Chapter 178 Edmund Dantes (forty-nine)

"I'm a little embarrassed. I have to follow the enemy's will and threaten partners who haven't had time to turn the enemy into a friend." Fei Du had a hard time articulating. Although the metal ring around his neck was not completely tightened, the familiar touch had already made him feel. It was difficult to breathe, and the voice seemed to tear with the throat at any time, "Director Zhang must want to open a dòng on my head now."

"The doctor said that I won't survive for three months, and death is just a belated destination for me." Fan Siyuan said to Zhang Chūnling, and pointed at Fei Du, "You can give me a bullet now, as long as you are willing to gamble. ——You will kill me faster, or I will kill him faster."

"I don't really want to die. After all, I'm not sick," Fei Du said. "So... Zhang Dong, did Zhang Dong contact you?"

This suggestive sentence successfully made Zhang Chunling's forehead jump blue veins - Zhang Donglai's mobile phone sent him a photo every minute, Zhang Donglai was tied up with five flowers, holding a huge countdown timer in his arms, the number on the timer It keeps dwindling, and there are only three minutes left on the latest photo.

This is Zhang chūnling’s site. He can easily remove the kerosene from the ground, clean up Fan Siyuan’s ambush, and he can beat their group into rotten watermelons with his hand. Holding Zhang Donglai in his hand, Zhang chūnling had little kinship since childhood, and his obsession with children and bloodline was engraved in his bones. Zhang Donglai, who was far away in a foreign country, was Zhang chūnling's life.

The three protagonists in the arena, plus an innocent scoundrel Zhang Donglai outside the arena, form a life-and-death circle, spanning a ten-hour time zone and a long ocean, perfectly stalemate.

Only time keeps falling.

"Of the four of us, it seems that one must die to break the balance. Who will die first?" Fan Siyuan looked at Zhang Chūnling with a mysterious smile, "You have the final say on your territory."

Xiao Haiyang, who was hiding in a corner, was already ready to rush out, but was stunned by this complicated "four-corner relationship", and he didn't know where to mix it up for a while.

Lang Qiao ran to the entrance of the secret passage in one breath, and was about to jump up when she suddenly remembered something. She paused and tapped twice at the mouth before showing her head. It was as if her broken cell phone was protecting her in the dark, Lang Qiao's sudden wit made a great contribution - just after knocking, someone outside answered, someone walking towards Dòng mouth, lowered his voice and asked: " What's wrong?"

Those three people just now really kept a lookout outside!

Lang Qiao let out a sigh of relief, and the moment the other party looked into the mouth, he suddenly threw out the handcuffs he was carrying as a nunchaku and wrapped it directly around the man's feet. Then she pulled hard, and the man screamed and lost his balance. Leaning back, he kicked Lang Qiao.

Lang Qiao shrank to dodge, and then quickly got out of the secret passage. But before her feet landed on the ground, a fierce wind suddenly blew in her ears. Lang Qiao subconsciously blocked her hands in front of her, and with a "slap" sound, a wooden stick came over and hit her small pair of small hands. on the arm.

Her arm went numb after a sharp pain, and she also let go of the gun - there is more than one lookout here!

At the same time, the one who was dragged down by her also got up, took out a knife and stabbed her.

This place was no smaller than a narrow secret passage, and she couldn't make a surprise attack. Lang Qiao suddenly fell into a passive state, and the handcuffs rolled away the opponent's knife, and he was hit with a stick on the shoulder. The stick hit her so hard that her internal organs were shaken three times, and she fell to her knees. Suddenly, through the weak light, she saw that the person who hit her with the stick had a gun in the waist.

If you have a gun, why do you need a knife and stick? Posing?

The reciters are basically concentrated underground. Who are they afraid of disturbing?

In the blink of an eye, Lang Qiao had a thought in his mind—she rolled into a ball on the ground, and rushed towards the gun she had just been knocked out. A stick with a thick arm came in an air strike and smashed into her lower back. Lang Qiao almost felt that he had been smashed into two pieces. The gangster with a knife followed closely and stabbed her: "Go to hell!"

At this moment, a beam of light from out of nowhere swept into this humble thatched hut. Both gangsters were taken aback. Lang Qiao took the opportunity to turn to the side, grabbed a handful of sand on the ground, and turned around. She slammed into the opponent's face, the stray blade was pinned to her sweater, the icy blade brushed against her skin, and the sweater of the twist needle was deformed. When she came across a matching gun, the other party smashed her head with a stick.

At the same time, Lang Qiao pulled the trigger, turned his head and fired two shots at the gangster's calf—

The sudden sound of gunfire in the forest at the foot of the mountain made Luo Wenzhou, who was searching the old factory building, look up.

At this time, the mobile phone in Zhang chūnling's pocket vibrated again, and there was a message prompt.

Zhang Chunling didn't have to look to know that there were still two minutes left on the countdown sign beside Zhang Donglai!

If no one can break the deadlock, Zhang Donglai will be the first to die!

Zhang chūnling was in a cold sweat.

"Zhang Chunling, you are full of evil, look at the vegetative person lying on the sick bed. When you and Fei Chengyu were together, did you ever think that one day we would meet in this kind of situation?"

Zhang chūnling: "Shut up...shut up!"

"As for Fei Chengyu, this man was originally a poor boy, his father was imprisoned for intentional murder since he was a child, and his family had no financial resources, so he relied on a good-hearted person to help him to survive. The only daughter - ah, I was wrong, he coveted not the stupid and useless woman, but the wealth of the family. The sponsor saw what was in the bones of this man who looked like a dog, and forbade his daughter I went with him and stopped supporting him... What will happen? Of course I don't need to say it, Fei Chengyu thought it was a "Wuthering Heights", I think it was actually "The Farmer and the Snake", I can say it Isn't that right, Mr. Fei?"

Fei Du's blood-fading lips curved slightly.

"You inherited everything from him, property, despicableness, and dirty means. If Zhang Dong decides to give up his precious son, I can only give up your bargaining chip, but you don't seem to have killed anyone yet, so for fairness , I'm willing to give you a little favor...how about a choice?"

Fei Du's eyes fell on the metal ring around his neck—this metal ring was so familiar, so unfamiliar.

When he was very young, the other end was a simple ring, which forced him to tighten his fingers in the suffocation and grab the necks of those small animals.

Later, the metal ring began to connect to a complex device, the other end was buckled around the person's neck, and there was a small grip ring in the middle. As long as he squeezed it subconsciously, he could look at the panicked and suffocated face of the other person... in one breath.

This is a torture tool invented by Fei Chengyu himself, full of vicious imagination.

Now, the other end of his great invention, the metal ring, is buckled around his own neck.

"Dong Zhang is still quite undecided - Mr. Fei, let's play a game to pass the time while we wait for him. Do you think you want to die by yourself, or if you have revenge or revenge, let Fei Chengyu Die for you first?"

His voice fell, and a man under his command immediately stepped forward, grabbed the metal ring around Fei Du's neck, and lifted him up.

Fei Du had no room for resistance at all. He was dragged up by others, as if the ever-dispensable peace finally disappeared from his face, and he coughed in anticipation. Xiao Haiyang couldn't bear it any longer, he wiped the cold sweat from his palms on his trousers, picked up the pistol and rushed out, shouting at the top of his voice, "Don't move, police!"

The word "cha" of "police" broke in the middle, and the door was stabbed to the roof of the basement. Under the watchful eyes of all the gunmen who were eyeing them, they turned their heads together and silently looked at the four-eyed young man who got into the mouth of the secret passage. ——The young man's calf was trembling, and his trouser legs were so shivering that there was no wind, and halfway through "Don't move", he remembered the safety lock and forgot to open it again, and he was in a hurry again, just like a joke.

In an instant, even Fei Du's face slid a horrible expression.

Xiao Haiyang was unaware of his embarrassing situation, and reluctantly finished his lines, shouting, "You are under arrest! Put down your guns! Raise your hands!"

...but no one paid him any attention.

"Mr. Fan, let me break this 'balance'." Fei Du's eyes flashed. When everyone was distracted, he seized the opportunity to speak. Although he called "Mr. Fan", he turned to The woman named "Ruobing" said, "Before Zhu Feng and Yang Xin were arrested, a taxi driver approached me, claiming to be yours. He was very imprudent, and was easily embroidered and asked the police to follow him. He caught Yang Xin and the others, did you do it on purpose?"

The woman beside Fan Siyuan stayed for a while, and then loosened the backrest of the wheelchair as if her hands had been burned.

"Fu Jiahui bào dew, Yang Xin is useless. Letting her escape will only disturb the police's vision and give Zhang chūnling a chance for them, so you deliberately put her with Zhu Feng, an important clue..."

But Ruo Bing realized something from his voice, took a small step back, and shook his head in disbelief.

Fan Siyuan roared at the man who was stuck with the metal ring switch: "What are you staring at?!"

"...bào exposed, but gave them misleading warnings and weapons, because..."

Fei Du's voice came to an abrupt end as the metal ring tightened, the boundless darkness swept over everything with the familiar feeling of suffocation, and the memory opened its mouth wide at him. The basement, the icy corpse, the bloody fur, the woman's scream... exploded, and the man who had tied his neck with a metal ring cut the rope that bound his hand. Instinctively reach out and grab it.

At the same time, Ruo Bing understood what Fei Du had said before he had time to speak—

because……

Because Fan Siyuan knew about these marionettes under his command, that they were all carved from wood soaked in venom, and that they were unforgivable. He also never believed that Fei Du was as innocent as he appeared at the beginning, and he was sure that he would target the warehouse where Yang Xin and the others were hiding. At that time, there will definitely be a conflict between the two sides, illegally holding a gun and hurting people, and the police will be alerted 100%.

However, something went wrong, Fei Du actually held his breath, restrained himself from acting rashly, and let the police find the warehouse first.

Xiao Haiyang's mind went blank in a hurry, and he turned his gun and pointed at Fan Siyuan: "Let him go!"

There was a buzzing sound in Zhang chūnling's mind, and he could hear another meaning in the three words between this scene and Fei Du - Fan Siyuan deliberately revealed to Fei Du the warehouse where Yang Xin and Zhu Feng were hiding. , but the person Fei Du was supposed to be eyeing fell into the hands of the police inexplicably.

And when they were chasing and killing Zhou Huaijin, who had secretly colluded with Fei Du, the police arrived at an unusually fast pace.

Fei Du could easily obtain the internal information of the police. Apart from the fact that the police were fooled around by him, it was also possible that...

Looking at the little four-eyed self-proclaimed "policeman" in front of him, what else did Zhang chūnling not understand?

Fei Du's fishing situation is clearly not without his fèng, but Zhang Chūnling and Fan Siyuan are confused because of their son's concern, and the other is preconceived earlier and decided that Fei Du is not a good person. No response!

"You asked me to choose how to untie this ring?" Zhang chūnling's expression changed in an instant, and before everyone expected it, he raised the muzzle, sneered, and shot Fei Du.

The balance is broken!

The men beside Fei Du who had originally held him subconsciously tugged them, and the bullet rubbed Fei Du's shoulder and landed on Fei Chengyu's feet. He started a fire with Fan Siyuan's people.

Xiao Haiyang's hair stood on end, and he rushed towards Fei Du in confusion.

At this moment, Ruo Bing retreated to the corner and suddenly shouted: "He put a bomb on the sick bed, and the grip ring will attract..."

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet hit her, and the woman groaned and fell straight down.

The woman's voice exploded in everyone's ears. Fan Siyuan glanced at Fei Du—the fatal metal ring was pinched by Fei Du, but he didn’t know what was wrong. He would rather have his neck snapped than hold it down, and the only remaining consciousness supported him with a vague Looking at Fan Siyuan, he squeezed out a smile as if he was examining something.

As soon as the word "bomb" was uttered, Zhang chūnling was terrified, and a few of his subordinates rushed up without thinking, trying to cover him from running out in the mad dog-like counterattack of Fan Siyuan and the others. At the same time, Zhang chūnling again A shot was fired at Fei Du, who was holding the ring in his hand.

Xiao Haiyang gave a loud cry, grabbed Fei Chengyu's sick body, and threw himself on Fei Du's body, dragging him under the sick body. He threw something out of his pocket along with the gun. At the same time, Fan Siyuan didn't know. Where did the strength come from, he pushed the wheelchair away, and under the cover of the corpses of his subordinates, he was like a crawling monster, shooting close to Fei Du and the others.

Suddenly, Zhang chūnling, who had already retreated to the entrance of the secret passage, suddenly heard his subordinates scream in panic: "Zhang Dong, there is..."

Zhang chūnling didn't have time to look back when the gunshots sounded, and there was a sharp pain in his hand holding the gun - a bullet pierced his palm accurately.

This time for the real thing—

"Police, don't move!"

Fan Siyuan recklessly raised his gun towards Xiao Haiyang who was protecting Fei Du: "Press it! You press it! Fei Chengyu used this thing to train you to strangle your mother's throat countless times! Did you forget? Don't you want to kill your father in your dreams? Ah!"