"This old thing's mouth is so tight, I can hold it!"

In the basement, under the dim light, all kinds of torture instruments emitted a cold glow, and on the wooden chair in the middle, an old man was tightly bound, unable to move.

"I've pulled out both of his nails, and I can endure it at such an age, and it's also amazing. ”

One of the Black Sand mercenaries snorted and looked at the other, "Do you want to do it again?"

"Don't worry, it's old, no matter how heavy it is, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it, if we die, the boss of the black sand won't let us go. ”

"What then? ”

The mercenary looked at Zhao Lihong in the chair: "Boss Heisha went to the airport to pick up the brothers, and we don't know who to ask." ”

"Ask him!" the other mercenary smiled grimly, picking up a syringe in his hand, the clear liquid in the syringe was not a good thing at first glance.

"This is a good treasure left by Big Brother Black Tiger, something that can make a magician's mental power disordered. ”

The mercenary walked up to Zhao Lihong, took down the cloth that covered his eyes, and said maliciously: "Academician Zhao, I hope that after injecting this thing, your mouth can still be so tight!"

Zhao Lihong coughed lightly, looked at the mercenary, and suddenly spoke: "You only treat me as an old guy who is half cut into the ground, have you forgotten something?"

"Yo, can you still talk?" the mercenary looked at him playfully: "Come, tell me, what have I forgotten?"

"I'm also a magician..."

Zhao Lihong said, his eyes suddenly lit up with blue brilliance, as if two invisible sharp arrows directly submerged into the mercenary's eyes.

"You..." As soon as the mercenary's face changed, he felt a sharp pain in the entire spiritual realm, as if he was being beaten back and forth by the waves, engulfing his consciousness.

Zhao Lihong gasped for breath, and another mercenary saw that this was wrong, and hurriedly walked up to the mercenary: "Hey, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the mercenary with the syringe in his hand suddenly turned around and plunged the tip of the needle into the mercenary's neck!

"You ·····"

The mercenary pushed him away and quickly pulled out the syringe, looking shocked: "What are you doing?!"

Then, he began to feel his head start to become dizzy, and his body collapsed on the floor, as if he had taken drugs, and he was fluttering.

"Untie it for me!" Zhao Lihong ordered the mercenary who had fallen under his spell.

The mercenary walked up to Zhao Lihong with a dull look in his eyes, untied all the restraints on his body, Zhao Lihong slowly stood up with a chair, walked to another mercenary, and got down to change his clothes.

"Take me out of here. ”

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"Where are you two going?"

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the villa, the guard at the door stopped Zhao Lihong and another mercenary: "The black sand boss is not here, you are not allowed to enter and leave here at will." ”

Zhao Lihong coughed lightly: "That old guy doesn't speak, I'm going to prepare a few medicines for him to taste." ”

"Lift your head up!"

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Zhao Lihong violently pushed the mercenaries he controlled onto the guards, and then he took the opportunity to quickly escape.

"Damn, catch him!"

"You go to the basement to have a look, and, inform the Black Sand Boss!"

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Although Zhao Lihong is over seventy years old, he is still a magician after all, although he is no longer what he used to be, he can still run.

However, the magic engineer is not good at magic after all, and after only five minutes, he felt a little blocked in his chest, and the magic in his body could not be connected.

Listening to the sound of pursuit behind him, he considered his physical strength again, gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the night to climb over the wall next to him, hiding in the corner, not daring to move.

He couldn't go any further, although he didn't know where it was, but it was certainly not the city center, and there were few buildings and people in the suburbs, and it was easy to be blocked by the black sand that returned.

So he could only hide in this corner and resign himself to fate.

"Strange, people?"

"I was still here just now, why did I disappear all of a sudden? It can't be that I climbed into this wall, right?"

"Why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Let's go!"

Just as a few people were about to make a move, a sound suddenly sounded in front of them, followed by a black shadow flashing.

"There, chase after you!"

"Old fellow, see where you can go!"

In the corner, Zhao Lihong breathed a long sigh of relief, struggling to get up and leave quickly, but as soon as he got up, he felt even darker in front of him.

Zhao Lihong's face changed slightly, and he raised his head to look at the figure standing in front of him: "You..."

"Academician Zhao, you should rest and rest first. ”

Bang!

A hand knife knocked Zhao Lihong unconscious, and then carried him out of here.

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An hour later.

Heisha stood in the basement of the villa, looking at the mercenaries who had fainted to death and the empty chairs, his face gloomy to the extreme.

"Old fellow, I really underestimate you!"

Heisha took a deep breath and turned to look at the elite general of the Heisha mercenaries who had just arrived in Linnan City: "Find this old thing, and by the way, solve the owner of Villa No. 8!"

"Understood, Boss!"

"One day, only one day, Zhao Gongzi will come to the door after a day, if he knows that we lost Zhao Lihong, there is only one dead end, understand?"

"Boss, don't worry, you will definitely find this old thing. ”

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Zhao Lihong opened his eyes and quickly got up, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that he was not tied, and then he felt that all the pain in his body was gone.

Looking at the two fingers, the nail that had been plucked out had regrown and was intact.

Apparently saved.

Dadada····

The sound of tapping on the keyboard sounded in his ears, and Zhao Lihong began to look around, and the metal walls, hard floors, and solid space windows, magic adjustment machines, and magic auxiliary machines entered his sight.

This kind of environment is most familiar to him, the necessary hardware of a magical engineering laboratory!

Then he saw the figure sitting in a chair working in front of a magic debugging machine, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at the magic auxiliary machine on the magic debugging machine.

"Xingyao?" Zhao Lihong muttered.

The sound of tapping on the keyboard stopped abruptly, and the shadow of the person sitting in the chair turned, and it was a young, unspoken face.

"You..." Zhao Lihong spoke: "May I ask if you are..."

"Academician Zhao, have you forgotten what we have met?" Su Yi'an chuckled: "It was at the academic exchange meeting of the Academy of Magic Engineering two years ago. ”

"You..."

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(To be continued)