It wasn't until Si Zhao walked out of the room that his clenched fists finally loosened. He passed by the icv members with an indifferent expression, left the stronghold and got into the newly purchased car. He looked around vigilantly to make sure no one was watching.
Later I drove to a place.
Sizhao's destination was a bookstore on Songyuan Road. He opened the door and walked in, slightly nodding to the shopkeeper sitting at the door. The store was very deserted. Apart from Sizhao, there were only two students there.
Holding a comic book and reading it.
Si Zhao casually pulled out a novel from the bookshelf, flipped through two pages absentmindedly, and his eyes quietly fell on the two students. The two children were wearing plain school uniforms and had clean and neat haircuts. They were shoulder to shoulder.
, put their heads together and whispered, pointing to the contents of the comic book and discussing happily.
About ten minutes later, the two children looked up at the wall clock in the store and quickly put the comics in their hands back on the bookshelf. They said goodbye to the store owner and hurried out of the bookstore.
"Run slowly, don't fall!" the middle-aged shop owner asked with concern, looking at the backs of the two children with a kind smile.
The shop owner is a man in his fifties, with a somewhat wealthy appearance, a round face, round eyes, and a round nose, and he is always smiling.
"Third uncle, how is that woman?" Sizhao walked up to him and asked in a low voice.
This shop owner is a veteran of the Hundred Lords League and one of the few survivors in the Hundred Lords League. People of similar age call him "He Laosan", and the younger generation affectionately call him Third Uncle.
He Laosan looked at the old wooden door in the room, curled his lips and said, "Today she screamed as soon as she woke up. I had no choice but to tie her up and gag her mouth."
Come on. Wen Mu, do you think ICV will doubt you?"
"What's there to be suspicious of? That explosion caused so many people to be bloody and bloody. There were no complete corpses. It's normal to find no trace of her. Besides, I've always been cautious, so they shouldn't be suspicious of me for the time being." Sizhao calmly said.
He said. He pushed open the wooden door, and the old stairs leading to the second floor appeared in front of him.
He walked up the slightly shaky steps, and a slight whimper gradually reached his ears.
Song Zhixia, who was tied up, lay on the dusty floor, struggling desperately. Her injured legs and arms were severely red and swollen, the wounds were ulcerated, and there was an unpleasant smell. She trembled when she heard the footsteps.
He raised his head, but his eyes were just staring straight ahead blankly, and those empty eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
Sizhao walked up to her, pulled out the ball of cloth stuffed in her mouth, then grabbed her dirty hair and said: "Be honest, stay here, and don't ask for trouble.
"
Song Zhixia curled up in fear and anger, her shoulders shaking back and forth. "Let me out! If my father knew you were doing this to me, he would never let you go!"
Sizhao pushed her hard and said with deep hatred: "How dare you mention that person to me! Do you know how much blood was on his hands? It was he who caused me to lose my loved one. It was him
Make me homeless! Do you know that?”
Song Zhixia wanted to get up, but was stepped on by Sizhao. Her knees hit the ground hard and she threw herself forward. Sizhao approached her reluctantly, squatted next to her and said fiercely
: "I want him to taste the feeling of losing a loved one!"
Song Zhixia lay on the ground and sobbed softly, wiping the tears on her face with her hands in embarrassment. Her finger was injured, and now it was open again, and blood seeped out bit by bit, mixed with the tears on her face.
Together, they left behind traces of blood stains.
Sizhao said to himself: "But your father is so hard-hearted that he doesn't seem to care about your life or death at all. Tell me, if you come back to him like this, will he be like the icv before you abandoned him?
Abandoning you like an abandoned son?" He stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Song Zhixia's empty eyes.
At this moment, Song Zhixia's eyes were completely dark and she could not see anything. In that explosion, not only did her limbs suffer serious injuries, she even lost her eyesight. She was in a completely unfamiliar environment and could not call for help. She could only
I endured pain and fear every day.
"Hey, hello, welcome!" He Laosan's energetic shout came from downstairs. He had never greeted visitors so enthusiastically in the past. This move was just a reminder to Si Zhao.
Sizhao lowered his voice and said in Song Zhixia's ear: "Just be patient and don't make any noise, okay?" Then he stuffed the wad of cloth back into her mouth.
Listening to his footsteps and the creaking sound coming from the old stairs, Song Zhixia lay on the ground in despair.
Si Zhao walked down the stairs and closed the door tightly. The two people standing in the bookstore now were Lu Xiao, whom he was familiar with, and the other was Su Wei. He looked at Su Wei, whom he had never met, warily, and spoke slowly and calmly.
He walked up to Lu Xiao and asked in a low voice: "Who is this person?"
Su Wei saw the defensiveness in his eyes and answered first: "I am Su Wei, captain of Team 13 of the Security Bureau. Nice to meet you." He extended his hand to Sizhao in a friendly manner, but the other party just stared indifferently.
He didn't mean to shake hands with him. Su Wei didn't feel embarrassed at all. He raised his right hand and landed on Sizhao's thin shoulder.
Su Wei continued: "I heard Lu Xiao mentioned you, since our goals are the same, why don't we join hands to fight against the enemy?"
Sizhao took half a step back and pushed his hand away calmly. "I never need an accomplice." He then looked at Lu Xiao with dissatisfaction in his eyes. "Who allowed you to reveal my details without authorization?
, even if you are gullible, don’t involve me in it.”
Seeing his conflicted look, Lu Xiao was speechless for a moment. After a moment, he said: "Wen Mu, how long and how long will it take for you to annihilate the ICV by yourself? If the Security Bureau cooperates with you, we might be able to
Avenge Wen Xi as soon as possible..."
"Why do you always like to make your own decisions?" Sizhao interrupted him unhappily.
"Hey, it's not wise to fight alone. Let's support each other and serve as arms, okay?" Su Wei didn't expect that he would be so disgusted with his arrival.
Sizhao sneered, stared at Su Wei and said, "Okay, then let me ask you, if you can kill Guimu by sacrificing an innocent person, what would you choose?"
Su Wei frowned and replied: "I... we will not ignore other people's lives just to punish rape and eliminate evil."
"This is the difference between us. Your security bureau may be dealing with ICV to seek justice, but I am seeking revenge. In order to achieve this goal, I will do whatever it takes to achieve this goal. The paths we have chosen are not consistent, and there is really no need for each other.
Interference." Sizhao said coldly and firmly, then stretched out his hand towards the door and made a "please" gesture.
