After leaving the villa community, Wen Yan and Zong Yan, who were simply disguised, hired a taxi and took the bus directly out of the city.
It is too unsafe in the city at this time. The only way is to hide outside the city first and wait for an opportunity to move.
After leaving the Third Ring Road of Changhe City, the two got off the bus on the side of the road. Zong Yan whispered: "Is there any place to go?"
Wen Yan shook his head and said, "It's gone."
In the entire Changhe City, except for the Yu Ke family, the only person he knows is Du Mo, but the police are now wanting him to Wen Yan, so he can't go to the director and secretary of the police department.
What's more, if the matter is really big, the police will definitely find out that Du Mo once took Wen Yan to find Yu Ke, and his place is not conducive to hiding.
Zong Yan said proudly: "Then come with me!"
Wen Yan said in surprise: "It turns out that you pointed out that you took this road and left the city on purpose."
Zong Yan sneered: "After all, I have been in the long river for so many years. The cunning rabbit still has three caves. I can't even find a place to hide. So Isn't this shame?"
Wen Yan laughed and said, "Do you still have the face? Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go!"
The two walked all the way along the city road for half an hour. When they arrived at the intersection of the city road and the national road, Zong Yan turned around and walked along a path next to him.
The further you go, the more weeds and trees you are around, and the road becomes more and more difficult to walk.
"Although this place is on the edge of the city, it is outside the government-planned area, so no one comes here at all." Zong Yan explained, "When I was wanted by the police, I was forced to a desperate situation.
This escaped the limelight. Don't worry, I was still an unknown man at that time and didn't know Liu Yuan and Lu Pei, so they shouldn't know the existence of that place."
Wen Yan's eyes kept sweeping around and said thoughtfully: "But someone seems to have walked by this place recently."
Zong Yan said in surprise: "How did you see it?"
Wen Yan grabbed him, stopped, and pointed to the grass a few steps ahead: "Did you see it? That was broken."
Zong Yan walked over suspiciously, squatted down and looked around, and could only see that there were indeed many broken blades of grass on the grass, and he said in confusion: "How do you see that it was broken by someone?"
Wen Yan didn't say anything, reached out and gently cleaned the grass, cleaned the debris, and said, "Look carefully at the shape of the broken roots."
Zong Yan looked carefully and said movedly: "It is indeed the shape of human feet. Your eyes are really amazing!"
Smile and smile.
Since he learned the resting skills, every stage he passed, he could feel his five senses becoming stronger, from vision to smell, hearing, tongue, and even touch, all far exceeding the level of ordinary people. Like him, "appearing the breasts."
"The ability of "is just a reflection of vision, but it is enough to shock countless people.
"Then I need to go and have a look." Zong Yan stood up and said, "Who is going to come to my hiding place."
......
Walking through the path that is overgrown with weeds and almost impossible to walk, there are dozens of acres of ruins of houses displayed in front of you.
Zong Yan and Wen Yan hid behind a bunch of woods and whispered: "The set in the middle is pretty good."
Wen Yan had a glance at the entire ruins. It was roughly estimated that there were at least forty or fifty broken bungalows. The house Zong Yan referred to was relatively intact, but it also looked like a broken wall. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "This
What was it?”
"I don't know." Zong Yan's eyes swept through the ruins, "Have you found someone?"
"No." Wen Yan shook his head, "Maybe the person is not there, or he is hiding in the house."
"Then I have to go over and take a look." Zong Yan made a quick decision and walked out from behind the bushes.
Wen Yan and him walked out side by side and walked vigilantly towards the target house.
Seeing that it was less than twenty meters away from the house, Wen Yan suddenly realized something was wrong and pulled Zong Yan suddenly: "Hide!"
Zong Yan reacted quite quickly, and he rushed to the side with his movements!
"stop!"
A loud shout rang out.
As soon as Zong Yan took two steps, he saw a pile of stones in front of the left suddenly popped up. A pistol in his hand was aimed at him and stopped immediately.
Wen Yan, who was standing beside him, stopped moving.
On the rear right, another man pointed a gun at him.
The man in front had a flat head and a square face, with bright eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Bind it up!"
Zong Yan blurted out: "Who are you?"
In a broken house on the right, a man walked out with a rope as thick as his index finger and ran to them quickly. Without saying a word, he pressed Zong Yan to the ground and tied him up from hand to foot with the rope.
Zong Yan was shocked to realize that the other party was very skillful in his technique and felt a sense of thought.
Not like the average person on the road.
Wen Yan was very surprised. He didn't expect that he had already entered the other party's all-round encirclement. The other party obviously held his breath just now, but his outstanding ear power could not detect something strange. Only when the other party was about to take action in the end did he realize it.
There are differences, but it's too late to hide.
Looking at Zong Yan on the ground, Wen Yan gave up the idea of resisting, raised his hands and shouted: "Don't kill us!"
"When I figure out your origin, let's talk about whether to kill or not." The man in front of the left said coldly.
Wen Yan and Zong Yan met and both heard the ruthless meaning.
The other party did not kill them immediately, not because they showed mercy, but because they wanted to ask clearly about their origin.
Suddenly, both of them realized that they were in extreme danger.
The other party was three, two young men in their twenties, and the man in front of the left seemed to be the leader. He was around thirty years old, and his eyes seemed to be used to life and death, which made people feel cold and disgusted when they looked at each other.
The hairstyles of the three of them looked like they were carved from the same mold. They had a cold face and didn't look like they were good people no matter how they looked.
After tied up Wen Yan, the man behind him took off his gun and went forward to help his companions carry Wen and Zong. Wen Yan and Zong Yan both had more than 100 kilograms, and the latter was at least 150%
More than ten kilograms, but the two solemn young men actually carried it effortlessly.
Everyone entered the house where Zong Yan had hidden before and climbed directly to a room on the second floor where the windows were nailed to death with wooden boards. Only then did the two young people throw Wen, Zong and the others to the ground.
"Ask a question, answer a question. If you didn't ask, shut up!" The leader pulled out a short blade from his calf and said coldly, "Otherwise, say one word and break a finger!"
The short blade flashed coldly, obviously very sharp.
Wen Yan was fine, but Zong Yan had been on the road for many years and had never seen any weapon before. He immediately felt a little anxious: "It's a saber!" Only then did he realize that the other party was wearing leather boots, with two pairs of each boot on both sides.
The short knife of the same standard was secretly surprised.
Where did these guys come from?
"Name, come first." The leader pointed at Wen Yan with a knife.
"Wen Yan." Wen Yan said consciously.
"identity?"
"Mushist, uh, he is still a wanted criminal at the time of 'part-time'." Wen Yan replied while thinking.
"Wanted criminal? What did he commit?" The leader was a little surprised.
"Murder, I just killed last night and was wanted this morning, so I ran here to hide." Wen Yan said honestly.
"You?" The leader looked him up and down, and a sarcastic feeling appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Can you kill someone?"
"Yes," Wen Yan certainly knew what the other party meant, and said slowly, "I am a masseur, and I am quite strong."
The leader pondered for a moment, and then asked more than a dozen questions, all about Wen Yan's address, work, etc. Wen Yan answered without hesitation.
After asking, the leader nodded and said, "I believe in you."
Zong Yan on the ground breathed a sigh of relief.
I believe that after I go, the next step is to release people.
But Wen Yan looked at the leader, but said calmly: "Do you want to kill me?" The other party's eyes did not hide his intentions. Wen Yan could tell at a glance that the other party knew that he was not here for these three people.
, had already murderous intentions.
Those who have nothing to do with it will be killed without mercy, and the techniques are ruthless.
The leader was stunned and frowned and said, "It's not stupid. Unfortunately, you found the wrong place to hide, and you even met the wrong person!" His right hand suddenly raised and stabbed him!
"You will regret it if you kill me!" Wen Yan shouted.
The short knife stopped suddenly and stopped in Wen Yan's chest.
The leader said coldly: "If you are a terrifying person, I will change the way you kill you, so that you will regret it too late!"
Wen Yan was not moved by his words at all and said, "You will regret it if you kill me. But before you talk about the topic, please use your right thumb to press the position five centimeters below the collarbone."
The leader still frowned, but as he said, the knife was changed to his left hand, freed his right hand, and pressed it to the corresponding position: "Is this?"
Wen Yan kept instructing him to adjust his position, and finally nodded, "It's there, don't use too much force, just press it lightly."
The leader acted as he said, suddenly let out a muffled groan, took a step back, letting go and in surprise: "What's going on? Why does it hurt so much?"
Wen Yan said in a deep voice: "Is there a lump when pressing it?"
The leader nodded.
Wen Yan showed a sudden expression: "Sure enough!"
The sword flashed, and the short knife was pressing against his neck. The leader said sternly: "I hate others the most!"
Wen Yan pretended to be shocked and quickly said, "I said, I said! Have you been hit in that place recently? The very heavy kind! You have been damaged from your chest to your throat because of the wounded tendons.
, If you don’t treat it, you will soon be ruined!"
The leader said: "What's the use of it?"
"The tendons and meridians in the entire chest cavity will gradually lose their function and the breath will be poor." Wen Yan looked serious, "In the end, your respiratory system and heart function will be seriously affected, and you will eventually die!"
The leader's face changed slightly and he shouted: "Nothing nonsense!"
Wen Yan said angrily: "If you want to kill me, I have nothing to say, but you scold me for talking nonsense is just insulting my qigong massage technique that has been passed down from seven generations! Forget it, if you want to kill, you will kill me sooner or later.
Burial with you, hum!"
He suddenly became so arrogant, and the other party hesitated instead. A young man next to him came to the leader and whispered: "Boss, it doesn't seem like a fake. Didn't you get hit by a car last time? It's possible...
…” I didn’t say it later, but everyone understands the meaning.
The leader's face kept changing, and he said a few seconds later: "How do you prove that what you said is true?"
Wen Yan looked like he was suppressing his anger and said, "I can help you relieve the lump for the time being, but you have to untie me."
The leader thought about it again and again, and finally winked at the young man next to him: "Xiao Jiang, untie him."