Ninth Special District

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the cottage door opened.

Tang Yuan suddenly sat up, and when he looked up, he saw a group of men, carrying a steel knife from the outside of the ice and snow, into the house.

Snow fluttering into the house, the leader's Yang Nan turned his head to look around the environment, cursing expressionlessly: "Xiaozhi this stupid dog, lying on the pavement for so long, it can make the two know how to cheat."

"You are ...!" Tang Yuan flicked the quilt open and instinctively grabbed the electric kettle on the bedside table.

"Boom!"

A young man rushed up, kicked his legs on Tang Yuan's chest and scolded: "Damn, did you move you?"

"Get well, don't move!"

"Head down!"

"...!"

The two held a knife on Tang Yuan's neck, and the two held his head.

Yang Nan held a knife in his right hand, grabbed a broken chair from the side with his left hand, and placed it next to the bed. After bending down to sit down, he asked, "What about the video taken at the Xile Palace?"

"Wh ... what video?" Tang Yuan asked with a trembling voice.

"Oh, what do you say?" Yang Nan asked with a smile.

Tang Yuan hesitated for a while, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Sell, someone will pay for this news, and I will do it."

Yang Nan raised her head and wiped the snowflakes on her short hair. She turned to look at a writing brush hanging on the bedside and said: "The pen writes everything in the world, a pair of eye-catching look at the world. Ha ha, are you still a literary youth?"

"Mixed ... mixed meals." Tang Yuan was terrified, his face pale, his legs trembled.

"This is a bit big." After evaluating the words on the wall, Yang Nan continued to rush to Tang Yuan with a knife in his hand. "Brother, I have always respected cultural people. You give me things back. I don't embarrass you." "

"I'm really sold."

"You treat me as a fool? If I can come, I already know that you are going to report the crime!"

"...!" Tang Yuan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists without replying.

"Yes." Yang Nan stared at Tang Yuan for a while, then suddenly changed his mouth and said, "We will talk about what you are shooting. In this way, you first call your associates and find an excuse to call him. Come to your house, will you? "

"Something sold, he left, went to Fengbei, he is also a writer running on the ground, not often in Songjiang." Tang Yuan swallowed and was so nervous that he dared not stare at Yang Nan.

"Don't you give me any face? Brother?" Yang Nan asked with a neck.

Tang Yuan was silent.

"Really not?"

"He did go ..."

"Poof!"

Before Tang Yuan's words were finished, Yang Nan stood up and cut Tang Yuan's face with a knife.

"what!"

Tang Yuan howled.

"Can you call?" Yang Nan asked, bowing his head.

"No!" After Tang Yuan got a knife, he stared at him stubbornly. "You guys, don't you have children in the future? Ah?"

"You educate me? Ah?" Yang Nan opened his position and shouted at Tang Yuan: "Come and hold him!"

"I!" Tang Yuan struggled to get up.

"The pen writes everything in the world, doesn't it? Then you don't have a hand, can you still write ?!" Yang Nan's eyes rolled round, raised his knife, and suddenly cut it off.

A few seconds later, Tang Yuan's heartbreaking cry spread throughout the room.

...

Zhao family in urban area.

Zhao Bao pursed his **** and was sleeping in bed with his head covered.

"Di Lingling!"

A ringing of the phone rang, he opened his eyes confusedly, reached for the phone and picked up: "Hello? Hmm? What are you saying ... are they still there? You wait, I ... I'll go right away!"

After finishing talking, Zhao Bao jumped up from the bed in a panic, reached out to pick up the clothes thrown on the ground and put it on.

Less than two minutes later, Zhao Bao dashed downstairs and stole the old Zhao's car key on the wall. He ran out of the house as soon as he smoked.

At this moment, the sky outside was still dark, and Zhao Bao stumbled into the garage, driving off-road, and headed straight for Tang Yuan's family.

On the road.

Zhao Bao held the steering wheel in his left hand and dialed the number of Tang Yuan twice with the phone in his right hand, but the latter did not answer. He looked down at the phone screen and forced himself to calm down, rummaging through the address book and dialed another person's number.

"Hello?" After a long time, a lazy voice rang on the phone.

...

Inside the large warehouse in Nanyang District.

Xiaozhi was kneeling on the ground with blood on his head, and he kept shaking his head in horror: "Brother, boss ... I was wrong, I was greedy for money, and I owe it to consideration."

Pei Deyong was smoking a cigarette and said with regret, "It doesn't matter if you are greedy for money, but what are you doing to me?"

"Boss, I didn't talk to them in the name of the company, really!" Xiao Zhi immediately explained: "I ... I surrendered, yes, I surrendered, and I said that Piggy's business was secretly done by me ... …! ”

"Do you know how many pairs of eyes are on me at Black Street now?" Pei Deyong's eyes were cold. "Everyone has been squatting outside the Zhicheng door for three or four days. You said that the piggy business is done by yourself? Who believes?" The videos are all made, what's the use of surrendering yourself now? "

Xiao Zhi was speechless.

"Get it for him." Pei Deyong waved his hand irritably.

"Boss, you see ..."

"Kang!"

The gun shot, before Xiaozhi's words were finished, the back of the head was smashed by a shot, and the whole person was lying on the concrete floor with dull eyes.

The four young men, wearing gloves and pulling Xiaozhi's twitching legs, dragged him away.

Pei Deyong extinguished the cigarette butts and commanded with a worried expression: "Call Yang Nan and you must understand the identity of these two reporters! Get the video materials back."

"Got it, boss!" The man next to him nodded.

"Dog stuff, no brains!" Pei Deyong scolded at Xiaozhi's body and got up and left.

...

The off-road vehicle galloped all the way, and soon arrived at Tang Yuan's residence.

Inside the alley, Yang Nan, who had just pretended to be gone, watched the car parked on the side of the road, and after seeing Zhao Bao rushing out of the car, he immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Catch him!"

After that, all the horses were going to carry the knife.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the sound of the siren suddenly reminded me that two patrol cars of the Black Street Superintendent were also parked on the roadside.

Yang Nan froze for a moment, then turned back and scolded: "Xiao Fang don't say they don't know other police officers?"

"Yes ... yeah." The brothers behind nodded.

The doors of the two patrol cars popped open, and seven or eight police officers pulled their guns and got out of the car.

"Shit." Yang Nan touched his head and turned to glance at Zhao Bao's car. The voice asked hoarsely: "The host has moved out."

"In the car." Ma Zi nodded.

"Go first!" Yang Nan quickly turned around and greeted everyone.

...

In the hospital.

Zhao Bao stumbled to the door of Tang Yuan's house and pushed open the false door.

In the room and on the bed, Tang Yuan was chopped off with one hand and smashed with a blunt device. His eyes were covered with blood.

Zhao Bao was stunned, standing at the door, staring at his friend in a daze for a moment, at a loss.

"... Little ... Little Treasure!" Tang Yuan shouted in a low voice.

"Boom!"

Zhao Bao banged on the door panel and rushed into the room in dismay, holding Tang Yuan in his hands and hugged: "I ... let's go to the hospital!"

"They cut me ... for information, to find you ... I ... I didn't betray you." Tang Yuan responded vaguely.

"I ... I sent you to the hospital!"

Zhao Bao didn't know where the strength came from. He lifted Tang Yuan with both hands and rushed out of the door.

Stepping on snowflakes all the way, bleeding all the way.

Zhao Bao rushed out of the hospital holding Tang Yuan, the gray sky also glowed, and the sun rose from the east.

Across the street, Qin Yu, who was called by Lin Nianlei, looked at Zhao Bao and Tang Yuan in astonishment, and stayed in a daze for a while.

Under the slowly rising sun, on the brightly lit street, Zhao Bao ran wildly, while lowering his head at Tang Yuan and said: "Hold on, we will go to the hospital immediately ... Tang Yuan! You **** open your eyes, I am like you friend……!"

Running, desperate, just like that song!

Maybe the world is like this

I'm still on the road

...

Looking down? Looking forward to the day

Accept all ridicule

Toward the wind? Embrace the rainbow

Go forward bravely

The light of dawn

Will cross the darkness

I can break all fear

Find the answer

Even if you want to go against the light

Dispel the darkness

Discard all the burden

No longer alone

No longer alone

Maybe the world is like this

I'm still on the road

...

On the slippery snow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhao Bao lost all his strength and fell on the road with one foot, holding him in his hands, shouting hysterically: "Tang Yuan!"

"Past, past, save people!" Qin Yu shouted as soon as he recovered.

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