Walking around the barbed wire, Zi Shumo finally found a broken place, stuffed his backpack into it first, and then drilled into it himself. The lights were blinding, his face and hands were cut by the wild grass barbed by the living, and the down jacket on his body was also scratched by the broken barbed wire. The fluff in the clothes flies all the way, and it looks a bit mysterious and weird on a moonlit night.

Zi Shumo sniffled vigorously, choking on the fluff and coughing. His hands flicked wildly in front of him, trying to sweep away the annoying flying flotsam. Then he stretched his neck and sniffed, although his strength was small, but his five senses were still sensitive. He tried to distinguish it, and finally smelled a familiar scent.

Looking up, I only felt that the water tower was too high to reach the top. Zi Shumo was not familiar with the structure of the water tower, and went around the water tower again before finding the water tower door.

There is a seal on the door of the water tower, and there are various graffiti on the wall next to it, which is supposed to be discarded and painted by those who like to play with street graffiti. The door was surrounded by a large iron chain with a lock.

Seeing this situation, Zi Shumo was worried again, he didn't have the ability to open the lock, even if he did, he didn't have the tools! This is a big iron door, not one that can be easily opened.

Zi Shumo tilted his head and circled around the water tower again, and suddenly found that there were two window-like gaps in the water tower. After careful examination for a while, the gap closest to the ground was estimated to be as high as four or five stories. This water tower is smooth and slippery, and there is no place to start anywhere, which is a big deal for Zi Shumo.

After thinking about it, I decided to climb up with the hook I brought with the rope!

Having made up his mind, he quickly tied the grappling hook to the rope and threw it out with all his might, but the hook flew a short distance before falling off.

After several attempts, Zi Shumo finally figured out the trick and hung the hook on the gap. After pulling down hard, and after making sure that the hook had grasped the gap, Zi Shumo tied the other end of the rope to the backpack, and used a lock to buckle the rope with himself, barely as a layer of protection.

Looking up at the towering water tower, Zi Shumo took a deep breath and began to climb the rope upward.

In normal times, this height is nothing, but today it was such a coincidence that he received treatment from Shanhe, so that his hands and feet were weak, and it was extremely difficult to climb. There were several times in between, and they almost slipped.

From a distance, he looked like an ant climbing on a big tree, and his fluffy body was just a black dot, sliding desperately upwards with three steps.

If the mermaid gave up her beautiful voice and endured the pain of every step in order to see her beloved prince, then Zi Shumo now paid the price of blood in order to save Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren. In addition to the scars left by the barbed wire just now, his hands have now been blistered with blood by the rope.

However, he could not give up and was unwilling to give up. Even if he climbed up a millimeter more, he would be closer to his two friends, and this thought supported him to grit his teeth and climb up.

After about ten or twenty minutes, Zi Shumo's hand finally touched the gap. My heart was relieved, and I almost slipped again. He desperately clung to the gap and craned his neck to look inside, which appeared to be a staircase passage.

After struggling to flip inside, Zi Shumo was very glad that there was ground inside. Leaning against the wall, he took a few heavy breaths and found a huge iron bucket inside. I reached out and looked, but there was no reaction at all. He tapped hard with his hook, and found that there was a hollow sound coming from inside.

"Wenwen! Foreigner! Zishu Mo simply shouted, but there seemed to be no movement.

Zi Shumo sighed, looked at his hands that were already covered with blood, and simply tore off two pieces of scraped clothes and wrapped them around his palms, and pulled the backpack up with great difficulty. Zi Shumo stretched out his head and looked up, he was still a long way from the top of the tower. He hesitated for a moment, and quickly pulled out a few lightweight gadgets from his backpack, which could not only defend himself but also solve some temporary troubles.

Although Zi Shumo traveled lightly, he had already consumed a lot of his strength just now, and even climbing the stairs made him a little out of breath. However, when he smelled the familiar smell in the air getting stronger and stronger, his body, which was already about to fall apart, seemed to be infused with infinite power.

Finally, Zishumo finally climbed to the top of the tower. Standing on the top of the tower, Zi Shumo felt that it was surprisingly high here! Especially when the surrounding area is empty and there are no towering buildings, the top of this towering water tower makes people feel very uneasy, as if a gust of wind has blown people away!

There was an uncomfortable whining sound in the air, and I don't know if it was the wind, or if Zi Shumo himself was so tired that his ears were ringing. He held on to the broken wall tightly with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and found Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren who were tied to two steel bars in the corner.

The two seemed to be asleep now, and Zi Shumo hurriedly leaned over and probed their snorts with his hand to make sure they were still alive, which was a great relief. Hurriedly woke up Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren, and then untied the two, and then sent a message to Shanhe and Sister Yun, telling them that they had found Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren.

After receiving the news, Shanhe said that he would rush over immediately and ask Zishumo to wait for him by the water tower.

Tu Xiuwen saw that the person who came was Zi Shumo, she sobbed a few times excitedly, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she cried out.

Jia Yangren lowered his head and almost didn't dare to look at Zi Shumo.

"Master, me." Jia Yangren whispered nervously.

"Don't say anything, get out of here first!" After Zi Shumo gasped and untied the two, his spirit was relaxed, and he couldn't help but stumble and almost fell to the ground, but Jia Yangren hurriedly held him up.

Tu Xiuwen only noticed at this time that Zi Shumo seemed to have injuries everywhere, and she wanted to ask him with concern, but Zi Shumo shook his head and interrupted her: "Hurry up!" ”

Zi Shumo walked in front of him, came to the gap he had just gone up, hung the gap with a hook and threw the backpack down, followed by Jia Yangren to go down first, pull the other end of the rope on the ground, and then let Tu Xiuwen go down. After both of them landed safely, he slid down the rope himself.

Zi Shumo stumbled out of the place where he had just come in, and for safety, Zi Shumo took Tu Xiuwen and Jia Yangren to hide in the grass on the side of the road.

After a while, Shanhe's car rushed over at a gallop, and the three of them quickly got into the car.

Shanhe glanced at the scarred Zi Shumo, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, and quickly drove back to his residence.

Back at Zishumo's house, Shanhe asked what happened to the two.

(End of chapter)