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Lu Zhe felt itchy on his face, as if someone brushed gently with a brush. He wanted to raise his hand to rub it, but when he tried hard, his arm was pressed down by a huge and fixed force.

He opened his eyes, but was hurt by the bright light above his head. Lu Zhe turned his head, and Han Shaowei beside the bed looked at him with a half-smile, holding a small piece of toilet paper in his hand.

"..." Lu Zhe moved his ankle, which was also tied to the bed, so he stopped struggling and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

What happened last night is still vivid in my mind, and Lu Zhe remembers it very clearly.Han Shaowei held him a few steps deeper into the corridor, and suddenly attacked him on the back of the neck. Lu Zhe's attention was so focused that he could not succeed. The two fought on the concrete floor as silently as possible for a while. In the end, it was Lu Zhe who pinned Han Shaowei to the ground.

——As a result, the inexplicable powder sprinkled by Han Shaowei choked up tears, and he was knocked unconscious by an accident.

Han Shaowei knew he was wrong, so he scratched Lu Zhe's face with soft toilet paper, and said in a low voice, "I want to sleep with you, Lu Zhe."

Lu Zhe frowned in disgust, but kept his eyes closed.

"You look like a wild beast that has fallen into a trap, capable of resisting but unable to jump out." Han Shaowei smiled slightly, "You look quite obedient."

Lu Zhe turned a deaf ear and acted like a fly was flying around his ears.

"As for what you said last night," Han Shaowei lowered his head and whispered into Lu Zhe's ear, "You have to know that this hospital is not the end, you still have a long way to go—"

Before Han Shaowei finished speaking, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly. Lu Zhe narrowed his eyes and vaguely saw a tall figure.

——It should be the woman who was brought down by Amber Wei not long ago.

"Is he awake?" The woman spoke bluntly, with a bit of blunt impoliteness.

"No." Han Shaowei glanced at her calmly, "What are you doing?"

"How to deal with this person?"

Lu Zhe couldn't see what was going on in the room, only heard a few familiar humming sounds, and then, the voice burst into tears, it was a boy's voice.

"What's his name, Wei Dao, right?" Lu Zhe heard Han Shaowei's voice a little far away, probably heading towards Wei Dao, and after a while, he said casually, "Isn't the orphanage nearby? Just throw it in, this kid can't make any waves."

"Don't forget that he ran out to inform the police a few days ago." The woman's voice was not friendly, "Look at the one lying on the bed, isn't it a policeman? I really don't know why you keep him, how many people have you killed?" good."

"Then how do you want to deal with it?" Han Shaowei's voice was a little impatient, "How many times have I told you that the person on the bed cannot move, you'd better not make a decision on him."

"Quick temper..." the woman muttered, her arrogance weakened obviously, and she was obviously still afraid that Han Shaowei would get angry if she disagreed with her. "This child is left to you. It's useless to keep him. It's better to fill the blood bank of the hospital."

"I'm not going to do it, I want you to come." Han Shaowei said coldly.

"What? Are you afraid that your little lover will suddenly wake up and see your bloody hands?" The woman sneered sarcastically, "I'll tell you, it's impossible for him to get out of the basement, even if he sees it, he can't escape. You can still Chain him to the basement and play for three to five years—"

Lu Zhe only heard a crisp sound, and the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

"Have you said enough? If you have said enough, get out." Han Shaowei said indifferently, "Leave Wei Dao behind."

The woman dared not speak out, but she also knew that Han Shaowei had compromised. Lu Zhe only heard a few footsteps going away, and then the door slammed shut, deafeningly loud.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw Han Shaowei standing with his back to him, holding on to Wei Dao's collar, and the veins on the exposed half of his arm were bulging.Wei Dao was so frightened that he stopped crying, and only mumbled some words in his throat.

Han Shaowei stood there for a while, ignoring Lu Zhe's gaze, and walked directly to the side with Wei Dao in his hand. Lu Zhe turned his head and found a stainless steel table at the other end of the room. Next to the table was a dirty tub.

"I never thought of imprisoning you, Lu Zhe." Han Shaowei turned his back to Lu Zhe and picked out the needles on the table. His voice sounded calm, but it was also very depressed, as if he was carrying some unbearable weight. , "Believe me, even if I got to this point, I never thought about it that way."

"..."

Han Shaowei picked out the needle, slowly connected the needle tube and the blood collection bag, then threw Wei Dao into the bathtub, and pulled his thin arm forcefully.

"Han Shaowei." Lu Zhe couldn't help calling him in a low voice, "He's still a child."

"Turn your head away." Han Shaowei quickly helped Wei Dao with the plastic tube, without raising his head.

Lu Zhe frowned: "He's still so young, Han Shaowei, do you have the heart to do it?"

"If you don't treat him as a human being, you will have to bear it." Han Shaowei calmly wiped him with iodine.

"No!" Lu Zhe struggled hard, he felt that his wrist was almost being strangled by himself, "Han Shaowei, no!"

Han Shaowei inserted the needle indifferently, and dark red blood flowed out along the needle tube. Wei Dao groaned slightly, turned his head to look at Lu Zhe with a sad expression, and kept writing "SOS" in the air with his other hand— — help him.

"I said, turn your head away." Han Shaowei's Adam's apple moved slightly, his voice was deep and fierce, "Turn away."

"Let him go, Han Shaowei..." Lu Zhe shook his head desperately, "He is still young and doesn't understand anything. If you are really out of blood, you can smoke me!"

"To shut up."

Lu Zhe pleaded in vain for Wei Dao, no matter what his attitude was, Han Shaowei ignored it. Lu Zhe watched the blood collection bags swell up one by one, and Wei Dao's struggle became weaker and weaker. If he smokes like this, he will definitely die.

"Please, please, brother Wei, you are still my brother Wei..." Lu Che begged tremblingly, "Let him go, please let him go, you have never been so ruthless, Please, I beg you..."

For the first time since the woman entered the room, Han Shaowei turned his head to look at Lu Zhe. Lu Zhe saw that Han Shaowei's eyes were also red in the blurred eyes of tears. The two looked at each other for a moment. Han Shaowei took a light breath and sighed. Called his name: "Lu Zhe..."

"Lu Zhe, you are really my nemesis."

Han Shaowei pulled out the needle, pressed the cotton swab on Weidao's needle hole, took a deep breath, sat down by the bathtub and didn't speak.

And Lu Che also breathed a sigh of relief, the pressure suddenly disappeared, and he was half-paralyzed on the bed and took a deep breath, obviously frightened.

The two were silent with each other for a moment, Lu Che took a light breath, and sighed, "You didn't really think about putting Wei Dao to death at first, did you?"

Han Shaowei shook his head slowly, not knowing what it meant.

Lu Zhe paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Is it because of your grandma?"

After the words fell, he obviously saw Han Shaowei tremble, lowered his head even lower, and said nothing.

Lu Zhe knew that Han Shaowei must have some unexplainable difficulties, so he simply stopped asking, just moved his wrists and ankles, and said in a low voice, "Untie it for me, I have to send Weidao to the hospital."

"What are you thinking?" Han Shaowei raised his head and said calmly, "What is your position and what is my position? Didn't you make it very clear? Now that you are released, what do you want others to think of me? A traitor? "

Lu Zhe slightly opened his eyes and looked at Han Shaowei who suddenly became sharper. He was at a loss for a moment. He had forgotten that the two were in different camps, and neither could compromise with the other.

"In any case, Wei Dao must be treated in time, otherwise—" Lu Zhe shook his head, and was about to say something more, when the door was suddenly knocked open again.The woman went back just now, her face was still a little anxious, she just glanced at Lu Zhe unemotionally when she saw Lu Zhe woke up, and then said to Han Shaowei: "We have to go."

Han Shaowei frowned: "Are they here?"

"It's smashing the door." The woman pulled out her gun, loaded it quickly as she spoke, and then pointed at Lu Zhe, "Get rid of him, we have to leave through the back door."

Han Shaowei glanced at the gun lightly: "There is no need to kill him, there is a better way."

"You mean...abandoning the hospital?" The woman's gun lowered slowly, her expression serious, "But here—"

Han Shaowei glared at the woman, who immediately shut up and nodded silently.

"Pack up your things and go through the back door first, and I'll follow you later." Han Shaowei ordered flatly, "Act as soon as possible, they will rush in after a while, the basement door is not so strong, it can withstand their smashing. "

Lu Zhe listened to their conversation silently, from which he knew that An Baiwei must have brought someone to kill him, but his intuition told him that Han Shaowei must have left something deadly in the basement.

Amber Wei is extremely irritable now.

Last night, he left two back paths, but Lu Zhe avoided them both, and was even set aside by Lu Zhe. He fell asleep and woke up the next day.

At that time, he had the heart to kill.

Why is this little brat so disobedient?

"Team Security."

The blaster sent by Yu Feng politely signaled Amber slightly, and with a muffled sound, finally blasted the basement door open.

"The three teams follow me, and the others stay on top first." An Bai gave an order slightly, and Yang Lepei, Qi Xiu, Bian Jun, and Jiang Shuo followed through the door.I don't know if it's an illusion, but the basement looks colder and damper than usual, and there is still a faint smell of blood in the air, which makes people shudder.

The five people walked forward dully, walked towards the deepest part of the corridor, turned the corner, and An Baiwei stopped immediately.

The man who made his teeth itch with hatred was standing in the middle of the corridor, with a cigarette in his mouth, casually flicked the remote control in his hand, and said flatly: "Don't be impulsive, everyone. There are powerful monsters buried here. Bomb, as long as I press it lightly, hey... we can't run away."

"What do you want?" Amber narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Actually, I don't really want anything. If you think about it carefully, what you want most is for you to die." Han Shaowei raised the corner of his mouth happily, "Who told you to find out here? Sometimes what you shouldn't know is known Yes, but there is a price to pay."

As soon as his words fell, a gunshot rang out. The bullet hit Han Shaowei's arm, and the remote control immediately fell out of his twitching hand. Jiang Shuo lowered the gun nervously. He and An Baiwei had already rushed forward, one restrained Han Shaowei, and the other took down the remote control.

But almost at the same time, a huge and terrifying bang sounded from the ground, and before everyone could even react, they were both overturned by the billowing air waves against the wall. There were terrifying explosions one after another, followed by , the turbulent fire wave gushed out from the ground, burning people's faces dry.

An Baiwei couldn't stand still, and was repeatedly swayed by the air waves. He held on to Han Shaowei's collar unwaveringly, and shouted at him, "Where is Lu Zhe?"

Han Shaowei just sneered and didn't say a word.

"Fuck you."

An Bowei scolded a series of extremely ugly words, and the outburst of anger almost made him unable to think rationally. He punched Han Shaowei in the face, causing blood to flow out of his nose.

Han Shaowei laughed lowly, and raised his hand to cover his sore nose. An Baiwei's anger gave him an inexplicable pleasure, and he couldn't help but want to say something more to anger this person who regarded Lu Che as extremely important. man.

But An Bowei didn't give him a chance, Han Shaowei only felt a sharp tearing pain in his left eye, followed by a warm current flowing down his face.

Han Shaowei yelled in horror. He covered his left eye, looked at the man with the skyrocketing fire as the background in disbelief, and shouted like crazy: "You are no different from me, Amber! Wei! It's against the law for you to treat me like this! You have no reason to treat me like this!"

An Baiwei stepped on the flames and approached Han Shaowei step by step. The blood from Han Shaowei's left eye was still dripping from the cold blade. He was like a hell king who had lost his mind, and there was a crazy idea in his mind: kill him.

However, the moment he raised the dagger, a hand suddenly grabbed him, Amber paused, and heard an extremely familiar voice urgently behind him: "Are you crazy? Let's go!"