Chapter 103: Group Scuffle [16] Prison Cage
Hearing the words Qi Song, Xu Xia's eyes turned scarlet for a moment.
Although it quickly returned to normal.
But Shen Wenzhi still caught it.
Smiled lightly, "That's acquaintance." β
Then asked, "Is he okay?" I haven't seen him in a long time, and I miss him so much. β
On the other side, Shen Cang stepped forward a few steps, but was stopped by two tall attendants.
He clenched his fists and his eyes were about to split, "You are the second uncle!" β
He spoke firmly.
Shen Wenzhi finally looked at him and waved his hand.
The two squires got out of the way.
Shen Cang rushed to the desk in three or two steps, and asked in a voice, "Why are you here?!" β
Shen Wenzhi looked at him calmly, "Cang'er, give me back that photo!" β
Shen Cang's face turned pale.
Sure enough, he didn't admit his mistake.
The one in that photo is really his second uncle.
Shen Wenzhi in the photo is dressed in uniform, with a tall posture, righteous and awe-inspiring, with a bit of iron and blood.
But Shen Wenzhi, who was sitting here, was a demon in an elegant gentleman's coat, and his eyes were all black, rich black, and viscous dark.
And the second uncle in his memory, frail but elegant and graceful, is the only warm existence in his memory.
These three are contradictory to the extreme, and then they are integrated into the person in front of them.
His clenched fists began to tremble.
Then I heard Xu Xia's surprisingly calm voice, "Do you know my father?" β
Shen Wenzhi nodded, "We used to be very good friends. β
He deliberately emphasized the past.
That means not now?
Xu Xia lowered her eyes and smiled, a little sarcastic, her fingers were lightly clamped, and the photo that was previously collected by Shen Cang suddenly appeared in her hand.
Then he took a few steps forward, slapped it heavily on the desk, and said in a depressed tone, "What about the others?" β
She asked.
Shen Cang turned his head to look at her, thick in disbelief.
I raised my hand and touched the inner bag where the photo was placed before, and sure enough, it was empty.
How did she do it?
I didn't even notice itβ
Xu Xia glanced at him and explained simply, "It was smooth when I first entered the door." β
His gaze continued to be fixed on Shen Wenzhi.
Shen Wenzhi chuckled, "You are very similar to your father, both smart and persistent. β
"But such people usually don't end well, just like your father."
Xu Xia's eyes became dark, "What about them?" β
She continued.
It doesn't seem to be swayed by the topic he provoked.
Shen Wenzhi shook his head, as if he was sighing, "It turns out that he hasn't told you anything, but that's fine." β
On Xu Xia's bottom line, he stopped.
Clapped his hands.
Behind him, there was a sound of gear meshing activated.
Xu Xia and Shen Cang suddenly turned around.
A huge cage comes into view.
There were more than a dozen people inside, all wearing school uniforms, and they were tied up in various strange poses.
It's like a different kind of art.
"They're going to be a carnival when the dawn comes." Shen Wenzhi's voice suddenly looked tired.
He slowly closed his eyes, his breathing became heavy, and he fell asleep.
One of the attendants then spoke, "You two can go out, our boss needs to rest." β
Shen Cang's eyebrows were folded, but Xu Xia spoke, "Let's go." β
He looked at Xu Xia, as if he didn't understand what she meant.
It's obvious that everyone is in front of her, but she actually wants to turn around and leave?
Xu Xia pursed his lips and explained: "This is a casino, and there are rules for casinos. β
If they don't, they become the enemies of this casino, and they can't afford it.
This person can't rob, he can only gamble.
Then, she dragged Shen Cang out of the door almost forcefully.
The heels of the two had just stepped over the threshold.
The squire closed the door.
The hallway was dimly lit and the soft carpet underfoot.
The patterns are dazzling.
"Do you know my second uncle? What is your relationship? Shen Cang stared at Xu Xia, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have to give an explanation.
Xu Xia felt a faint pain at the corner of his forehead, "It has nothing to do with you." β
The tone is a little harsh, more irritable and depressed.
Shen Cang suddenly pulled out his gun and aimed it at Xu Xia's head.
Xu Xia smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the temperature was very low, "Point the muzzle at your teammates, big steel cannon, do you know what you're doing?" β
Shen Cang laughed miserably on his face, and his voice was hoarse, "So, are you my teammate?" β
He didn't know whether he should trust Xu Xia anymore.
Everything that happened was too sudden and too much for him to accept.
The second uncle appeared here.
The man in that picture.
Xu Xia's secret.
Everything was hard for him to accept, and his heart was in turmoil.
Xu Xia's face was tense, and he met Shen Cang's gaze without retreating, "You doubt me." β
Her openness made Shen Cang have an even more headache, she clenched her teeth, and kept her fingers on the trigger, as if she was ready to pull it at any time.
"I can't believe you unless you give me a reasonable explanation."
This time, Dabi has been out of the established track since he came to the new city.
He didn't even know if the road ahead was right or wrong.
Xu Xia looked at him deeply, "You don't trust me because you don't dare to trust your second uncle, right?" β
Shen Cang did not answer.
Xu Xia didn't expect an answer, and continued: "There are two people in the photo, one is my father, and the other is your second uncle. β
"But when I saw the photo, I didn't recognize him, I only remember recognizing his eyes, but not the pair in the photo."
Shen Cang pursed his lips and asked, "Who is Qi Song?" β
Xu Xia's eyes sharpened.
She slowly smiled, opened her lips, and said word by word: "Qi Song is the sworn enemy of the International Medical Organization, he once challenged the top doctors in various fields with his own strength, and won a big victory, he is an ophthalmologist, the god of casinos, and at the same time, he is also a mental illness." β
Then he grimaced, "Is it enough?" β
Shen Cang slowly put down the gun, and Xu Xia's forehead was a bright red mark, which looked shocking.
"Let's go." He was dumbfounded.
Xu Xia didn't move, and continued to say to himself, "I told you, this is a ghost market, and as the name suggests, everyone who does business here is a ghost. β
"You should have noticed that every shop here, even the guys in the shop, are physically disabled."
"Only some are in the light, you can see at a glance, but some are in the dark, you can't see."
"Like the tram driver before, he doesn't have a tongue, and all the sounds you hear come from his belly."
"And the waiters here, they are all deaf and can't hear anything."
"And the dealers, their stomachs were once cut open, some of the internal organs were taken out, and then they were stitched up again."
"Everybody here has a story, but no one is going to explore that."
"Because, some wounds are destined not to be touched, which is a sign of respect for each other."
Xu Xia said slowly, as if he was talking about the "ghosts" in the ghost city, and seemed to be talking about her and Shen Cang.
(To be continued)