Chapter 42: The Tunnel (9)

"Old man, you did it on purpose, don't look for death!" Hang Jiajing said viciously.

"My old man is old, and he has already seen through life and death." Old Meng Tou gasped as he spoke.

Hang Jiajing was dumbfounded by Lao Mengtou, so he could only follow behind and scold and climb up.

As he spoke, Lao Mengtou stopped again, and Hang Jiajing could only stop helplessly following behind.

The tunnel was not dug very deep, and there was not much way up, and this section of the upward road quickly climbed to the end, and there were bursts of light at the entrance of the tunnel.

After climbing out of the hole, all four of them felt like they had seen the light of day again.

The four of them looked at each other, and they all became mud monkeys, and at this time, the mud on their bodies became a protective color.

At this time, looking back at the high walls of the prison, Mai Zeming was full of feelings, although in just a few days, he had escaped from the high walls twice.

He had a strange feeling that he wasn't just coming out for the sake of coming out, as if there was a very strong reason driving him, but it was just a feeling for him, and he couldn't tell what it was.

"Old man, I'll kill you!" As soon as he climbed out of the tunnel, Hang Jiajing suddenly rushed up and grabbed Lao Mengtou's clothes, almost lifting Lao Mengtou from the ground.

Old Meng Tou was like a chicken at this time.

"Ahem~", Lao Mengtou was caught by Hang Jiajing and gasped, and coughed rapidly.

"Hurry down, we haven't escaped from the prison yet, the security guards will chase after us at any time." Zhang Yingxue grabbed Hang Jiajing's raised fist and said loudly.

Hang Jiajing hesitated, pushed his hand forward, and threw Lao Mengtou out. He shook off Zhang Yingxue's hand again.

"Old man, you'd better get acquainted, do whatever you want, and if you dare to say a word, I'll kill you!" Hang Jiajing said to the old Meng Tou who fell to the ground.

Mai Zeming hurriedly went up and helped Lao Mengtou up.

Lao Mengtou was already out of breath when he was crawling, and when he was thrown by Hang Jiajing like this, his whole spirit suddenly withered.

"Can we first think about the way forward? Hang Jiajing: If you feel uncomfortable, you will come out anyway, you can go your own way and don't have to follow us. Zhang Yingxue said.

"Be careful, I'm not a merciful person. It's up to me how I want to go, don't dictate to me. Hang Jiajing looked at Zhang Yingxue viciously.

"Okay, then how do you want to go, you lead the way, and we will follow you."

"Hey, hey, don't provoke me, I'm not going to be fooled, let him lead the way!" Hang Jiajing said with a dark smile while pointing at Mai Zeming.

Zhang Yingxue sighed secretly, walked to Lao Mengtou's side, and helped Lao Mengtou up with Mai Zeming.

Mai Zeming looked at the three people in front of him, and suddenly his head hurt, and the feeling of pins and needles came again.

A picture flashed abruptly.

This is in a conference room, in addition to Mak Zeming and Jiang Yitong, there are Yuan Binghua and Douglas, and the rest of the participants are either blonde white people or swarthy black people.

The meeting room looks exotic, with wild and rustic crafts in the corners.

It doesn't look so much like at home, but more like abroad, and I can't see what country it is.

There is also a big screen in the conference room, on the screen is Wang Jianguo and Zhang Wei from the Zhanggu Research Institute, this seems to be a video conference, Wang Jianguo and Zhang Wei on the screen, looking impatient, chattering loudly.

Yuan Binghua's face was as dead as ashes, his expression was nervous, and the content of the meeting did not seem to be good news.

An interpreter sitting next to Douglas whispered the words of the two directors into English.

Professor Douglas's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help but wave his hand and start roaring, slapping the table at Wang Jianguo and Zhang Wei on the other end of the screen.

Mai Zeming was also a little at a loss at this time, and he didn't know how to calm the contradictions between the two sides.

"Professor Douglas, now is not the time to get to the root of the problem, the matter has happened, and we need to do emergency treatment as soon as possible." Jiang Yitong seemed very calm, and at this time the voice was still tepid, but it seemed very powerful.

Douglas took a few seconds to calm his emotions.

"We have to get all the people involved in the trial back as soon as possible, and then rent a hotel and isolate all these people. God, God, hopefully these people are okay at the moment. Douglas began to calm down.

"Okay, these are not problems, Mike, can you arrange it as soon as possible, find a hotel with better conditions in the suburbs, and charter all the hotels." Jiang Yitong said to a young black man in the conference room.

"Okay, madam, I'll do it right away, can you rent it for a month?"

"Yes, let the hotel empty the guests first, and then arrange people in, discuss with the hotel, arrange our people in, and take over the existing security guards."

"All right, ma'am, I'll do it." The young man, Mike, quickly exited the conference room.

At this time, Mai Zeming's headache began to slowly ease, and the picture began to slowly disappear.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yingxue looked at Mai Zeming.

"Are you planning to do something together? What to pretend to be dead? Hang Jiajing said hatefully on the side.

"Didn't you see that it was because you were not feeling well? Can you be a little sympathetic? Zhang Yingxue replied dissatisfiedly.

"If we stop here and don't leave, the security will be coming!"

"How are you? Can you get up? Zhang Yingxue was also anxious, they had to move as soon as possible, and they couldn't stop here all the time.

"I'm fine, let's go." Mai Zeming stood up.

Mai Zeming knew that this was a swamp in front of him, and the problem now was that he needed to find a way to cross this swamp.

He had a vague feeling that he had been here before.

He searched the ground, found a rock, and threw it forward.

After drawing a parabola in the air, the stone falls into the swamp, and then slowly sinks into the swamp.

The other three were all startled, although Mai Zeming told Lao Mengtou and Zhang Yingxue that this was a swamp, but both of them were half-convinced, and they were both frightened at this time.

"How are we going to get there?" Zhang Yingxue was also a little helpless at this time.

Old Meng Tou also picked up a stone, changed the direction, and threw it out.

The stone was exactly the same as the one before it, and it slowly sank.

"The swamp is so big that you have to walk a lot to get around, and I don't know if there is a way to get around." Old Meng Tou was a little deflated.

Hang Jiajing also found a stone and threw it out, watching the stone sink into the swamp. He was silent.

"You've fled here, do you want to give up? When we are caught, we all know what punishment awaits us. Zhang Yingxue was obviously unwilling.

"Let's split up and see if we can find a way through this swamp." Mai Zeming said.

"Yes, let's split up and look for it, there is no endless road." Zhang Yingxue did not give up, but looked scrappy.

The four of them each found a stick, scattered to different places, and tried to probe in the direction of the swamp.

Mai Zeming glanced left and right a few times, and felt a little familiar, he began to walk to the left with his senses, and after walking for a while, he found that it was becoming more and more familiar.

When I came to a reed bush, I could see that several aquatic plants had been trampled down and stepped into the water, and there was a faint path that looked like a path.

He cautiously poked down with his stick, as if there was only a shallow layer of water, and below the surface was hard stone.

He stretched out his foot and stepped down, and the shallow water was about to reach his ankle, but the man stood firmly, and his hanging heart was suddenly relaxed.

The stick followed the feeling again, and continued to poke forward, and the footsteps quickly followed.

In this way, he slowly moved forward step by step, and walked more and more smoothly, and when he came to the back, he no longer needed a wooden stick to find his way for him, and he could walk steadily with his intuition.

He didn't know why, so he walked through the swamp by feeling.

When he stepped onto the meadow on the other side of the swamp and turned back, the other three were still struggling to explore the other side of the swamp.

He did not dare to shout for fear of alarming the security guards inside the fence.

turned around and walked back from the swamp, found Zhang Yingxue first, and quietly told her that she had found the passage.

Then they found Lao Mengtou again, and when the three of them were about to leave Hang Jiajing and sneak through the swamp, Hang Jiajing had already followed.

Seeing Hang Jiajing catching up, the three of them could only turn to face Hang Jiajing and pretend to be looking for him.

At this time, Hang Jiajing didn't seem to see that the three of them were about to slip away, and greeted them warmly.

"How's it going, have you found your way?" Hang Jiajing looked at the three of them and asked.

"Mai Zemin has found a path ahead that can pass through this swamp, and we are about to look for you." Zhang Yingxue said without changing her face.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for?" Hang Jiajing pulled Zhang Yingxue and Mai Zeming and walked forward, deliberately leaving Lao Mengtou behind.

Mai Zeming was caught off guard, dragged by a strong force, and stumbled forward.

Fortunately, after walking a few steps, Hang Jiajing let go of his hand and let Mai Zeming lead the way in front.

Mai Zeming returned to the entrance of the swamp just now, and carefully tested it with a wooden stick first.

Make sure it's the trail you just followed before stepping out with confidence.

Hang Jiajing quickly followed behind Mai Zeming, staring at the position of Mai Zeming's footsteps, and followed suit.

Old Meng Tou also quickly caught up behind him, and before Zhang Yingxue, the third stepped into the swamp.

Mai Zeming had just walked back and forth once, and he was more familiar with this road, walking faster and faster in front, and he forgot a little about the three people behind him.

Hang Jiajing gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm behind him, and halfway through, he had forgotten the position of Mai Zeming's foot just now.

While trying cautiously, he whispered to Mai Zeming's back: "Hey~~Hey~~ Go slower!" ”

Mai Zeming heard the voice, stopped, turned to look back, and prepared to go back to pick up the three of them.

At this time, he saw that the old Meng Tou, who was following closely behind Hang Jiajing, suddenly raised the wooden stick in his hand and pushed it hard against Hang Jiajing's back.

And Hang Jiajing was bending forward to find his way, the center of gravity of his body was completely in front, and a sudden force from behind pushed him forward and rushed out.

The whole person threw out of the swamp directly, and couldn't help but cry out "ah~~~".

Seeing that he was about to fall into the swamp, he reached out and grabbed the wooden stick in Lao Mengtou's hand.

Before Lao Mengtou could let go of the wooden stick in his hand, his body was carried out by a strong force.