Under the roof of the supermarket, there is a chess game in full swing. The two chess players are both tenants of nearby stores. It is often only at this time that they can put aside the hardships of work and the shackles of status and think like a leader.
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Outside them, an onlooker had quietly retreated.
"It's time, it's time for me to take action."
Xiao Di's eyes looked through the rain curtain as if they were real, pointing directly at an alley deep in the old street.
That is the stronghold of Paradise Lost.
At the same time, it is also the place where Zhang Chaoxian is imprisoned.
Perhaps it should be thankful that because the collector voluntarily abstained, Lost Paradise also understood that it could no longer get any value from this chip and simply relaxed its supervision.
According to Gao Yi's optimistic estimate, if there is no one to rescue him, Zhang Chaoxian will not survive this month at most. This is not only because the lost paradise will not support an idle person, but also indicates that after tonight's battle for information, his last bit of value may be
of invalidated.
At this time, I don't know whether he is lucky or unlucky.
Xiaodi opened a blue folding umbrella with the words "XX Bank" on it, took one last look at the chess game that was still going on, and got into the rain without looking back.
Crackling...
The clear sound of raindrops came from the umbrella. It smelled the fumes from cooking in every household. It turned around and walked into the alley that even the locals did not want to enter.
The ground here was in a mess, with unclaimed cardboard and garbage scattered everywhere. These cheap creations were soaked by the rain and emitted a disgusting smell. Xiaodi quickened his pace and soon
We quickly came to a simple courtyard.
These bungalows, which only migrant workers are willing to live in, are placed in every possible way. The eaves and courtyards extend each other and intersect with each other from time to time, like a small maze from shallow to deep.
Once here, it can no longer run around carelessly.
Xiao Di put away the folding umbrella and followed the route where he last found Zhang Chaoxian. Suddenly he heard the voices of other people coming from a bungalow next to him.
"When will this day end..."
Xiaodi quietly came under the window, and the sound inside suddenly became clear.
"How dare you say such a thing?"
"What's there to be afraid of? When we joined Lost Paradise, what did we want? Money! But look at us now, huh? When we get to Kyushu, we won't let this or that, guarding one man all day long.
, can you bear it?"
"This is not a question of whether it can be tolerated or not. Have you forgotten? We may have the consciousness of Lord 'Strength' in us. If he hears us, are you not afraid of offending him?"
"We stay here all day long. We have no merit but we have hard work at least. Is it possible that we won't even complain a few times?"
"It's better to say less..."
consciousness?
Right.
Xiao Di remembered Gao Yi's previous explanation.
As the holder of the original skill [power], he can perfectly master all the "power" of the human body.
This "power" includes but is not limited to muscles, heartbeat, pulse, and can even be the spirit, thoughts, and consciousness. The whole person is like a sophisticated machine, capable of mastering the true self.
"What will happen if the consciousness of others is forced to awaken while the main body is fighting, and they are multitasking?"
Xiao Di had a sudden idea.
Just thinking of saving people, it had to give up the idea and continue to go deeper.
At this time, in a house not far away, a decision had quietly begun.
Only the frame of the window was welded shut by steel bars, and large amounts of rainwater came in with the wind, making the concrete floor of half of the house wet.
On the little dry ground left, a creaking chair stood.
The hemp rope passed through the beam, fell straight from the opposite side, and was entangled with a pair of dirt-covered palms, forming a firm knot.
Zhang Chaoxian looked at the trap, and his dull eyes seemed to come alive at this moment.
As soon as we said goodbye to Shan'ao, nearly four months had passed in the blink of an eye.
During these four months, he not only suffered from the torture of fear day and night, but also suffered from the pain of being separated from his wife and children, as well as the worry about his father's current situation.
Many complicated emotions were entangled together, almost overwhelming him.
But every time he was overwhelmed, he would think of his son, the boy who still needed him to act as a mentor on the road of life. It was often only at this time that he could cheer up his faith from the suffering and force himself to eat and drink into a stomach that was like stagnant water.
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However, as time goes by, faith becomes like an unsustainable brazier that cannot escape being extinguished.
He gave up completely.
It was windy and rainy. Taking advantage of tonight when no one was around, he found the hemp rope that he had prepared for a long time from under the bed and hung it high on the beam. Looking at the trap in front of him, Zhang Chao made the first move.
A decision was made.
"Xiaoyuan..."
The cloudy eyes only became clear for a moment, and then were once again enveloped in a thick haze of death.
He stood quietly for a moment, as if remembering the last breath of his life, and then threw himself forward and put his head into the trap.
But just as he was about to kick off the chair, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly came from the outside world.
Someone is coming?
A sense of urgency arose spontaneously.
Zhang Chaoxian didn't want his plan to fail if someone discovered it, so he exerted force on his feet, and with a "bang" sound, the chair carrying his body weight suddenly overturned, and his whole body was hung high in the air.
finally……
it's all over……
Before his vision blurred, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and then he saw the iron door that usually requires a key to open. At this time, it looked like paper, with the door and frame removed by a figure over two meters tall.
Kick him down!
"Zhang Chaoxian!"
Seeing this man, Xiao Di was also shocked by his mental state at this time.
The calm and calm look he had during Shan'ao's time was no longer. At this time, he looked pale, his eyes were sunken, and he had lost all desire for his own life, as if he was a prisoner in a desperate situation who just wanted to die.
At the moment, he couldn't care about that much anymore. Xiao Di took action directly, tore off the hemp rope and pushed the struggling opponent to the ground: "Hey!"
"Wake up!"
"I'm here to save you!"
The violent struggle began to slow down. Zhang Chaoxian stared at the cloudy eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling: "You...are you here to save me?"
"That's right."
Xiao Di repeated with an affirmative tone: "I am here to save you, Zhang Chaoxian, you are saved!"
"Whether it's Paradise Lost or the Original War, leave everything to us after that."
"You've been saved!"
Zhang Chaoxian pursed his lips, but was unable to say the next sentence.
Because the long-dried tears suddenly mixed with tears, tightly wrapping his desperate body and mind, gradually filling up, like a sponge reborn.