Chapter 30: The Night Belongs to Assassins and Killers
The sound of the alarm, the countdown, Xu Zishan's hairs all over his body stood up, what danger did the little brother encounter?
The entire compound, no flood, no fire, can you still be attacked when you write homework at home?
Countless questions flashed through my mind in an instant.
"Scan!"
She didn't dare to take it lightly, and immediately ran to the yard, releasing her mental power as she ran.
The last time she photographed Mrs. Han's ass, she was rewarded with the scanning and positioning function within 10 meters, and it couldn't cover the whole yard, so she could only scan while walking home.
Scanned from home first, and found that Shen Yaqin and Xu Yingjie were there, and there was no Xu Mingjiao!
She immediately positioned Xu Mingwei in the whole yard, what's going on? The red dot is displayed in Hao Jianjun's house?
When her footsteps stopped, she put all her mental power into it, and saw a scene that caused her blood to flow backwards.
She always felt that the surname Hao was not a good product, but she didn't expect it to be worse than she imagined.
Hao Jianjun, you are dead!
"Positioning! Navigation! ”
turned around and quietly went to Hao Jianjun's house.
The door was unlocked, she went straight in, the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom, the toilet...... Damn, his house is big.
According to the positioning navigation, she followed the red dot to find the location of the basement, found the cover, and lifted it.
The narrow and dimly lit staircase was revealed, and the first thing she heard was: "If you dare to kill me, I'll post all the photos"!
It's Hao Jianjun.
"Do you want to be like Fang Ruming? Xiaojiao, why aren't you well-behaved? I can only call you company. ”
Fang Ruming, the child who drowned in the reservoir.
She went down quickly, turned a corner, and saw that under the bright emergency lights, Xu Mingwei was cut off by Hao Jianjun's hands and pressed against the side of the bed, and his face had been crushed and deformed.
"Tribulus vine, attack!"
"Golden Vine, attack!"
"Bloodthirsty vine, attack!"
Her eyes were blood-red, three urgent orders were issued, and three black shadows suddenly burst out of the space.
Hao Jianjun didn't expect Xu Zishan to come in, his basement is very hidden and soundproof, and in the past few years, no one in the courtyard has found here.
Seeing Xu Zishan come in, he was taken aback: "How did you come in?" ”
Before the words fell, he felt his whole body wrapped, something suddenly burrowed into his mouth, bitter and astringent white juice drilled down his throat and into his stomach, his body was swept into the air, and a luxuriant vine wrapped him tightly in the wind.
He wanted to shout, but his mouth was gagged by the golden vine, and he could only let out a frightened whine.
Xu Mingwei was let go of his hands, he jumped up reflexively, and wanted to tear Hao Jianjun, his eyes were red.
Xu Zishan took his hand and didn't speak, pulling him out of the basement hard. Xu Mingwei stumbled all the way, but Xu Zishan firmly grasped his hand and did not let go for a moment.
She thought about asking Xu Mingwei to personally kill Hao Jianjun, but she couldn't, she couldn't let him get blood on his hands at a young age.
Climbing up the stairs, the mental power is directly operated, covering the floor, moving the wooden cabinet, and pressing the basement firmly, and the surname Hao has nothing to do with the outside world since then.
Before leaving Hao Jianjun's door, Xu Zishan gently stroked Xu Mingwei's hair and clenched his hand.
The 10-year-old boy's hands are about the same size as Xu Zishan's hands, very icy and wet, as if he has lost his body temperature, and his whole body is extremely cold.
Xu Zishan smiled at him: "Don't be afraid, raise your head and follow my sister steadily." ”
Exhaled, with a communicative smile on his face instantly, he walked out of Hao Jianjun's door with Xu Mingjiao.
"Uncle Hao, thank you, we're going back."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Hao."
In the summer, the house was hot and stuffy, everyone sat in the yard and fanned the fan to cool off, and they all heard the voices of Xu Zishan and Hao Jianjun saying goodbye.
Back in the room, Xu Yingjie also said, "Xiaoyi, have you brought back the photos?" ”
Xu Zishan didn't know what was going on at this moment, and suddenly became angry with Xu Yingjie and Shen Yaqin, since they can't take care of it, why are they so angry!
You can give so much love to Xu Ziyi (Xu Xiaoli), why can't you give more attention to your little brother?
It's been three years, Hao Jianjun is pretending again, there are always some clues, it is impossible for Xu Mingwei not to say something, why is he so stupid and not sensitive at all?
Sure enough, there must be something hateful about the wretched!
Suppressing the coldness in his heart, Xu Zishan said lightly: "I haven't sorted it out yet, he said that he would give it to us if it is done." ”
Accompanied Xu Mingwei to his room, Xu Zishan took a towel to wipe his face, he didn't say anything, his hands were still cold, and his blood-red eyes had turned black, black to the extreme, like a bottomless abyss.
Xu Zishan's heart was like a knife, his eyes were red, he held Xu Mingwei in his arms, patted his back, and tears fell in his hair.
said silently: "Don't be afraid, my sister is here." ”
She hugged Xu Mingxuan for a long time, Xu Mingxuan didn't speak, her body was stiff all the time, and then Xu Mingxuan got off the lamp and came back from self-study, Xu Zishan pushed Xu Mingxuan to the bed, took off his shoes, and covered him with sheets.
Went out.
She stood in front of her house, leaning against the doorframe, watching the people in the courtyard yawn and get ready for bed.
The original bright moonlight was gradually buried by the clouds, and the whole world fell into darkness.
Night, covering all sin.
It is a natural bunker for killing, it belongs to the assassins, it belongs to the killers.
"Clothesstealer!"
Clothes stealing grass immediately appeared.
"Go to Hao Jianjun's house and bring me the camera, photos, diaries, as long as it's a piece of paper."
The clothesstealer left the space in an instant and took the order.
She thought of the child who fell into the reservoir that everyone said, Fang Ruming, he was one year older than Xiao Xuan, with a very cute and sunny little face, and he had been dead for more than a year.
Hao Jianjun said just now, "Do you want to be the same as Fang Ruming?" Xiaojiao, why aren't you well-behaved? I can only call you companions", she knows, Fang Ruming, that child was killed by Hao Jianjun.
It's a pity that she can't shout and bring Hao Jianjun to justice, because she doesn't want outsiders to know what happened to her brother, and she doesn't want the poor child who is sleeping in Jiuquan to be talked about by the world.
Give a dog a bad name and hang him.
Since justice is powerless, let the demons save all beings!
Xu Zishan put out her spiritual power, she wanted to watch, watching Hao Jianjun being cleaned up by her three vines.
The Golden Devil Vine had smeared his mouth and body with poisonous juice, and he was itching to the point of howling wolves, and his teeth had bitten off his tongue, and somewhere he had already ripped it off by himself.
The devil's vine is very naughty, and the key position must be painted.
Tribulus Vine and Bloodthirsty Vine didn't move, only shaking their huge grimaces in front of Hao Jianjun's eyes.
Whether Hao Jianjun regrets it, or whether he treats Xu Zishan as a devil, no one knows, he will definitely not survive.
Let him itch for five hours, and then leave the rest to Tribulus Vine and Bloodthirsty Vine!
Clothesstealer quickly came back with a big bag.
Late at night, the whole world sank.
Xu Mingqi didn't sleep, and his two black eyes looked at the air vacantly.
Xu Zishan whispered to him: "Sleep well, tomorrow is a sunny day." ”