Crossflow

Dizziness, noise, and bumps, it seems to be tossing and turning on several carriers, and finally returns to tranquility.

Tao Fengche didn't know where he was now, and he didn't know what time it was. When he woke up from the coma, he had a headache as if he had been trampled by groups of horses in turns. There was a burst of bloody smell.

Painful moans came intermittently from his ears, the voice was vague, as if separated by a hazy veil, Tao Fengche felt a little noisy, subconsciously frowned, trying to get that person to stop making noise, but to no avail.

After a long time, he suddenly realized that the voice came from his own mouth.

I... am I not dreaming?Tao Fengche thought in a daze.

In the next second, the constant pain from the neck finally brought him back to consciousness, and the turbulent memories poured into his mind like a flood, and the excessive information overloaded him a bit. After a long while, he finally understood what he was doing at the moment. situation.

——He was taken away from the school gate by Zhao Jiayang, or kidnapped.

The body maintains the same movement for a long time, resulting in poor blood flow, and the body is stiff and numb, as if there are thousands of insects and ants lurking under the skin to eat his flesh and blood. He clenched his teeth slightly, enduring the accompanying Feeling the tingling itching, he tried to raise his hand a little - he couldn't move.

The wrists were bound together by some kind of cold and hard metal. Tao Fengche guessed that they were probably handcuffs; the body was also fixed on some uncomfortable hard furniture with a backrest, maybe a chair?

He thought with some uncertainty.

But so far, there is still some good news - at least his limbs are sound now, and there are no missing arms or legs. Most of the physical pain comes from being forced to maintain a fixed position for a long time, rather than being beaten in a coma. Or it was made into a human pig.

So... Where exactly did Zhao Jiayang take him?

Tao Fengche remembered that it was evening before he lost consciousness, and the hunger in his stomach hadn't been so intense that he couldn't bear it. From this, he deduced that he hadn't been in a coma for a long time, but even if he Even with your eyes closed, you can still feel a particularly dazzling light through your eyelids.

...is it sunshine?

But it's not quite like it.

He rolled his eyes reflexively to relieve the discomfort, and wanted to secretly open his eyes to observe the surroundings, but he stopped abruptly——

A very familiar voice sounded not far away, but unfortunately the voice was not very clear. Tao Fengche didn't dare to move. He kept his stiff posture and listened for a long while, finally identifying the source of the voice——Zhao Jiayang.

He seemed to be on the phone with someone.

Tao Fengche held his breath, not daring to make any unnecessary movement, and mobilized his whole body's attention to try to find out the content of the call. Fortunately, Zhao Jiayang didn't seem to be aware of his waking up, although his voice was not loud, but Even if you concentrate on listening, you can still hear clearly.

Tao Fengche quickly judged that the person talking to Zhao Jiayang was Sui Yuesheng, and a soft sourness surged up in his heart because of this. At the same time, there was also a sense of shame that could not be ignored.

The man behind the artificial pheromone was Zhao Jiayang, but before that, he had been suspicious of Sui Yuesheng, but he had no defense against Zhao Jiayang.Now he is kidnapped by his trusted Zhao Jiayang, but he still has to trouble Sui Yuesheng to rescue him.

...What the hell did he do so stupidly?

Tao Fengche was extremely annoyed.

He was not surprised that Zhao Jiayang would offer artificial pheromones in exchange, nor was he surprised that Zhao Jiayang would use his personal safety as a threat—otherwise, why would he kidnap him?But when he heard Zhao Jiayang's words "sweetheart", Tao Fengche froze in place as if someone hit him with a sap from behind.

Sui Yuesheng's sweetheart... is he?

What are you kidding? !This is too ridiculous, how did Zhao Jiayang come to this conclusion? !

Tao Fengche believed that Zhao Jiayang was talking nonsense, and it was no surprise that Sui Yuesheng would choose to deny it, but he never expected that Zhao Jiayang would mention "photo frame".

Although he didn't say it clearly, Tao Fengche had an intuition that the photo frame in Zhao Jiayang's mouth was the one that was turned upside down on Sui Yuesheng's bedside table before. It was made of pure wood and contained a photo of Sui Yuesheng's grandma. Curiously picked it up to have a look, but was yelled at by Sui Yuesheng, and then quickly changed the subject, and after that, that photo frame never appeared again...

Thinking about it now, Sui Yuesheng's reaction on that day was indeed a bit abnormal.

Zhao Jiayang said so firmly, so... the thing in the interlayer of the photo frame has something to do with him?

Perhaps a little more bold guess, is his photo?

Tao Fengche felt an uncontrollable surge of joy in his heart. Although there was no real evidence yet, just the fact that Sui Yuesheng "may" like him was enough to make the young Alpha, who had just started a love affair, feel that he was worthless for a while. Satisfied.

The pain in his body and the hunger in his belly seemed to be away from him for a second. Tao Fengche felt light and light, as if he was stepping on a sweet cloud made of cotton candy, which made him want to go as far as possible. Stretch your limbs as much as possible, and roll on it contentedly...

He moved his fingers involuntarily, feeling that he seemed to have touched the fluffy touch——

The iron chains connecting the handcuffs collided with his movements, making a small but crisp sound. Tao Fengche froze in place, feeling as if he heard the countdown to a bomb.

The rationality that had run away returned to his body together with the pain. His heart went fast and slow, like he was on an out-of-control roller coaster, constantly experiencing acceleration and sudden stops. Under the school uniform jacket, the sweat on his arms The roots of the hair stood on end, Tao Fengche wished he could stretch out his hand and strangle himself who was moving around a few seconds ago.

He prayed frantically in his heart, praying that Zhao Jiayang didn't hear the movement, continued to chat with Yuesheng, and gave the coordinates of the technicians around the latter, and then came to rescue him——

But the gods did not answer his prayers.

Zhao Jiayang hastily cut off the phone, and the room returned to silence. The next second, another voice rang.

"Crack, click, click."

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, and it was getting closer and closer to him.

The sixth sense screamed wildly in his head, Tao Fengche tightly closed his eyes, trying to maintain an even breathing rhythm, his whole body turned into a breathing stone statue, hoping to cover up his previous negligence.

But he still heard that whisper, the tone was flat, but to Tao Fengche it sounded like the whisper of a demon.

"you're awake?"

Death finally swung the scythe in his hand.

Now that he has been discovered, there is no point in pretending any longer. Tao Fengche opened his eyes in bewilderment, pretending that he had just woken up, but actually took the time to observe the surrounding environment.

The incandescent tubes emit harsh and indifferent light, illuminating the surroundings like daytime. In addition, there are many exposed rusty pipes on the ceiling, which look old. The concrete floor under his feet was seamless.

The room is very big, the only furniture is the chair that Tao Fengche is sitting on, other than that, there is nothing else, not even a window, it looks like a closed cage, two guns can be seen at the door, one on the left and one on the right. The burly man guarding him couldn't see clearly from a distance, but Tao Fengche guessed that there should be a lot of space outside.

Where the hell is this...?

It is too unrealistic to just wait for Sui Yuesheng to come to the rescue, he has to work hard to save himself.

Tao Fengche quietly withdrew his probing gaze, nodded at Zhao Jiayang, and tried to force a smile.

"uncle……"

Tao Fengche tried to talk to Zhao Jiayang, but the latter just glanced at him expressionlessly, then walked out.When he arrived at the door, Zhao Jiayang stopped in his tracks. Tao Fengche's heart was filled with anticipation of whether he would say something to him, but Zhao Jiayang just turned his head and lightly ordered to his subordinates: "Get him something to eat. .”

Zhao Jiayang's figure quickly disappeared. Tao Fengche stared at it for a while, then looked at the handcuffs on his hands, and the hemp rope tied around his body. He smiled wryly, and his voice echoed in the empty room. Some creepy.

Well, although Zhao Jiayang didn't want to talk to him, at least he didn't plan to starve him to death.Tao Fengche thought bitterly.

After a while, an alpha came in with a plastic food container in one hand and a large bottle of mineral water in the other. His appearance even looked a bit homely—if you ignore the Benelli M4 on his shoulders, his sturdy figure, and By visual estimation, the height is close to two meters.

Silently, he put the mineral water in Tao Fengche's hand, and took apart the food box. The first three layers were vegetables, and the last layer was rice with plastic tableware. The dishes looked so simple that they could even be called The table is simple, and the only advantage may be that the portion is sufficient.

Tao Fengche scrutinized everyone from top to bottom, knowing that he was no match for him in his prime, not to mention that his hands were still handcuffed and he was tied to a chair, so he acted wisely. Dispelling the idea of ​​breaking out, he stared at the food.

"You eat first." Enduring the burning sensation in his stomach, he spoke hoarsely.

Tao Fengche knew in his heart that Zhao Jiayang needed to keep him as a bargaining chip in the negotiations with Yuesheng, the possibility of tampering with the food was very low, and if the latter wanted to do it, he could choose when he was unconscious, but he still There's no way to rule it out, and there's no way to convince yourself to eat these meals unprepared.

After all, he just appeared in this place because of his own negligence, and one time is enough for such a thing.

The muscular man glanced at him, and Tao Fengche looked at him fearlessly. After a while, he picked up the chopsticks, tasted every dish, even unscrewed the mineral water, and took a sip first.

After eating, he silently looked at Tao Fengche.

"And rice."

The muscular man followed suit again, and Tao Fengche tried to make more excessive demands, judging his scope of authority and bottom line: "My hand is pinned, so I can't eat it."

The muscular man picked up the chopsticks, as if he wanted to say something, but Tao Fengche immediately added: "I don't want you to feed me."

The muscular man narrowed his eyes, looking a little dangerous, then he stretched his left hand behind him, touched the exposed barrel of the rifle, and quickly swiped his index and middle fingers together, full of threats.

Tao Fengche looked at him calmly, full of arrogance and willfulness, just like a young master who was spoiled by his family.

Tao Fengche had no impression of this face, he bet that the other party had no understanding of himself, and also bet on the room for maneuver in Zhao Jiayang's order.

This time, he bet right.

Maybe it was because of Zhao Jiayang's order, or maybe it was because he felt that Tao Fengche's eyes were not intimidating. In short, the muscular man untied Tao Fengche's hands, and in order to prevent him from making further demands, he even tied him up. The hemp rope was untied together.

It felt good to have his hands finally free. Tao Fengche couldn't wait to rub his hands, drank half of the bottle of water in one gulp, then took the chopsticks from the opponent's hand, turned them upside down, and rubbed them on his clothes again. Finally pulled the food into his mouth.

Tao Fengche was not used to the seasoning with heavy oil and salt. Normally, he wouldn't even glance at this kind of food, but now is not the time to pick and choose.No one knows if they will be able to eat in the future, and what else they can eat. Tao Fengche tried his best to brainwash himself into eating food with a strong taste, and tried his best to clean up the food in the lunch box. .

He ate too much, and the greasy food stuck to his throat was very uncomfortable. Tao Fengche tried his best to suppress the desire to vomit, took two sips of mineral water, and finally felt alive. .

Even if he is temporarily untied and his stomach is filled again, Tao Fengche doesn't think he can beat the strong man in front of him with his bare hands, not to mention that there are men with guns guarding him outside, even if he can really beat the strong man in front of him. No matter how many people come, they will never be able to get out of the door of this room.

The probability of taking away the Benelli M4 from the other party and then breaking through alone is even lower. It is more likely that during the snatching process, the other party took out a gun and shot at his limbs avoiding the artery, so that he could After he lost his ability to move, he was tied back to the stool and kept under strict guard.

...then the gain outweighs the loss.

Tao Fengche ran through dozens of escape methods in his mind, but he denied them one by one. After pondering for a while, he tentatively said, "Brother, thank you for bringing me food. I have something to tell you. Find out, what time is it now?"

The ones that Zhao Jiayang can send out to contact him are definitely loyal enough subordinates. Tao Fengche doesn't expect that he can make the opponent betray him with just a few words, but he still wants to understand his current situation as much as possible.

He deliberately didn't ask the location, but chose a question that was relatively easy to answer and relatively harmless, and wanted to get close to the other party step by step, but he didn't expect the muscular man to look at him silently, lowered his head to clean up the lunch box, and then Opened his mouth to him.

—It was empty inside, save for a vague section.

This man has no tongue!