I come from the abyss

The topographic map of the abandoned chemical plant, guessing the place where the hostages are most likely to be hidden and the best escape tool can be parked. It is spacious, private, easy to defend and difficult to attack... There it is!

Li Zan picked up the small binoculars on his chest to check, and sure enough, he saw a five-story concrete building in the chemical plant. The windows were almost sealed, hidden behind a pile of reaction vessels, and a helicopter was parked on the roof for easy escape. .

Letting out a long breath, Li Zan took advantage of the insufficient distance between the cooling water towers to climb over the top of the towers and run towards the concrete building. He didn't meet many mercenaries on the way, because they were all lying in ambush ahead and sniping the anti-terrorism special police.

To the cooling tower less than seven meters away from the cement building, and there is a steel beam about 15 meters high between the cooling tower and the cement building, which is five stories high.

It doesn’t sound very high, but there is only a steel beam connecting it, and there are no guardrails on both sides. The total length is about six meters. Walking on it is still easy to cause acrophobia.

Li Zan was just about to turn over the iron railing when he keenly heard movement behind him. He immediately turned around and was about to pull the trigger when he heard Jiang Heng's voice: "It's me!"

Taking a closer look, it was indeed Jiang Heng.

He was still wearing the clothes he had attended the banquet a few days ago, but he took off his coat and threw it somewhere, and his white shirt was stained with blood and dust, looking a bit uninhibited.

"Where is it hurt?"

"The arm was bruised and the bleeding stopped."

"What about the other hostages?"

"Cold winds should be blowing in Tseung Kwan O Bay now."

Li Zan raised his eyebrows: "It's awesome, Brother Heng, you can still escape alive if you lead someone out of prison." He found out the phone and sent the information of the hostage's location to the police. After receiving the information, the latter quickly notified the sea search and rescue team to go Rescue the hostages.

"Have you seen that 'Mr. Song'?"

"In the concrete building, he still refuses to leave and insists on continuing to attack finance. In fact, the money he earns now is enough for him to spend ten lifetimes in style."

"That's not necessarily true. His real identity and overseas accounts have been seized, and the Hong Kong government is ready to recover."

"Who is he?"

"Zhou Shouheng."

"It's not surprising." Jiang Heng kept thinking about the upper half of 'Mr. Song''s face after he fled. He was sure he had seen it somewhere, and it must have been recently. , who happened to be introduced by Zhou Shouheng, naturally suspected that the real identity of 'Mr. Song' was Zhou Shouheng.

Now with Li Zan's seal, his true identity is finally confirmed.

"You ran away and ran away, why are you coming back? Single-handedly picking up the drug nest?"

"It doesn't matter that you are here, I am full of confidence." Jiang Heng smiled apologetically, and took Li Zan's hand and walked towards the beam: "I have observed about seventy or eighty people, leaving about 20 people watching the third floor of the cement building. , there are financial elites there, the helicopter upstairs is Zhou Shouheng’s tool to escape to the high seas, he will definitely go to the fifth floor, we can go there to intercept him.”

The two walked carefully through the narrow steel beams. Jiang Heng jumped into the concrete building first, and Li Zan jumped back. They caught a glimpse of someone coming up from the stairs on the fourth floor, and they met eye to eye. The next second, fierce artillery fire came over , Li Zan bent over and dodged through the window, when he heard hurried footsteps rushing downstairs.

Jiang Heng: "This way!"

Li Zan followed Jiang Heng and quickly entered an empty room. A string of bullets swept across the wall and sparked. About five people approached. Li Zan killed one of them. Jiang Heng bit the ring and threw a grenade. Lying down, there was a bang and the dust clods fell like snowflakes.

The calm outside returned, and Jiang Heng tested to make sure there was no danger for the time being: "Let's go."

Li Zan looked up and saw a head suddenly popping out of the window behind Jiang Heng's shoulder, and quickly shot it to death. Jiang Heng looked back, startled, and put his hand on Li Zan's shoulder: "Thank you, Captain Li, for saving your life."

Li Zan glanced at him expressionlessly: "Don't be poor, there are more than a dozen people downstairs, let's deal with them one by one."

Xu Shi realized that the situation was irreversible. When they blew up a corner of the fifth floor, Zhou Shouheng had already fled to the helicopter on the roof with his computer in his hands, but there were still mercenaries downstairs blocking their way. .

Jiang Heng: "I'll deal with them, you go after Zhou Shouheng."

Li Zan said without pretense, "Okay."

After talking, Jiang Heng split up and acted. After staying here for many days, Jiang Heng had already figured out the enemy's interior. He opened the window and easily found the weapon depot on the fourth floor. The remote control off-road vehicle is less than half a meter long and wide, and can easily pass through the narrow porch. The four large wheels hold the spherical hollow iron frame in the middle, and a black bomb is placed in the center of the frame.

"Four-wheel drive remote-controlled bomb vehicle? You can buy such a new type of weapon? Why don't you use it?"

After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Heng realized that it should be the batch of new arms intercepted from Wan Qianshan in the high seas last time.

Wan Qianshan is to seize power in Burma, where the iron-blooded military is in power. Naturally, he will buy powerful new arms, but Zhou Shouheng intercepts the arms to eradicate Wan Qianshan. The group of mercenaries ignored the magic weapon of the four-wheel drive remote control bomb vehicle when they took their weapons.

Unfortunately, Jiang Heng, who has a good understanding of arms, not only knows its power, but also how to use it.

Immediately took away three bomb vehicles, and when they passed the work area where the financial elites were, they were all silenced by Zhou Shouheng.

Jiang Heng jumped to the first floor and attracted nearly six mercenaries. Hearing their swearing, Jiang Heng deliberately showed his back and hid when the other party pulled the trigger, and then drove a bomb vehicle into them from behind the mercenaries. In the center, there was a faint buzzing sound, which attracted the mercenaries to look down. Before they could realize what it was, they were blown away. In an instant, there were stumps and blood everywhere.

A few drops of blood splashed onto Jiang Heng's pale cheeks, adding a touch of ghostly killing to his gentle temperament.

The movement naturally attracted the attention of other mercenaries, but they were worried about fraud on the first floor, so they dared not come down easily, so they found the best shooting angles on the third and fourth floors, and their sight and artillery fire were enough to sweep any hiding place on the first floor .

The first floor is empty and flat, with only rubber clay, plastic buckets and other sundries, but they have been blown away. If you look down on the first floor from a high place, you can see it at a glance, except for three large buckets filled with yellowish-brown liquid, but they would not think that someone Dare to hide in liquid.

The reason was that something fell into the liquid two days ago and was instantly dissolved, causing the group of mercenaries to think it was a chemical agent harmful to the human body, perhaps a strong acid liquid.

They have stayed in the comfortable port city for too long, and they can't even tell the difference between strong acid liquid and ordinary solvents that can cause damage to human skin when heated, and they dare not just grab someone and throw it in for verification.

If it is still in the golden crescent, human life can be harvested at will.

Jiang Heng understands the topographical structure of the chemical factory, and knows where the third and fourth floors are the best for both offense and defense, so he placed the two bomb vehicles there in advance.

The mercenaries hiding on the third and fourth floors held their breath and carefully searched for Jiang Heng's figure, but found nothing for a long time. One of them suddenly thought: "Could it be hidden in the chemical pool?"

Others scoffed, thinking it was impossible.

But this man insisted, and fired at the chemical pool. The vat Jiang Heng was hiding in was lucky to escape, and no blood seeped out. This man also thought he was too suspicious. The four-wheel drive bomber could not help wondering: "What is this?"

The others looked down.

At the same time, a similar scene happened on the fourth floor.

The next moment, bang!boom!The loud noise overturned the ceilings on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, and the gravel fell one after another, smashing into the chemical pool and splashing water, and the flames shot down and wandered across the surface of the yellowish-brown liquid.

Jiang Heng climbed out of the chemical pool, left the abandoned factory, climbed to the top of the nearest cooling water tower, and waited for Li Zan's return.

Time went back to 10 minutes ago, after a lightning and thunderstorm, there was a torrential rain, and the world was vast.

Li Zan chased after Zhou Shouheng, pushed open the roof door, and Zhou Shouheng's confidant who was hiding on the top of the sedan chair held the back of his head. The parents who were shot dead, the comrades-in-arms of the master who died in the siege, and the distorted face laughing wildly amidst the blood dripping all over the ground suddenly changed into Zhou Shouheng's appearance.

Li Zan clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his flesh, the pain couldn't suppress the hatred pouring out continuously.

"Should I call you Zhou Shouheng, Mr. Song, or Zong?"

"I am used to the name Zhou Shouheng, but it is a pity that I will give up after today." Zhou Shouheng took out a silver-white pistol from his arms and pointed it at Li Zan's forehead: "I should have killed you five years ago! Your existence is Our shame, remember that it was your parents who made you suffer, but your dead relatives and friends were made by you, it was my mistake to let you live until now."

"Now, I'm going to correct that mistake."

Zhou Shouheng's index finger slowly pulled the trigger. Li Zan suddenly raised the back of his left hand and slapped the gun on his forehead. He grabbed Zhou Shouheng's wrist with his backhand and pulled him over. He stared at Zhou Shouheng's eyes. The latter had difficulty breathing, his cheeks flushed, and veins burst out on his forehead and neck. Once Zhou Shouheng's confidants shot him, he would kill Zhou Shouheng first, so he dared not move.

"How about I strangle you now?"

Zhou Shouheng raised a mocking smile, and was soon forced to droop the corners of his mouth by the feeling of suffocation.

"You... strangled me to death, and today... also, you have to die! The police avenged their private revenge... I'm worthy of cultivating, cough... cultivating your relatives and friends?"

Li Zan ordered Zhou Shouheng's confidants: "Put down the gun!"

Zhou Shouheng's confidant hesitated.

Li Zan yelled, "Put it down!!"

Zhou Shouheng's confidant reluctantly dropped the gun, and it just landed at Li Zan's feet. He kicked the gun with his toes and was about to catch it, but a white light flashed in front of his eyes. At first glance, Zhou Shouheng stabbed Li Zan fiercely in the abdomen with a dagger hidden somewhere.

Li Zan hurriedly avoided, the wound on his abdomen was cut open, and the blood flowed suddenly.

Zhou Shouheng's confidant jumped off the roof of the sedan chair, and as soon as his finger touched the gun, Li Zan stepped on it heavily. He kicked the toe of the man's face along an arc, and then punched him with a right hook to the temple. Zhou Shouheng himself Then take the opportunity to escape to the helicopter and start it.

The propeller rattled, and the strong wind that blew up made Li Zan, who was fighting each other, almost unsteady.

Li Zan was blinded by the strong wind, and Zhou Shouheng's confidant seized the opportunity to rush to the helicopter.

Li Zan rolled on the spot, grabbed the gun on the ground, and fired towards his confidant's legs. The opponent staggered and rushed towards the direction of the propeller, and was instantly headshot.

Blood spattered Li Zan's face, but without blinking his eyes, he aimed his gun at the helicopter's fuel tank, which was very close, and hit the fuel tank several times, and the yellow liquid flowed out. Rain and fog, but Li Zan has no intention of chasing after him.

Zhou Shouheng can't get out of the high seas.

Li Zan clutched his abdomen, and the blood slid down the rainwater and was quickly washed away.

Jiang Heng was waving at the cooling water tower opposite. Li Zan was about to go downstairs, but when he looked down, he found that all the mercenaries who had been fighting against the anti-terrorist special police had retreated to the abandoned chemical factory. There were about a dozen of them, and he couldn't deal with them alone.

You can only climb the steel beams to the cooling water tower opposite.

Fortunately, it was covered by heavy rain, otherwise it would not have been shot down.

When Li Zan climbed nearly two-thirds of the way to the cooling water tower, someone spotted him from the window on the fourth floor. A dozen or so mercenaries looked at him with anger in their eyes. One of them stepped forward, carrying a rocket launcher.

Behind him was Jiang Heng's voice: "The fourth floor is the weapon depot, they came back to replenish their weapons——Li Zan, come quickly!"

"..."

Hey!

Li Zan didn't care about the soreness of his legs, the pain of his wounds and the sudden fear of heights. He strode forward with his long legs and ran forward with all his strength. Jiang Heng opened his hands in front of him as if to hug him.

"Quick! Run faster! Faster!!"

Jiang Heng yelled, his face showing a gaffe and panic that he had never seen before.

The mercenaries behind him had already loaded their shells, and they were left behind in the armory on the fourth floor. The last remote-controlled bomb vehicle rolled its wheels and approached the mercenaries. No one noticed it. Only Jiang Heng, who was controlling it, knew its trajectory.

The mercenary smiled cruelly, as if he had already seen the scene where Li Zan was blown to pieces, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. "Boom—" the violent explosion sounded in his ears, and Li Zan appeared in his pupils leaping forward. , as well as the soaring flames and flying fragments flashing across the eyelashes, the scalding temperature rushing towards their faces, as if they were close at hand, and could devour them in an instant.

The angle of view suddenly pulled up, and I saw that the fourth floor of the entire abandoned chemical factory exploded again, and dozens of mercenaries were blown to pieces. The violent explosion shock wave almost broke the steel beams connecting the factory and the cooling water tower. Before he died, only the scene of Li Zan flying into the air appeared in his pupils, but he didn't see him crashing into Jiang Heng's arms, rolling down twice, only being shaken by the explosion and his ears ringing for a few minutes.

After the aftermath of the explosion, the anti-terrorist special police surrounded the abandoned chemical plant. Jiang Heng stood up with Li Zan in his arms, and watched from the top of the cooling water tower more than ten meters high. After circling twice in mid-air, it crashed into the deep sea, followed by explosions and flames, and was swallowed by the vast sea in an instant.

The rain gradually subsided, and the sea breeze blew up Li Zan's wet black hair, exposing his smooth forehead.

Li Zan looked at the place where the plane crashed with dazed eyes, and murmured, "It's so easy to die."

How can one life be enough to repay the victim?

Which is enough?

Jiang Heng moved forward, holding Li Zan's hand tightly, without saying a word of comfort, just accompanied him quietly watching the embrace of the sky and the sea, the interweaving of the strong wind and heavy rain, and the two hearts cuddled tightly in the wind and rain.

The author has something to say: staying up late and writing until six in the morning can be regarded as finished. I thought that the final chapter would be five or six thousand at most, but who knew it would be fourteen thousand.

The last unit is a bit long to write. If there is a special episode, it will be updated slowly. There may or may not be. There should be one or two chapters. I don’t like writing special episodes.

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Let's talk about five cents

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The article of Abyss started in February 20 and ended in April 2. It has been written continuously for two years. I have always been deeply sorry for the follow-up article and the readers who once loved this article. I regretted it from time to time. Why double open.

But I also understand that if you don't double-open, there is a high probability that this article will be cheated.

The writing of Abyss is a bit difficult. I love it, but I am often puzzled, and I don’t know where it can be seen.

At that time, I started the criminal investigation article because I was very addicted to watching the criminal investigation drama for a year, so I wrote it passionately, but I couldn’t get the criminal investigation article, because the criminal investigation drama has a sense of picture, and the criminal investigation article needs to set up puzzles, and it needs to be solved. Slowly unfold the plot, I can't get it because of my impatient personality.

At that time, I tried to read criminal investigation articles, but I couldn't stand it. As a result, I loved "The Abyss" and wondered as I wrote it, how good is it?Where is its attractive plot?

It's just that I can't catch it.

When I write an article, I can know which plot arrangement is attractive, but I really can’t catch the criminal investigation article, so I write according to the method of the criminal investigation drama. Text, I can't get its charm a little bit.

When I finish writing a wonderful plot, I will be very excited. I still remember the excitement and excitement when I finished the high-c part. I feel that the writing is awesome, but when I switch to the reader's perspective, I am not interested again.

This is really because as a reader, I only love criminal investigation dramas, and I can't get criminal investigation articles. Even Sa Beining's statement today, I read it with relish.

But now, as a reader, I can slowly get the criminal investigation articles, and I am going to stock up and read them

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This was one of the reasons why I decided to double-open at the time, and it was also one of the reasons why the updates were often interrupted. The most serious period was when I finished writing Neptune. I wanted to finish the abyss in August and September, but every time I wrote and wrote, I fell into a situation where I couldn’t get it. confused.

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The second reason for breaking updates + double opening is that when I opened this article, I was always in a state of unstable mentality.

I stayed up until two o'clock in a row and woke up at nine o'clock for a year. The serious lack of sleep caused me to feel physically exhausted every time I wrote for about two months. The feeling was the same as going to school and going to work for two consecutive weeks. I basically lost my sense of the world. Longing, exhausted to the extreme, I can’t write a plot at all, and I feel a sense of exhaustion of inspiration, so I usually finish an article in about two or three months.

Resting after finishing, my depleted inspiration immediately flowed like a fountain.

The bad thing is that I didn't know the reason for this situation for a whole year. I didn't know it was because of fatigue. I thought it was a mentality problem. I found many reasons, such as declining grades, fewer comments, low clicks, outline Not perfect...neither!

It's not a matter of mentality at all!

When I was writing "The Abyss", I didn't know that the exhaustion of inspiration for about two months was exhaustion. When I opened "The Abyss", the anxiety for no reason and the fear of no inspiration reached the peak. I blamed it all on my mentality. I complained that my mentality was not stable. After I finished writing "Sea King", I tried to stop writing for another day, but found that I couldn't write because I was tired the day before, but I could improve the next day after I rested. I was faintly aware of the problem of physical exhaustion.

After finishing "Aquaman" and preparing to update "The Abyss", my mentality collapsed because I stopped updating for a month. I have never stopped updating for so long. I blame myself and feel sorry for myself. This mentality affected the update again, so that I felt that I could not write for the first time when I opened "Indescribable" (Xie V Wen). The state at that time was really terrible, as if I couldn't write at all.

I have thought about untying V several times, but if I undo V, I am afraid that I will be cheated. If I write free articles, my self-discipline will drop again and again.

May of 20 lasted until May of 5. I was in a daze, and my state, mentality, and work and rest were very poor. It was not until I wrote "Death" that I forced myself to resume my work and rest for a short time, and I was really sure of the state of mind I always thought The problem, in fact, is that the body is too tired.

Because I didn't know that it was physical exhaustion that caused me to be unable to write, I thought it was a mentality problem, so I was anxious, and finally turned into "extreme anxiety caused by trying to solve the mentality problem I thought could not be solved".

Now I have finally found out the reason, but the schedule has been completely messed up, and it is really difficult to change it back.