Touch

Chapter 223 Trap

Among the many voices, Yang Xiu's infiltration was silent.

Wearing tight-fitting clothes with a light-absorbing coating, a large bag tightly fixed to the body on the back, and wide glasses outside the headgear, she is not like a dark elf, but more like a part of darkness.The movement of moving forward even seems to be quite leisurely.Hands and feet are light and relaxed.

It is no longer necessary to hide in the bright light, and it is not necessary to always put the face in the shadows. The revived personality or human nature is jumping and indulging in the dark.

belongs to her stage.

No one was on her route, and those people were attracted by various noises, or were simply cleared away by the people in front of and behind her.

This kind of calm ended when Yang Xiu walked into the remotest factory building, which is also the largest factory building area in this area. Several three- to five-story buildings are connected to each other through crudely made simple bridges. The so-called bridges are just a few. An arm-thick iron chain is connected to the terrace, and people can leave after laying iron sheets.

Here, she meets her first enemy.

A fat old man with a red face was hiding behind several bodyguards, each of them was holding a flashlight in their hands, shining brightly, as if he was looking for someone and exposing himself to the light.Before Yang Xiu's eyes, these sensitive light sources seemed to turn the world into daylight. The old man was sweating all over his head without knowing it, his face was flushed with indecentness, and his greedy eyes looking for her were like children trying to find her. Toy.

Yang Xiu looked at this person who had obviously taken doping, like seeing a mess of used and then discarded restaurant paper in the trash can.And his bodyguards are no stronger than trash cans.

The old man saw Yang Xiu.

Rather than seeing Yang Xiu, it would be better to say that he saw a blurry shadow, and the old man's eyes widened.

"you……"

Perhaps this person wanted to say something, but from the time Yang Xiu took out the gun by his side to the time all his bodyguards started to fall down, all the time he had free control was not enough to say this one word.

Then Yang Xiu's gun was pointed at his head, "Three seconds, I'll buy your life."

The voice is very small, but every word, every syllable is very clear, without any emotion.If it was said that the gloomy man's reaction after taking the medicine was like a new life, in Yang Xiu's case, he was a complete, absolutely rational, and reckless incarnation.

Pretty generous, isn't it.

Before the old man recovered, Yang Xiu grinned, "Forget it, I've changed my mind."

Then the old man, together with his bodyguards, lay down forever.

Yang Xiu put down the slightly hot weapon in her hand, took a deep breath, and raised her face under the mask high. In the darkness, that face that was familiar and unfamiliar to others carried a hint of enjoyment.

She stepped lightly over the silent body on the ground and continued walking.

The camera, which also has infrared vision, rotates as she walks, but Yang Xiu doesn't seem to notice it, and doesn't seem to care.

Last appearance.

It's a good time tonight.

Live up to the good times.

In the dark, someone asked someone else.

"She came in?"

"Come in."

"How long did Lao Zhao delay?"

"Totally useless."

"Waste...how much time will it take?"

"39 minutes."

"The others don't need to go, it's meaningless. Send Xu Tang there, you guys are ready."

"It's ready, it's already in."

"Not bad."

After talking with the assistant beside him, Xu Zang took out the walkie-talkie, dialed the fixed line, and said to the walkie-talkie: "Your task is very heavy."

Xu Zang is still smiling. The darkness also brings him comfort and safety. He doesn’t need extra light to use the walkie-talkie to dial the line. “My daughter’s children seem to be having a good time. Others don’t treat them well.”

Xia Yujing's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "I will try my best."

"I know you are the most capable," Xu Zang said with a little pride: "The secret room you arranged for Zhang Shutong is so well set up that I can't open the door even if I find someone to decipher it. It's awesome!"

"I couldn't do anything after thinking about it, so I had to work overtime. I prepared an air pump for my daughter's children, and I prepared one for your children. Now it has been installed. Your room is so small. The effect is that Maybe it will be better. Tell me, am I smart too?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"So you have to work harder." Xu Zang said softly: "If that child wants your life, you can give it to her slowly. You know, I need time, be good, and do me this favor."

Xia Yujing said calmly, "You don't need to say this, I know it."

After hanging up the phone, the assistant beside him gestured to Xu Zang and asked Xu Zang, "Do you want to stay with that woman..."

According to their consistent code of conduct, when Xu Zang said something similar, the object of weight was already on his way to the underworld.

Xu Zang glanced at the assistant with a smile, and suddenly swung the walkie-talkie in his hand and slammed it hard on his head and face.

"Idiot! How can I explain to Xiaojing when you killed someone! How do you know that Xiaojing can die smoothly! You wrote the story? Your family made the movie! If Xiaojing comes back alive, you will fight with a knife. Ask me for someone on my neck, you killed him, where do you tell me to find him again, do you want to die too! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The assistant's face was covered with blood, and he refused to hide. Xu Zang's anger came and went quickly. He threw away the walkie-talkie and blew distressedly on the strangle marks on his hands caused by exertion.

"Dead people are the most worthless, only those who are useless can die casually." Xu Zang said leisurely.

"Those who are useful, Axiu from my daughter's family, Shutong from Xiaojing's family, must live well, put every bit of use into use, and finally accompany their master on the road, to be considered complete."

"Under the Underworld, you won't be lonely."

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On the other end, two people who were strangers to each other quietly met on the corridor.

Xu Tang looked extremely embarrassed. He was tied to a chair, and his body was covered with bombs. There were no more, no less, twelve bombs. A timer was hung on his chest with dozens of threads on it. Every explosive.

The classic collocation is the same as when it appeared on Xu Zhen back then.

By the time Yang Xiu saw him, the timer was already ticking, no falsification, an aboveboard gift.

Xu Tang didn't seal his mouth, and he didn't see anyone, but the reminder in the earphone told him that the person he was waiting for had arrived.At this time, Xu Tang was not as rough or frank as usual. He was sweating profusely, and his hands and feet were numb with tension. After hearing the prompt in the earphone, he immediately groaned: "For my niece's sake, for my niece's For Xu Zhen's sake, for the sake of Xu's family, save me, save me!"

He didn't even dare to speak loudly, for fear that the vibration in his chest would affect the timer or the bomb in his chest, and the pleading in his voice was also without any falsehood.

The fear of death, the desire to live, the deep-rooted hatred for Xu Zang, and the infinite expectation for Yang Xiu.

Everything here is real, there are no illusions.

In the dark, Yang Xiu turned her head to look at his current situation, her eyes were searching.

"What is your role?"

Xu Tang cried and said, "I don't know. I woke up the day before yesterday and I was here, strapped to these bombs every day."

The day before yesterday... At that time, the gloomy man hadn't died yet, so like the gloomy man, he was prepared in advance?

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