Three days are not enough, you must fuck for five days!
Han Yuliang leaned against the corner of the house, and after Shanshan, who was so worried that Yi Linling asked for help, said that he was safe through the window, he gritted his teeth and squeezed away the pottery fragments in the flesh, while changing his previous decision.
After calculating, Zhang Yingwei pointed and pointed his back and gave him some advice and injured him and was hospitalized, and almost gave his life to Lu Xueqian. It was the Thousand-faced female killer named Sae Ogihara and Nagaya.
If the female kidnapper was also her this time, even the time he was shot by a sniper on a rainy night, almost all the injuries he suffered from a certain level after he arrived in this world were directly and indirectly thanks to her.
No, at least ten days!
Han Yuliang thrust his waist angrily, squeezed out the last piece of broken pottery that was inserted into his muscles, poked twice to stop the bleeding, and left the room swayingly, looking into the room along the corridor that he had just rushed past.
There was no big sheep, only the mechanisms triggered by him, mocking him coldly.
The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. Han Yuliang cleaned the other side, threw several flower pots outside the window and exploded, and returned to the entrance. After thinking about it, he still couldn't help but kick the row of guns in the first trap and the stools placed to the ground.
drop.
A light sound.
Fuck!
Han Yuliang hurriedly retreated and, in order to prevent being affected by shrapnel, he jumped into the opposite house in one breath.
Unexpectedly, as soon as it landed, the ceiling light on the ceiling above my head exploded...
Han Xiaozhei, are you still alive?Why did it explode again?
Han Yuliang looked down at the dense fragments of lampshade on his arm. If these things were replaced by his scalp, he would have to shave them baldly. The veins on his forehead couldn't help but bulge and gritted his teeth and said: I'm still alive, the power of explosives is not very strong.I feel like I'm being fooled...
Yi Linling was very happy to see him being defeated and said with a smile: It’s the game, isn’t that the way it is.Come on, pass the level early.
When Han Yuliang walked into the upper stairs, he felt a little strange.
Those traps have indeed reached a fatal level, and it is more than enough to die seven or eight of them against ordinary detectives.
But if the person who was assigned was Yongye, she should know that her strength was almost as strong as a superhero. Although she was not as exaggerated as the big man who seemed to have cheated on his wife for 10,000 times, she must be stronger than those who rely on iron armor, shield, Ah magic, Ah defense bullets.
Why didn't she increase her intensity?
If you can arrange a row of lightweight ones, of course you can change to a fierce pistol with zombies in the game.
Small grenades can be buried in the flower pot, and of course they can also be stuffed into the remotely controlled plastic bomb.
Not to mention the design of the ceiling light, it can be calculated as the distance from his retreat with light skills. There are several big bombs on the ceiling, and the entire building can be blown up...
He patted his head and laughed at himself, thinking too much. The industrial and agricultural areas around Huajing could not get so many powerful weapons. If he was not careful, the Special Security Bureau would probably mobilize people to encircle them.
How could he think that the other party was merciless? It was so stupid. He shook his head and turned to the second floor.
Once a person is suspicious, he will easily fall into strange entanglements.
Seeing the almost identical pattern in the corridor, Han Yuliang fell into deep thought.
According to normal thinking, the kidnapper should not set up the same trap, but would make a new round of layout based on the premise that he referred to the previous traps for investigation.
But what if the other party is sure of his guess?
What if she was sure he would guess that she had expected him to guess?
just in case……
No, no, my mind is tied.
He sat down against the wall, rested for a while, and woke up the spirit.
If the other party’s trap is a guide chain, then it is most important not to be led by the nose.
The best countermeasure is to do your own thing.
He smiled, slapped his thighs, stood up, strode along the corridor to the end of one side, smashed the windows, threw the flower pots one by one and broke them, and broke them, and didn't go to see if there was anything, but turned around and ran again, splitting the doors on both sides.
The door lock has no mechanism.
Huh, he breathed a little relieved and turned around to check the rooms one by one.
Most of them are nothing special, there are only some old office utensils with dust. You can tell if you don’t need to go in after looking at the soil layer on the floor.
Only one room, a metal box the size of a fist is placed near the window.
But that box couldn't hold the big sheep.
He glanced at it, left without looking back, and headed to the other corridor.
This time, after just a few steps, he found a transparent thin line, crossing the handles of the two doors like a trippy rope.
Even if you don’t encounter this time, you can’t skip the steps to open the door.
Han Yuliang observed and found that although the wire connected the two door handles, it was not knotted, and it didn't even wrap around. After just a moment, he turned down into the crack of the door.
I squatted down and looked at the crack in the door. The wooden board was quite rough, with thin threads hooked on it, and the friction was quite strong. If the thread was not strong enough and it was worn out when it was finally tightened, it would become a joke.
I reached out and touched it. The line was quite strong. I played it gently and it sounded like a string.
He held his chin and pondered for a moment, stretched his palm against the door panel, and slowly explored the other side.
The further the distance, the blurry the effect of true qi, but he believed that if there were traps, he would never be too far away from the door.
Such a strong line is difficult to break. If you rush over, you will probably be cut in half. I believe that the mechanism used for attack is behind the doors on both sides, and the person is stopped and then triggered.
Sure enough, when he was about five inches outside, Han Yuliang found something hanging in the air square. It was difficult to tell what it was, but he thought it would not be a good object.
If it is triggered by a violent shock, it will be easy. He carefully cut off the line capacity at the side of the side, and then tied the shorter end to the door handle to stabilize the things tied to the thread.
Then, he tightened the longer section, first used his palm to break the door lock, and then slowly opened it, constantly lowering the line to ensure that the height of the other end was almost unchanged.
He was too focused and he felt a layer of oil sweat on his forehead.
When the door was about to open, he stepped on it, replaced the effect of the door crack, opened the door completely, and looked in.
As he expected, the thin thread passed through a shelf inside, and a dark suitcase was hung through the pulley.
The box is quite substantial. If it weren't for the fact that the capacity was really too small, he would have thought that the big sheep was actually loaded inside.
Han Yuliang reached out and pulled the other side of the pulley, lifted the box firmly, and slowly put it on the palm of his hand to explore it.
Unexpectedly, the inside was in a mess, and I don’t know what was installed. Many of them were still solid, and the true qi could not detect any direction.
Without a vein, since there is no connection change, is it... a box of rotten stones?
He was puzzled and slowly put down the box, broke the password lock, and then repeatedly checked that the result was correct, so he slowly opened the lid.
There is no stone inside.
It is a waste metal of different sizes and shapes.
There was also a piece of paper on the lid, and there was a cartoon portrait of a woman wearing sunglasses. She compared her scissors hand, and a square sentence was written next to it.
No need to worry about it, this trap captures your time.It's been delayed for a long time, right?Is it particularly nervous and exciting?I wish you a good time.The kidnappers waiting for you.
If it weren't for the first floor's past, Han Yuliang really wanted to smash the box with one palm.
What's worse is that behind this door is a fake trap, which does not mean behind another door.
He didn't dare to take risks, so he could only patiently spend about the same time, open the opposite door, put down the box, explore and open it, and stare blankly at a box of rotten iron lumps and the same calligraphy and paintings.
There was really no woman who played tricks on him like this. When he left the house, he couldn't help laughing.
Ten days are not enough. If you really have the opportunity to catch this woman, he can consider locking her up for the rest of his life.
As expected, no one was found on the second floor.
It seems that only the third floor is left.
But Han Yuliang intuitively believed that there was no such thing as the third floor.
Unfortunately, this kind of intuition doesn't matter. If he doesn't see it with his own eyes, he will not refuse, and Shanshan will not even bother to say that Chunying is willing.
Moreover, he was also very curious about what other tricks could the kidnappers on the third floor play.
The third floor is no longer a symmetrical layout. After climbing the stairs, there are conference rooms and dining rooms on the left, and several offices with much larger sizes on the right. It is estimated that the leaders of this building should be here back then.
The restaurant has a double door, and the chain locks are locked, and the lock heads are already rusted.
But when he came, Han Yuliang still pulled it apart and pushed the door open and walked in for a walk.
The door of the conference room was not abnormal, but after opening it, I don’t know if it was a meeting to play the PPT before the abandonment. The curtains were all pulled, and the inside was so dark.
He put his hand on the light switch, then felt a stern in his heart, turned his head and looked carefully, and sure enough, there were signs of passiveness on the wall.
He slowly took his hand away, but didn't press it down, and strode to the window and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.
Just as the rusty curtain rod was rubbed with rings, Han Yuliang felt the murderous aura appearing in the distance.
He immediately stepped out of the wall, flew behind him, and rolled into rows of chairs on the spot.
Nothing happened.
But he was sure that the moment the curtain was opened, there was definitely someone aiming at him with murderous intent, but for some reason he didn't shoot.
He hesitated for a moment, quickly climbed to the window where the curtains were opened, and carefully poked his head out of the corner where the glass was not too dirty, looking into the distance.
murderous look!
He immediately retracted. Although he didn't see the other party's specific position, he could already guess that he was on a tree at the same height as the conference room.
It's very far away, probably two or three hundred feet.
If you shoot with a sniper rifle at that distance, the bullets will penetrate the person before you can hear the sound.
After a stalemate for a while, Han Yuliang suddenly woke up and said, "Ah, I'm here to play the game of finding people, why are you competing with the sniper?"
As soon as his thoughts changed, he hurriedly looked at the conference room.
The light from a window was enough. After confirming that there was no big sheep, he hurriedly left through the back door.
He knew that the sniper outside was probably Yong Ye.
But the opponent's position was chosen so good that even if he jumped down and used all his strength to rush over, the probability of avoiding all the bullets was really not high.
How did that woman make a sound from the speaker here from such a distance?
With this doubt, Han Yuliang carefully searched the last few rooms.
He did not find the big sheep, but found the answer.
The two microphones leading to different speakers inside were on, one with a mini player next to it, and a low-pitched respite played heavy breathing.
Next to the other, there is a radio intercom.
Han Yuliang walked over with anger and picked it up, are you Yongye?
After a brief noise of the signal, a soft voice that had never changed came: Is this important?I thought you would ask Yang Mingda where he was first.
I always ask myself what I want to know first.
For someone like me, code names don't matter.
Then, are you the female killer in Pluto who has always been against me?Are you always satisfied with this question?
Satisfied, but I have no obligation to answer you.Unless, you exchange it for some reasonable price.
for example?
Where did you come from?
It seems there is nothing to talk about.I'm not interested in answering your question, unless you become my woman.
If you are referring to sexual intercourse at the physical level, I can consider it.But I need to make sure you won't break the agreement before you can have sex with you.
Tsk, it's so fast to promise.
No, I mean not as simple as having love once or twice, but you, becoming, mine.Only my own people can trust me.
I am not a sex slave, there is no possession contract, and I can't think of how to be yours.
Which organization do you belong to now?
I have no obligation to answer.
When you belong to me like an organization, I will tell you what you want to know.
Silence there.
Is there anything to talk about?Han Yuliang asked afterwards.
Can be discussed.The kidnapper replied unexpectedly that if you can provide stable, high-paid missions, weapons, funds, props and other things required, and don't mind that I am affiliated with two killer brokerage lines at the same time, I can consider listing you as one of the mission providers.
Just to satisfy your curiosity?
Not only that, but I won't answer you for more reasons.You just need to consider whether the transaction is reasonable.
Forget it, where is Yang Mingda?
Mr. Han, I think I can talk about the transaction just now. I am a very beautiful woman. I am willing to use the subsequent special rights as a bargaining chip. My body can only serve you and the needs of the task.Please believe that my skills and abilities are more addictive to men with normal sexual function than drugs. I can only use my hands to make you more satisfied than a woman who holds an average person.
I'm really interested in you, but I have nothing to say about my past.You are so interested in me, don’t you know that I have lost my memory?
Mr. Han, that kind of trick can't deceive professionals.Your various manifestations are not like an amnesia patient, and your claimed traumatic amnesia cannot find the corresponding scar in the hospital records.You have not lost your memory, you are very clear about your past.I really want to know what kind of secret that can make a lustful man like you completely uninterested in the deal I proposed.
A lustful man can't have a hard cock just by listening to this kind of intercom.Miss, I have never seen you, nor do I know who you are, nor do I know your figure or facial features. I am tempted by you... Do I look like a male dog in love?
Mr. Han, do you still remember the night you had dinner with Mr. Zhang San?
Remember.
There were eight very beautiful women that night, you looked at them carefully.
yes.
I'm in it.That's my figure.As for faces, as long as you give me photos, materials and time, I can become any woman you want.I am also very confident in my true self and will not disappoint you.
You speak like an automatic reading in an e-book software, and I feel like I have a big head when I hear it.
Mr. Han, if you have special needs for moaning, I can perform any of the things you want.
Even if I say my past, you can't verify the authenticity.Will definitely deny it in the end.Han Yuliang looked at the sky with a slightly melancholy look on his face. Just think I am a man who has no past.
Everyone has a past.You can't be born as old as you are now.Well, since you persist, I will wait for a more suitable opportunity to talk to you.I hope you will change your mind then.In addition, I am very, very interested in your ability to detect murderous intent. If you are willing to share this secret with me, I can pay a higher price than the transaction just now.
How high is it?
If I can also have that ability through training, then I can make you my only killer agent and only accept the tasks you arrange.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but laugh and said: I don't have so many people to kill.If so, I don't need to entrust others.
Mr. Han, you are a detective, but you have not solved the case yet. You worked as a bodyguard, found a dog, and played a lewd game with the client.Detectives can not solve the case, so why can kill people only?For example, in addition to sending people to hell, I am also very good at sending men to heaven.
He always felt that he would be secretly entangled by this female killer in the future. Han Yuliang sighed. If he wanted to practice this, he would have to work hard for at least ten years.Do you have this time?
This is not unacceptable.This ability is so important to the profession of killer.Ten years...the years have been shorter than my sexual skills, so there is no big problem.
Who is your master?Han Yuliang was very curious.
Sorry, this cannot be answered.
What about changing the answer that cannot be answered by ban?All of them can have multiple oral habits.
Unexpectedly, the killer could also take it. He thought Yi Linling knew more about the topic, so he immediately changed to Japanese language and said very standard animated lines, and the matter was prohibited.
No, no, the more you talk, the more you get more and more interested. Don’t really say something that you’re trapped after being trapped. Han Yuliang frowned and said: It’s almost done, tell me the location of the big sheep. This game is about to end.I searched all the rooms but didn't see him.
I won’t cheat, the rules of the game have not changed, and the conditions for victory must exist.You haven't searched all the rooms yet.The kidnappers calmly replied that no building in the last era would be as simple as its appearance.The game is not over.
He left the walkie-talkie to his waist. It seems that there is still a secret room in this ghost place?
There was no reply there, and it seemed that I didn't plan to continue talking to him.
He searched again floor after layer, returned to the first floor, and simply went out through the gate and asked loudly: Xiao Ling'er, where is the secret room of such an old building usually located?I've looked for all the rooms on the open.
Shanshan looked at his blood, gasped in a cold breath, and lifted his legs and was about to run over.
Yi Linling pulled her back and turned her thumb back and made a contemptuous gesture to Han Yuliang.
Eh?Why am I doing you?
Yi Linling rolled her eyes, I mean underground Ah, stupid!
Bah, you definitely want to take the opportunity to despise me.Han Yuliang said disdainfully, otherwise which finger you can't use?
Yi Linling stared at him, changed to the middle finger and compared it again, and quickly found the person and went back to apply medicine.
I didn't see a secret passage Ah.
Yi Linling frowned and thought for a while, and said: There must be an emergency evacuation switch in the office that can control the alarm horn. If you find it, you can open the shelter entrance.I heard that when there is a storm during the great disaster, I will hide underground, and it will definitely not be too difficult to find.
Han Yuliang waved his hand and got it.Thanks.
How come I got up, how could I get up? When I returned to the previous room, the walkie-talkie rang again.
Mr. Han, I suggest to you again that we can make very good deals.I can help you a lot, and what I want is hardly a loss to you.
Han Yuliang took out the intercom and put it on the table, looking for a place that might be an emergency button, and replied casually: I won’t talk to a woman I can’t even meet.
So, what if I arrange it and meet you?
Then let’s talk about it when we meet.I am very happy because I have multiple friends and multiple roads. You don’t always cause trouble for me.
Of course, it's all about catching one's meal a day... no, it's going to happen after dozens of meals.
Well, the game is about to end, and I look forward to meeting you next time.See you again.
Having no interest in saying goodbye, Han Yuliang knew that she was going to retreat, and his attention had long been placed on a red button under the table covered with a gray plastic shell.
At first glance, it looks like a mushroom cloud can fly out with just a click in the movie.
However, this is just a farmer's station. A place where agricultural products are distributed during disasters will not have the kind of terrible weapons that existed before the third war.
He looked at the obvious passive marks on the lid, opened them decisively, and poked them with one finger.
After a few seconds of concentration, nothing happened. Just a file cabinet next to it made a harsh sound, sliding open to the side, revealing a small door that was wide for a person.
Looking down, there was a vertical ladder nailed into the wall, but there was a steel cable in the middle, with a foot on it. It seemed that there was no need to move slowly when going down.
Han Yuliang didn't believe that the female killer had gone down there. He observed a little, jumped up, pressed against the wall with both hands, leaned against his own light skills, and landed straight to the bottom.
The bottom door has been opened, and there is a long and narrow corridor inside, with many similar doors arranged. It seems that all rooms have emergency passages to the underground.
The lights inside were mostly broken, and most of the rest were still flashing, looking like the scene of a ghost film shooting.
Han Yuliang frowned and rubbed his arms, and decided to press Shanshan on the bed and fuck him a few more times after he went back to repay the trouble caused to him by the big sheep.
It is very reasonable for the husband to follow the wife and the husband to repay the debts.
There is a door in the middle of the corridor, which is now open, revealing a spacious staircase leading to an unknown depth of underground.
The surrounding temperature was even lower, and Han Yuliang couldn't help but resisted his luck and ran down one step at a time of ten.
There were countless turns, and the depth had already exceeded the three-story high. Han Yuliang was amazed and lost his patience. The entrance to the passage finally appeared in front of him.
It was a fork road when he entered, but on one side he had been completely blocked by the collapsed earth and rocks. A piece of bone that looked like a beast's claws stretched out from the cracks, but it was extremely large. He couldn't help but approach and gesture. When this thing was still alive, he was afraid that it would be as big as two black bears, with sharp claws... How could there be such a big beast?
Fortunately, judging from the appearance of the bone, I have been dead for at least ten years. I guess it was here with the end of the catastrophe.
He turned around and ran to the other end, turned the first turn, and saw Yang Mingda.
He was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, tied up like a big rice dumpling, and fell on the other side of the collapse. It seemed that he had fainted for a long time...
Han Yuliang leaned against the corner of the house, and after Shanshan, who was so worried that Yi Linling asked for help, said that he was safe through the window, he gritted his teeth and squeezed away the pottery fragments in the flesh, while changing his previous decision.
After calculating, Zhang Yingwei pointed and pointed his back and gave him some advice and injured him and was hospitalized, and almost gave his life to Lu Xueqian. It was the Thousand-faced female killer named Sae Ogihara and Nagaya.
If the female kidnapper was also her this time, even the time he was shot by a sniper on a rainy night, almost all the injuries he suffered from a certain level after he arrived in this world were directly and indirectly thanks to her.
No, at least ten days!
Han Yuliang thrust his waist angrily, squeezed out the last piece of broken pottery that was inserted into his muscles, poked twice to stop the bleeding, and left the room swayingly, looking into the room along the corridor that he had just rushed past.
There was no big sheep, only the mechanisms triggered by him, mocking him coldly.
The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. Han Yuliang cleaned the other side, threw several flower pots outside the window and exploded, and returned to the entrance. After thinking about it, he still couldn't help but kick the row of guns in the first trap and the stools placed to the ground.
drop.
A light sound.
Fuck!
Han Yuliang hurriedly retreated and, in order to prevent being affected by shrapnel, he jumped into the opposite house in one breath.
Unexpectedly, as soon as it landed, the ceiling light on the ceiling above my head exploded...
Han Xiaozhei, are you still alive?Why did it explode again?
Han Yuliang looked down at the dense fragments of lampshade on his arm. If these things were replaced by his scalp, he would have to shave them baldly. The veins on his forehead couldn't help but bulge and gritted his teeth and said: I'm still alive, the power of explosives is not very strong.I feel like I'm being fooled...
Yi Linling was very happy to see him being defeated and said with a smile: It’s the game, isn’t that the way it is.Come on, pass the level early.
When Han Yuliang walked into the upper stairs, he felt a little strange.
Those traps have indeed reached a fatal level, and it is more than enough to die seven or eight of them against ordinary detectives.
But if the person who was assigned was Yongye, she should know that her strength was almost as strong as a superhero. Although she was not as exaggerated as the big man who seemed to have cheated on his wife for 10,000 times, she must be stronger than those who rely on iron armor, shield, Ah magic, Ah defense bullets.
Why didn't she increase her intensity?
If you can arrange a row of lightweight ones, of course you can change to a fierce pistol with zombies in the game.
Small grenades can be buried in the flower pot, and of course they can also be stuffed into the remotely controlled plastic bomb.
Not to mention the design of the ceiling light, it can be calculated as the distance from his retreat with light skills. There are several big bombs on the ceiling, and the entire building can be blown up...
He patted his head and laughed at himself, thinking too much. The industrial and agricultural areas around Huajing could not get so many powerful weapons. If he was not careful, the Special Security Bureau would probably mobilize people to encircle them.
How could he think that the other party was merciless? It was so stupid. He shook his head and turned to the second floor.
Once a person is suspicious, he will easily fall into strange entanglements.
Seeing the almost identical pattern in the corridor, Han Yuliang fell into deep thought.
According to normal thinking, the kidnapper should not set up the same trap, but would make a new round of layout based on the premise that he referred to the previous traps for investigation.
But what if the other party is sure of his guess?
What if she was sure he would guess that she had expected him to guess?
just in case……
No, no, my mind is tied.
He sat down against the wall, rested for a while, and woke up the spirit.
If the other party’s trap is a guide chain, then it is most important not to be led by the nose.
The best countermeasure is to do your own thing.
He smiled, slapped his thighs, stood up, strode along the corridor to the end of one side, smashed the windows, threw the flower pots one by one and broke them, and broke them, and didn't go to see if there was anything, but turned around and ran again, splitting the doors on both sides.
The door lock has no mechanism.
Huh, he breathed a little relieved and turned around to check the rooms one by one.
Most of them are nothing special, there are only some old office utensils with dust. You can tell if you don’t need to go in after looking at the soil layer on the floor.
Only one room, a metal box the size of a fist is placed near the window.
But that box couldn't hold the big sheep.
He glanced at it, left without looking back, and headed to the other corridor.
This time, after just a few steps, he found a transparent thin line, crossing the handles of the two doors like a trippy rope.
Even if you don’t encounter this time, you can’t skip the steps to open the door.
Han Yuliang observed and found that although the wire connected the two door handles, it was not knotted, and it didn't even wrap around. After just a moment, he turned down into the crack of the door.
I squatted down and looked at the crack in the door. The wooden board was quite rough, with thin threads hooked on it, and the friction was quite strong. If the thread was not strong enough and it was worn out when it was finally tightened, it would become a joke.
I reached out and touched it. The line was quite strong. I played it gently and it sounded like a string.
He held his chin and pondered for a moment, stretched his palm against the door panel, and slowly explored the other side.
The further the distance, the blurry the effect of true qi, but he believed that if there were traps, he would never be too far away from the door.
Such a strong line is difficult to break. If you rush over, you will probably be cut in half. I believe that the mechanism used for attack is behind the doors on both sides, and the person is stopped and then triggered.
Sure enough, when he was about five inches outside, Han Yuliang found something hanging in the air square. It was difficult to tell what it was, but he thought it would not be a good object.
If it is triggered by a violent shock, it will be easy. He carefully cut off the line capacity at the side of the side, and then tied the shorter end to the door handle to stabilize the things tied to the thread.
Then, he tightened the longer section, first used his palm to break the door lock, and then slowly opened it, constantly lowering the line to ensure that the height of the other end was almost unchanged.
He was too focused and he felt a layer of oil sweat on his forehead.
When the door was about to open, he stepped on it, replaced the effect of the door crack, opened the door completely, and looked in.
As he expected, the thin thread passed through a shelf inside, and a dark suitcase was hung through the pulley.
The box is quite substantial. If it weren't for the fact that the capacity was really too small, he would have thought that the big sheep was actually loaded inside.
Han Yuliang reached out and pulled the other side of the pulley, lifted the box firmly, and slowly put it on the palm of his hand to explore it.
Unexpectedly, the inside was in a mess, and I don’t know what was installed. Many of them were still solid, and the true qi could not detect any direction.
Without a vein, since there is no connection change, is it... a box of rotten stones?
He was puzzled and slowly put down the box, broke the password lock, and then repeatedly checked that the result was correct, so he slowly opened the lid.
There is no stone inside.
It is a waste metal of different sizes and shapes.
There was also a piece of paper on the lid, and there was a cartoon portrait of a woman wearing sunglasses. She compared her scissors hand, and a square sentence was written next to it.
No need to worry about it, this trap captures your time.It's been delayed for a long time, right?Is it particularly nervous and exciting?I wish you a good time.The kidnappers waiting for you.
If it weren't for the first floor's past, Han Yuliang really wanted to smash the box with one palm.
What's worse is that behind this door is a fake trap, which does not mean behind another door.
He didn't dare to take risks, so he could only patiently spend about the same time, open the opposite door, put down the box, explore and open it, and stare blankly at a box of rotten iron lumps and the same calligraphy and paintings.
There was really no woman who played tricks on him like this. When he left the house, he couldn't help laughing.
Ten days are not enough. If you really have the opportunity to catch this woman, he can consider locking her up for the rest of his life.
As expected, no one was found on the second floor.
It seems that only the third floor is left.
But Han Yuliang intuitively believed that there was no such thing as the third floor.
Unfortunately, this kind of intuition doesn't matter. If he doesn't see it with his own eyes, he will not refuse, and Shanshan will not even bother to say that Chunying is willing.
Moreover, he was also very curious about what other tricks could the kidnappers on the third floor play.
The third floor is no longer a symmetrical layout. After climbing the stairs, there are conference rooms and dining rooms on the left, and several offices with much larger sizes on the right. It is estimated that the leaders of this building should be here back then.
The restaurant has a double door, and the chain locks are locked, and the lock heads are already rusted.
But when he came, Han Yuliang still pulled it apart and pushed the door open and walked in for a walk.
The door of the conference room was not abnormal, but after opening it, I don’t know if it was a meeting to play the PPT before the abandonment. The curtains were all pulled, and the inside was so dark.
He put his hand on the light switch, then felt a stern in his heart, turned his head and looked carefully, and sure enough, there were signs of passiveness on the wall.
He slowly took his hand away, but didn't press it down, and strode to the window and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.
Just as the rusty curtain rod was rubbed with rings, Han Yuliang felt the murderous aura appearing in the distance.
He immediately stepped out of the wall, flew behind him, and rolled into rows of chairs on the spot.
Nothing happened.
But he was sure that the moment the curtain was opened, there was definitely someone aiming at him with murderous intent, but for some reason he didn't shoot.
He hesitated for a moment, quickly climbed to the window where the curtains were opened, and carefully poked his head out of the corner where the glass was not too dirty, looking into the distance.
murderous look!
He immediately retracted. Although he didn't see the other party's specific position, he could already guess that he was on a tree at the same height as the conference room.
It's very far away, probably two or three hundred feet.
If you shoot with a sniper rifle at that distance, the bullets will penetrate the person before you can hear the sound.
After a stalemate for a while, Han Yuliang suddenly woke up and said, "Ah, I'm here to play the game of finding people, why are you competing with the sniper?"
As soon as his thoughts changed, he hurriedly looked at the conference room.
The light from a window was enough. After confirming that there was no big sheep, he hurriedly left through the back door.
He knew that the sniper outside was probably Yong Ye.
But the opponent's position was chosen so good that even if he jumped down and used all his strength to rush over, the probability of avoiding all the bullets was really not high.
How did that woman make a sound from the speaker here from such a distance?
With this doubt, Han Yuliang carefully searched the last few rooms.
He did not find the big sheep, but found the answer.
The two microphones leading to different speakers inside were on, one with a mini player next to it, and a low-pitched respite played heavy breathing.
Next to the other, there is a radio intercom.
Han Yuliang walked over with anger and picked it up, are you Yongye?
After a brief noise of the signal, a soft voice that had never changed came: Is this important?I thought you would ask Yang Mingda where he was first.
I always ask myself what I want to know first.
For someone like me, code names don't matter.
Then, are you the female killer in Pluto who has always been against me?Are you always satisfied with this question?
Satisfied, but I have no obligation to answer you.Unless, you exchange it for some reasonable price.
for example?
Where did you come from?
It seems there is nothing to talk about.I'm not interested in answering your question, unless you become my woman.
If you are referring to sexual intercourse at the physical level, I can consider it.But I need to make sure you won't break the agreement before you can have sex with you.
Tsk, it's so fast to promise.
No, I mean not as simple as having love once or twice, but you, becoming, mine.Only my own people can trust me.
I am not a sex slave, there is no possession contract, and I can't think of how to be yours.
Which organization do you belong to now?
I have no obligation to answer.
When you belong to me like an organization, I will tell you what you want to know.
Silence there.
Is there anything to talk about?Han Yuliang asked afterwards.
Can be discussed.The kidnapper replied unexpectedly that if you can provide stable, high-paid missions, weapons, funds, props and other things required, and don't mind that I am affiliated with two killer brokerage lines at the same time, I can consider listing you as one of the mission providers.
Just to satisfy your curiosity?
Not only that, but I won't answer you for more reasons.You just need to consider whether the transaction is reasonable.
Forget it, where is Yang Mingda?
Mr. Han, I think I can talk about the transaction just now. I am a very beautiful woman. I am willing to use the subsequent special rights as a bargaining chip. My body can only serve you and the needs of the task.Please believe that my skills and abilities are more addictive to men with normal sexual function than drugs. I can only use my hands to make you more satisfied than a woman who holds an average person.
I'm really interested in you, but I have nothing to say about my past.You are so interested in me, don’t you know that I have lost my memory?
Mr. Han, that kind of trick can't deceive professionals.Your various manifestations are not like an amnesia patient, and your claimed traumatic amnesia cannot find the corresponding scar in the hospital records.You have not lost your memory, you are very clear about your past.I really want to know what kind of secret that can make a lustful man like you completely uninterested in the deal I proposed.
A lustful man can't have a hard cock just by listening to this kind of intercom.Miss, I have never seen you, nor do I know who you are, nor do I know your figure or facial features. I am tempted by you... Do I look like a male dog in love?
Mr. Han, do you still remember the night you had dinner with Mr. Zhang San?
Remember.
There were eight very beautiful women that night, you looked at them carefully.
yes.
I'm in it.That's my figure.As for faces, as long as you give me photos, materials and time, I can become any woman you want.I am also very confident in my true self and will not disappoint you.
You speak like an automatic reading in an e-book software, and I feel like I have a big head when I hear it.
Mr. Han, if you have special needs for moaning, I can perform any of the things you want.
Even if I say my past, you can't verify the authenticity.Will definitely deny it in the end.Han Yuliang looked at the sky with a slightly melancholy look on his face. Just think I am a man who has no past.
Everyone has a past.You can't be born as old as you are now.Well, since you persist, I will wait for a more suitable opportunity to talk to you.I hope you will change your mind then.In addition, I am very, very interested in your ability to detect murderous intent. If you are willing to share this secret with me, I can pay a higher price than the transaction just now.
How high is it?
If I can also have that ability through training, then I can make you my only killer agent and only accept the tasks you arrange.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but laugh and said: I don't have so many people to kill.If so, I don't need to entrust others.
Mr. Han, you are a detective, but you have not solved the case yet. You worked as a bodyguard, found a dog, and played a lewd game with the client.Detectives can not solve the case, so why can kill people only?For example, in addition to sending people to hell, I am also very good at sending men to heaven.
He always felt that he would be secretly entangled by this female killer in the future. Han Yuliang sighed. If he wanted to practice this, he would have to work hard for at least ten years.Do you have this time?
This is not unacceptable.This ability is so important to the profession of killer.Ten years...the years have been shorter than my sexual skills, so there is no big problem.
Who is your master?Han Yuliang was very curious.
Sorry, this cannot be answered.
What about changing the answer that cannot be answered by ban?All of them can have multiple oral habits.
Unexpectedly, the killer could also take it. He thought Yi Linling knew more about the topic, so he immediately changed to Japanese language and said very standard animated lines, and the matter was prohibited.
No, no, the more you talk, the more you get more and more interested. Don’t really say something that you’re trapped after being trapped. Han Yuliang frowned and said: It’s almost done, tell me the location of the big sheep. This game is about to end.I searched all the rooms but didn't see him.
I won’t cheat, the rules of the game have not changed, and the conditions for victory must exist.You haven't searched all the rooms yet.The kidnappers calmly replied that no building in the last era would be as simple as its appearance.The game is not over.
He left the walkie-talkie to his waist. It seems that there is still a secret room in this ghost place?
There was no reply there, and it seemed that I didn't plan to continue talking to him.
He searched again floor after layer, returned to the first floor, and simply went out through the gate and asked loudly: Xiao Ling'er, where is the secret room of such an old building usually located?I've looked for all the rooms on the open.
Shanshan looked at his blood, gasped in a cold breath, and lifted his legs and was about to run over.
Yi Linling pulled her back and turned her thumb back and made a contemptuous gesture to Han Yuliang.
Eh?Why am I doing you?
Yi Linling rolled her eyes, I mean underground Ah, stupid!
Bah, you definitely want to take the opportunity to despise me.Han Yuliang said disdainfully, otherwise which finger you can't use?
Yi Linling stared at him, changed to the middle finger and compared it again, and quickly found the person and went back to apply medicine.
I didn't see a secret passage Ah.
Yi Linling frowned and thought for a while, and said: There must be an emergency evacuation switch in the office that can control the alarm horn. If you find it, you can open the shelter entrance.I heard that when there is a storm during the great disaster, I will hide underground, and it will definitely not be too difficult to find.
Han Yuliang waved his hand and got it.Thanks.
How come I got up, how could I get up? When I returned to the previous room, the walkie-talkie rang again.
Mr. Han, I suggest to you again that we can make very good deals.I can help you a lot, and what I want is hardly a loss to you.
Han Yuliang took out the intercom and put it on the table, looking for a place that might be an emergency button, and replied casually: I won’t talk to a woman I can’t even meet.
So, what if I arrange it and meet you?
Then let’s talk about it when we meet.I am very happy because I have multiple friends and multiple roads. You don’t always cause trouble for me.
Of course, it's all about catching one's meal a day... no, it's going to happen after dozens of meals.
Well, the game is about to end, and I look forward to meeting you next time.See you again.
Having no interest in saying goodbye, Han Yuliang knew that she was going to retreat, and his attention had long been placed on a red button under the table covered with a gray plastic shell.
At first glance, it looks like a mushroom cloud can fly out with just a click in the movie.
However, this is just a farmer's station. A place where agricultural products are distributed during disasters will not have the kind of terrible weapons that existed before the third war.
He looked at the obvious passive marks on the lid, opened them decisively, and poked them with one finger.
After a few seconds of concentration, nothing happened. Just a file cabinet next to it made a harsh sound, sliding open to the side, revealing a small door that was wide for a person.
Looking down, there was a vertical ladder nailed into the wall, but there was a steel cable in the middle, with a foot on it. It seemed that there was no need to move slowly when going down.
Han Yuliang didn't believe that the female killer had gone down there. He observed a little, jumped up, pressed against the wall with both hands, leaned against his own light skills, and landed straight to the bottom.
The bottom door has been opened, and there is a long and narrow corridor inside, with many similar doors arranged. It seems that all rooms have emergency passages to the underground.
The lights inside were mostly broken, and most of the rest were still flashing, looking like the scene of a ghost film shooting.
Han Yuliang frowned and rubbed his arms, and decided to press Shanshan on the bed and fuck him a few more times after he went back to repay the trouble caused to him by the big sheep.
It is very reasonable for the husband to follow the wife and the husband to repay the debts.
There is a door in the middle of the corridor, which is now open, revealing a spacious staircase leading to an unknown depth of underground.
The surrounding temperature was even lower, and Han Yuliang couldn't help but resisted his luck and ran down one step at a time of ten.
There were countless turns, and the depth had already exceeded the three-story high. Han Yuliang was amazed and lost his patience. The entrance to the passage finally appeared in front of him.
It was a fork road when he entered, but on one side he had been completely blocked by the collapsed earth and rocks. A piece of bone that looked like a beast's claws stretched out from the cracks, but it was extremely large. He couldn't help but approach and gesture. When this thing was still alive, he was afraid that it would be as big as two black bears, with sharp claws... How could there be such a big beast?
Fortunately, judging from the appearance of the bone, I have been dead for at least ten years. I guess it was here with the end of the catastrophe.
He turned around and ran to the other end, turned the first turn, and saw Yang Mingda.
He was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, tied up like a big rice dumpling, and fell on the other side of the collapse. It seemed that he had fainted for a long time...
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