Amorous Short Stories

Yan Wu pulled out his left hand, leaned forward, put his elbows on his legs, let out a breath slowly, looked at the back of the tall and thin man, and smiled on his face.

The tall and thin man turned his head when he heard the whistle.

He turned his head and saw such a scene.The light from the yellow light above his head hit Yan Wu's face, casting a shadow on half of his face. Yan Wu raised his eyes and looked at him, his hands had been freed from the shackles, his face was covered in blood, he smiled, showing some white teeth, like A living Yama.Seeing him turn around, he said in a straight voice: "Hi."

The tall and thin man hadn't finished pronouncing the "F" sound, the smile on Yan Wu's face quickly faded, he stood up, picked up the chair he was sitting on with his right hand, and swung it towards the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man was beaten and fell off the chair, the bread in his hand was thrown out. He lay on the ground, trying to get up immediately, but Yan Wu took a step faster and held him down. Through the part of the other end of the handcuffs that was broken away, they overlapped and used it as a weapon, and put their left hand on the slender man's chin, forcing him to raise his head to expose his neck, and cut his throat with the handcuffs.The sawtooth was a little blunt, Yan Wu spent a while, and blood was splashed all over his body, and the thin and tall man tore his clothes when he was struggling, but the thin and tall man obviously couldn't bear the pain, only the two at the beginning The second's struggle was still a bit strong, and Yan Wu didn't see any decent resistance later.Blood was bubbling from the tall and thin man's neck, but Yan Wu didn't cut his artery, the injury was too severe to die.After Yan Wu let go, the tall and thin man covered his throat and shrank into a ball. The louder Yan Wu's footsteps made him tremble in fright.Yan Wu was still thinking, what an irony, for such a sadistic person, his endurance is not worthy of his heart.

Yan Wu dragged him into the corner, tied him up, stood up, and then he couldn't move for a few seconds, his whole body was in so much pain, he had endured the attack just now, and now he climbed up again.Yan Wu gritted his teeth, tried to control his breathing, and looked at his injuries. First, he had to bandage his left hand. It was torn again just now. If it continues like this, it might be useless... The back injury was more severe for the thin and tall man. Ruthless, he is experienced, he sees blood in every stroke, and every whip is a positive whip, unlike those two people, sometimes the force is not right, it is not the whip front that falls, so you have to wrap your back, if conditions do not allow, then Just wait... Then, food, you must eat... The most important thing is to change these pants, which are stained with disgusting things...

Yan Wu picked up the bread that the tall and thin man was dying to eat, unlocked it for himself, found a cloth to wipe his face, took a handful of eighteen chops from the shelf, picked up the knife, bit the bread and went out.He leaned against the door and listened to the sounds outside. Two people walked by talking, and the door became quiet again.Yan Wu opened the door and walked out.

Yan Wu originally thought that this place would be a prison or something, but it was actually just an ordinary room at the end of the corridor.Just now the two people at the door walked to the north, Yan Wu took two steps to the north, stopped when he heard the voice of people, looked with his head, turned the corner and saw an iron fence going down, which is the real prison.Yan Wu thought about the Zhabuwei that the fox had mentioned, and guessed that the general occupied the land as the king, and the people who were hostile to him were imprisoned below. Yan Wu was brought by the fox. The fox established a cooperative relationship with this general, but after all As an outsider, he can't be shut down below, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.In this case, Yan Wu really didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned his head and walked south.

Going south, this corridor is dark and narrow, and there are no other rooms except the one at the end where you close yourself.Yan Wu was not sure about the terrain, and he was still a little nervous.

He walked to the end of the corridor, thinking about which direction to go, when there was a sound from the east, Yan Wu quickly walked west, pried open the door lock, and walked into the first room he saw.

The room was pitch black, Yan Wu touched the wall, turned on the light, and whistled in a low voice: "It seems that today is my lucky day."

This is a place to put clothes.Yan Wu took off his clothes and pants as he wished, and after searching, he found a medical box in the cabinet in the corner of the room.Yan Wu treated the wound, tried his best to apply medicine to his back in front of the mirror, wrapped it with tape, washed his face, and applied medicine to the bruises at the corners of his mouth.There are all kinds of strange things here, including gags, breast rings, wigs, and a lot of "interests" that Yan Wu can't name, but were introduced by Ding Qing.Ding Qing solemnly introduced it in the name of "scientific research and popularization of knowledge", and Yan Wu replied solemnly: "No, thank you."

Yan Wu frowned and looked at the clothes here. There are many styles of clothes here, and the colors are also colorful. Yan Wu picked a dark blue one, which is already the darkest color, but there are some tassels on it, and the trousers are surprisingly narrow Yes, and some with feathers, and skirts.Yan Wu was a little strange, he chose the biggest pair of trousers to wear, but they were still a bit tight.The shoes were all small leather shoes, and Yan Wu didn't change them.Yan Wu looked at himself in the mirror, except he was holding a machete and had injuries on his face, he looked like...an ordinary person?

Yan Wu was not in the mood to stay any longer, he opened the door cautiously, put the hand holding the knife behind his back, and walked forward with his head held high.

Yan Wu turned another corner and met a patrolling soldier head-on. The latter stared at him with rounded eyes, and then took out the baton hanging from his waist to make a move. Yan Wu clamped the attacking soldier with his left arm The baton hit his upper abdomen with his right fist. The soldier bent over with the pain, and Yan Wu pinched his neck: "Where is the kitchen?" The soldier turned his eyes in a certain direction, and Yan Wu took the baton and hit him. He fainted, dragged him into the room, stripped off his clothes, handcuffed him to the cabinet, changed his shoes, took his gun, wanted to change his clothes, but it was too big for him, so he shook his head and left.

Yan Wu thought as he walked, that man obviously didn't intend to kill, he could draw a gun, but he took out a baton, and he didn't dare to be ruthless when he did it, why?

Yan Wu entered the kitchen, but there was no one in the kitchen, so Yan Wu stuffed everything he could see and eat into his mouth.

Yan Wu was stuffing a mutton roll into his mouth, when he heard a sound from the right, Yan Wu didn't swallow the mutton roll, and quickly pointed his gun at the source of the sound.

It was a little boy, about ten years old, who looked like a Turan race, wearing a long robe, with a string of pendants on his ears, a nose ring on his face, eyeliner drawn, staring at Yan Wu with rounded eyes, nervous He looked like Xixi, and pointed a gun at Yan Wu in his hand, but his arm was unsteady and the muzzle of the gun was dangling.

Yan Wu walked over slowly, and the muzzle of the boy raised higher and higher with Yan Wu's movements, making sure to point at Yan Wu's chest.Yan Wu approached him, staring at the boy, the boy began to tremble under this gaze, Yan Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy's slender wrist, pulled it up, and snatched the gun away: "If you want to shoot, you also have to shoot." Turn off the insurance first..."

With no gun in his hand, the boy looked up at Yan Wu, gritted his teeth and ran towards Yan Wu. Yan Wu was covered in injuries. As soon as the little kid hit him, Yan Wu lost his balance and fell to the ground. Gun, Yan Wu held his head and pushed him aside.Hearing someone's voice getting closer and closer, both of them froze for a moment, Yan Wu reacted faster and pulled the boy to hide in the cubicle next to him.

Someone came into the kitchen and was humming a tune while putting dirty wooden dishes they had collected in the sink.Yan Wu looked at the boy. The boy was full of fear and his eyes were full of tears. While crying, he wiped away his tears and tried his best not to make a sound. Then he looked up at Yan Wu with resentment.

Yan Wu suddenly felt guilty.

After a while, the visitor left.Yan Wu and the boy didn't move. They wondered if there would be other people coming. It's just after breakfast, so there might be people coming soon.

Yan Wu looked at the crying boy and asked, "Do you speak English?"

The boy looked up at him, then nodded slowly.

"Do you know how to get there?" Yan Wu felt that this boy did not belong here.

The boy didn't speak, Yan Wu looked out and sighed: "Are you going to leave?"

The boy looked at him in surprise, Yan Wu shrugged, the gun the boy used was the same as the one he had snatched from the soldier just now, and the boy could not be a soldier.Yan Wu saw his eyeliner, nose ring, the crystal pendant on his ears, the breast ring exposed when he was struggling, the large and small bruises on his body, and the strange things in the clothes, so he probably knew what kind of situation he was in. .

The boy lowered his head and thought for a long time before slowly raising his head to look at Yan Wu: "Who are you?" The boy spoke slowly, and the words were relatively simple, with an accent that he didn't know.

Yan Wu sighed, he wanted to act quickly, but the boy didn't believe him: "I was arrested last night. I'm a mercenary."

The boy frowned: "Who do you work for?"

Yan Wu looked at him: "Not from here."

The boy pursed his lips and proceeded to the next round of thinking.Seeing that he was so cautious, Yan Wu became more and more sure that he knew the way out.Yan Wu interrupted the boy's original plan, causing the boy to miss a certain time point he had chosen. Now that there are more people, Yan Wu can act as force, so Yan Wu guessed that the boy would not refuse.

Sure enough, the boy looked at Yan Wu seriously: "Follow me."

The two of them came out of the kitchen and headed west. Yan Wu marked the characteristics of each passing room in his mind. They had already left the main road. Yan Wu felt that they had entered a small alley that only the boy knew.The aisle became darker and darker, and the ground began to have stagnant water and a sour smell. They walked to a place where garbage was piled up, and they passed through a platform more than two meters high. Yan Wu jumped off, and the boy stood on it, frowning.Yan Wu stretched out his hand to indicate that he would catch him, the boy hesitated and jumped into Yan Wu's arms.Going forward is another iron fence with a big lock hanging on it. Yan Wu looked at the boy: "Okay, what are you going to do?"

The boy had a decisive look on his face, revealing the emotions of "I don't know" and "I'm just here to fight": "...It's just one step away."

Yan Wu sighed, took out the butterfly/knife, and concentrated on picking the lock, thinking that he was not skilled enough, so he didn't know how long it would take to pick the lock.

The boy was sitting on the ground next to him, hugging his knees pitifully, biting his lips tightly, trembling slightly.

Yan Wu glanced at him and spoke to him: "How long have you been here?"

The boy recovered from his panic, lowered his head and answered him: "It's been five months."

"It's been so long..." Yan Wu said to himself.

The boy snorted, a little helpless: "What is this, there is another one who has been here for two years..."

Yan Wu paused for a moment before continuing to work: "How many people are there?"

"There are six more."

Yan Wu stopped talking, and the boy was also silent.

"Have you ever run away?" Yan Wu still broke the silence.

The boy didn't answer, and trembled when he remembered something: "Yes, there was one before. He didn't make it and was thrown to his subordinates. They...he...a group of people...was covered in blood...when he died , tattered... We, the others were also beaten..." The boy became more and more incoherent, shaking more and more, tears fell from his staring eyes.Yan Wu thought of the room where he was tortured, no wonder it was different from the cell below.

Yan Wu stopped what he was doing, leaned over to look into the boy's eyes, and tried to sound as calm as possible: "Hey, look at me, it's okay, it's okay. Calm down."

The boy buried his head and restrained himself, Yan Wu went back to unlock the lock.

The two stopped talking, only the sound of the tip of the knife scratching and turning.

"Click" sound.

The boy raised his head to look at the lock, and the tears shone with surprise.

Yan Wu got up and pulled open the door forcefully, the two walked out, there was a hidden door within a few steps, Yan Wu opened it sideways, after a creaking sound, the light outside illuminated the darkness.

The boy went out, Yan Wu stood by the door and looked at the light outside, without moving.The boy turned his head to look at Yan Wu, who was staring at his gun without knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Wu pulled the boy over and said to him: "Go out, walk in the grass, go east, and when you see the gas station, don't stop, don't go back to the main road, keep going, the gas station belongs to them. Go south to the main road. Lu, ask for help again."

The boy was stunned, looked at Yan Wu, grabbed his sleeve: "Where are you going?"

Yan Wu didn't look up, he was unloading the gun and counting the bullets, his tone was as relaxed as possible: "I... I'm going to go around."

Yan Wu reloaded his gun, turned around and walked back.The kitchen is at the end of the first floor, and the boy appeared from there, indicating that he should usually live upstairs. Yan Wu probably has a direction, and he doesn't want to involve the boy again.

The boy looked at Yan Wu's back, blood was slowly oozing from his clothes, he held a gun in his right hand and a knife in his left hand, and walked forward carefully with his waist slightly bowed, looking very lonely under the strong light from outside the house.The boy lowered his head and bit his lip, clenched his fists and let them go, and finally followed.

Before Yan Wu could take a few steps, his back was grabbed. He turned his head and met the boy's eyes.

"I know where they are, and I'll take you there."

Yan Wu broke away from his hand: "Just say what you want."

"They won't go with you, they don't believe you." The boy insisted.

Yan Wu stood upright, pursed his lips and did not speak.

The boy grabbed him eagerly: "Let me go, I want to do something."

Yan Wu looked at the boy's firm eyes, thought for a while and agreed: "Find them and take them away from here, as I just said."

The boy nodded: "What about you?"

"I'll follow, don't worry about it." Yan Wu raised his gun, "Hurry up if you want to leave."

The boy led Yan Wu, dodging left and right all the way, the boy knew very well which room would be occupied, and that room could hide for a while.Yan Wu admired his ability to master the terrain, no wonder he was able to reach that step by himself.

They went up to the third floor, followed the pillars around the hall, slipped past a row of richly decorated rooms, and turned a corner to an ordinary corridor. The boy knocked on a door and looked around with vigilance.

"It's okay, the people above are in a meeting at this time, and the subordinates are eating." The boy advised Yan Wu not to be so nervous.

"What kind of meeting?" Yan Wu asked him.

The boy was a little contemptuous: "Give him... praise."

The door opened.

All the people gathered in the boy's room, Yan Wu counted, five of them.

The boy was explaining what happened to other children in a language that Yan Wu could not understand. Among them was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who was very frightened. She was only wearing a camisole, her lower body was exposed, and she kept rubbing her hands With the hem of his clothes, deep red marks circled around his neck, pitifully thin, with shackles on his feet.

Yan Wu threw a blanket to the boy, and the boy pulled it over to cover the girl.Yan Wu looked at them, the gun in his hand trembled a little, the girl looked up at him, and then looked very scared, so Yan Wu turned his eyes and stared at the door intently.

There was a knock on the door, several children quickly huddled together, the girl burst into tears, covering her mouth so as not to make a sound, the boy hugged him, kissed her face lightly, and patted her on the shoulder.

Yan Wu stood behind the door, put away the gun, and nodded to the boy.

The boy gave a cry, and the doorknob turned.

Yan Wu bowed his body a little, ready to make a move, back injury, hand injury, leg injury, head injury, the pain suddenly swept over, Yan Wu forcibly pressed down, saying to himself: "Cheer up, cheer……"

The door was pushed open, and a smell of alcohol came over the face, "Good luck." Yan Wu thought.

A tall man walked in slowly, a little dizzy: "Before they finish eating, let's come..."

Yan Wu waited for him to walk over, and kicked him up his knee from behind. At the same second that the man sank, Yan Wu hugged his head, squeezed it hard and turned [-] degrees, and heard a clean and crisp sound .

Yan Wu let go, the man threw himself on the ground, and in front of him were the children who were stunned and stilled.

Yan Wu was a little embarrassed: "Uh... sorry."

The boy came to his senses and beckoned people to leave. He told Yan Wu, "One less."

"Where did you go?" Yan Wu asked.

One of the children shook the boy's arm tremblingly: "I was called away... said to take a bath..."

The boy was about to go out to look for it, but Yan Wu grabbed him: "I'll go, you take them away, they don't believe me."

The boy looked at those children and bit his lips: "We are waiting for you at the exit."

Yan Wu was a little impatient: "Just wait for him, I have my way."

The boy wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Wu: "You do your own thing well, don't be smart and trouble me."

Yan Wu's expression scared the children beside him who couldn't understand English. They all stretched out their hands to hold the boy and looked at Yan Wu carefully.

Yan Wu withdrew his expression: "Which way to go?"

The boy comforted the other children, and turned his head to point Yan Wu in the direction: "I will wait here after I deliver them, and you call that child over."

Yan Wu took the gun from the man, handed it to the boy, taught him to turn off the insurance, and told him to shoot carefully, and not to do it until the end, because the sound would cause trouble.The boy gave Yan Wu the necklace around his neck and asked him to give it to the person he found.

The boy found clothes for the few children who wore little clothes, and led them towards the secret passage.Yan Wu got the guidance to go to the second floor.

Hearing the boy say that the second floor is mostly a place for entertainment, Yan Wu walked down the side stairs slowly, and was also taken aback by the splendor of the second floor. The local rich man, scraping the people's fat, laying gold and scattering diamonds, Buckingham Palace is nothing but a big deal.

Yan Wu walked slowly towards the west, trying not to attract attention.There were obviously more people here, Yan Wu walked cautiously with every step, and would shrink in and hide for a while when he saw an aisle, and just kept hiding until he reached the bathing hall.Yan Wu guessed that this was the bathing hall because there were two soldiers standing at the door, and a waiter bowed respectfully with a robe on his arm, said something to the inside, closed the two doors and left.

Yan Wuzang watched from a corner, this door was probably more expensive than his house in Hong Kong.The soldier held his gun and remained motionless.Yan Wu was wondering whether the seventh person had gone in or not.

He waited for a minute or two, but there was no sound coming from the door. Yan Wu didn't want to wait any longer, but there was a sound from the side. The footsteps were very light, and it was a barefooted person.

It is the seventh person.

The child was older, in his early twenties, with only an apron around his body, a string of bells hanging around his ankles, holding a towel and a blue bathrobe in his hand, and was walking towards the bathroom.

Yan Wu squatted down, and when the boy passed by him, he held his ankle with one hand, pressed the bell, and pulled his arm with the other hand to pull him down, and let go of the boy at the second when he was about to scream arm over his mouth.

The boy curled up in Yan Wu's arms, and Yan Wu whispered, "Don't bark."

The boy nodded, and Yan Wu let go of his hand.The seventh person took off the bell, put it on the ground, and looked at Yan Wu nervously.

Yan Wu gave him the necklace: "Do you speak English?"

The boy nodded.

"Go back to your room and follow."

The boy lowered his head: "If I don't go to the king, I will find out."

king?Yan Wu reacted for a moment, talking about the person in the bathroom.Yan Wu thought about the time carefully, and he realized that he would definitely not be able to run away from the gas station...

Damn, send the Buddha to the west.

"I'll go." Yan Wu looked at him and said.

Yan Wu took off his shirt, put on an apron, and gave the clothes to the boy, just covering his buttocks.Yan Wu hesitated for a while whether to take off his pants, and finally took them off, but his underwear was the bottom line, so Yan Wu didn't take it off.

"Is there a wardrobe inside?" Yan Wushun asked with a smile.

The boy nodded.Yan Wu found that the boy's English was much better, probably English is his mother tongue.

Yan Wu tied the bell to his feet, and the gun stuck in front of his underwear. It was a bit heavy, and the handle of the gun was exposed, which was just blocked by the apron.Yan Wu just put on a pair of underwear, put on an apron, put on a gun, and wore a bell on his feet, ready to go.He glanced at the underwear, still a little dazed, this pure black and silver underwear was bought by Ding Qing...

Yan Wu was about to leave, but the boy grabbed him: "There is a passage on the left side of the bathroom, you can go to our room..." The boy looked at Yan Wu's inquiring gaze, and lowered his head: "I... I am often called here ..."

Yan Wu nodded, and heard the sound of soldiers coming over there, probably because they heard the bell sound wrong, so come and have a look.Yan Wu immediately got up and walked over there, and slowed down when they saw his figure. There was no way, the gun was very heavy, and it would fall if they walked too fast.

When Yan Wu walked to the door, the two soldiers looked at Yan Wu and then at each other. This is not the usual type of their king, but after thinking about it, the king's preferences are different from ordinary people.

The two looked Yan Wu up and down to see the wounds on his face and the bandages on his back. They were familiar. The one on his right ear was different from the previous style, but the effect was the same.One of them circled behind Yan Wu, looked at his back, his waist, his buttocks, his legs, and circled back again, nodding.The other wanted to lift his apron to check, but before his hand touched the apron, there was a voice from inside, and the two soldiers immediately became nervous, and pushed open the door to let Yan Wu in.

Yan Wu walked in.

resplendent.Yan Wu only had this feeling.

In a bathroom of more than 60 square meters, there is a large bathtub in the middle, and only the "king" is alone, with his back to the door, his arms stretched out on the edge of the bathtub, his body immersed in warm water, and he is slightly looking up at the wall hanging in front of him. A French movie is playing on the LCD screen.There is a dining table at hand, and the "king" can reach food and wine.There are various precious paintings hanging on the wall next to it, one of which should be the king, supporting a horse in a heroic manner, and holding the whip vigorously.Yan Wu looked at the painting, then at the bald head in the bath, and guessed that this was the so-called "beautification"...

After Yan Wu entered, the "King" didn't even turn around, and spoke in English: "Don't talk, it's your favorite movie, learn how she did it..."

Then he stopped talking.Yan Wu was a little nervous at first, but later he found that the "king" didn't intend to turn around at all, so he shrugged, quietly went to the closet, and flipped through his clothes.

The protagonist in the movie is topless/topless and wearing an apron, and the male protagonists are lying next to her, swallowing the food on her body one by one.

Unexpectedly, there is a military uniform here. Yan Wu has already changed into a black dress, a pair of trousers, and a pair of military boots. He has left his apron aside, looked at the camera on the screen and shook his head, not quite believing that the child would like this French love/ sex movies.He turned his head to look for the passage, and found a small door on the left, which looked like a toilet.

Yan Wu was stalling for time, the movie was almost over, and they probably should have run out of here by now, if all goes well, they should be in the grass...

After the movie was over, the "King" turned off the screen with the remote control, raised his hand to pick up a glass of wine, and said slowly while drinking: "Look, this is a service-oriented personality. People in this world are born with a predestined personality. Fate. Like you, fate allowed you to meet me and give you the opportunity to serve me, but your parents don't have this kind of honor, so they are going to die."

Yan Wu rolled his eyes behind him, turned his head and continued to look around, he didn't want to hear his fart, but he had to.

"King" is still talking: "I am chosen, I am the king, I have gold and silver treasures, I have generals to serve, I am destined to achieve great things. You have this opportunity, I will give you this opportunity. Some boys, they are Caddies, let me play golf on them. Some boys, they’re canvases, they paint on. Some boys are nurses, they take care of me.”

The "King" stopped, with a few obscene laughs, as if he had said something very subtle, and the wine glass in his hand shook: "The key is that you have to be practical...so, with so many kinds of boys, how are you today?" What kind?"

The "King" was a little proud when he asked this question. The boy must have put on the apron obediently. He didn't dare to say a word, and hid behind him as usual. The "King" combined today's theme with a witty joke. , waiting for the boy's timid and jerky answer.

Yan Wu grinned: "My kind, kill the king."

A flat and steady voice came from behind. The "King" turned around with his eyes wide open, and met a black muzzle. In blood.

After Yan Wu finished answering the question, he waited for two seconds. When the king turned around and his own figure was reflected in the king's terrified pupils, he shot.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Yan Wu quickly hid behind the pillar. The soldiers at the door came in with their guns and fired in the direction of Yan Wu. When the gunfire stopped, Yan Wu ran to the small gate on the left, shooting as he ran. , hit a man in the stomach and flashed through the wicket.Yan Wu took a general look at the door without a passage, and felt a little nervous. He touched the wall carefully, moved the mirror away, and looked down, and there was indeed a passage.Waiting for the gunfire outside to stop again, he quickly leaned forward and shot, hitting another person's hand.Then he retracted the gun, closed the door, jumped into the passage, put the mirror back, and ran towards the passage.

More and more people gathered at the bathroom door.

Yan Wu ran along the aisle, and soon came across a high platform. He slapped his hands, jumped up vigorously, climbed onto the platform, and opened the small door to get out. It was the room of the "seventh person".

Yan Wu poked his head out of the room, and there was no one around.He quickly ran towards the secret road according to the previous route.The crowd was all in the direction of the bathroom, Yan Wu was not obstructed much.

It was almost there, Yan Wu had already reached the place where the rubbish was piled up, just as he jumped off the platform, he heard a voice behind him, he immediately turned around and saw Chubby.Humpty obviously didn't expect to find Yan Wu here, he just searched all the way here.

Humpty hurriedly raised his gun, Yan Wu just jumped off the stage and supported it with his right hand, the gun was in his left hand, Yan Wu used to use his right hand, when he saw Humpty raising his gun, he habitually took out a knife with his right hand, threw it over, did not aim, the knife flew over, It stuck in the chunky crotch.

Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, the trousers of the short and fat trousers were loose, Yan Wu saw something small fell out of the trouser leg, followed by a bigger thing, and then the short and fat wailed bitterly, knelt on the ground, The gun was also dropped, and she wailed loudly with her arms outstretched, like a widow crying for her husband.

Yan Wu was taken aback by his high voice, and couldn't help admiring his good voice, and then his second reaction was that he was short and fat without underwear.

He looked at Humpty with the corner of his mouth curled up: "It seems that today is not your lucky day."

The chunky voice caused commotion in the rear, and Yan Wu immediately turned his head and ran out.

The doors were all open, and Yan Wu ran out of here smoothly all the way, into the sunlight.But someone followed behind him, Yan Wu ran desperately, gunshots rang out from behind, Yan Wu rolled over after enduring the pain for so long, and his legs became weaker and weaker as he ran... Several hyenas appeared in front of him, Yan Wu's heart skipped a beat Cool, I don't know which way to die is easier.

The hyena ran towards Yan Wu, but Yan Wu stopped running, he couldn't hold it any longer...

The hyena ran past Yan Wu and pounced on the pursuers. Before Yan Wu could figure out the situation, he saw Nadd following the hyena.

Nadd caught Yan Wu who fell down, Yan Wu looked at him in surprise, and muttered to himself: "Thank God..."

Nadd smiled: "You should thank me first."

The hyena rushed to bite the pursuers, and Nadd also fired a few shots in their direction, and sat under a tree with Yan Wu's arm.

"Why are you here?" Yan Wu took the water from Nadd, swallowed it with difficulty, and asked him.

"Frank negotiated with the fox and talked for quite a long time. While talking, Frank investigated where you are. The fox also said that he has good friends here... It's not difficult to search. If you find it, you will come here. I am a local, and they call you I drew a picture. But the action didn't take me, I thought I could help, so I rushed here. You..."

Before Nadd finished speaking, a scream came from the sky, passing over their heads, and the fortress that Yan Wu had just escaped from was blown apart by shells thrown from afar.One after another, they made up their minds to raze this place to the ground.

Nadd's face was full of joy: "This is fierce! Hey, how did they know you came out?..." His words stopped short, and the answer was obvious. The Yan family didn't know that Yan Wu had come out.

They just don't care.

Nadd didn't dare to speak again, and looked at Yan Wu's face anxiously.Yan Wu is very calm. He never had any hope that Yan's family would come to save him. He just wanted to know if the fox has any other accomplices when negotiating with the fox. Get rid of the accomplices to avoid future troubles. The fox is probably finished now. As for myself, I have never been in the scope of consideration.

Yan Wu sat in Nadd's car and headed east.A lot of people gathered at the gas station, probably all from NT.They stopped, Yan Wen and Yan Zhangyang were both there, Yan Wu got out of the car and nodded to them both.

Yan Wen looked at him and nodded.Seeing him, Yan Zhangyang snorted, "Wild dogs are really lucky." Nadd couldn't understand Chinese, so he glanced at Yan Wu blankly.

Yan Wu didn't respond, so he pretended he didn't hear Yan Zhangyang's words.

Yan Wen asked Yan Wu to wait by the side, and he dealt with the matter here.

Yan Wu sat on the steps, watching the people around him busy, and Nadd sat beside him.The ghost fire saw him from a distance, and thought that his own people had rescued Yan Wu before firing the cannon. He waved his hands excitedly, and limped towards this side: "Boss, long time no see."

Yan Wu gave him a hug, and introduced Nadd and Will-o'-the-wisp to each other.

"You haven't retired yet?" Yan Wu asked Will-o'-the-wisp.

The ghost fire insisted on standing, and waved his hands: "The work they do is all unskilled work... By the way, one of the kids in the car mentioned that there was a mercenary, probably you..."

Yan Wu raised his head: "Where is it?"

"When we arrived, we found a group of them hiding in the haystack, so they were tied up first. After asking, they said it belonged to Zabuwei... that..." The ghost fire didn't want to mention it.

"What do they do?" Yan Wu asked.

"Didn't Leslie build a support center in South Africa in the early years. We plan to send them there." The ghost fire took out a cigarette and handed it to Yan Wu and Nadd. Yan Wu shook his head, and Nadd took it one.

Leslie is Yan Meng. Yan Meng was a war correspondent when she was alive. She took many photos of the war and wrote many articles about the war. She loves photography exhibitions and often asks Yan Wu to accompany her to see them.Yan Meng has nothing to do with the Yan family's business, and is the closest person to Yan Wu in the Yan family.She had been active in South Africa for a long time before her death, helping to set up a support center for children and women, providing medical services and other humanitarian assistance.

"Oh, that's right. There's a boy who wants to see you." The ghost fire breathed out, just remembering.

Yan Wu nodded and was about to stand up. When he passed by Yan Zhangyang, he heard Yan Zhangyang say: "You still called someone to negotiate, do you really think of yourself as Yan's family?"

Yan Wu didn't want to talk about it, but just thinking about Yan Meng made him feel bad, he turned his head and wanted to hate Yan Zhangyang, Yan Wen came over, told Yan Zhangyang to leave, asked Yan Wu some questions about the fox, and then patted Yan Wu Wu's shoulder, turned and left.

Yan Wu didn't speak, and walked in the direction of the children.

The boy jumped down when he saw him, and held out his hand: "My name is Nick."

Yan Wu stretched out his hand and shook it, but did not answer him.

The boy looked at the other people behind him, turned his head and said to Yan Wu seriously: "Thank you."

Yan Wu waved his hand, the boy pursed his lips and continued talking: "They said they would take us to South Africa."

Yan Wu nodded, feeling that there was nothing to do, turned around to leave, but the boy stopped him: "Are you coming too?"

Yan Wu shook his head.

The boy immediately took a step forward, and said nervously, "Then where are you going?"

Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, and then a smile slowly crept onto his face: "Go back."