Chapter Seventy-Three: A Battle of Wits and Courage

Hanyu ran among the weeds, the cold wind whistling in his ears. He didn't know where he was, he just kept following a petite shadow on his tracks.

Dressed in a brown-colored trench coat, he stooped down and walked quickly among the yellow grass. walked a lot, but was not discovered by the people in front of him, which even he secretly called lucky.

It turned out that Hanyu, who was looking for clues related to Wang Wang outside the town, accidentally discovered Yu Xinghuan, the black rain that made him hate and fear. When she saw the box in Yu Xinghuan's hand, her eyes suddenly lit up, but she found the painting. So, Hanyu secretly followed behind.

In terms of force value, Hanndo is definitely not as high as Yu Xinghuan. But if it is more than this sneaky technical work, he is 100% of the top people.

Yu Xinghuan was a little excited because she got the painting that completed the task, causing her to be careless and not find the tail behind her.

The hut in the barren ridge ditch was hidden in a forest, and the trees around it had long since lost their leaves, but it still looked like a huge monster in the dark night, devouring all living things that came near it.

Yu Xinghuan opened the wooden door and lit the lamp. Although the wooden house has been abandoned for a long time, the wires are still there. She threw the thing in her hand in front of Yang Qingtong, "It's this thing, right?" ”

At this time, Yang Qingtong was resting, and saw Yu Xinghuan come in and closed his eyes. In fact, she has not been idle for this day, and has thought of many ways to get out of here, but in the end she has failed. Instead, he exhausted himself mentally and physically.

"Oh, I forgot your mouth is still gagged." As he spoke, Yu Xinghuan took out the rag from Yang Qingtong's mouth.

"Do you want to suffocate or starve me? I didn't even salivate all day. Can you be a little humanitarian to my meat ticket? Yang Qingtong said dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about that. But it didn't matter, I didn't eat either. What do you think? Fair, right? Yu Xinghuan smiled slightly, although she also felt a little hungry, but she was in the excitement and didn't care about this little reaction.

"It's quite fair, I was masked last night, and today I dare to face me openly - Yu Xinghuan." Yang Qingtong's face did not show surprise, as if he had known that it was her.

"Oh, yes. I've forgotten about that. But that's okay, I'm not afraid you'll leak the secret. ”

"It's not the dead who are the safest." Yang Qingtong seems to have expected the result a long time ago.

"Well, you're right. Those who do our business and know the true colors have already gone to God to complain. Yu Xinghuan moved the chair next to her and sat in front of her, and then pointed to the slender box, "Is this the box?" ”

"Does it still matter? I can't live anyway, so why should I tell you? ”

Yu Xinghuan felt as if he had exposed his hole cards and true intentions too early, and hurriedly covered it up: "Actually, you still have a choice, or be a beautiful girl here quietly, and wait for someone to rescue you; Or be a woman and wait for someone to collect your corpse. ”

Looking at Yu Xinghuan's face that was so simple that he couldn't even cover the word "lying", Yang Qingtong secretly laughed in his heart: "It seems that it's time for me, a quiet woman, to break out." ”