Dangerous Contract

Tan Zhen stopped the car at the intersection and said, "You go back, I have to go to the underground palace."

Su Lang took out his mobile phone, and Tan Zhen knew that he was going to transfer money to "pay" his time again, so he quickly reached out to stop him: "You treat me as a prostitute, I only treat it as my job. It's like you said no I am convinced that the company puts you in the reception position, and I still do every detail with my heart, I have my professional ethics, please respect it."

For this sake, Su Lang couldn't continue to be stubborn, so he had to turn around and send Tan Zhen to the gate of the underground palace.

When Su Lang came home, he saw Xiaoya with hairy hair standing in front of the kitchen stove, with one hand on her hips and the other impatiently stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.

"You..." Su Lang thought that this person slept all night, and if he figured it out, he would leave automatically.

Xiaoya turned around silently, her eyes filled with resentment: "Where's the person?"

"Who?"

"My brother Zhen!"

"He's going...to...to work." Su Lang replied as calmly as possible, the smell of alcohol all over his body made his brain ache.

"Bah!" Xiaoya turned off the fire, changed into a posture with her hands on her hips, moved her feet in small steps in front of Su Lang, and yelled, "I just came back from the underground palace. I don't believe that my speed can't catch up with him. Did not go to the underground palace. To be honest, where is he, I want to settle accounts with him!"

"Forget it, what's the deal, hey, can you speak normally, don't always be so hot." Su Lang said without thinking, and lay down on the sofa.

"Did you two have sex again?!" Xiaoya asked Su Lang, poking her neck.

Su Lang turned his back to Xiaoya indifferently: "This matter should have nothing to do with 'Miss Gui'."

"It's okay, look at my side, look at my face!" Xiaoya snapped Su Lang over angrily, pointed to her head and said, "I'm driving a bottle of brandy worth more than 1 yuan. You're fine, the two of you slapped me, and my head exploded, and the customer was so scared that he lay under the table and urinated. How could the two of you have such a strong desire? Count how many times you have slapped these days !"

Su Lang turned his head slightly, although he didn't understand Xiaoya's words, but when he saw the other's swollen mushroom head and scorched panda eyes, he still gave up his aloofness instantly and burst out laughing.

"Did you get bombed?" Su Lang asked Xiaoya.

Xiaoya crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"Fuck," Su Lang got up and continued to laugh, even Xiaolan from the corner flew over, his four pairs of eyes looked at Xiaoya together, and couldn't stop laughing, "I just saw the back and thought it was you The new hairstyle you got is too awesome."

Xiaoya huddled and sat next to Su Lang, adjusted her facial muscles, and asked coldly, "What about others?"

"Talk about going to the underground palace."

"The underground palace does not have him, absolutely does not have him."

"You don't know how to make calls?" Su Lang continued to chuckle, picked up the phone and dialed Tan Zhen's number.

No one answered the "beep beep..." sound.

Su Lang remembered that Tan Zhen had said before that for those in their line of business, the phone calls were basically unreachable at this point.Because it is inconvenient when accompanied by guests.

Thinking that Tan Zhen might be snuggling in someone's arms at this moment, chatting happily with the wine, Su Lang felt depressed in his heart, his rebellious mentality soared in an instant, and he persistently made calls over and over again.

"Hmph!" Seeing Su Lang's expression changed from snickering to frowning, Xiaoya finally calmed down and waited patiently together.

He thought to himself, as a wishing angel, the telepathy with the wishing person is very strong, but who can endure being struck by lightning every day.

If he continued to chop, not only would the telepathy between him and Tan Zhen become weaker and weaker, but sooner or later this human head would explode.

Just thinking about it, Su Lang suddenly yelled: "No!"

"What?" For some reason, Xiaoya's chest also suddenly felt a dull pain.

"He must have gone to that place!" Su Lang got up and put on his mobile phone, as if he was about to go out.

Xiaoya supported her chest with one hand, and Su Lang with the other. The King Kong man instantly became angry and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Tan Zhen." Su Lang replied.

"Take me." Xiaoya got up, walked to the door and put on thick-heeled ladies' sandals, and pulled off his pink hellokitty bag that had almost become a logo from the hanger.

Su Lang didn't know much about the relationship between Xiaoya and Tan Zhen, he only knew that they were colleagues in the underground palace. In addition, this Xiaoya might have some ambiguous feelings for Tan Zhen.

No matter what, he was considered to be a person who was relatively close to Tan Zhen, not to mention, taking such a strong man there, he could be pushed out as a human flesh bag to block at critical moments.

Su Lang didn't think about it anymore, he grabbed Xiaoya by the collar and pushed him out the door: "Then hurry up."

Su Lang guessed that Tan Zhen must have gone to the underground parking lot of Haitian Hotel alone.According to the attitude of the two of them on the way back from the Shaomao stop.

The two of them disagreed on whether to hand over this matter to the police, and Tan Zhen preferred to figure it out by himself.

If he couldn't enter the interior from Shaomao Speed ​​Stop, then he must enter from another entrance, go to the bottomless underground, and see what's going on inside!

The smell of alcohol on Su Lang's body filled the entire carriage, Xiaoya sniffed the mellow aroma of high-end vodka greedily, and said to Su Lang, "It's really drunk and sexual."

Tan Zhen got off Su Lang's car at the gate of the underground palace, but did not enter the underground palace to go to work.

He knew that the current underground palace was completely different from the underground palace a few days ago, and he was already eating the meal of youth.

In this line of work, no one intends to become popular or purple.

However, he didn't expect that his Waterloo would come so quickly, and he was actually defeated by a King Kong Barbie who had been in the industry for a month.

Compared with going back to the underground palace to find his place, it is more important to find out about the matter of Yu Xing that has been hanging in his heart.

Tan Zhen saw that Su Lang's car was going farther and farther, so he took another taxi to the Haitian Hotel. He directed the taxi driver to drive to the second floor of the underground garage, and then got off at the northeast corner where there was no direct camera exposure. The driver leaves.

The three big gasoline barrels were moved away by Su Lang's order before, and he and Su Lang also changed the combination lock on the small door together, so he went down into the secret passage without any effort.

Although alone, with the phone's lighting function on, he still feels the wind is blowing and a little scary, but thinking about Yu Xing, thinking about the secret that Dong Mingze, who he thinks he has a clear distinction between good and evil, must keep no matter what, he feels a wave of pain all over his body. heat.

The hotness came from his panic about the bottomless secret passage, as well as his fear of the unknown, and it seemed that something deeper was dragging and rubbing him.

He stepped on the pebbles in the dark passage, and moved forward step by step, the light could only find a place in front of him.Any small sound can resonate, so that it feels like there are ghosts crying and howling wolves.

Tan Zhen was dizzy and sweaty. He only had a wallet and a pocket knife that he had carried with him for many years.

Suddenly, he felt weak under his feet, and the deep tunnel in front of him seemed to be mixed with a certain scene in his memory.

The men's sinister laughter, the women's screams, the thick palm, the palm is as rough as sandpaper, his arm is grabbed, the pain is so painful, the pain is so painful that he can't breathe, but he can't cry, just ask himself It can become transparent and disappear into that hell-like cage.

Tan Zhen continued to move forward. The air in the secret passage was already very thin, and he was a little hypoxic. While shaking his head to force himself to stay awake, he raised his hand to feel the flow of the wind.

He didn't know how long he had walked, but it seemed that he was about to reach the end of the tunnel. When there was wind and light, there would be the truth.

However, in the next second, his eyes were blank, and he lost consciousness instantly.