Zheng Haohui's small eyes seemed to bulge all of a sudden, and he let out a long breath, wiped away the beads of sweat that were about to slide down his cheeks, and said, "It's okay to wake up, it's okay." ”

However, instinct makes Dante feel that he is not really "okay". His head was heavy, and his vision was still a little blurry after a few blinks, so that Zheng Haohui's thin chin became a little wider in his eyes.

It took about five seconds for Dante to realize that he was lying on the cold floor—not the floor of the auditorium, but the marble tiles of the hallway. And Zheng Haohui in front of him was actually wearing a waiter-style professional attire, which obviously didn't fit his body and looked too fat. If the occasion was not so dizzy, Dante would definitely not be able to help laughing.

He held the ground with his hands, gritted his teeth, and finally sat up. "Can you stand up?" asked Zheng Haohui.

Dante did not answer, for he found that they were in front of the door of a small room diagonally opposite the Great Hall. Judging from the direction he had just entered, the location of this hut was to go beyond the entrance of the Great Hall, and since the door was so simple and inconspicuous, and the situation in the Great Hall was different, he didn't care. Now, the door of the auditorium is closed again, and the door of the hut is open, Dante pokes his head slightly, so that his eyes can go around Zheng Haohui who is blocking the door, he sees that there are four other people in the room, two men and two women, one of them is also wearing the professional clothes of waiters, the men's clothes are almost the same as Zheng Haohui's clothes, while the other pair of men and women are only wearing underwear and underwear, the common thing that the four of them have in common is that they are all wrapped in duct tape and tied up and their mouths and eyes are sealed, and they are all sitting on the ground with their heads tilted against the wall at the moment, and they can't tell whether they are unconscious or awake.

Dante only had time to think about this before Cheng stood up and turned around, and gently closed the door of the room. "Come, get up. Seeing Zheng Haohui stretching out his arm to support him with a sincere face, Dante involuntarily shrank back.

At that moment, his first thought was to jump up and knock over Zheng Haohui and then pull out his legs and escape. But his limbs were not very obedient at this time, he could only reluctantly stand up, and finally relied on Zheng Haohui to help him get up. "Let's go!" Zheng Haohui carried his left arm to his shoulder and hobbled him towards the exit of the auditorium. I have to say that it is really difficult for Zheng Haohui to do this, although Dante is not a big man, he is much stronger than him, and it is indeed very difficult to walk with Dante on his thin body. Dante secretly tried to clench his right fist a few times, but he still couldn't hold it tight enough. One step at a time is one step at a time. He followed Zheng Haohui's footsteps and thought so.

As they passed the Great Hall, Dante deliberately turned his head to see that the two doors looked as if they were locked again. He raised his left hand, pointed to the door and said to Zheng Haohui: "Inside, the people in there......" Zheng Haohui resolutely walked forward, without even rolling his eyes.

Finally got out of the property building, but Dante suddenly had a sense of "coming to an end": the two of them staggered like this, where else could they go on? Unexpectedly, Zheng Haohui took him to the big van, only to see this guy take out the key from the pocket of the lichen, and then "bang" to open the door. Dante was lifted into the passenger seat by him and watched as he climbed into the driver's seat and started the car.

The sound of the engine would certainly attract the attention of the drivers at the front entrance, but when they saw a rustic, large, bulky truck slowly coming out, no one thought that it had any direct connection with their leaders in the auditorium. The bread swayed along the narrow roadway of the neighborhood out of their field of view and drove out of Longsheng Manor.

"You, you're going to ......" Dante slumped in the saddle and adjusted his breathing, still not too confident to speak. And Zheng Haohui unceremoniously stopped him and said: "Don't talk to me, now I want to concentrate on driving." Speaking of which, this van is slightly smaller than the Iveco that Zheng Haohui drove in Beijing, but Zheng Haohui is now like an inexperienced new driver, and he is not so comfortable driving. The speed of the car does not exceed 50 per hour, and it cannot go in a straight line, and it is repeatedly deviated to the side lane, fortunately, the night has gradually sunk, there are fewer people and fewer cars on the road, and it is not easy to cause accidents when the speed slows down.

Dante was a little worried about where Zheng Haohui would pull him to, and on the way he imagined several locations, including the former residence on Zheng Haohui's ID card, the art supply store in Xiazhaikou, or some desolate wilderness suitable for killing people and throwing corpses. It's just that he couldn't have imagined that Zheng Haohui stopped across the road from a bank.

The bank is located about ten kilometers away from Longsheng Manor, an old street in the suburbs, on the border of urban and rural areas, and it can be seen that it has not been better planned for a long time, and the houses near and far are extremely dilapidated, and no matter how many residents there are, there is no movement on the street.

Five hours ago, Dante would never have imagined that Zheng Haohui would have done such a thing, but after all the things tonight, it seemed reasonable for this guy to drive his car into the bank at this moment.

"How are you?" asked Zheng Haohui, turning his head to look at Dante, with concern. "You, you......" Dante didn't seem to dare to continue. "You want to ask me what I did?" Hahaha!" Zheng Haohui suddenly laughed, "I did everything!"

This mixture of arrogant and ferocious laughter strengthened Dante's resolve, and he closed his eyes for a moment, then stared at his former recipients and colleagues, and asked clearly, "You want to kill everyone in that auditorium?" "No, not everyone. Zheng Haohui corrected him very seriously, "Those four waiters are innocent, so I didn't kill them." Of course...... Of course, I won't kill you, I didn't expect you to find this place. ”

When he heard this, Dante's heart was not warm, but a chill to the bone. "Then the other dozens of people, dozens of people! Are they all extremely evil? You are going to kill them all!" There is no doubt that the door of the auditorium was re-closed by Zheng Haohui, for this result.

"Hahahaha!" This time the laughter was louder than before, but fortunately the glass and doors of the car were tightly closed, otherwise it was likely that people in nearby houses would wake up. "That's right, they all deserve to die, it's not a pity to die!" Zheng Haohui's tone was clearly full of heartfelt happiness, "They are all the same kind of my damn father, a raccoon dog! This is the most complete revenge I gave back to him!"

(End of chapter)