Zhang Dali hid his heart, and said that he couldn't remember the specific place, and he didn't say the destination.

In fact, Zhang Dali remembered very well that the wooden sword was buried under the roots of the old locust tree in the orphanage at that time. At that time, I also found a piece of torn plastic sheeting to wrap it.

According to the address pointed out by Zhang Dali, the white blade debugged and determined the car navigation, and drove towards Xincun City, Heitu Province, which was more than 200 kilometers away.

Sun Wu sat in the co-pilot's seat, didn't say a word, only at the beginning there was a little bit of impatient expectations, the virtuous and virtuous pretended to care about Zhang Dali a few words, and then he rarely took the initiative to gossip, smoking vigorously along the way, and didn't seem to know what he was thinking.

Bai Jian doesn't like to talk, the car is quiet and weird, Zhang Dali sits alone in the back seat, for fear that if he says too much, he will lose, and he is even more sorry to talk like gold, stuffy, and make a temporary decision on the road before thinking about it.

When I took a taxi out of the rental house, I would have gone straight to Xinmat, or I would have arrived early, and Sun Wu would not have waited so long. But halfway through the taxi, Zhang Dali's sixth sense came into play, and he always felt that the trip was extremely risky.

Sun Wu's covetousness for this electronic watch made Zhang Dali always feel like a fish in his throat. Obviously, he knew exactly what he was looking for, but Zhang Dali was at a loss.

Thinking in a good direction, if he found the wooden sword, Sun Wu would eventually find that what he was looking for was not hidden in the wooden sword, and maybe Sun Wu would give up completely and never come to harass Zhang Dali again.

Thinking about it in a bad direction, if Sun Wu jumps off the wall in a hurry, it is likely to turn his face and go straight, once the showdown, then his situation will be worrying, and it is really hard to say how Sun Wu and the two will treat themselves.

According to his observation and understanding of Sun Wu for a period of time, this person is by no means a forbearant person, so after a huge disappointment, the consequences of torturing himself in a vain attempt to persecute him are a high probability, and it is possible to kill people and kill them.

After dealing with themselves, Sun Wu and the others will definitely go to the dormitory of the medical university and their rental house to search, so that it will be broken, what should they do with the electronic watch? What about those Qiankun bags containing elixir spirit stones or something? Wouldn't these secrets all have to be discovered by Sun Wu?

After thinking about it, Zhang Dali quickly came to a conclusion that he must properly arrange his secret in advance, so Zhang Dali immediately asked the taxi to turn around and drive back.

When he came out of the rental house again, Zhang Dali had a big shoe box in his hand, and the box contained an electronic watch and a Qiankun bag. Taxis go straight to the Habei Railway Station, which is also located in Dongcheng.

The big city is good, in the corner of the waiting hall of the railway station, there is a whole row of iron cabinets, a luggage temporary storage box is displayed one after another, the cost of two yuan a day is not too high, as long as the money is enough, no one cares how much time to save, just like the safe of the bank.

Zhang Dali was not sure how the situation would develop and how long it would take, so he simply paid 100 yuan in advance in exchange for a note with a password written on it, put the large shoe box in a suitcase hidden in the corner, forced himself to memorize the six-digit password, and then burned the note with a borrowed lighter. Only then did the big stone fall to the ground in my heart.

Later, Zhang Dali took another taxi to meet Sun Wu in New Mat.

Bai Jian finally stopped the car, this is a suburb, you can see a few kowtow machines from afar are still slowly greeting the New Year, the scattered thatched houses are empty, and one thatched house has collapsed for a long time, and there are no people around.

In a house that Zhang Dali was referring to, Sun Wu and Bai Jian rummaged around, no matter what they were looking for, they had to open the old newspapers everywhere and talk about it, and it took more than half an hour to find Mao except for a metal school emblem.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Dali's name was still engraved on the school emblem, Sun Wuzhen would have thought that Zhang Dali was deliberately entertaining the two of them, and he would definitely be angry immediately.

Even so, Sun Wu's face was cloudy, fortunately, on the way, Zhang Dali had already said in advance that the wooden sword must be in one of the three locations, excluding this one, at least two more places to be found, Sun Wu suppressed his emotions.

The white blade's temperament is obviously more frizzy, and when he goes out, he kicks off the wooden door that is already half-drooping. This action made Sun Wu glare at him, and also made Zhang Dali's brows furrow even more.

The Audi continued on its way towards the second location. In the car, the air was even more depressing, no one spoke, and the most calm person was Zhang Dali, but his heart was already undulating.

The second location is a floor room where Zhang Dali stayed before going to college. It is located in a corner of Xincun City, near No. 4 Middle School.

The same nothing, the same empty-handed return, this time the white blade did not kick the door, but pointed to Sang scolding Huai and shouting a few words. Sun Wu's face was also gloomy and almost thundered.

The third location is the site of Lao Yangtou's orphanage. Sun Wu had obviously been to this place, and Zhang Dali guessed that he must have searched for it, so it was not too surprising for Sun Wu to ask a few more words carefully.

Hearing that it was buried under the big tree, Sun Wu suddenly seemed to rekindle hope.

Looking at the scenery speeding by outside the car window, Zhang Dali regretted it, not that he didn't rely on it at all, didn't he still have Mu Lao, for the blood refining of the dead, this kung fu master would definitely do his best to protect himself. Why did you forget about this stubble?!

The orphanage is a townhouse, located at the other end of the map of Xincun City, the scenery of the suburban county is still good, behind the house is a cornfield, on the side of the house is a river, in front of the house is a big tree.

There was a military shovel in the trunk of the Audi car, snatching the military shovel from Zhang Dali's hand, with a white blade around the roots, digging left and right, digging and digging on the right, and his head was full of sweat, during which he had to slap the nasty mosquitoes from time to time.

"Are you sure that's it?" Sun Wu asked fiercely.

"It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly, but I went to those two places just now, and I remembered that I was buried here in the end." Zhang Dali put his hands behind his back, like a leader.

"There's a plastic sheet, isn't it?" Suddenly, White Blade shouted in surprise. Zhang Dali pretended to be happy and surrounded Sun Wu.

Shaking off the earth, he unwrapped the plastic sheeting that had overlapped the stacks, and a wooden sword that had been broken in two was placed in front of the three of them.

The white blade stopped Zhang Dali outside, and Sun Wu hurriedly entered the house at the site of the orphanage, Zhang Dali looked at the backs of the two and smiled disdainfully.

Run? Zhang Dali analyzed very well and immediately gave up the idea. Sitting under the big tree, quietly waiting for the next fate.

After a while, there was a small quarrel in the house in the distance, which was turned to the sound of crackling and turning, the movement of smashing tables and chairs, and I don't know why. Then everything was quiet again.

After more than 10 minutes, the two came out one after another, Bai Jian walked in front, and Sun Wu was still carrying the hilt of the wooden sword in one hand, looking extremely depressed and stunned.

Zhang Dali stood up, patted the dust sticking to his buttocks, took two steps towards the two of them, and asked with a grin, "How is it?!" I didn't lie to you, this can be regarded as helping you find the family heirloom, fortunately I didn't throw away the wooden sword back then, and I was relieved to find it. ”

Without waiting for Zhang Dali to say something to cover up, the white blade that had already walked in front of him suddenly stretched out a foot, and kicked straight at Zhang Dali's abdomen, with considerable force, and directly kicked Zhang Dali back to the trunk.

Because his back was blocked by the trunk of the tree, Zhang Dali was more seriously injured, sitting on the root of the tree, unable to speak for a long time in pain, just coughing vigorously, and without coughing a few times, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, which is estimated to be an internal injury.

The strange thing is that Sun Wu did not stop the rough performance of the white blade this time, but also walked in front of Zhang Dali, leaned over, and slapped Zhang Dali several times in a row, Zhang Dali looked at the two of them angrily.

"Don't be here, pull him into the house and ask." Sun Wu said to Bai Blade.

So, with the gentle support of Sun Wu and Bai Dao, Zhang Dali finally entered the former residence. With the thick hemp rope of his fingers taken from the trunk, Bai Blade tied Zhang Dali to a broken chair,

"Say, where did Lao Yang hide the list? Little bunny, don't tell the truth again, let you go to Hades! Bai Dao didn't know where to find a stool leg, and he repeatedly tossed it in his hand, looking at Zhang Dali with a strained face.

"What list? Old Yang Tou gave me this wooden sword! You're kidnapping, are you crazy? Why do you treat me like this? Zhang Dali guessed it, but he didn't expect the two of them to turn their faces and turn the book so quickly, but they couldn't say that they were killed.

After finishing speaking, the stick was raised, and the white blade couldn't help but say, picked up the stool leg and hit Zhang Dali's body at once, during which he actually discounted the stool legs, and went to change another one, and then beat.

At this time, Zhang Dali's body was even more bloody, and after his nose was fractured, he also began to bleed, and he couldn't stop flowing, and he was hit a few times on his head, and it was bag, and it was blood, and it was blood, and he was succumbed to his face.

Zhang Dali, who studied medicine, knew very well that this was a symptom of a broken rib, but he didn't know how many they were broken.

Although in order to interrogate, Zhang Dali would not be beaten to death at once, and he had already controlled his strength, but the white blade was still vicious, and the fight was like venting, and he fought for a long time, until Zhang Dali fainted in pain, and then stopped.

Snorting, with blood blisters, Zhang Dali desperately breathed heavily to divert the feeling of severe pain. I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I simply recited the mantra of the countercurrent exercise, and before I knew it, my consciousness actually replaced the air flow and ran along the meridian acupoints mentioned in the countercurrent exercise for a week. Ay?! It felt a little better!

Giving Zhang Dali a little time to breathe, Sun Wu pushed aside the white blade that was in the way, pulled Zhang Dali's hair back, approached Zhang Dali's face, and said with a wicked smile: "What did Old Yang Tou give you?" Say! ”

Finally accumulating enough blood foam in his mouth, Zhang Dali took the opportunity to spit on Sun Wu's body, and some of it was stained on Sun Wu's face. Happy Zhang Dali coughed up a lot of blood again.

"Old Yang Tou is not your uncle at all, and the family heirloom tokens are also made up by you, hehe, I said earlier, your Sun Wu is a fake, and you don't know the art of war at all!" Zhang Dali teased.

"It turns out that you have long suspected me, it seems that you really have a secret, hmph, don't look at your hard mouth now, I don't know the art of war, but let you taste my cross-split tendon wrong hand, you will know how good I am!" Sun Wu said very confidently.

Extorting confessions by torture is Sun Wu's strength, which is one of the important reasons why he can be sent out by the organization to carry out this task. The cross-tendon and wrong bone hand is Sun Wu's stunt at the bottom of the box, which has been mostly used when looking for children lost in other orphanages, and the effect is obvious. That's why Sun Wu has this self-confidence.

The cross-tendon wrong hand is really powerful, Sun Wu chose to start the chest and back, Zhang Dali only felt that the involuntary spasm began first, and then the heart-rending pain spread, this is a kind of colic, far more than the pain caused by the hard injury, think about it, scraping the bone cramps are nothing more than that.

Biting his lip, Zhang Dali finally couldn't help it, and shouted hoarsely, "Ah! Yes! I can't stop it. It lasted for more than ten minutes, and Sun Wu finally stopped, but Zhang Dali still didn't explain half of the truth.

Don't look at Sun Wu still has a fierce face, in fact, I really admire it in my heart, you know, Zhang Dali's situation is very clear to himself, but he is just a college student, and he has such great perseverance.

The cross tendons and wrong bones have also been used on people with martial arts, and the effect is much stronger than this, it doesn't take three or two minutes, how can you pry your mouth open. And Zhang Dali is just an ordinary person, is he really nothing to say? Are you deliberately misleading yourself?

Does it hurt or not? Zhang Dali knows, it's really fucking painful! Is there anything to say? Of course there is, but it can't be said that he is killed, with his nurturing relationship with Lao Yangtou, it can't be said that Lao Yangtou can trust himself to put his secrets here.

If you don't say if you will die? I guess it shouldn't be?! How can it be said that it is also a society governed by the rule of law, how can killing people be such a casual thing? Besides, if they really killed themselves, would they still be able to find that secret?

If you say that, you must be fine? Not necessarily! If there is really a possibility of death, then it is faster to say it than not to say death, and if you find the secret, if you are yourself, it is also the first choice to extinguish it.

Why can he endure the pain for so long, in fact, Zhang Dali was also very surprised, Zhang Dali was also in a hurry to faint, at least he didn't know that it hurt, and when he fainted, this kind of abuse should stop for a while.

The point is that maybe it is the result of the previous physical training, the tolerance is stronger, the ability to resist blows is stronger, or maybe it is because of the reason for running the countercurrent kung fu just now, with the cycle of one week after another, I do feel that the pain has been reduced a lot.

Now Zhang Dali looks miserable, there is almost no good place on his body, one of his two arms has been broken, and the other has lost his ability to move under the torture of the cross-shaped muscle-splitting hand.

Not to mention the front chest and back, miserable! Even the head is scarred, the left eye is swollen and can't open at all, the right eyebrow bone is bleeding, there are several large bags on the head, the hair is covered with blood, the nose is crooked, and there is no good place on the lips.

It seems that Sun Wu also discovered Zhang Dali's tragic situation: "If you don't say it, there will be no good place on you?!" As soon as the words fell, Bai Dao, who was watching excitedly, continued: "Yes, this leg is handed over to me!" Grass, see if your bones are hard, or my stick is hard! ”

After that, Bai Blade picked up a new stool leg and smashed it down according to Zhang Dali's left leg, and just at the last moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute! ”