It was not difficult to find the batch of explosives arranged by An Zhili, but the quantity was very large, and each package of explosives was tied with a timer and remote control device, even a veteran like Lucy and Wade couldn't help but feel numb. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although they have now dismantled the timing and remote control devices one by one, the explosives will not explode at the scheduled time, nor will they explode due to An Zhili's madness.

But explosives are dangerous chemicals, and as long as there is a slight change in the external environment, even a little spark, it may cause a violent explosion, which means that they are still in a state of hanging by a thread.

"What should I do?" Lucy looked at Wade, helpless.

Wade looked at the reservoir in a daze.

"An Congchen is also dead, this is your most important grandson, right? What do you think he's fallen into? A puddle of meat mud...... Hahaha......" An Zhili held a tablet and forced An Bangmin to look at the tragic situation on the screen.

An Bangmin didn't have the heart to look at these at all, his body trembled like chaff, completely lost his reason and dignity, pulled An Zhili's sleeve, and kept begging, "Please, give me a needle, please, you can do whatever you want me to do......"

An Zhili looked at him with disdain, he once thought that this old man was so strong that he was invincible, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even carry a few injections of medicine, he knew that this was the case, he would have done it a long time ago......

Jiang Qixiang, who was sitting on the side, couldn't bear to close his eyes, he only knew that An Zhili was a man with a strong personality, but he didn't expect him to be so cruel, it was simply inhumane.

"You think I'm going to make you so comfortable on the road?" An Zhili laughed maniacally.

"Please, please......" An Bangmin knelt down desperately, hugged An Zhili's calf and cried, "Give me a good time......

"An Bangmin, you don't even kneel to your ancestors, how can you kneel to me, a son of evil? Hahaha, if I can kneel at the end of the An family, I won't be in vain......" An Zhili laughed and burst into tears, "What's the use of you kneeling me?" You don't owe me, you kneel down and kowtow to them three times, and I might consider giving you a shot. ”

"I kneel, I kneel......" An Bangmin knelt on the ground without hesitation, and even kowtowed to the two statues of young women placed on the shrine.

And the ancestral tablet of the An family has long been trampled by An Zhili and scattered aside.

"I really didn't expect you to be so happy." An Zhili was a little emotional, "I knew that the An family was so fragile, maybe my plan could be advanced by a few years, and Congzhe and I wouldn't have to suffer for so many years." ”

"Please, please......" An Bangmin's addiction intensified.

An Zhili smiled coldly and motioned to the dead soldiers around him to give An Bangmin a shot, but was interrupted by An Congzhe's words, "Dad, that's enough!" Stop it, why torture him like this? ”

"What? Sympathize with him? Want to stage a show of grandfather and grandson love in front of me? Don't forget how your mom died! I am where I am today because of him, do you think his torment is painful? I have been tormented 10,000 times more painful than him in every minute and every second of every day for decades! An Zhili looked at An Congzhe coldly, "I'll tell you, he didn't suffer enough!" Never enough! ”

An Bangmin still received an injection in his arm, this injection was obviously not the potion he wanted, An Zhili injected him with a forced confession medicine to test the dead, this medicine even many dead people can't survive, not to mention An Bangmin, an octogenarian old man who was once high and delicate and noble.

He rolled on the ground in pain, wailing incessantly, and looked very miserable.

An Congzhe's hand was clenched into a fist, and the green muscles were distinct, but he still restrained himself, and did not dare to say another word of pleading, the more he pleaded, the more intense An Zhili was tortured.

Song Yao and the others walked in the secret passage for an unknown amount of time, and finally heard the movement ahead.

A scream rang out through the walls to their ears.

It seemed that someone was suffering inhumanely, and the flat-headed man looked at Song Yao vigilantly, for fear that she would do something stupid impulsively.

Song Yao's heart jumped, and then he calmed down, and heard the strong sense of vicissitudes in this voice, the owner of the voice should be an old man, most likely An Bangmin, with An Zhili's hatred for An Bangmin, it is indeed likely to torture him to death.

She nodded at the flat-headed man, signaling that she was still going according to the original plan, since everyone was concentrated in the ancestral hall, then they could only go out through the exit of the master bedroom.

There is a secret exit under the bed of the previous head of the house, which only the head of the house knows, so over the years, the old house has been renovated several times, and so many heads of the house have been changed, but the position of the master bedroom has never changed.

An Zhili has never been the head of the family, he doesn't know that the An family has such a secret passage, he doesn't have many people, but he is very confident, after all, this is the An family he has lived in for so many years, he knows too much about this place, and even knows the situation of everyone present very well, and he is sure that no one will be willing to save these abandoned children.

So he scattered his people again, and let some people be responsible for guarding the various entrances, and the rest were all concentrated in the ancestral hall.

"If you go out from here, you can first deal with a few dead soldiers who fell outside, and then we can clean up the perimeter first, and then break through inside." The flat-headed man suggested.

"No, let's deal with the dead soldiers in the general monitoring room first, otherwise if there is any trouble outside, he will be able to report to An Zhili as soon as possible." Song Yao immediately pointed out the blind spot he had overlooked.

"Okay, do as you say, the one in the monitoring room will be handed over to you, is there a problem?" The flat-headed man readily agreed.

"No problem, let's get started." Once again, she confirmed to Sun Wenfeng and Li Xiuwen that there was only one person in the monitoring room, and she didn't hesitate, took the gun and walked out.

The dead man in the general monitoring room found that one of the dozens of screen monitors suddenly went out, and immediately became vigilant, this monitor was at his door, he couldn't help but clench his gun, ready to go out to find out.

The heavy steel door slowly opened, and he looked nervous with a miniature submachine gun in his hand, but everything outside was calm, as usual as usual.

His eyes suddenly froze, and his gaze fell on the fragment of the camera on the ground, which had been exploded with a gun!

Unfortunately, he was still a beat slower, and before he could pull the trigger, a bullet silently hit him in the center of the eyebrow, killing him with one shot.

"The general control room has been solved, you guys can do it." She said lightly.