Chapter 558: The Old Routine Plays Out Again

If you look down from above, these streets in the night rain will look like paths in a labyrinth, and the turtledoves and the bugs are the two little mice scurrying around in this labyrinth, and as for the black men, they have scattered in all directions, and are coming towards the middle.

The black strong men are not only more familiar with the roads here, but also their number has increased from the initial dozen to dozens now.

Xiao Worm has long noticed that the number of black strong men is constantly increasing, it's not that she doesn't believe in the strength of turtledoves, it's just that the future is unknown at the moment, and it's better to try to avoid some trouble, don't regret it when the time comes.

The alleys are narrow and curvy, and there is not a single light coming from the houses on either side, as if you are in a ghost town.

In fact, this is also the choice of the little worm, at the beginning she obviously has two directions to choose from left and right, the left leads to the brightly lit place, and the right leads to here, this dark and silent place, the little worm thinks that the bright lights on the left means that there are more people, which is not a favorable condition for himself and the turtledove, and naturally he should flee to the place where there are fewer people on the right.

After escaping into the countless complicated alleys here, the worm found that this place seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, not only could not see half a human figure, but even the buildings were more dilapidated than other places, and the walls of some houses were obviously crumbling, and it seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.

There wasn't much time left for the little worm to think about other things, and with her keen perception, the little worm could tell that those strong black men were getting closer and closer to this side, so she stopped suddenly, raised her hand to stop the turtledove behind her, and said:

"You can't run around like this."

The turtledove wondered what it means to run blindly, and if he doesn't continue to run for his life, he will have to wait for those strong black men to catch up?

"They're much more familiar with the environment than we are," the worm continued, "it's not an option to run like this, hurry up and find a place to hide." ”

Although the turtledove still didn't quite understand why the little worm suddenly changed his mind, but the little worm had already said so, and the turtledove had to do it, but the surrounding buildings were already dilapidated, and if he rashly hid in it just in time for the collapse, wouldn't he be buried alive in it on the spot.

In this case, it is not easy to find a place to hide.

Listening to the sound of footsteps that were already close at hand, the little worm knew that the strong black men were already very close to this side, and she waited for the two of them to scan the side, but still did not find a single building that could enter the hiding, and suddenly glanced down, and the little worm instantly had an idea.

"Quick, get in!"

The turtledove looked at the ground in the direction of the insect's finger, and saw that on a clearing half-covered by rubble, a manhole cover made of metal was faintly visible, judging from the thick dust and dirt on it, this manhole cover has not been opened for many years.

After glancing at the insect again, the turtledove confirmed that what she was talking about was the manhole cover, and the turtledove walked two steps quickly to the manhole cover, squatted on the ground, and slightly brushed off some of the dust on the cover with his hands, but unfortunately most of the dust and mud were about to die with the manhole cover, let alone by hand, even with a shovel may not be able to shovel it off.

"What's going on with this?"

Turtledove tried to lift the manhole cover with both hands, but it didn't work, because there were no holes or holes in the cover, and there was no way to start it, or the holes were all covered with dust.

"I can't do anything if I tell you to do anything."

The little worm was chattering in his mouth, and he squatted next to the turtledove, and at this time, there was already a black strong man faintly visible across the street, and if they didn't hurry up, they would really be surrounded by each other.

……

Speaking of which, the girl's heart is more detailed, and the turtledove casually touched the manhole cover and said that there was no way, but the insect touched two slightly downward concave parts on it, needless to say, this should be the hole that was blocked.

"What else do you see, isn't this kind of physical work your forte?"

The little insect found where to start, and the next job should be done by the turtledove, she glanced at the turtledove next to her, and the turtledove didn't say a word, but went up and stabbed the dirt that blocked the hole with her fingers, and put both fingers into it, and began to prepare to lift the manhole cover.

It is said that these two holes originally needed to be hooked with a hook, and then they could be easily lifted, but at this time, let the turtledove find some iron hooks.

The taste of the friction between the skin and the rust is not very pleasant, even if the turtledove is rough and thick, it can't withstand such a toss, as the saying goes, "ten fingers are connected to the heart", and the feeling of finger headache is really called "the pain of the heart".

Resisting the pain, the turtledove exerted all his strength, and with a sharp force of his arms, he lifted up the manhole cover that had been sealed in the dust for an unknown number of years, and to the surprise of the turtledove, he thought that as soon as the lid was lifted, there would be a foul smell coming to his face.

It turned out that this was not the case, except for the strong smell of dampness and the strong smell of earth, there was no foul smell under the manhole cover, indicating that this block had been abandoned for a long time, and all the stolen goods in the sewers had been washed away by the rain.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The insect jumped down from it first, only to hear a soft "pop", she seemed to have landed in a puddle that was not too shallow, and then the sound of the insect urging the turtledove came from below.

The turtledove looked down slightly, but the light was too dark to see anything clearly, and he could only see the sparkling surface of the water.

Looking back at the street corner where the figure of a strong black man could appear at any time, the turtledove did not rush to jump down, he touched around the wellhead, and finally touched a rusty vertical ladder, and stepped on the vertical ladder, and the turtledove rubbed down little by little, and when his head shrank under the wellhead, the turtledove reached out and touched the manhole cover above, and moved it back to its original place.

"Huh."

The heavy manhole cover was stuck at the mouth of the well again, and the rain that fell from the sky quickly washed away all traces, and there was no trace of any more.

"Smack."

A strong black man stepped over the puddle on the manhole cover, but found nothing unusual.