Chapter 3, The Man

"Hot sausages!" A man's voice could be faintly heard coming from a certain direction, and the tempting smell of sausages. Xu Yao wondered if he was saved.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of feet, and a sausage shaking in front of him, probably because he had been hungry for a long time, although Xu Yao wanted to eat it, he still retched at the sausage.

"Yo, the little one is awake?" A middle-aged man's rough voice came, and Xu Yao noticed the person squatting in front of him.

His neck still hurt so badly that he could barely writhe.

"Who are you? Why save me? He tried to move his hands and feet, but the result was chilling, his limbs had been tightly bound, and it seemed that he had not been saved, but had fallen into a different situation, surrounded by darkness and candlelight, either underground or a secret base that was rarely visited at all.

"Don't move, there's no way you're going to escape." The man stood up and took the sausage in front of him, and Xu Yao could hear his teeth biting up and down.

"And what did you bring me here for?" Xu Yao asked unwillingly, the bandage on his neck strangled him almost out of breath. One look at it shows how clumsy the first responder's craft is. "Also, I'm running out of breath."

"That's how you came over the first four hours, don't worry that you can't die." The man was optimistic, and didn't care about the hostage's feelings at all.

"・・・・・・" Xu Yao wanted to give him a look now. What's going on with this guy. He's not a police officer, so what did he do here?

"Are you curious why I'm arresting you?" The man seemed to be interested, and walked back to Xu Yao, "There are quite a few people looking for you now." ”

"I know that the Chinese police are probably looking for me now," Xu Yao replied lukewarmly, it was really enough for a person to live to his part.

"No, you know that's not what I'm talking about."

What else could it be if it wasn't? Your own relatives and friends, and the parents of the classmates who died in that meeting? Come on, a few of these waves of people will be enough for him.

"I can't think of anyone else I've offended."

You'll naturally find out later. The man suddenly squatted down, startling Xu Yao. But unexpectedly, he actually reached out to untie the rope on Xu Yao's hand, and after a while, Xu Yao felt a burst of relief in his hand, although it was still swollen and painful, but at least he could move, he barely supported his upper body, only to find that he was facing a middle-aged uncle with a sloppy beard, as sloppy as he wanted to be, with an obscene expression, the decoration on that guy's body was really casual. It looks like a beggar begging along the street. I don't know what purpose this kind of person dragged himself here.

"Don't keep staring at me," the uncle muttered, and stood aside dissatisfied, as he seemed a little annoyed by him, "If you have the strength to untie the rope from your feet, I don't want to lose my temper with a stinky boy." ”

You've got a bad temper enough. Xu Yao said silently in his heart, naturally this kind of thing would not be heard by the other party.

He untied the rope with his hands, and soon his limbs were free.

"You're not afraid I'll run away?" Xu Yao really couldn't see through what this man was thinking, and if he gave the hostages freedom, he had to beware of whether the other party would run away, but looking at the uncle's breezy face, it didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

"If you think you can outrun my gun." The man said lightly, Xu Yao found that he still had a worn pistol pinned to his waist, he didn't know whether it was a real gun or a fake gun, and even doubted whether there were bullets in its chamber.

However, it is better not to risk running away in the danger zone, after all, the stakes are a bit big. Xu Yao thought about it and it was better to show weakness to him, "I think it's safer to stay obediently, after all, there are still so many enemies out there looking for me." ”

"Hmph." Count you as acquaintances.

"My name is Xu Yao, you have to tell me what you call me." Xu Yao tried to get close to him. It's better to know something.

"Me?" A nonchalant smile seemed to appear on the corner of the man's mouth, "Do you say a homeless man needs a name?" ”

Xu Yao was bored with himself, so he simply closed his mouth and didn't ask anything, just let him go. Now it seemed that there was no danger to him, and he simply sat in the corner and began to think about his own business.

My stomach was still hungry, and my brain was groggy from excessive blood loss. What happened this time was like acting in a movie to him.

The man didn't seem to want to put too much energy on him, so he sat down next to the wooden table in the corner of the room, and turned out a few worn-out wine bottles in a pile of tatters on the side and shook them in his hand, the first two were empty, he threw them aside with a flick of his hand, and after losing about seven or eight, he seemed to have finally found the bottle he wanted, Xu Yao looked at him like a child who had received a gift, and opened the cork with his hand, instantly, An unobstructible smell of urine permeated the small and damp room, and even Xu Yao couldn't help but retch. Not to mention the man who was so close to the bottle.

I'm afraid that these wine bottles were picked up by him from the outside, and if there was still wine in them, the man would naturally drink them all unceremoniously, but this time the result was really a big disappointment to him, only to hear the man let out a vicious curse, and threw the bottle in his hand into the corner of the wall opposite him, the glass shattered to the ground, and the filthy liquid splashed all over the ground.

What a fool. Xu Yao scolded in his heart, and the already unbearable smell spread wantonly in the room at this moment.

"Are you stupid?" Xu Yao really couldn't stand it, this man was becoming more and more unreasonable in his eyes, it seemed that either there was a problem with his IQ or a problem with his IQ.

"I thought you couldn't smell it." The man calmed down, and Xu Yao looked at him as if he was deliberately playing a prank with himself.

I've had enough. Xu Yao got up directly from the ground, this guy seems to have a penchant for perverted abuse, who knows if he will throw himself into the corner like dropping that bottle in the next second?

Rather than be tortured or starved to death by him here, he would rather run to the door and be beaten to death by him.

He thought that the man would observe his actions in the next second when he stood up, but he didn't expect the man to not even raise his eyelids. He even bent down again and began to look for leftovers.

There's something wrong with it. Xu Yao shook his body, barely able to stand on his feet, and walked towards the door by himself, ignoring the man.

He was expecting the gunshot, but to his surprise, the man didn't shoot him. He walked out of the room unharmed.

Sure enough, it's a fake gun. Xu Yao stood in the dark corridor outside, secretly guessing, looking around, only there was a small staircase extending towards it in front, it seemed that this was indeed underground.

He breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and soon he would be able to see the sun outside.

"If you go out, I promise you'll regret it." A man's voice came faintly from inside the room. But he himself did not come out to stop him.

I'll regret it if I don't go out. Xu Yao couldn't guess the man's thoughts at all, so he leaned against the wall and stepped directly on the first step of the stairs according to his own thoughts