Yang Hao threw the general's sword as a flying knife, but the man didn't pause at all. He rushed over and rushed out along the unlocked fence. At this time, the tall and thin man fell to the ground.
Yang Hao raised his toes and hooked the tall and thin man's body.
Yang Hao helped the tall and thin man up and sat on the guard's chair. Then he turned back and dragged out the bearded man whose neck he had broken, and placed him on another stool.
He pretended to be dozing off, then locked the iron gate, searched for a pistol and the saber on the tall and thin man's feet, and then quietly walked out of the corridor.
Yang Hao only remembered the way in, and knew that the place where he took off his hood was a huge living room. Yang Hao quietly moved towards the living room.
If Yang Hao wants to save Xi Feifei, he must first know the room where Xi Feifei lives. He cannot check every room. He believes that there must be a lot of protective power in this manor.
It is impossible for such a large manor not to have servants to take care of it, and dinner also needs to be prepared. If you find the servants, you may be able to smell where Xi Feifei lives.
Yang Hao followed the shadow of the wall, quickly passed through the passage, and arrived at the living room.
The living room was dark at this time. It seemed that no one was there anymore. Yang Hao thought about it and started to move toward the rooms outside. Generally speaking, the servants in the manor lived on the ground floor, and only the master and guests lived there.
upstairs.
Leaning against the window, Yang Hao looked out the window. After careful observation for a while, Yang Hao saw a patrol team, in groups of three, walking silently in the shadow of the manor. In the shadow in the distance, there seemed to be people.
Hidden people, this made Yang Hao secretly surprised. This place is probably not an ordinary place, it is very heavily guarded.
Who is this Elvis Wilson?
He himself is very powerful, and his men are also quite ferocious. He looks like he often kills people. Could he be from a big family?
Yang Hao was lucky. After touching for a while, he heard the sound of someone snoring. Yang Hao followed the snoring sound and found a row of rooms. Looking at the surrounding furnishings and the clothes hanging in the window, he knew that the servants in the manor lived there.
Yang Hao opened the door quietly, slipped in, and closed the door again.
There was a shirtless man sleeping on the wide bed in the room, snoring happily. Yang Hao touched it and pinched the man's flesh.
The severe pain in his body caused the man to wake up suddenly. Just as he was about to cry out, a hand covered his mouth, and at the same time, a gleaming saber appeared in front of him.
"If you want to live, don't make a sound."
The man's eyes widened in horror, he whined twice, and quickly became quiet again.
Yang Hao stood behind the man and asked softly in his ear: "Where does the Chinese woman who was brought back today live?"
Yang Hao put the dagger on his neck, and at the same time slowly released the hand covering his mouth: "Speak, or you will be killed."
"Please don't kill me, I'm just a servant..."
Yang Hao snorted: "Tell me what I want to know and I will let you go."
"302." After receiving Yang Hao's promise, the man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "That woman lives in 302..."
Yang Hao asked: "Is Elvis Wilson the owner of this manor?"
The man felt the coldness on his neck and did not dare to delay at all. He quickly replied: "Yes, Mr. Elvis is the owner of this manor."
"What does he do? Why are there so many people here with guns, and why are they so strong?"
The man replied in horror: "Mr. Elvis is a businessman, but I don't know what kind of business he does. I'm just a servant... Please, don't kill me, I'm just working here."
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When Yang Hao entered the door, he had already seen the waiter's uniform hanging on the shelf next to him, so he believed what he said and asked: "What happened after Elvis and that Chinese woman came back today?"
The man quickly replied: "The two of them drank tea together for a while, and then had dinner together. At the end of the dinner, Mr. Elvis answered the phone and asked the beautiful Chinese lady to rest, and then he came out.
Go to the door and come back around ten o'clock..."
Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, Xi Feifei was fine.
"How many people are there in this manor, and what is their fighting capacity? If you want to leave now, where should you go?"
When the man heard Yang Hao's question, he naturally guessed that Yang Hao wanted to save Xi Feifei and escape. He was panicked and helpless and replied: "Except for us servants, there are about forty people in this manor.
, they all obey Mr. Elvis’s orders, everyone has a firearm, and there are people guarding the manor, there is no way to escape..."
Yang Hao tightened the saber in his hand and snorted coldly: "Even if there are guards, there must be weak points. You live here, don't tell me you don't know?"
The man was stunned and quickly replied: "There are indeed guards. If we want to say they are weak, then the back of the manor is a canyon and forest, which is deserted. The guards on that side are relatively weak..."
"Where do Elvis and the woman with the ponytail next to him live?"
"Mr. Elvis lives in 305, and Miss Olivia lives in 304."
Yang Hao asked a few more questions, then remembered all these words in his heart, struck the man on the back of the neck with his palm, knocked the man unconscious, and then quietly walked out of the room again and closed the door.
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Returning to the living room, he slowly walked along the stairs towards the third floor. When he reached the third floor, he stopped.
In the corridor on the third floor, a man with a submachine gun on his waist was leaning on a bead in the corridor, smoking quietly and looking outside the manor. From this position, he could see the entire entrance of the manor in full view.
Yang Hao became more and more surprised. What kind of place was this place? It had such a tight defense. The level of defense here clearly exceeded the level of defense of an average American family.
Without killing this man, there was obviously no way to continue upward. Yang Hao lay down in the darkness and waited quietly.
After the man finished smoking the cigarette, he stood up from the pillar he was leaning on and began to patrol the corridor. When he passed by Yang Hao, Yang Hao suddenly rushed out and covered his neck with one hand.
, the saber in his right hand had quickly wiped his neck.
He firmly suppressed the struggling man, and soon, his movements stopped.
Yang Hao gently put him down in the shadow of the corridor and waited quietly for a minute. The slight movement just now did not alarm anyone. Yang Hao quietly touched the entrance to room 302 and looked at the closed door.
He gently took out a piece of iron wire and opened the door easily.
Yang Hao gently opened the door and the person moved in gently. When he walked into the room against the wall and saw the person sleeping on the bed, Yang Hao was suddenly startled.
On the bed, Xi Feifei was holding her legs, sitting on the bedside, looking at herself at the door with a horrified expression.
Xi Feifei didn’t sleep!
The sound of opening the door was very soft, but it also caught her attention.
Yang Hao glanced at the room. There was no one in the room. Yang Hao quickly walked out of the shadows, raised his finger at Xi Feifei, and shushed softly, signaling Xi Feifei to keep quiet.
When Xi Feifei saw Yang Hao walking out of the shadows at the door, the panic on her face suddenly turned into extreme excitement. She was afraid that she would make a sound and bit her lip, but tears were already flowing from her eyes without restraint.
come out.
Yang Hao walked quickly to the bed. Before he could say anything, Xi Feifei suddenly jumped up and threw herself into Yang Hao's arms. She hugged Yang Hao's waist tightly and squeezed her head against Yang Hao's.
In Yang Hao's arms, he wished he could squeeze his whole body into Yang Hao's body.
Yang Hao reached out and gently stroked Xi Feifei's hair, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out right away!"
Xi Feifei stretched out her hand, wiped her eyes fiercely, and straightened up from Yang Hao's arms.
The half day since she was separated from Yang Hao was probably the most frightening half of her life. Not only was she worried that Elvis would be bad for her, but she was also worried that something bad might happen to Yang Hao. Even after entering the room, she couldn't sleep at all.
She was scared in the dark with her legs crossed. When she heard the rustling sound coming from the door, she was filled with hope and fear.
She was worried that it was Elvis who came in. If Elvis came in at this time, it was obvious that he was not here to talk about music with her or look at the moon with her. He must be here to **** her...
When she saw clearly that it was Yang Hao, the grievances she felt all day suddenly flooded into her heart, causing her tears to flow out uncontrollably. However, when she heard Yang Hao's low and familiar comfort, she suddenly felt that as long as Yang Hao
By her side, no matter what happens, she will not be afraid.
Yang Hao glanced at the high heels beside Xi Feifei's bed and whispered: "Don't wear shoes, go barefoot, Olivia and Elvis live next to you."
Xi Feifei nodded lightly, got off the bed with bare feet, and followed Yang Hao out quietly.
Yang Hao opened the door gently and took a look. There was no one in the corridor. Yang Hao walked out of the room and waved gently to Xi Feifei. Xi Feifei quickly tiptoed and slipped out silently.
Yang Hao signaled Xi Feifei to go down. Yang Hao had already made a plan. He went to the garage, grabbed a car, and then rushed out. As long as he got on the road outside the manor, Yang Hao believed that with his driving skills, Elvi
Si and others will definitely not be able to catch up with him.
Yang Hao is still very confident in his driving skills.
After leaving the third floor, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He was very wary of Elvis and Olivia, and the two of them slipped into the parking garage on the first floor one after another.
There were at least a dozen cars of various types parked in the parking garage. Yang Hao picked one, smashed the window glass with his elbow, then opened the car, pulled out the wires, and prepared to ignite the car.
While Yang Hao was concentrating on dealing with the wires, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose.
Yang Hao looked back and saw a black man approaching with a gun in both hands. The muzzle of the gun in his hand was already pointed at Yang Hao. The moment Yang Hao turned around, the black man pulled the trigger. (To be continued)