I originally hoped that the miniature mobile phone hidden in my pocket could have an effect at this moment, but I didn't expect that in this place, the mobile phone could not receive any external signal at all.

Before entering the church, I checked the signal on my mobile phone, and I clearly remember that the signal at that time was obviously full. And this is the highest point of the church, which should be the best signal in the area. If you can receive a signal from outside, then there is no possibility that there is no signal in this place.

Suddenly, I quickly understood.

The current situation should not be that the mobile phone does not receive a signal, but that the signal of the mobile phone is deliberately blocked.

It's either inkstone black, or someone else. Anyway, after the three of us entered the church, some bastard should have sneaked up on us and immediately used a signal blocking device to completely block the signal near the church and prevent us from getting in touch with the city bureau.

In this way, it makes sense why Cheng Zhimin and their support did not arrive here for a long time. It's just that who can do such a thing?

The signal of the mobile phone is conducted through the satellite, and although the signal is easy to be interfered with, it is not easy to block the signal of an entire area. It seems that the other party really took great pains to put us to death.

Since there is no way to get outside help, for now, I can only rely on myself to escape from this ghost place.

Take a deep breath to keep your brain as clear as possible, and at the same time, leaning back in your chair, slowly stand up.

In the distance, you can clearly see the coming of the morning sun in the old port. After a night of hard work, we finally ushered in the dawn again, and the light of the morning sun sprinkled the entire Jing'an Port City, and cleaned all the dark corners of the city.

The light has come, and the darkness is about to recede. The rest is just to get out of here alive.

I don't know where Tang Yan went, and I don't know what happened to Lao Yan and Lu Yuan now, with my current physical condition, just taking care of myself is already very reluctant.

At the moment, it can only be said that it is a step and a step.

Just as I turned to go back, there was suddenly movement in the room, which had been quiet.

I was surprised to find that Yan Hei, who had been knocked down by me just now, was barely standing up from the ground by holding on to the wall.

Suffered! Although the punch just now hit Yan Hei's temple directly, before that, I had already consumed too much energy in order to break free from the rope. In addition, Yanhei is much taller than me, so it is not convenient to exert force, so the strength of the fist is not enough to directly make Yanhei faint. At this moment, the bastard staggered to his feet again.

What made me feel even more desperate was that although I had knocked down the inkstone just now, in order to find the miniature mobile phone sewn into the clothes, I did not choose to remove the scalpel in his hand in the first place. Now, the bastard picked up the scalpel again and staggered in my direction.

"Bastard... You... How dare you plot against me! Because of the punch just now, the right side of Yan Hei's skull was faintly deformed, and his entire right eye was full of bloodshots, coupled with his original distorted expression, it looked extremely terrifying at this moment.

Blood dripped down the scalpel like the bell of death, closing in on my area.

Although the right temple of the inkstone was hit hard, even when he walked, he looked a little shaky. But my situation was even worse than his, because of the excessive blood loss, at this moment, I did not even have the strength to stand up straight, let alone resist.

Time passed minute by minute, and I could only rely on the wide terrain in the room and the round table in front of me, barely maneuvering with the inkstone.

His two advances, he did not hesitate to use all his strength, and the momentum was as if he was going to kill me.

The sharp blade of the scalpel slashed past my eyes several times, nearly piercing my body. And now, I can only barely avoid the crazy attack of Yanhei by doing my best.

But the current situation is extremely unfavorable to me, and I know that if I continue to consume with her like this, I will definitely faint first. As before, once I lose consciousness in front of this perverted murderer, then the only fate that awaits me is to be strangled and skinned.

I'm stimulating almost every cell in my body, trying to hold on for a few more seconds. Get moving, be sure to move! I can't die here yet! With so many winds and waves, wouldn't it be ridiculous to be killed here by such a bastard!

"Aren't you crazy just now, don't you run?" Yan Hei spat fiercely and continued to approach in the direction I was.

No, before I knew it, I had been cornered by him, and there was nowhere to run.

My brain is close to its limit, and I wouldn't have been able to make such a lowly mistake if I had switched to it!

"Don't run? You... You put the knife down, and I won't run. I see you're tired too, so let's sit down and have a good discussion!" ”

"Talk about it! You killed my sister, I want you to pay for your life! Yan Hei didn't give me a chance to breathe at all, pinched the scalpel, and rushed over directly in a few steps: "Don't worry, I won't kill you with one knife, I will slowly torture you to death, and let you watch your skin being peeled off little by little, just like completing a work of art." Haha, Goofy, you should thank me, not anyone, you have the opportunity to see your own skin peeled off! At least the six guys before weren't as lucky as you! ”

Three steps... Two steps... One-step!

The inkstone had rushed in front of me, brandishing a scalpel straight at my door.

My body was like a piece of rusty iron, and I couldn't even swing a finger, let alone deal with the inkstone in front of me.

It is said that before people die, many pictures of the past will appear in their minds. Because when the brain perceives the danger of death, it will produce a violent reaction and transmit a special nerve signal to various organs of the body, a process called death memory.

However, at this time, I did not go through this process. I watched as the scalpel got closer and closer to my front door。。。。。

Just as the sharp blade was about to pierce my body, I heard a loud bang that resounded throughout the church.

The blood was dripping downward, almost blurring my eyes, and when I came back to my senses, I saw the scalpel stop at a few centimeters in front of my eyes, and I didn't continue any further.

Yan Hei shook from side to side a few times, and then fell to the ground stiffly, not moving.

A large hole was cracked in the back of his right chest, and the bullet ran down his body, tearing up all the flesh in it.

The part hit by that shot, although it didn't kill Yan Hei. But not long ago, he had just been hit hard in the temple, and now he had been directly hit by a bullet in the body, and the combination of the two was enough to completely incapacitate him.

Listening to the sound of gunshots, I already understood that it was Cheng Zhimin's police pistol that hit the inkstone. At the beginning, Cheng Zhimin entrusted the pistol to Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan entrusted the pistol to me before he fell unconscious. If the gunshot had gone off for a few seconds at night, I would have been the first to fall.

In the distance, a vague figure swayed in the direction of me, and it seemed that the person who fired the shot just now.

The figure staggered and struggled. It seems that the person who fired the shot must have been seriously injured.

When that guy finally walked in front of me and looked up, I suddenly found that the guy in front of me was Tang Yan, who was separated from us before.

Tang Yan's face was covered with blood, his right cheek was full of scars, and the glasses he was wearing were half broken.

The two of us didn't say anything, but Tang Yan took the initiative to stand up and slowly helped me up from the ground. At this point, I was already close to my limit, and if it weren't for his help, I might have fainted.

Tang Yan moved a chair first, helped me sit on it, and then returned to Yan Hei's side, carefully stopping the bleeding from his wound. I estimate that Tang Yan should have already arrived behind Yan Hei, but after weighing it for a long time, he would choose to fire such a shot.

After all, in his position, he definitely doesn't want anything to happen to Yanhei. The church has evolved into what it is now, much more than we had anticipated.

The intertwining of forces makes the situation extremely complicated.

Now, whether it is the provincial department, the municipal bureau, or the Jing'an Port Detention Center, we all need to give a reasonable explanation, and this inkstone is the key to solving this deadlock.

If anything happens to this bastard, everything we've done during this time will be in vain.

I can't remember how long Tang Yan has been busy on the side, and to be honest, I don't have the energy to take care of other things right now.

In short, during this time, I tried to control my breathing as much as possible to ensure that I did not pass out.

I don't know how long Tang Yan has been tinkering with the side, but in short, when he slowly leaned over and patted me on the shoulder, I realized that this nightmare was finally over.

Tang Yan glanced at me, then took out a cigarette from his coat pocket like a trick, stuffed it into my mouth, and slowly lit it.

The long-lost nicotine pulled my spirit back from the brink of death.

However, before I had time to enjoy the joy of this victory, I only saw Tang Yantie blushing and looking at me, and then slowly squeezed out these words from his mouth: "Something went wrong in this case." ”