It wasn't until he walked to the garage above and looked at the basement where the cold flame rod was still functioning that the captain thought clearly about all the causes and consequences. At this time, the light blue fluorescent underground was no longer a passage in the captain's eyes, but a peaceful and harmonious place.
Hell is a dangerous place without distinction, and the two team members lying down in the basement are the best illustration of this understanding./
"Go backwards, don't be in a hurry, go back to the living room first, and wait there for help."
The captain ordered like this, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The sound behind him also became silent for an instant. The two team members did not respond to his order. Thinking of this, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the two team members.
They were no longer in the parking lot. It was as if something suddenly swallowed up the two team members without any sound. Only the captain was left standing there in the entire garage.
"This shit!"
The captain roared low, turned around, raised the rifle in his hand, carefully watched the changes around him, and began to walk towards the door leading to the living room.
The garage was unusually quiet, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. However, in the captain's opinion, the garage was like the belly of a monster. In this environment, there was an "ominous" smell exuding.
A rustling voice appeared again, but this voice was being transmitted to his ears through the captain's communicator, not the voice in the garage. That meant that maybe it was the basement, or maybe it was the two people who disappeared on the other side.
Each team member, their bodies were being turned over at this time, and then the captain could clearly hear the sound of the gun safety being turned on.
"The mainland welcomes you, share your breath under the sun..."
A vague male voice then appeared on the other side of the communicator. This indescribably weird singing voice was enough to make the captain's hair stand on end. He knew that he had been targeted by the other party, not that he was eyeing the other party. Then
The two guys must have been spying on everything about him. Knowing that the captain could no longer pose a threat, they were so confident.
"Hello."
The male voice suddenly became serious and said to the captain over the communicator: "Welcome to Fucheng."
"You bastard, fuck, bastard."
The captain replied in a low voice. The fear and tension made him couldn't help but start to take deep breaths rapidly. However, this method did not weaken his fear. On the contrary, making such a sound in an empty garage made him feel...
More lonely and panicked.
"Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying. You seem to be speaking in English. However, my English has never been very good, so I really don't know what you want to say. Let me guess, what you want to say,
I have had a great time in the Mainland and am very happy. Do you want to stay in the Mainland for the rest of your life and never go back? Oh, oh, that won’t work. You know, the Mainland’s household registration system is very strict. Unless you are like this
You are very rich, otherwise you would not be able to stay in the mainland forever without being deported."
"Fuck, fuck you."
"Ah, I can understand these two sentences. Are you scolding me? Well, when it comes to foreigners cursing people, it is actually too crude. I heard that shit, fuck, there seems to be nothing new.
Such simple language is really not lethal to people like us. All those who are in gangs, there is not a day that goes by without listening to those dirty words. Compared to them, you are already a very pure person. Although I know, praise