"Haha, good, good, good!"
Standing in front of the monitor screen, Zhao Ritian looked at the reaction of his son in front of him, and couldn't help but yelled angrily. He didn't expect that his son, whom he was supporting, would also betray him now!
People are always so selfish, and Zhao Ritian is no exception. In his eyes, you are my son, and everything I do to you is a gift. Even if I give up on you, I should be a father, but you must never Betray me, otherwise, it would be unfaithful, unfilial, unjust. For such a son, Zhao Ritian's method of treating such a son is not only to kill, but even Ling Chi does not give up his hatred. He treats his son in the same way, and he wants to be Mary What will it end up when in his hands
"Changming, Changming, don't blame your father for being cruel!"
Zhao Ritian muttered to himself, slowly pulling out the keyboard under the table, slowly typing in a few commands, and pressing the Enter key. The screen on the computer screen immediately switched to the lobby, while Jiang Minghao and the others were in the lobby at this time. .
"Zhao Changming, I didn't expect your house to be so luxurious? I originally thought it was a vain appearance. It was a frustration. I didn't expect your front office to be decorated in such a magnificent manner. Someday if I am discharged from the army, I will go to be a profiteer, too damned Earned money.” Wu Tian joked while admiring the dazzling decorations in the front hall.
"Oh, I'm going, Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface"!" Wu Tian suddenly shouted, "Looking at the paper's age and notes, it should be true, isn't it in Li Shiming's tomb? How can you hang your house? The front hall?"
Wu Tian is a genius who knows astronomy and geography. He has naturally studied calligraphy and painting. When he said that he would go forward to touch and admire the calligraphy and painting. Zhao Changming was scared and hurriedly shouted:
"Wu Tian, don't go, maybe..."
"Perhaps a shit, I don't want to, don't be stingy!" Wu Tian interrupted Zhao Changming's words directly, and he had to stretch his hand over.
"Wu Tian don't move!" This time, Long Zhiwen also spoke, and he shouted directly in a commanding tone: "Come back, I feel that something is not right here, why is it lifeless?"
At this time, Jiang Minghao had already used his own perspective to scan the entire room. He found that the layout of the room was like a sharp knife. There was a metal tube at the four top corners of the room, like a gun barrel, but this There are wires connected behind the metal pipes. Jiang Minghao moved his wheelchair to a house, looked at the thick dust accumulated on the tables and chairs, and asked:
"Changming, your house is so big, don't you have a servant to clean it?"
"Yes!" Zhao Changming holding the katana just picked up from the outside, walked over with a look of confusion, looking at the thick dust on the table and chair: "My father has a habit of cleanliness, even a small amount of dust is not allowed. Yes, so the servant cleans it at least twice a day, strange, why is there such a thick dust here today?"
When Long Zhiwen heard them talking, he began to observe the surrounding situation. Suddenly, he pointed to a socket and asked, "Look at that socket."
Everyone followed Long Zhiwen’s fingers towards the socket on a wall, and saw that the white socket surface was as smooth as new, especially on the edge of the socket, which was almost spotless. Jiang Minghao’s pupils shrank instantly because of this. The socket is enough to prove that all the dust in this front hall was arranged before they came in. It must be a great conspiracy to arrange a house as clean as a new one, and this conspiracy might even be required. The lives of all of them.
"Xiaotian, come here!"
"Ah? Brother Hao, what's the matter?" Wu Tian reluctantly stared at Wang Xizhi's Orchid Pavilion preface, and walked towards Jiang Minghao in three steps!
"You kid grind again, just wait for Wang Xizhi to write it to you directly in the Yin Cao Jifu!"
"Eh... Brother Hao, right? I think this place is so broken, even if there is a mechanism, it would have failed long ago!" Wu Tian raised his mouth, but his feet sped up a bit, and came to Jiang Minghao's in front of.
"Xiaotian, take a look, what is the powder on this table, can you see it?"
Wu Tian looked down at the powder on the table, pinched a little more on the tip of his nose and smelled it:
"Well, it smells of sunlight, it should be dust, but it is mixed with sulfur." Then Wu Tian rubbed his fingertips gently and said: "It's very delicate, there should be flour in it."
"No, everyone, hurry up and exit this room."
When Wu Tian said that it was mixed with sulfur, Jiang Minghao's eyes were already jumping wildly, but when he said that there was flour in it, Jiang Minghao's heart stunned, watching this like a curtain all over the house. Dust, Jiang Minghao had no time to explain, he could only shout to remind everyone to leave the room first.
"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw quickly." After Long Zhiwen heard Jiang Minghao's words, no matter what the situation, he reacted for the first time and pulled Zhao Changming beside him and ran towards the door. Wu Tian also pushed Jiang Minghao. Following, the Wei Debing on the side saw Mary wearing high heels. Fortunately, he directly carried her on his shoulders and ran.
At this moment, Zhao Ritian showed a sinister smile on his face in front of the computer screen. This smile was full of the smell of death, as if these people on the screen were his dolls, and could become his turtles at any time.
"Snapped······"
It was the tapping of fingers and the computer keyboard. With this soft sound, an iron fence suddenly dropped above the front door of Jiang Minghao and the others. Long Zhiwen and the others were about to approach the door, but no matter how they accelerated, I always feel a step behind the iron fence that slowly falls.
"Fuck·······"
Long Zhiwen, who was running at the front, suddenly cursed fiercely. He suddenly struck his elbow, and directly intercepted Zhao Changming, who was behind him, over his chest. At this critical moment, Long Zhiwen suddenly grabbed his hands. He took Zhao Changming's legs and pushed him to the ground, taking himself as the origin, turning around like a big windmill, and then letting go. Zhao Changming was like a derailed roller coaster, toward the iron fence and the ground. Only the tiny gap left flew out.
"rub······"
Only heard the friction of flesh and iron railings, Zhao Changming's body was squeezed through the tiny gap between the iron railings and the ground under extreme speed, leaving a trace of bright red blood on the bottom of the iron railings.
Zhao Changming, who was thrown to his feet by Long Zhiwen, struggled to stand up. He felt a heart-piercing pain in his right hand. A large piece of flesh was rubbed off on his arm, and the blood came from him. The skin and flesh slowly ooze out, like crystals of garnet falling on the ground drop by drop. Zhao Changming's left hand is firmly holding the wound, as if the wound on the right arm is more painful as the blood flows out. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help frowning.
To be honest, in that situation, if Long Zhiwen didn’t throw Zhao Changming out, then all of them would be trapped in it, and there was still a trace of luck in Long Zhiwen’s heart, although he knew that Zhao Ritian didn’t care about it. Son, but he still hopes that Zhao Changming can find his father and persuade him to let everyone go.
"Zhao Changming," Long Zhiwen squeezed the iron fence with both hands and said: "Next, I can only rely on you."
Zhao Changming looked at his wound, then looked up at the crowd, nodded fiercely, turned and ran out in the other direction.
Seeing Zhao Changming's hard work, Jiang Minghao shook his head helplessly and said: "Commander Long, you know that Zhao Ritian will kill him. Why do you want Zhao Changming to find his father instead of letting him leave? At least that way, he still lives. Opportunity."
"Humph!" Long Zhiwen seemed to feel that Jiang Minghao saw his inner fear and snorted coldly to cover up:
"He is a soldier. Soldiers should be fearless and never flinch. I, Long Zhiwen's soldier, have never been a deserter."
"Even if you know you are going to die, do you want him to go?" Jiang Minghao suddenly raised his head and looked at Long Zhiwen and asked, his eyes were like a wolf full of resentment. Jiang Minghao has been there since Zhao Changming changed. Accepted him from the bottom of my heart, and even regarded him as his own brother, because they both wear the same green uniforms, and as brothers, where is there any overnight hatred
When Long Zhiwen turned to see Jiang Minghao’s eyes, he felt as if he was being stared at by an angry wolf. Those eyes full of anger and hatred, as if he was a hunter who killed his members. Take revenge for your partner.
Seeing Jiang Minghao’s angry look, Long Zhiwen made no secret of the killing aura in his heart, and returned it with a killing aura. The two eyes seemed to be two extremely strong currents intertwined with each other, and there was no sign of retreat. If Jiang Minghao is now intact, I believe his fist has been swung towards Long Zhiwen.
Wu Tian saw that Jiang Minghao directly confronted Long Zhiwen. Regardless of the reason, he happily rolled up his sleeves and rushed upwards, which happened to report his revenge in the military ward. Wei Debing looked at the situation and pulled it. Living in Wu Tian, he knew very well in his heart that even if Jiang Minghao is now able to move freely, adding one to the three of them is not necessarily Long Zhiwen’s opponent, so he cleanly said:
"Brother Hao, why did you suddenly let us run? Is there something wrong with this room?"
Jiang Minghao heard Wei Debing’s voice and turned his head slightly, but his tone was still as cold as ice, and he asked calmly: "Dust, flour, sulfur, Wu Tian, if these three things are mixed together , What will happen if you encounter an open flame while floating in the space?"
Although Wu Tian was dragged by Wei Debing, he still gasped and reflexively replied: "Dust explosion!"
However, when these four words were spoken, the expressions of all of them were instantly consistent with those of Jiang Minghao, which means that the five of them are now completely in a bomb that may explode at any time, even if Zhao Ritian is right. His son had a hint of pity, but now that Zhao Changming was thrown out by Long Zhiwen, Zhao Ritian could detonate the bomb to send them on the road without any worries.
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