When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Wen Le was startled, the kidnappers must have found him, right?

He shrank, and quietly took out the sauce knife he bought today from the bag. He was planning to go back to make cakes, but he didn't expect to use this bladeless knife for self-defense now.

He held his breath, clenched the spatula knife that did not make people feel at ease, and secretly prayed that the kidnappers would not find him.

I don't know if the prayers worked, the kidnapper really didn't go to the side of the pedal where he was hiding.

It turned out that the kidnapper was in a hurry to urinate, and the kidnapper walked about ten meters away, turned his back to Wen Le's direction, opened his trousers and whistled to release water.

This is simply God helping to cover.Wen Le didn't hesitate, and ran over lightly to pat the person curled up on the ground.

"Hi, how are you?" He lowered his voice.

"If you can hear me clearly, I'll find a chance to lure that person away later. There's a pond on the far left here. Go there and hide first. I've already called the police."

Fearing that the kidnapper would find himself after finishing his work, Wen Le hurried back after speaking.

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Yu Xingzhou was lying on the ground, he had been thirsty for a long time, his body temperature gradually dropped due to blood loss and hunger, his eyes went black for a while, and even his consciousness began to blur.

It's not that he hasn't escaped before, and the price is one of his legs.

Yu Xingzhou once thought that if he could be rescued, he would definitely make those who kidnapped him pay a heavy price, but at this moment he felt that he might not be able to wait until he was rescued.

His eyes were so swollen that he could barely open them, he could only feel the warmth of the man on his face, the man's voice was very soft, whispered a few words in his ear, and then left, only Leave a back view, as illusory as a fake.

Wen Le planned to lure the kidnapper away and let the man on the ground run away first.He took a closer look just now, and the man was seriously injured, and his consciousness had begun to blur. If he continued to be beaten, he might really die.

Wen Le left from behind the pedal, and walked around to the place he had passed before, which happened to be a blind spot.There was still some battery left on the phone, so he found a song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", turned the volume to the maximum, and clicked the play button.

"Who brought the ancient call, and who left the thousand-year hope~" The phone rang on the ground, and the singing was loud and clear.

Sure enough, after the kidnapper heard the sound, his attention was attracted, and he walked towards this side.Wen Le hurriedly left from the back around the path, he knew that this time was not enough for that person to escape, and he had to do something else.

He didn't have time to worry about his mobile phone. He still had a bag of fine flour and two bottles of wild pepper in his bag. Seeing that the kidnapper realized something was wrong and was about to go back, Wen Le picked up a stone and threw it hard.

The stone hit the steel frame, making a crisp sound, and sure enough, the kidnapper came over again looking for the sound. Hearing the sound of the man's footsteps getting closer, Wen Le held the open flour bag with one hand, and clenched it tightly with the other. The spatula, held his breath.

There was a dead silence around him, so quiet that he seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.Bang, bang, Wen Le's whole heart was in suspense. He hid in the shadows and heard the footsteps stop in his ears. The kidnapper only needed to turn around a little to find him.

At that moment, Wen Le raised the flour bag in his hand and poured it out towards the kidnapper who turned around. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was blocked by the flour, he gave the other party several times with the spatula knife. Down.

Taking advantage of the man's pain, Wen Le sprinkled the opened wild pepper into the man's eyes.

There was a sour and spicy smell in the air, and the fragile eyes were suddenly tortured like this. The kidnapper was in terrible pain and wailed loudly.He covered his eyes, the pain was so great that he wanted to tear the body of the person who was about to shoot into pieces, but it was a pity that Wen Le had already run away when he was hit.

The mobile phone has been lost, and Wen Le doesn't know if 110 has come. Thinking of the broken leg of the man on the ground before, I feel really worried.Suddenly he felt that something was wrong behind him, as if he heard another footstep vaguely.

He kicked a piece of discarded steel bar and hit the scrap iron next to him, making a clear sound, he stopped in his tracks, and sure enough, the sound behind him also stopped a second after he stopped.

Who is it? Wen Le gripped the slightly deformed spatula knife tightly.His feet are not good, so if something happens, he may not be able to run away, so, turn around and meet him and find a chance to escape!

Wen Le continued to walk forward, and the sound of footsteps followed her again.one two three!Wen Le stopped suddenly, turned around quickly, lowered his body and swung the sauce knife in his right hand fiercely.

boom!With a crisp sound, the spatula knife hit an iron rod, and a big, dark-skinned man was holding two iron rods, staring at him nervously and fiercely.

Wen Le was not allowed to react, and soon another iron rod fell towards his head. He barely avoided it by tilting his head, and the iron rod fell on his neck.The stick caused him so much pain that he almost fainted, and now he couldn't even lift half of his arm.

The spatula fell to the ground, and Wen Le gritted his teeth to wake up from the pain.He looked behind the gangster, with a look of surprise on his face, and shouted: "The police are here! I'm here, comrade police, help!"

The gangster's expression changed, and he turned his head to look back extremely nervously. Seeing that he had been fooled, Wen Le seized the opportunity and ran away.

Soon, the sound of chasing came from behind, and Wen Le almost fell down several times in a panic. Seeing that he turned a corner and was about to run away, suddenly a hand stretched out in front of him.

It was a familiar hand, the owner of which had a pair of red, swollen and tearful eyes, holding a solid brick.

In a trance, Wen Le was knocked to the ground by the other party, blood flowed from the head, and he was hit a few times. He felt dizzy and wanted to curl up to protect his internal organs, but he could only paralyze like a dead dog on the ground.

Seeing that Wen Le didn't respond, the two assailants didn't care about him anymore, remembering the person the boss told them to keep, they hurried back.

"It's his grandma's. I ran into a psychopath, and my eyes were almost crippled. If the boss didn't let me watch over him, I would have to cripple this kid!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk, go back and see if the person is still there, if something goes wrong, you don't need your eyes."

"Fuck, damn it..."

The two walked back in a hurry, but no one noticed that the silent people on the ground behind them gradually disappeared into a faint glow.

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Wen Le felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he acted bravely. In order to rescue the stranger trapped by the gangsters, he fought desperately with the gangsters, and unfortunately died in the end.

Maybe it was the inexplicable sympathy and sense of justice, or maybe it was the suffering stranger that reminded him of himself, Wen Le felt that this dream was really long and tiring.

He woke up in a daze, very thirsty, and before he opened his eyes, he started looking for a cup on the bedside table.After touching for a long time, let alone the cup, he didn't even touch the bedside table.

Wen Le opened his eyes in confusion, and looked to the side. This was not the bedroom and bed he was familiar with, but he was lying on the empty ground.

He slowly got up and wanted to call for someone, but there was no one around, his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke. After walking for a while, he finally found a pool. He didn't care about other things, so he just held it with his hands and drank it. .

As soon as the water entered his throat, he felt comfortable. The pool water was unexpectedly sweet. After drinking enough water, Wen Le rested by the pool for a while.The surface of the pool returned to calm, like a mirror, reflecting Wen Le's appearance.

The messy hair, the sleepy face, and the blood that spread from the face to the neck, and finally soaked the shirt, all were clearly reflected on the lake.

Wen Le put his hand on his head unconsciously, and the blood stains on his head told him that it was not a dream, he was really opened, and he almost died!

But now he doesn't feel any pain or itching, and he doesn't feel hurt at all. If he didn't see the reflection on the water, he would even think it was a dream.

Who saved him?

He had nothing on him, his cell phone had been lost long ago, his clothes were also stained with blood and mud, and the most valuable thing on his body was only the jade pendant that his grandfather asked him to wear all the time.

Thinking of this, Wen Le couldn't help touching his neck, but he only touched a rope, and the jade pendant that was originally worn on it was gone!

He took down the rope, it was still stained with blood, the rope was not damaged, but the jade pendant disappeared.

The jade pendant was handed down from generation to generation in their family. It was given to him by his grandfather when he was seven years old, and he was strictly instructed not to leave his body. He always wore it next to his body.

After losing the significant jade pendant, Wen Le couldn't calm down anymore, so he hurriedly buried himself in looking for it.Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He returned to the pool, opened the collar of his shirt and looked at the water. Sure enough, it was not an illusion just now, and there was something that had never existed before near his heart.

It was a mark in the shape of two leaves, which looked very familiar, as if it had appeared in Wen Le's mind thousands of times.

Wen Le remembered his childhood.

It was also a summer, and he and his grandfather sat under the big banyan tree to enjoy the shade, and his grandfather handed him the jade pendant with the rope on it.

"Grandpa, why do you want me to wear this?"

"To protect you, if you bring Xiao Le, you won't be captured by monsters."

"Hey, grandpa, look at it, why there are two leaves on it, it's so strange."

"What's so strange, put it on quickly. Did you promise grandpa to wear it all the time? Obediently, wear this bodhisattva to bless you."

"Slightly slightly slightly, Grandpa, you lied to me again. You taught me to be a chef when you said I was obedient last time."