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"Turning the tiger away from the mountain?"

The brothers gathered again, heard Li Yaoyang's plan, and exclaimed at the same time.

"That's right! Since there are many of them, we must avoid their edge and find a way to reduce the number of enemies, and the best way is to divert the tiger from the mountain. ”

He raised his index finger:

"Don't forget, we have only one purpose - to rescue Uncle Liao, not to fight with each other.

So, as long as most of them leave for even a few minutes, this gap is enough for us to save people. ”

Xiao Wu nodded in agreement:

"It's a good plan, but how do you get people out of the way?"

"Two ways.

One is to set fires, to set fires near their warehouses, the bigger the better, to the extent that they are afraid that the fire will burn themselves and will have to be moved;

The other also set fire, but not near the warehouse, but found the lair of the god of mourning and set his lair on fire.

I don't believe that he would rather guard Uncle Liao than care about the comfort of the nest. ”

Li Yaoyang said very firmly that he believed that the warehouse was just a temporary foothold for the god of mourning, not his lair.

Xiao Qi supports the second method:

"Point his lair, and you can take revenge by the way."

Primary 5 is more sensible:

"It's better to be the first one, the fire is burning, see it with your own eyes, he doesn't have time to think, and he will respect the knee-jerk reaction - to put out the fire!"

Xiao Er and Fat Dun'er didn't care and didn't express their opinions.

"The first one, it takes time to check his lair, and what we lack most is time~"

"Okay! I'm going to prepare the ignition materials~"

"Seaside tide, prepare more wood~"

"Don't worry, I promise to burn the fire vigorously." Fat Dun'er likes to wreak havoc the most, whether it's a bad guy or a bad thing.

New York Harbor, located on the east and west banks of the Hudson River, belongs to New York on one side and New Jersey on the other.

Warehouse 15, where the mourning god is located, is located on the New York side, and you can see it when you turn a corner along Kenny Street to the west.

An underwater tunnel is to be built along the river, which will be the future Holland Tunnel.

Construction has not yet officially started, but some areas have been covered by fences.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time of arson.

When children are young, children love to play with fire, which is derived from the genes of human ancestors, and fire brings hope to human survival and reproduction.

But when I grow up, I still like to play with fire, either because of neurosis, or because of special jobs.

Li Yaoyang: They obviously don't belong to any of them, they just need to use a fire to achieve a certain purpose.

Xiao Wu had explored the surrounding situation in advance, and the most suitable place to set fire was the construction site that had not yet started.

The shore is overgrown with weeds, and the fence is filled with all kinds of raw materials, many of which are flammable, and a single spark can start a fire.

What makes Li Yaoyang even happier is that it is the east wind blowing at this time, which is simply heaven helping me.

The east wind blows, the war drums beat, and the fire burns who is afraid of whom.

Fuck it!

Five people stood by the fence, and all the firewood they had brought had been thrown in, and each of them had a cigarette, and they didn't speak, just smoking.

When only a third of the smoke was left, they looked at each other and smiled, and flicked the cigarette butt into the fence in a dashing manner.

Then, it depends on whether the shareholder wind is strong.

Quickly ran to the warehouse gate to hide in the goods piled up, Li Yaoyang and Xiao Er were on the left side of the gate, and Xiao Wu was on the right side of the gate.

As long as someone comes out of it, it will be attacked from both sides, and one of them will not survive!

The east wind blows, stirring the hair, like the mottled shadows of the trees on the lawn under the sun.

At this time, a burning smell drifted in the direction of the wind, Li Yaoyang turned his head to look at the fence, and a wisp of green smoke was clearly visible in the night.

The light of the fire loomed, first a faint yellow, and then gradually turned orange-red, and the light and shadow became larger and larger, reflecting the dark night sky.

He took a deep breath and 'click~' the bullet was loaded.

At the same time, placing the magazines full of bullets one by one on the cargo box in front of him, he asked Xiao Er:

"Are you afraid?"

Xiao Er sneered:

"Afraid? I don't have the word 'afraid' in my dictionary. ”

"Hehe~I'm different from you~"

"Are you afraid?" Xiao Er was puzzled, obviously Li Yaoyang was the most daring one.

"Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of losing any of you, I'm also afraid that Uncle Liao will be killed in our plan, and I can't explain to Ah Xiang, and I'm afraid that after I die, the blind old man will have a hard time living alone..."

Xiao Er opened his mouth, he was not good at words, and he didn't know how to comfort him at this time.

But Li Yaoyang doesn't need to be comforted, he is not a young man and is not sick.

Grinning:

"So, I can't die, and you can't die, you know?"

Xiao Er nodded fiercely:

"None of us can die, today the damned is the god of mourning, we will send him to see the king of Hades~"

In the next second, the flames rose into the sky, and there was a 'boom', the wood 'crackled', and the metal 'creaked' and groaned.

The raging fire went mad, scurrying around with the wind, devouring everything with impunity.

The air became agitated and hot, and every breath felt like drinking hot water, burning the lungs.

But that's not enough, the fire isn't big enough!

As soon as Li Yaoyang's crazy thoughts rose, he heard a noise coming from the warehouse.

"It's on fire, it's on fire~"

"The boss is on fire outside~"

"The fire is coming towards us, hurry up and put out the fire~"

"Hurry up, get water to fight the fire~"

The chaotic sound was endless, and Li Yaoyang stared at the door of the warehouse, and the hand holding the handle of the gun began to turn white.

There was a loud bang~', the fence fell in response, and the fire cleared the last obstacle, and under the action of the wind, it spread towards the warehouse.

'Just long and just long~' The warehouse door opens to one side, are you going to come out?

Xiao Er licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes in the firelight, he looked extremely excited, come on~ Come on, come out.

Success or failure in this move, Li Yaoyang gritted his back molars, I don't know if the fire reflected the red pupils, or the blood surged into his eyes, a pair of eyes were red, like a bloodthirsty demon.

There was chaos in the warehouse, and the younger brothers rushed out with buckets, not paying attention to the situation on both sides, and rushed straight towards the fire.

One by one, Li Yaoyang tried to resist the urge to shoot.

Not enough, not enough!

A little more, a little more!

Suddenly, a fierce face appeared at the door of the warehouse, and among the little brothers who hurriedly put out the fire, his movements were extremely slow and unusually conspicuous.

He stepped on the marks of the gate on the ground for many years, staring at the direction of the fire meticulously, his face was stunned, obviously he didn't expect the fire to burn to his own door.

His big round bald head looked like a huge light bulb against the firelight, or a light bulb that had worked too long and had changed color due to heat.

Dressed in coarse linen clothes, it is difficult to hide his arrogant figure, and he is angry.

This kind of person who looks like he is licking blood at the edge of a knife almost engraves the word "bad" on his face, which is very in line with all people's imagination of villains.

Compared with him, Brother Ji seems to be the other extreme.

Mourning God!

I don't know why, I obviously haven't seen the appearance of the god of mourning, but as soon as this person appeared, this name appeared in Li Yaoyang's mind.

It must be him, can't be wrong!

"Fire !!"