Could it be that Zhong Heng is going to play the trick of stinging people with a golden ring wasp again, so that Zhou Yu will have a car and destroy people?

No, things that have been played once are easy to arouse suspicion, and Zhou Yu's broken motorcycle can only drive to a speed of fifty or sixty kilometers per hour on this road, and it is difficult to fall to death. So, this time it's much bloodier than the golden-ringed wasp sting.

"Xiaoqian, I suggest you close your eyes, because this place will soon become a restricted movie set!"

The golden-ringed wasp is equipped with a miniature information shield made by Ai Science, which can only shield a few centimeters, and no one can see it. And the things it carries when it flies, although they cannot be hidden by information jammers, are difficult for ordinary people to see:

Fishing line, an ultra-tough line for fishing sea fish.

During the autumn tiger season, when the midday sun is dazzling and hot, who will see a small fishing line tied to a street lamp fluttering in the wind?

One end of it was tied to a lamppost by the stealth TX this morning, and the other end was a mess, twisted and twisted, seemingly messy, but in fact it contained a slipknot inside. The slipknot was attached to the golden-ringed wasp, and at this moment it was being flapped its wings and flew with all its might, like a cowboy rope for a horse, approaching Zhou Yu who was speeding towards him on a motorcycle.

Located in the suburbs, there were not many people on the streets at noon, and even if there were, all they saw at the moment was a fishing line tied to a street lamp fluttering in the breeze, and no one would have thought that this was actually a death trap controlled by someone behind it.

The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, others can't see it, and Zhou Yu can't see it, he accelerates while scolding, and his obscene eyes are still aimed at the big white legs of young girls passing by on both sides of the street from time to time, until his neck suddenly cools, and a breathless suffocation followed one after another.

After the slipknot was put on his neck, it was tightened in the blink of an eye, tough and small, and the fishing line, which could cut his hand even if it was used carefully, was sharper than a knife under the high-speed pull of at least forty or fifty kilometers per hour, and it sank into Zhou Yu's neck like cutting into tofu, and then cut off everything inside without any obstacles: throat, trachea, carotid artery, and finally cut more than half of it and stuck on the cervical vertebrae.

There was a harsh sound of metal and scraping on the road, Zhou Yu's motorcycle fell crookedly on the side of the road and rubbed a long scratch before stopping, Zhou Yu himself directly fell to the ground with an upside-down onion, his eyes bulging out as if he was about to jump out, his face turned purple, and his hands instinctively held the neck that had leaked.

In his bloodshot eyes, in the breathless suffocation, Zhou Yu saw that the sky had fallen—it really collapsed, and he saw that the entire sky seemed to have become a giant palm of a god at this time, pressing down on him neither slowly nor quickly, and then his side became darker and darker, until a few minutes later, when it was completely dark, he turned his head very simply, and he didn't know anything.

Blood gushed out from the gaps between the hands clenched around their necks in rows - yes, they were in a row, like the effect of suddenly drawing a small gap on the water tank, spraying blood-colored fountains more than 2 meters high, leaving countless tiny blood spots on the ground.

Zhou Yu died, blood stained all places within half a meter of him, and the convulsions quickly stopped, leaving only a corpse with both hands around his neck, his face distorted and purple and black, and a pair of eyes that had been refusing to close reflected the corpses of passers-by who came to watch with frightened faces.

No one would notice that a golden-ringed wasp quietly and stunned used its remaining strength to urge its big jaw, and the soft grinding bubble bit off the fishing line that was tied to its waist and had been deeply embedded in its body and almost cut it in half, and then limped into the fence of the roadside sewer, and rolled into it with a wheel.

"It's a pity that the stealth device made by the doctor, although there are not many, there are more than a hundred fragments." Zhong Heng sighed and prayed silently for Zhou Yu in his heart:

Be a good person in the next life, don't mix with the underworld anymore, otherwise you may not be so happy if you provoke an existence that shouldn't be provoked.

"Cut, I thought my head would fly out, and the blood would spurt more than ten meters, who knew that it would be such an effect, and I couldn't see anything." On the other side, Xiao Qian, who slowly walked from the door of the community and met with Zhongheng, pouted and complained.

"Follow me, I'll call the doctor and they'll pick them up." Picking up a cockroach with an invisibility device on its body from the ground, Zhong Heng took out his mobile phone and dialed Ai Science's phone.

"That's it, let's get ready for final action."

……

Night, South District, Y County, Blue Village.

It was a rare rainy night in the autumn tiger weather, and Y County, built in the middle of the mountain basin, ushered in the rain generated by the air convection between different terrains, and the dripping raindrops moistened the air, moistened the dry earth, and also relieved the long-term heat, and sang a lullaby for the irritable people.

It's a great night to sleep, fall asleep slowly in the sound of the rain, sleep until you wake up naturally, wake up to the chirping of birds in the early morning when the rain has passed, the temperature is neither cold nor hot, and the air is neither dry nor damp, stretch and breathe in the fresh and cool air after the rain, there is nothing more pleasant than this.

But some people are destined to not be able to sleep.

"Let's all sleep here tonight, take turns keeping vigil."

The bar closed early today, the room was covered with bunks, the doors were locked, the windows were closed, and everywhere there was an entrance and exit, there were things such as runes, Buddha statues, crosses, door stickers and other things to ward off evil spirits. The tables in the hall of the bar are also slowed down with various "magic weapons": evil charms, black dog blood, holy water, children's urine, Buddhist scriptures, copper coins, stone lions, silver needles, and even a copy of "Taizu Quotations".

Xiong Zhi and the others rushed to the hospital in a hurry to get to this point, and I am afraid it has to be thanks to the strange deaths of the two core members yesterday. It was just that the tube building was haunted before, after all, hearing is false, seeing is believing; The deaths of Liu Zhongxiong and Wei Mucheng can also be ignored, after all, the two little minions are not the core, and their deaths alone can be paralyzed by the explanation of "purely a matter of probability"; Even, two days ago, in the middle of the night, I suddenly saw a white shadow floating, and I heard the laughter of a girl in the dark, and something behind me was taking a sharp object to scratch the skin, but suddenly I turned around and saw nothing, or simply found that it was a wasp, and cockroaches could be ignored.

Well, after all, there is no direct evidence.

However, the deaths of Qian Zhong and Zhou Yu cannot but be ignored.

They are all core members, both in importance and emotional friendship are self-evident, and the death is extremely tragic and even more bizarre:

One, who fell off the overpass without knowing what was going on, was hit by a passing car and flew to a billboard and became a meatloaf; The other, while riding a motorcycle, was impartially used to determine whether the lamppost was crooked, and the fishing line that drifted in the air with the wind wrapped around his neck, cut his throat, and strangled him alive, and it is said that only half of the bone was left in his head, which fell off when the corpse truck came to carry the body.

The result was: it was all accidental. Moreover, there is still an accident indicated by evidence, Qian Zhong fell to death with a complete video, he slipped by himself, and Zhou Yu was cut by a fishing line...... Could it be a coincidence that anyone could control the fishing line to be put around his neck.

The next thing is not bothering them: Qian Zhong's family is fighting a lawsuit with the truck driver, and Zhou Yu's family is ...... Well, in a lawsuit with the county government - why don't you let the workers remove the fishing line after you fix the street lights?

Those are other people's family affairs, where are those who do shady things suitable for meddlers, especially one of these shady people is almost "dying of light".

- Xiong Zhi, this usually majestic boss no longer has the prestige of shouting and shouting to kill and revenge a month ago, he only thinks about saving his life, and even has a little idea that he was vetoed as soon as he appeared: to turn himself in, even if he is shot and killed, there is still a whole corpse, it is better than hanging up without knowing what is going on now, and hanging up so that the corpse can't fight completely.

This one-meter-nine strong man is now like a wilted eggplant, shivering in a cotton jacket even though it is a hot day, and a pair of eyes scan the dark corners of every room, even a cricket can make his heart beat with a cricket.

The encounter between Qian Zhong and Zhou Yu made the gangsters decide to sleep together, and they didn't even dare to pay attention to the bar headlights, and the room was as bright as day. After all...... Brotherly righteousness, blessed and happy, sharing hardships and responsibilities, even if the hell is together, everyone has a response, at least there are people who run out to call for help, unlike Qian Zhong and Zhou Yu, who are alone even in broad daylight and killed the "ghosts".

There is such a sentence ringing in everyone's mind: If you knew today, why bother in the first place. Especially Boss Xiong and the two who committed serious crimes and escaped punishment by luck, their minds are now playing the tragic scenes of those victims all the time.

Among them, Xiong Zhi's mind played a mother and daughter who were defiled under their own cruel smile, and after the incident, everyone was stabbed several times and fell into a blood gourd and fell into a pool of blood, and then suddenly the style of painting changed, and the two victims suddenly turned into hideous blue-faced fanged ghosts and jumped up from the ground, stared at the scarlet eyes, opened the bloody mouth with dense fangs, and stretched out the hook-like blue-white ghost hand to pinch his neck.

"Whew-" Suddenly inhaled, Xiong Zhi woke up from the nightmare.

I was wrong, I was really wrong, from the beginning, I shouldn't have come out to mix with society, if I didn't come out to mix with society, I wouldn't have done bad things, if I didn't do bad things, I wouldn't have left cause and effect, and if I didn't leave cause and effect, I wouldn't have suffered retribution, I wouldn't have been retributed, and I wouldn't have fallen into the situation where I was chased and killed by ghosts today, and there was no one to protect......

There had never been a moment when he had so much wanted to be protected by the people he hated most before, the police. If he committed a capital crime, Xiong Zhi bet that there is a 90% chance that he will turn himself in, even if he brings a lifetime of squatting in prison, it is better than being unable to report to the police.

Most of the other gangsters also think the same way, if it weren't for Xiong Zhizhen's disgrace, they would have gone to the police and turned themselves in, even if they are not charged now, they will create some small crimes, such as grabbing a bag and stealing some money or something.

Prison, the hell of the past, now seems like heaven to them.

Although they said that they took turns to sleep and take turns, almost none of them could sleep, and so it was until twelve o'clock in the morning.

Outside, the rain was pouring down, the clock on the wall was ticking and ticking, the mice in the corner were squeaking, and occasionally the hoarse meow of a wild cat in heat came from outside.

In the silence of the night, there was a sharp knock at the door of the bar