Chapter 182: Hands Full of Blood

The guards must have watched that the people in the cave had not moved, and thought that the people who were locked up must have been frightened and dared not have the idea of escaping, so they did not continue to guard or go to the side to do something else.

Kong Changyi quietly climbed out of the hole, saw that there were no guards around, and quietly slipped to the path, he knew that he could not return the same way, then he would inevitably be caught by the people who were ambushed all the way.

You can't go back, you can only continue to follow the path.

There is a deep ditch on one side of the path, and a steep cliff on the other, so continue along the path, hoping to find other forks in the road before you can escape and report to the unit.

In this case, Kong Changyi began to creep forward slowly, for fear of alarming the guards who were ambushed in the shadows around him, and after walking out of a hundred steps, he raised his steps and ran forward without dying.

"Stop, stop!"

Sure enough, after he ran out for a while, he was discovered by the guards hiding in the shadows, after all, his footsteps were too loud.

Kong Changyi didn't dare to look back, but by the sound of footsteps, he could guess that there were at least seven or eight people chasing him after his birth.

Escaping is something that ordinary people don't want to encounter, but as a person who is trapped, it's a dream thing.

Kong Changyi really hoped that the people behind him would suddenly have leg cramps or fall ill, in short, he couldn't continue to chase him, then he could run freely.

But everything is impossible, of course he knows the sadness of being caught, especially in the cave has seen the result, so he can only run for his life as if he is dead, there is a hope.

ran for his life, and another time, he will never forget, and it is also something he has always been haunted by.

He regretted that he had killed Rong and the factory director by mistake, and if it wasn't for that time, he would now be able to go to and from work comfortably.

Although he did not run on his feet and ran in a car, he was also terrified and panicked all day long.

But this time, he will be caught at any time, and all fears are in front of him, and they are so close at hand.

"Quick, jump around the bend in front. ”

A voice sounded from Kong Changyi's ears.

This voice seemed to be his lifesaver at the moment.

People are always helpless in a hurry.

I especially hope to get the help of others, when I hear someone's persuasion, I will naturally spare no effort to execute, even if this voice deceives him, he will have no spare strength to execute, because he is too helpless at the moment, there is no room for thinking.

Corners, jumps.

At the moment, there are only these three words in his mind, bend, jump.

Sure enough, after running a few steps, he came to a corner, and Kong Changyi didn't have time to think more, so he jumped directly to the corner.

"Ahh

There was no space under his feet, as if he was no longer him, every nerve was gathered together, and his heart was about to jump out.

He began to regret it, because he only heard the wind in his ears, and his eyes could not see down at all.

It turned out that he had jumped into the bottomless abyss.

But it was too late, and he was now falling down in mid-air from the abyss.

This indescribable fear can only be experienced by those who have experienced it, but those who have experienced it are no longer alive.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Rong's smile and seemed to be waiting for him.

He seemed to see the tears of his parents again, so pitiful and expectant.

He also seemed to see him shattered.

……

"Boom!"

Suddenly, he felt a piercing chill all over his body.

Have you already reached the Netherworld?

When he reacted, he realized that he had fallen into the water, and there was water all around him, and he couldn't hear any sound at all.

Although he was already sleepy, his instinct was dominated by the desire to live.

His hands and feet were in a mess, and he was lapping the deep water.

By the time he climbed out of the water, he was exhausted and barely managed to climb to the shore.

It seemed that the breath that had been biting suddenly relaxed.

He exhaled the breath that had been holding his mouth deeply, and lay limply on the shore.

My mind was blank, my eyelids were extremely sleepy, I couldn't hold on any longer, I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Let's say that the gang of men in black saw Kong Changyi escape and chased after him desperately, and now they saw Kong Changyi jumping off the cliff, so they had to go back and report truthfully to their leader.

When the black-clothed leader heard this, he just smiled simply, as if nothing had happened.

If the leader doesn't say anything, the others naturally don't dare to say anything, so they can only assume that this incident has not happened, even if the person who jumped off died, he committed suicide by jumping off the cliff, and he had nothing to do with others.

Their task now is to continue to guard the intersection to prevent others from entering, and to find the iron bar.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The intersection of Cuihu Road is calm again.

Quiet does not mean calm.

Because before the big event, it was extremely calm.

In the far reaches of the trail, a small black dot slowly came.

From far to near, from small to large.

The moving thing gradually became clear, and it turned out to be an old man.

The old man was unkempt, curled up, hunched over, and staggered.

Looking at his clothes again, the clothes he was wearing, he couldn't see the color, let alone the clothes on his body, whether they were inside or face, the greasy had thickly covered the original color, and only low-level beggars would look like this.

"Ahem, cough, cough" The old man coughed hard as he walked, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

He held a wooden stick that he had picked up from the side of the road in one hand, and tried to gag his mouth with the other, for fear that he would actually cough up his lungs.

When he removed his hand, his hand was covered with blood, although he did not cough up his lungs.

Then......

"Snort" A stream ......of blood sprayed out, clumsy but neat, just like a farmer's uncle chopping cabbage!

Whether it is from the difficult gait, or the waist that cannot be straightened, so that he is unkempt and coughs, it makes people feel pitiful.

Pity is the worst of all, it can destroy everything.

The man in black at the intersection was already standing on the road, blocking the old man's way.

The eyes of the man in black in the leader showed a look of horror, he never thought that the other party would cough like this, let alone that this old man was getting closer and closer.

"Stop him" The black-clothed leader did not scold the old man, but ordered to the black-clothed man next to him.

The man in black next to him looked at the leader, and then at the old man who was getting closer and closer, so he had to say softly, "Where are you going?"

No matter who hears this sentence, they will never think that he is a scum of society, a ruffian, and he will definitely think that he is a polite gentleman.

The gentleman's voice can't be too loud, and his voice is not loud, but it's enough for anyone to hear within ten meters.

(End of chapter)