Dangerous Contract

"Hahaha..." Su Shaomao was immersed in his own world, and accompanied by more and more rapid booms and explosions, he began to look like a lunatic.

"Hahaha," Su Shaomao hugged Tan Zhen and Su Lang from behind, and pulled them towards the place where the explosion sound came from, "This is a gift from my father, come on brother, let's share it together!"

"Get lost! You lunatic!" Su Lang broke Su Shaomao's arm, and his strong desire to survive made him beat his brother's head and face indiscriminately.

"Let's go, leave this place to me!" Xiaoya took a stride and almost flew behind Su Shaomao, grabbed his hair and threw it against the wall.

Those strong men who were still loyal just now, seeing Su Shaomao's pure appearance of dragging others to death, were also scared, and ran away from a distance, and quickly went to find the stairs to climb up.

Su Lang knew that in this underground garage, the stairs on each floor were set in different places, and if he wanted to escape smoothly, it was best to follow them.

Tan Zhen looked back at Xiaoya, feeling unspeakably sour in his heart.

This little boy, who has not been in the store for a long time, is said to be his apprentice, but he is busy with various trivial matters all day long and has no intention of taking care of him. He did not expect to follow Su Lang to rescue him.

Tan Zhen's heart is not made of stone, he sent Su Lang to the stairs, and then ran back to help Xiaoya restrain Su Shaomao who was screaming like crazy.

The sound of explosions continued, and Tan Zhen suddenly felt a chill in his chest during the scuffle.He lowered his head, and there was blood gushing out from the hospital gown.It turned out that in the blink of an eye, that demon Su Shaomao really stabbed him!

This guy, Xiaoya, is really getting better at dressing up, Tan Zhen couldn't help thinking so when he looked at Xiaoya who was gradually moving away from his sight when he fell down.

"Brother Zhen!" Xiaoya exclaimed, a large amount of blood gushed out from Tan Zhen's ribs, but that lunatic Su Shaomao was about to make another stab.

Hearing Xiaoya's scream, the weak Su Lang ran back from the stairs. When he saw Tan Zhen lying in a pool of blood, his whole body would explode.

"Quick, take him away!" The sound of the explosion was getting closer and closer, Xiaoya couldn't subdue the lunatic at all, and could only hug him with brute force.

"Xiaoya!" Su Lang exclaimed, "No, you run away with us!"

"I'm fine, I can't die, I'm strong, remember to save a piece of the old lady's first pot of sugar oil cake!"

Su Lang picked up Tan Zhen who was pierced under the ribs by Su Shaomao, his whole body was trembling, and the last bit of strength condensed in his body would be exhausted.

"Brother, this is a gift from my father, are you sure you don't want it?" Su Shaomao yelled crazily while being held tightly by Xiaoya.

"Let's go!" Xiaoya's cheongsam has burst from the seam on the back, and Su Shaomao's round and strong muscles are tied tightly.

Su Lang staggered, carried Tan Zhen who was in pain on his back and walked towards the stairs.

For the first time, he felt that he was useless. Xiaoya was half-forced to come here. Although that guy behaved a little strangely and always spoke insanely, he was really a good person with a solid heart.

Xiaoya watched Su Lang's back with Tan Zhen on his back disappear before her eyes, and the arms that bound Su Shaomao tightened again.

A stream of flames erupted from the end of the corridor.

Tan Zhen's expression when he saw Su Lang when he came out of the "cell" flashed in Xiaoya's mind.

He finally understood the circumstances under which a person would wish for a wish that seemed impossible to ever come true.

It is when you are helpless and desperate but have a little illusion about this world!

And as the wishing angel, his existence is to save these poor children.

Xiaoya felt hot all over, and her eyes were full of fire.

Tan Zhen 20 years ago, what happened to Tan Zhen who gave him heart-piercing headaches, what happened to him that made him strongly beg to become transparent...

It turns out that the angel is the patron saint!

Xiaoya felt ashamed of her dereliction of duty. She failed to protect the petitioner, and made fun of his wish to satisfy her own bad taste!

Xiaoya didn't know when she started to learn human feelings, and she burst into warm tears from the corners of her eyes.He tightened his arms around Su Shaomao even more.

Su Lang carried Tan Zhen on his back and climbed up the stairs one by one.

Although Tan Zhen's ribs were sticky and full of blood gurgling from his body, he didn't feel any pain.He lay on Su Lang's back, feeling warm and comfortable.

"Hey! Don't fall asleep, hold on!" Su Lang said, climbing up the stairs with hands and feet, and the place where he was close to Tan Zhen felt the same warmth.

"Brother..." Tan Zhen was in a daze, his upper and lower teeth chattering, as if he had returned to a very small time, so small that he didn't seem to have that time in his own memory.

On a muddy path, a little boy who was not much older than himself told him not to fall asleep while carrying his drowsy back.

"Did you come?" Tan Zhen raised the corners of his mouth and tried to open his mouth. Su Lang's earlobe was right in front of his eyes. He looked so gentle, so cute.

"Persevere, persevere," Su Lang finally climbed up to the -3rd floor, kicking the door open with all his strength, "I will take you out, climbing out layer by layer."

As Su Lang said, he raised his neck slightly and rubbed against Tan Zhen's head. His nose was sore and his throat was very dry: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Stop it," Tan Zhen's arms hanging from Su Lang's shoulders began to shake weakly, and he could only make a weak sound, while the sound of explosions downstairs was still spreading layer by layer.

"Woo..." Su Lang sniffed, and found a place to stop in the dark, he wanted to find something to stop Tan Zhen's bleeding first.

Because Tan Zhen lost too much blood in a short period of time, his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, his head was dizzy, and his mind began to become unclear.

Su Lang got up and knocked over a basket of things. He searched in the dark in the room, even if it was a roll of gauze, a bandage or just a piece of cloth.

Tan Zhen was leaning against the locker, lying on the ground in a very twisted posture, and his fingers touched a round object inadvertently.

Based on years of experience in accepting gifts from ladies, Tan Zhen knew that it was a ring box that fell out of Su Lang's pocket.

He didn't know the origin of the ring box, he found it inexplicably interesting, and rubbed it in his hand to distract him.

After a while, Su Lang came back and found an old-fashioned flashlight with a long handle among a pile of miscellaneous things.

Using the flashlight, he found another towel quilt and two fluffy cushions.

"Come on, lean on this." Su Lang picked up Tan Zhen, let him lean on the cushion, then tore the towel quilt with his teeth, and bound Tan Zhen's ribs with cloth strips.

After doing all this, he himself was too tired to breathe.

"This pattern is still of a cat and a mouse." Looking at Su Lang's appearance, Tan Zhen couldn't bear to make the other party worry about him, so he looked down at the place Su Lang had bandaged and tried to smile.

The long-handled flashlight was turned in Tan Zhen's hand, and the beam of light shone on the things in the room from near or far.

Different from the icy and terrifying places below, this floor seems to have traces of normal human habitation.

"Is that a slide?" Tan Zhen narrowed his eyes and curled up in Su Lang's arms.

Su Lang turned the direction of the flashlight to the place Tan Zhen said, and there was indeed a luxurious large indoor slide.

Looking at the feet again, the basket of odds and ends that Su Lang knocked over before turned out to be all kinds of models of small cars.

"This..." Su Lang picked up a small motorcycle casually, rubbed his nose, and suddenly felt very blocked, "This should be where Kang lives."

Tan Zhen didn't know, so following the beam of Su Lang's flashlight, he saw a glass framed photo on a bookcase not far away.

The photo seemed to be taken next to the slide in front, the little boy with dull eyes, drooling from the corner of his mouth, but Su Shaomao smiled very gently.

He hugged Kangkang and put his head against the little boy's ear.

The author has something to say: Good night, see you tomorrow!