Mortal Prison Chapter 30: He is not human

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Chief?

This title is no joke.

I am a thief, one of the lowest among the three hundred and sixty professions. Ever since I joined this profession, no one has ever looked at me seriously. Suddenly, I am no longer surprised, but frightened.

For a while, the soldier and I stayed in place like two idiots, not knowing what to do.

"Chief?"

The soldier tried to shout again. Seeing that we didn't respond yet, he probably thought that the black muzzle of the gun frightened us, so he simply put away the gun and gave me a military salute. Shouted loudly: "Chief Ye, please give instructions!"

The last names match?

It seems that this is not an own goal.

I calmed down and thought about it for a moment before I understood.

Ni Huang.

I can't think of anyone else except her.

She once again refreshed my understanding of her. Not long ago, she was very capable when she took me and the soldiers out of the situation. This time, she even mobilized the troops to cooperate with me. This is no longer a bit of power. Something that can be done.

Who is she?

Before I could think about it carefully, something happened again on the second floor.

The door of Mr. Chen's private room opened.

Since the chaos started here, all the people who have been here have become a pot of porridge, running around like wolves. Only the single room was as calm as water, without any movement. At this time, the door was opened, and the people inside filed out, still No clutter.

The first few well-dressed buyers came out. They didn’t seem to be planning to escape. They stood there with smiles on their faces. One of them took out his mobile phone to make a call. It seemed that he was a related buyer. Be confident.

Afterwards, several men in black came out, all wearing tight black T-shirts, trousers and leather shoes, with bulging muscles and a sense of oppression. These men were guarding a man in a bright red Tang suit.

The man is about fifty or sixty years old, with a sloppy head and gray hair. He plays with two exercise **** in his hands. He has a hooked nose, gloomy eyes, and a typical mean and unkind appearance.

He should be Master Chen.

A few strong men in black guarded him, punching and kicking him all the way, and they reached the stairs in a blink of an eye. If he kept going like this, it wouldn't take long for him to leave through the back door.

I didn't care to argue with the soldier. Since he called me chief, I simply stuck two green onions in my nose and pretended to be an elephant. I pointed at Mr. Chen and gave the order: "That's him, go get them all for me." Get off!"

The soldier reacted much faster than me. He gave another military salute with a "pop", shouted "received", turned around and left. Within a short time, more than a dozen soldiers came and quickly moved towards Mr. Chen. He leaned over there.

"Okay, Xiaojiu!"

The soldier slapped me **** the chest, grinned widely and said, "They say thieves are afraid of soldiers. It's good for you. You gave orders without blushing. Now that you're capable, you can get into the act. Very deep!"

"Don't be happy too early!"

I exhaled the turbid air in my chest. Ni Huang’s promised cooperation was beyond my imagination, but I still wasn’t relaxed. There was an unfathomable power around Mr. Chen. It was because of that thing that I The results are unpredictable.

Unfortunately, Xiaodouzi's eyes returned to normal and he could not confirm which thing it was.

……

These soldiers were well-trained and moved very quickly. They broke into two teams and rushed in at the same time, outflanking them on the left and right, blocking everyone on the second floor on the stairs.

Those buyers were arrogant and yelled at the soldiers. Judging from their bossy looks, they seemed to be exalting their status and trying to use their power to overwhelm others. However, the soldiers did not buy it. They went up and kicked and punched them, especially The man who was making calls on his mobile phone was hit in the face with a gun **** and fell down the stairs. His head fell to the ground, and his life or death was uncertain.

However, it was not smooth to meet Master Chen's soldiers. These people were very tough and seemed to be all desperate gangsters. Seeing this situation, they still resisted and even dared to fight with the troops. The two sides fought together. In the end, these soldiers were annoyed, so they picked up their guns and opened fire.

Obviously, the order they received allowed them to shoot the rebels!

The sound of gunfire continued, and in the blink of an eye, three or four men in black were beaten into a hornet's nest and tumbled down the stairs.

Master Chen was a little panicked, and suddenly turned around and yelled: "Aren't you going to take action? If you don't take action, you can't leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another person slowly walked out of the single room.

This man had never appeared before. This was the first time I saw him, and I was immediately attracted to him.

He looked weird, his face was pale and bloodless, he was wearing a gray mandarin jacket, and he had a braid on the back of his head. He didn’t look like a contemporary person, but rather a person from the Qing Dynasty, and he was from the early Qing Dynasty, because the back of his head The braid is thinner than the little finger. This kind of braid is called money rat tail. It is the real hairstyle of the Qing Dynasty people. The braid needs to pass through the square hole of the copper coin to be qualified. Otherwise, you will be beheaded. It is the kind seen in many movies and TV series now. The hairstyle of the Qing people only appeared in the late Qing Dynasty, and it was called Yin Yang head.

After this man came out, he glanced back and forth and immediately pounced on the soldiers blocking Mr. Chen.

Hurry!

His speed is too fast!

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of these soldiers. His strikes were like lightning, and he punched the first man away. Due to the excessive force, the soldiers behind him were also knocked to the ground.

There was no one blocking the way in front of Mr. Chen. Under the protection of the two remaining bodyguards in black, he quickly fled towards the back door and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the soldiers blocking the stairs on the other side opened fire one after another, mostly aiming at the weirdo with pigtails. The weirdo's mouth was slightly raised, as if he was sneering. He swayed left and right, and easily dodged the bullets again. He threw himself at the other soldiers.

This braided weirdo should be the inhuman thing Xiaodouzi mentioned!

Now, this thing is entangled by soldiers, which gives me a chance!

"Chase!"

I yelled and kicked the soldier hard. Then the soldier hurriedly took out a steel pipe from his backpack and chased after me.

……

Outside the factory, the sky was chaotic.

It's almost dawn.

An Audi A8 was parked not far away, with its taillights on. When Da Bing and I chased him out, Mr. Chen happened to get in the car. There was a muffled "bang" sound, the car door closed, and the car seemed to be spinning. He left as quickly as an arrow.

"What's wrong? Two legs can't run on four wheels!!"

The soldier was so anxious that he almost jumped up. His eyes were darting around, and finally he saw a broken scooter in the southwest corner. He didn’t know who it belonged to. Anyway, it wasn’t worth a few dollars, so he just threw it away. It was not locked, and the key was still in the lock.

"That's it!"

The soldiers ran over and lit up the motorcycle. I sat behind with Xiaodouzi in my arms, biting Mr. Chen tightly and chased after him.

After all, people have four wheels. Driving at 70 or 80 miles does not feel fast, but our poor scooter is different. Running at 70 or 80 miles feels like flying, and the hair is blown one by one. Standing upright, I can barely open my eyes.

Fortunately, in the middle of the night, the road was empty, so there was no danger.

About daybreak, the two of us followed Mr. Chen’s car into a low-rise residential area in the suburbs. These are all old courtyard houses, because the city has not yet developed to this area, and most of them have been preserved. Down here, there are only a few old people and old ladies living in such old houses.

Master Chen's car was parked at the entrance of an alley. The car had put out the fire, but the person was nowhere to be seen.

The soldier threw the broken pedal aside, put his hands on his waist and kicked the rear of the car viciously, gritting his teeth and said: "Damn it, after all the hard work all night, I still lost him."

"You two young men, what are you so anxious about?"

A gloomy voice suddenly came from the alley: "You followed me all the way, so you must be looking for something to do with me, right? Just in time, I am also looking for something to do with you."

The soldier and I looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and then the two of us walked into the alley.

The alley is deep and narrow, and there are three people waiting quietly in the depths.

Are these three people none other than Master Chen and his bodyguards?

"Oops!"

Suddenly, Xiaodouzi grabbed my sleeve and said in horror: "Brother Jiu, you got the wrong person. The guy with braids in the factory is not a ghost!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand and pointed directly at Mr. Chen in front of her: "He is not a human being!"

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