According to the positioning navigation, she followed the red dot to find the location of the basement, found the cover, and opened it.
The narrow and dark staircase was exposed, and she heard the first words: "If you dare to kill me, I will post all the photos!"
It's Hao Jianjun.
"You want to be like Fang Ruming? Xiao Yu, why are you not good? I can only ask you to be my companion."
Fang Ruming, the child who drowned in the reservoir.
She quickly went down, turned a corner, and saw Xu Mingxuan under the bright emergency lights, his hands being cut behind his back by Hao Jianjun, and he was pressed against the bed. His face was deformed by the pressure.
"Tribulus vine, attack!"
"Golden Vine, attack!"
"Bloodthirsty Vine, attack!"
With blood-red eyes, she issued three urgent orders, and three black shadows suddenly sprang out of the space.
Hao Jianjun never expected that Xu Zishan could come in. His basement was very hidden and soundproof. In the past few years, no one in the courtyard had discovered it.
Seeing Xu Zishan come in, he was shocked: "How did you get in?"
Before he finished speaking, he felt his whole body being wrapped up, and something suddenly entered his mouth. The bitter and astringent white juice went down his throat and into his stomach. His body was rolled up into the air, and a lush vine entangled him. Airtight.
He wanted to shout, but his mouth was blocked by the golden vine, and he could only let out a terrified whine.
Xu Mingxu was let go of his hands. He jumped up reflexively and wanted to tear Hao Jianjun apart. His eyes were red.
Xu Zishan held his hand without saying a word, and pulled him hard to leave the basement. Xu Mingxuan stumbled along the way, but Xu Zishan held his hand firmly and did not let go for a moment.
She thought about asking Xu Mingxuan to kill Hao Jianjun with his own hands, but she couldn't, couldn't let him get blood on his hands at such a young age.
Climbing up the stairs, he directly operated with his mental power, covered the floor, moved the wooden cabinets, and secured the basement. From then on, the man named Hao had no connection with the outside world.
Before leaving Hao Jianjun's room, Xu Zishan gently smoothed Xu Mingshe's hair and held his hand tightly.
The 10-year-old boy's hand was about the same size as Xu Zishan's. It was very cold and wet, as if he had lost his body temperature and his whole body was extremely cold.
Xu Zishan smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, raise your head and follow your sister steadily."
After exhaling, a communicative smile instantly appeared on his face, and he walked out of Hao Jianjun's room with Xu Mingxuan.
"Uncle Hao, thank you, we are going back."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Hao."
In the hot summer, the house was hot and stuffy. Everyone was sitting in the yard, fanning cattail fans to enjoy the coolness. They all heard the words of Xu Zishan, brother and sister, and Hao Jianjun saying goodbye.
Back in the room, Xu Yingjie also said: "Xiao Sheng, have you got the photos back?"
Xu Zishan didn't know what was going on at this moment, and suddenly became angry with Xu Yingjie and Shen Yaqin. If they couldn't take care of them, why would they have so many children?
You can give so much love to Xu Ziyi (Xu Xiaoli), why can't you give more attention to your little brother?
It has been three years, Hao Jianjun pretended again and again, but there are always some clues. It is impossible for Xu Mingxu not to say something. Why is he so stupid and insensitive?
Sure enough, poor people must be hateful!
Suppressing the coldness in his heart, Xu Zishan said calmly: "It hasn't been sorted out yet. He said he would give it to us when it is done."
Accompanying Xu Mingxuan to his room, Xu Zishan wiped his face with a towel. He remained silent, his hands were still cold, and his blood-red eyes had turned into jet black, extremely black, like a bottomless abyss.
Xu Zishan's heart felt like a knife was stabbing him, his eyes were red, he held Xu Mingxuan in his arms, patted his back, and tears fell into his hair.
Silently said: "Don't be afraid, sister is here."
She held Xu Mingxuan in her arms for a long time, but Xu Mingxuan didn't say anything and remained stiff all the time. Later, when Xu Mingxuan turned off the lights and came back from studying, Xu Zishan pushed Xu Mingxuan to the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with a sheet.
Out.
She stood at the door of her house, leaning against the door frame, watching the people in the courtyard yawning and getting ready to go to bed with a cool face.
The originally bright moonlight was gradually buried by the clouds, and the whole world fell into darkness.
Night covers all sins.
It is a natural cover for killing people. It belongs to assassins and killers.
"Stealing Clothes Grass!"
Clothesweed immediately appeared.
"Go to Hao Jianjun's house and bring me your camera, photos, diary, and whatever scraps of paper you have."
The clothes-stealing grass left the space instantly and followed the order.
She thought of the child everyone talked about who fell into the reservoir, Fang Ruming. He was one year older than Xiao Chuan and had a very cute and sunny face. He had been dead for more than a year.
Just now Hao Jianjun said, "Do you want to be like Fang Ruming? Xiao Yu, why are you not good? I can only ask you to be my companion." She knew, Fang Ruming, that child was killed by Hao Jianjun.
It's a pity that she couldn't scream and bring Hao Jianjun to justice, because she didn't want outsiders to know what happened to her brother, and she didn't want the poor child who was sleeping in Jiuquan to be talked about by the world.
People's words are scary.
Since justice is powerless, let the devil save all sentient beings!
Xu Zishan released his mental power, and she wanted to watch and watch Hao Jianjun being taken care of by her three vines.
The golden devil's ivy had covered his mouth and body with poisonous juice. It itched him so much that he howled like a wolf. His teeth had bitten off his own tongue, and he had torn it off somewhere.
Devil's ivy is very naughty and must be applied to key areas.
Tribulus vine and bloodthirsty vine did not move, they only shook their huge grimaces in front of Hao Jianjun's eyes.
No one knows whether Hao Jianjun regrets it or whether he regards Xu Zishan as a devil. He will definitely not survive.
Let him itch for five hours first, and then let Tribulus Terrestris and Bloodthirsty Vine do the rest!
The Clothes Clothes quickly packed a big bag and came back.
It's late at night, and the whole world is in a state of silence.
Xu Mingxu didn't sleep, his two black eyes stared blankly at the air.
Xu Zishan whispered to him: "Sleep well, tomorrow will be sunny."