I don’t know why I stupidly wanted to go. Originally, even if Zhao Shanyu failed, it wouldn’t be a big deal to me, but it was just that there was a beautiful woman missing during class.
As for talking about true love, that's pure nonsense. It's just what men like to say when their hormones are overflowing.
Perhaps the main reason why I went is because this incident happened because of me. Although I am not a good person, I still have a basic sense of responsibility. And even if I don’t go this time, that bastard killed Zhao
After Shan Yu, I might kidnap my father or my mother. No one can say for sure about these things.
If we can't deal with this guy once and for all, there's no telling what will happen in the future.
It's definitely not urgent to call Jingfeng now. That guy might have wandered off somewhere, let alone the Yellow Team. I believe that guy. If it was an ordinary kidnapper, he would need hostages. In this case, calling the police would help.
way.
But these cults don't need it. They have various ways to escape from the police.
I thought about it, took a taxi, and went to the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum. I dug out yellow paper, cinnabar, and a writing brush from the house, and then started drawing symbols.
After drawing for nearly an hour, I finally finished a drawing. I put this talisman in my pocket. This thing is for me to save my life. As for what kind of talisman it is, won't I know later?
I packed up my things a little and sat down at the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Hall to rest. Although I didn’t know if the thunder-splitting wooden sword would be useful against the cult guys, I thought about it and brought it with me.
Then I hung the Bagua mirror given to me by Jingfeng on my chest with a red string, and I suddenly felt a little more confident.
I sat in the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Hall and smoked and waited. Soon it was half past ten. I patted my butt, closed the door of the Buddhist Statue Hall, and hailed a taxi when I went out.
It is better to go early for this kind of thing. This is not like being late for work. If you are a minute or two late, Zhao Shanyu will lose two fingers.
When the taxi driver heard that I was going to the abandoned factory, he asked with a smile: "Little brother, why are you going to that place so late at night?"
If I told him that I was going to fight the kidnappers and rescue the people I loved, I would definitely be regarded as a lunatic, right?
"One of my buddies died there. He just called and said he missed me and asked me to come over and play." I was too lazy to chat with him and just talked nonsense.
Suddenly I saw sweat breaking out on the taxi driver's forehead. I asked strangely: "What's wrong, master? Is it hot?"
"No, it's not hot." The driver shook his head vigorously, and his hands were shaking as he drank from the cup.
The car was also driving like Schumacher. It pulled me over and even took my money. As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out.
"I'm going, what's the matter?" I watched the car disappear from my sight, and I was a little speechless. People these days can't afford to joke.
But if you think about it carefully, these taxi drivers who work the night shift probably encounter strange things often, and they are more or less superstitious. It scares me so much that I would rather believe it or not.
I looked around. There was only one road in the suburbs. There was a dirt road where I got off the car. Walking from the dirt road about 300 meters away, there was an exhaust gas factory. The lights were still on inside the factory.
I swallowed and touched the thunder-cleaving wooden sword in the backpack on my back, the talisman in the bag and the Bagua mirror on my chest.
Now I only have these three treasures.
I walked slowly towards the factory.
I remember coming to this factory when I was in junior high school. It was abandoned at that time. There were many machine tools in it when I first came here. Later, news reports said that all the machine tools had been moved away. It should be an empty room now.
I lowered my head and looked at the time. It was already eleven forty. I ran to a window in the factory and took a look inside. As expected, it was empty. There was nothing there. There was a stool in the middle of the factory, and Zhao Shanyu was tied up.
On the stool, his eyes and mouth were tied with cloth strips.
I looked at the rope that tied Zhao Shanyu and swallowed. Who the hell tied him up? He was tied like an SM man. He was so damn professional.
Fuck, what time is it, what are you thinking about?
I shook my head to stop myself from thinking. When I came here, I remembered that there was a back door. I touched the back door and pushed it gently.
The door is not locked.
I slipped in and looked inside. Except for Zhao Shanyu who was tied up in the middle, there seemed to be no one there.
I slowly walked to Zhao Shanyu's side. Perhaps Zhao Shanyu heard the footsteps and struggled hard.
I watched her tied figure struggle and swallowed, but I knew now was not the time to think about this, so I quickly said next to her: "I am Zhang Lingfeng, don't scream, I will untie you right away.
"
As I said that, I prepared to untie my hands.
Suddenly, Huang Jianqiang's voice came from behind me.
"You're finally here? Tell me where you hid Yang Bastard's woman and daughter!"
I looked back and saw that Huang Jianqiang was wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses.
I just don’t understand. Do bad guys have to wear sunglasses? Are they afraid of being blind at night? And are they not afraid of the heat when they wear such a windbreaker to show off on a hot day?
"If you don't tell me, I will kill you both today!" Huang Jianqiang looked at me with a fierce expression, his eyes widened, as if he was going to bite me at any time.
"They are in Longhu Mountain." I said without hesitation.
This guy knows how to show off, and he has the guts to go to Longhu Mountain to rob people, damn it.
This guy was also stunned and didn't say anything for a long time. He must have watched too many movies. Usually in movies, when the villain asks the protagonist something, the protagonist refuses to tell him anything.
There are probably very few people who say it directly like I did.
"Hey, you talk, I told you their whereabouts, is it time to let us go now?" I said to Huang Jianqiang.
Huang Jianqiang cursed: "What a bitch, are you kidding me?"
I don't speak.
Huang Jianqiang cursed: "Speak, you bastard."
"Brother, what do you want me to say? You don't believe me when I say it. Besides, with your wisdom, can I deceive you?" I said to Huang Jianqiang.
"Don't you f*ck do this, go to hell." Huang Jianqiang finished.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong. It felt like a hand was pulling my right foot.
Damn it, I didn’t use cow’s tears to open the way to the underworld, I can’t see ghosts!
I was also panicking, so I quickly took out the thunderbolt wooden sword from my backpack and slashed at the place where I felt the ghost was grabbing.
With this sword strike, this feeling disappeared immediately.
But at the same time, I felt as if my back, thighs, and hands were hanging on stones, and my whole body was so heavy that it was difficult to move.