Chapter Seventy-Seven: Control

After looking around at the surrounding furnishings, Zeng Jin finally decided to find a breakthrough from the roof of the warehouse, even if there was no ladder, he could still climb up the chimney next to it.

Gesturing with his teammates, the first to reach the top was Zeng Jin, followed by Monet, Luo Yangzheng was surprised by the dexterity of the girl in front of him, and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening in the matchbox hut.

Just passing by, I took a preliminary glance at the matchbox hut, the structure of the one-bedroom apartment, the bedroom and the living room were blocked by a door: the poker player was in the bedroom, and there were still a few steps from the bedroom door to the matchbox door.

In addition to the three of them, there are two people behind him, Luo Yang's dexterity is needless to say, he climbed onto the roof in three or two, and the two behind him can't keep this ability.

One of them was humming and chirping and easily climbed up, and the other was hanging in the air, and the door of the matchbox room was pushed open.

Dong Bo saw that the weather was extinguished, the cigarette butt was extinguished, and he walked to the warehouse with the lunch box and the key, the key had been inserted into the lock, and after a snap, he made a move and looked in the direction of the chimney.

After a long silence, he put down the lunch box and pulled the key out of the lockhole, while pulling out the pistol at his waist. Frowning and walking towards the chimney, it was obviously only a few steps away, but Luo Yang felt that the time had been stretched.

Half-hung in the air is my colleague Lao Wang, the famous general in the unit, usually too lazy to do it, he breathes when he walks a few steps, he has never participated in the usual actions, but now he came because he made up manpower.

But to be honest, it's actually best if you don't come with such a physique, and it's also a mess, and the current situation confirms this. He can't go up, he can't go down.

Large areas of abdominal "muscles" were unwrapped from the shirt and, like an ancient bell, were already messy in the wind.

Listening to Dong Bo's footsteps approaching this side step by step, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

If Dong Bo is discovered at this time, the two parties will inevitably confront each other.

But don't worry, there is a sniper rifle on the other side, as long as Zeng Jin's arm falls, before Dong Bo shouts, it has already hit.

But at a critical juncture when human lives are at stake, overconfidence is not necessarily a good thing.

If it is really pinched at this time, the scene will be really embarrassing: first, I am not sure whether Xing Zhaoyang is in the warehouse, and second, if he is there, whether there is anyone else in it besides him.

If the two parties really get on the bar at this time, there will be a disturbance, there are other people in the warehouse, and they will attack Xing Zhaoyang directly, which will inevitably pose a threat to the safety of the hostages, and the most important thing is that sentence: What is Xing Zhaoyang, whether he is safe or not, they don't know.

Countless consequences floated through the minds of several people like slides.

At the last moment, a strong wind blew, and several pieces of rubble were blown down on the top of the warehouse on the other side. Dong Bo turned around and calmed down, sneered, turned around and went back.

Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Monet who was holding the rubble in front of him and gave him a thumbs up, if she hadn't thrown down a few tiles in a hurry, it was estimated that a few people would have to go through the gangs.

In the end, Lao Wang gave up the struggle, obediently returned to the ground, hid and let out the wind - to determine how many people were in the matchbox, to determine their equipment.

Dong Bo walked into the warehouse, obviously in a good mood, "You kid, you have made a lot of money in this business in the past few years." But also, the son-in-law of the Xing family, lacks everything, that is, TD is not short of money. ”

"Looks like you're getting the money."

"That's right, so I specially added a piece of meat to you today, just my uncle called, saying that our female doctor is on the way here, originally I was still thinking about helping you intercede for the sake of money, and Ming'er sawed his legs again, but my uncle is a king of Hades, and the king of Hades will let you die in the third watch, and it will definitely not be delayed in the fifth watch. Obediently, while the legs are still there, move a lot, after these two things are sawed off, my uncle may come up with some new way to come out. It's not that I'm talking about you, but I really fulfilled the old saying - I poured eight lifetimes of blood mold. ”

"I have to thank you for the situation, I gave me time to prepare mentally in advance, but sawing legs is enough to have no lower limit, what else can he come up with?" Xing Zhaoyang was very interested and chatted with him.

Dong Bo laughed exaggeratedly, didn't notice the meaning of his words at all, and said according to his line of thought, "To tell you the truth, before Cheng Dong returned to the group, I really didn't know that there were so many ways to torture people in the world, hey, do you know?" After being anesthetic, people don't know that their organs have been harvested. Haha, move your internal organs at will! But my uncle said that he has always been curious, what would happen if he didn't take the anesthetic directly, and I guess maybe he would have to find someone to try it. Do you think this method is comparable to sawing legs? ”

Holding the corners of his mouth and smiling unruly, Xing Zhaoyang's voice was the same as before, "I heard that your old Dong family wants to put the sale of organs within the scope of business, and it seems that there is really such a thing." ”

"If you're afraid, just say you're scared, don't talk about it, I won't talk to you about it, the last lunch, enjoy it." The lunch box was thrown in front of him, and Dong Bo turned around to walk out.

"Stop!" Xing Zhaoyang's voice was extremely penetrating, shaking the dust in the warehouse.

The shouting undoubtedly angered Dong Bo, and he turned his head, "Warning you, don't talk to Lao Tzu." ”

"What's wrong? It's a man, do you dare to go one-on-one with me? ”

"Damn, I'm afraid of you!" He took a step back, realized that something was wrong and retreated, "The agitation method doesn't work, stay honest!" ”

Although Dong Wanchang has only been here once, he never forgets to tell Dong Bo to be careful of Xing Zhaoyang every time he calls: That kid is very good, you can't fight him.

Lao Dong's words lingered in Dong Bo's ears for a while, and he hesitated to walk towards the warehouse gate.

Behind him, Xing Zhaoyang cursed, what exactly was scolding, the voice was too small to hear, and then there was the sound of iron chains Dong Bo didn't care, let me think that the kidnapped person was venting, and when he reacted, his neck was already surrounded by iron chains. The neck was instantly surrounded by a feeling of coolness and suffocation.

Dong Bo realized that the so-called "heads-up" surnamed Xing was just a trick, and he had already unlocked the lock, but he was just covering for the sound of chains in the process of catching up with him.

The acting skills are still helpful at the critical moment of fighting wits and courage.

In the spirit of giving it a try, the 1 in 10,000 chance of unlocking was still encountered by Xing Yingdi, but luck is not working, after opening the lock on the foot, I thought of it in one go, but I didn't expect it to decline again.

The lock on his hand was never opened, so he could only use the bracelet as a weapon, wrap it around Dong Bo's neck, and then bind him with his feet.

But he was already covered with injuries, and he hadn't moved much in the past few days, so everyone was left behind. It's not easy to use energy.

Just as the two of them were at a stalemate, a white light spilled overhead. >