ACT261: Hidden Secrets

'Boom! ’

Gold and iron screamed, and sparks splashed.

The blade of the blade of the blade slashed through a faint arc of light, slashing at the edge of the iron frame bed, Wu Wentao, who was sitting on the lower bunk, was scared out of a white sweat, and the moment the piercing sound penetrated into his ears, he had already rolled out of the bed by mistake, and he saw Song Jiu in the dark raising the steel knife again, scolding and spitting out the cigarette he had just lit, holding his hands on the ground, and not wanting to throw a whip leg at Song Jiu's knees.

There was a muffled sound in the dark room, Wu Wentao's center of gravity was unstable and rolled to the ground, and Song Jiu, who had been kicked by him, also fell to the bed, and the blade of the blade in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What the..." Wu Wentao was angry and frightened, he had already eaten Song wine on the yacht before, and he knew that this guy would kill him when he got sick, where did he dare to slack off? Without waiting for Song Jiu to get up, he grabbed a carp to fight up, really forced out the real kung fu, turned back and kicked the door tightly, blocking the eyes of the guards outside the gate, and at the same time bent over and rolled on the ground in one go, and completed the rolling of the donkey with a high difficulty coefficient in a small space, close to Song Jiu's side, cut his arm with one hand, and round it with the other hand, and smashed Song Jiu's armpit with a hard fist, and his legs were coiled on the spot.

The cement floor is no better than the deck of a yacht, Song Jiu fell face down, and he was stunned, Wu Wentao rode up, his knee against the back of Song Jiu's neck, pressed him to the ground, toe picked the blade of the sharp hacksaw in his hand, pulled out the waistband of his trousers, and tied Song Jiu's struggling hands in three or two strokes.

At that moment, there was a soft 'crunch', and the door that had just been closed ...... It's on again.

didn't wait for the angry Wu Wentao to shout, and the lamp ...... It also lit up.

Yang Xiaomeng stood at the door, still keeping the light on with one hand, and was stunned and panicked when she saw the scene in front of her.

"You, you ......" Yang Xiaomeng panicked, her face was discolored, and she withdrew from the door in two steps.

"Close the door!" Wu Wentao's forehead was bruised, it was easy to kill Song Jiu, it was troublesome to let him lie on his stomach honestly, and the movement of struggling and roaring was not small at all.

"Oh my God." Yang Xiaomeng was shouted back to her soul by Lao Wu's angry shout, and suddenly slammed a spirit, but did not close the door immediately, was stunned for a moment, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Come on!" Lao Wu wants to rape Song Jiu!! ”

"Huh?"

Wu Wentao blocked his chest in one breath and didn't come up, his strength was loosened, and the struggling Song Jiu found a gap, rolled on the spot, broke free from Wu Wentao's clamps, kicked on Wu Wentao's chest, and didn't care that his hands were still tied behind his back, there was an incomprehensible muffled sound in his throat, and he staggered and pounced.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Xiaomeng hurriedly went over to stop Song Jiu and hugged him, and dragged him out of the door desperately, shouting in his mouth: "Old Wu! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! Song wine, dissipate the gas! Calm down! ”

Wu Wentao gritted a mouthful of steel teeth, seeing the figures outside the door, and Song Jiu was still a crazy appearance that his six relatives did not recognize, the evil fire in his heart was angry, he picked up the blade of the blade, turned over the back of the knife, picked up his arm and slashed at Song Jiu's neck. Yang Xiaomeng in the back only cared about shouting, but didn't notice Wu Wentao's movements, and suddenly felt that the body of the person in his arms sank, and then looked at it, Wu Wentao had already skimmed off the saw blade, and was pulling Song Jiu's collar back.

Yang Xiaomeng's scalp exploded, and she was completely stunned, Wu Wentao is crazy? Hard anus is not a corpse!?

Just as he was about to step forward, there was a force behind him, and before he could look back, the person had been pushed into the room, and then there was a loud bang, and the innocent door was vigorously closed again.

"Let go of him!"

Luo Yu shouted sharply, snatched Song wine from Yang Xiaomeng's hand, Wu Wentao on the side also hurriedly stepped forward, the two of them worked together to catch Song wine, seeing that his head was hanging down and there was no movement, he reached out to probe his nose, and then Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the edge of the bed like a loss of strength.

Yang Xiaomeng stood in front of the door in a daze, looking left and right, speechless.

"Shh Luo Yu was still awake, took a breath, and made a silent gesture to Yang Xiaomeng, signaling her not to move.

"......" Yang Xiaomeng's face was cloudy, and she had been numbed by the situation between the lightning and the fire.

"Don't ask anything, don't say anything." Luo Yu glanced at him, helped Wu Wentao put Song wine on the bed, wiped the beads of sweat between his sideburns, took a deep breath and walked to the door, and gently opened a gap.

Dai Wei and Cook Niangjia stood outside the door, looking concerned, and behind them were the two guards, looking hesitant, trying to squeeze in, but Cao Zheng blocked behind.

"It's okay, you go back first." Luo Yu froze down and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Xiaomeng, they're fooling around." As he spoke, he exchanged a look with Chef Niangjia.

Cook Niangjia was stunned for a moment, then understood something, and hurriedly chuckled: "Drinking again, right?" Really, you told them to stop making trouble, and if they were tired for a few days, they all rested early. ”

"Well, I know, Sister Jia, do you have any sobering pills there, help me get some." Luo Yu followed Cook Niangjia's words and gossiped a few words, and when he saw the two guards turn around and leave with a displeased face, he was finally a little relieved.

Chef Niangjia patted Dai Wei and Cao Zheng, whispered something, and drove back the acne girls who came to see the excitement after hearing the news, Luo Yu in the door nodded, turned around and closed the door.

The small room was quiet, and the eyes of hesitation and anxiety shuttled between the three of them, and finally fixed on Song Jiu.

After a long time, Wu Wentao stepped on the cigarette butt, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Go to find Song Yao, you can't wait any longer." ”

"I'll go, you look at him." Luo Yu's face was solemn, he nodded, and looked at Yang Xiaomeng, who was confused and still wandering away.

"Xiao Meng, you and Lao Wu are looking at Jiujiu." Luo Yu patted him on the shoulder, thought twice, and said in a low voice, "Jiujiu is sick." ”

"Sick?" Yang Xiaomeng muttered and repeated it a few times, suddenly remembering what happened at sea last night, and said in astonishment: "Last night too? ”

Luo Yu looked lonely and nodded slightly.

Looking at Luo Yu and Wu Wentao's dejected expressions, as well as the feeling when he stopped Song Jiu just now, Yang Xiaomeng realized that things might be a bit big, and when she recalled her words at that time, she couldn't help but blush, and said, "How can this be?" What can I do? ”

"We can't do anything." Luo Yu sighed, his fingertips gently stroked the red mark drawn from the back of Wu Wentao's knife, and his tone was weak: "Take care of him, I'll go find Sister Yao." ”

While speaking, there was a knock on the door, Luo Yu opened the door, and the cook Jia flashed in, her eyes swept over several people in the room, and she handed out her inquiring eyes.

"Lao Wu, tell Sister Jia, without further ado, I'll go now." Luo Yu let Cook Niangjia in, turned around and left the room.

……

Living quarters, residential buildings.

The soft light illuminates the living room, and the smell of food and wine wafts out of the window and retreats into the depths of the night.

The four girls sat on the floor, leaning on the sofa, their eyes were foggy, their faces were flushed, and they had already shed tears a few times.

There were many empty wine bottles on the coffee table, and the young man cautiously stepped over the sofa, cleaned up the messy plates, and went to the kitchen to mix some snacks and bring them over. The relationship between the girls sitting on the carpet was already familiar to the young man, and he didn't know how many times he had whispered it in his ear, and seeing that the girls were almost drunk, and the topic was getting heavier and heavier, the young man took the initiative to get up and leave the table, leaving the living room to them.

Looking at the young man's back, the sadness on Lu Qian's face faded a little, and she affectionately took the wheat and quipped: "Our little girl has a good eye." ”

The amount of wheat wine is not good, and after drinking a few glasses, he began to go up, his little face was flushed, and the two pears were swirled on his cheeks, which was cute, and he smiled sweetly when he heard the words, and said, "I'm also a big girl." ”

"That's, I heard that I'm about to become a mother?" Song Yao also sat up and laughed, the tears in the corners of her eyes hadn't dried yet, and the smile was forced to smile no matter how she looked at it.

Only Zeng Yadong didn't say a word, put his hands on his cheeks, smiled, and looked at the three people quietly, with thousands of thoughts in his head, and familiar and distant figures kept wandering in front of him.

The reunion of the deceased is undoubtedly very joyful, but this time is different from the past, and the reunion after a long absence is not only joy, but also sorrow. Over the years, Zeng Yadong has fantasized about today's scene more than once, but the real fantasy has come to life, why is it so bitter.

Zeng Yadong even felt that instead of the few remaining people sitting together and talking about the past, it was better for everyone to continue to be separated, at least those people in their hearts were still alive, at least still living in memory and expectation.

In the past, when I occasionally talked to people about my former companions, Zeng Yadong often had to count with his fingers, for fear of missing anyone, but now it's good, I don't have to read their names one by one, the partners who were side by side back then can now be counted on one hand, all in front of me.

After a long time, Zeng Yadong sighed faintly and said, "When we return to the land, I want to go and see everyone." ”

"I'll go too." Wheat's eyes darkened, and he agreed.

"Hmm." Song Yao nodded, but the bitterness in her heart was indescribable, Xiao Jin and Jiang He were so good that they fell into the ground, what about the others? Xiao Wei? Graduate student? Chao Yifan? Where are their bones?

Lu Qian coughed lightly, and she could guess what she was thinking by looking at Song Yao's face, but at this time, some words were meaningless, but only increased sadness. In any case, it is already a blessing from heaven that the living can see each other again, and it is indeed not wise to disturb oneself with suffering.

"After returning to the land, drag Brother Ming back first." Lu Qian Wan'er chuckled, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "Maybe where he is squatting now, drunk, dreaming and dying." ”

"That's it, I'm already on the thief ship, how can I let him say and leave." Song Yao took Lu Qian's words, smiled, and said, "I guess he is still around the island, he said before that he wants to be a mausoleum keeper for the rest of his life." ”

"Him?" Zeng Yadong laughed when he heard this, giggled for a long time, and said, "It's strange that he can be so peaceful." ”

"Yes." Song Yao knew what she was referring to, followed the fun for a while, and sighed: "But maybe it's not enough, at that time, there were mainly Jiang He and Yifan who followed and tossed." ”

Wheat came to his senses and said with a wicked smile: "You go on, I will sue Brother Ming!" ”

Lu Qian waved her fist and pinched the girl's cheek full of doting: "Girl, who are you with, be careful that we will sue you with your man first!" ”

……

The sound of frolicking, the sad atmosphere has diluted a lot, the lights in the living room seem to be a little brighter, and the young man sitting in the study shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he was helpless against these little women who walked out of the sea of corpses and blood.

Outside the window, the night is thick, the tide is sound in the distance, the silent and wide palm avenue, the snow-bright car lights tear the thick ink, and gallop in.