Eight wind does not move

Sitting on the Sanji car, Zhou Hang watched the sun slowly disappear on the horizon, and there was still a glimmer of light between the sky and the earth.

"We plan to kill this stronghold in the near future." Sanji said.

"Then we..." Zhou Hang hurriedly continued and asked, "Then can we act tonight?"

Sangji looked at Zhou Hang in silence for a while, raised the porcelain water jar to his mouth, took a sip of the crisp tea, and said slowly, "Your boy is in a hurry."

Having said that, Zhou Hang woke up a little bit. He was indeed a little too anxious. In other words, since Jiang Yu lost contact, he has been in a state of extreme anxiety. Do you have enough manpower to act tonight?Is the message accurate?Have a plan?

Now my mind is only chaotically stuffed to find Jiang Yu, and there is no way to speak.But now his first identity is a forest security guard at the protection station, and he always puts the overall situation first and pays attention to the best interests.

Zhou Hang was quiet for a while, then spoke again: "Let's make a plan tonight, and act when we see the right time." He continued, "I don't know your style of action, but..."

"Act tonight, who knows what will happen later."

Originally, Sangji was holding his forehead, but after hearing Zhou Hang's words, he suddenly stood up from the chair and asked the people around him to help him pass the thick jacket.

"But..." Zhou Hang was shocked by Sangji's actions: "But isn't this too abrupt, you have to be responsible to your brothers."

"We naturally have our own style of conduct." Sangji glanced at Zhou Hang indifferently, put on his coat: "It was the gift that brother Sangji gave you at that time."

"We copied them from the front, and you took the opportunity to sneak in, but it's up to you then."

"you......"

"We will do our best to rescue Team Jiang." Sangji said, "It's like you saved my brother without even thinking about it."

The wind hit his face coldly, Zhou Hang pursed his lips, and nodded heavily.

By the time it was time to act again, it was already midnight.

This was an immature action without much planning. Zhou Hang was grateful but couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Thank you." Zhou Hang said, "I will repay you."

"If you have such a heart, I may not necessarily have such a life."

Zhou Hang smiled, and then jumped out of the car. He didn't dare to move too much because he could already feel the pain from the wound on his back.

Sanji closed the door, and after a few seconds, rolled down the car window and knocked on the window glass. Zhou Hang raised his head when he heard the sound.

"I don't necessarily think highly of your Team Jiang, but I do think highly of you, Zhou Hang." Sangji said, "Jiang Yu is young and energetic, but you are different."

Although he refused to admit it, Zhou Hang had always regarded Jiang Yu as a benchmark. He was really surprised when Sangji said that.

"Thank you." Zhou Hang didn't show any surprise on his face, but just smiled and said, "I will tell Jiang Yu."

"Damn it, you kid." Sangji also smiled and shook his head: "Be careful on the road."

Then he rolled up the window and stepped on the accelerator. At the same time, several off-road vehicles behind him also drove out quickly, rolling up dust on the ground.

Zhou Hang also quickly dodged and turned to the back of a low room. Sangji would buy time for him, and he couldn't waste a second.

There were ordinary villagers in the village, but he didn't know what the other party's position was. Zhou Hang used the night to dodge all the way to the back. There were a few people nearby who were obviously carrying weapons. He began to think about whether to drag someone casually to ask a question.

Just as he was hesitating, Zhou Hang saw Brother Huo, and he quickly ducked down and hid behind a bucket.

Brother Huo exchanged a few words with the people around him, and then laughed out loud,

"The wild wolf has pulled out all its teeth, so you can't use it as a fart."

"Don't talk about it tomorrow, just cut off one of his fingers."

Zhou Hang only felt creepy, he could vaguely guess who they were talking about, Jiang Yu should be here.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hang took a deep breath, gripped the gun that Sanji gave him, and couldn't help feeling annoyed, wishing he could shoot Brother Huo right through the back of the head.

Brother Huo walked to a metal room that was a bit out of place with the surrounding area. There was a man guarding a bonfire at the door of the room. Seeing Brother Huo approaching, he quickly took out the key and opened the door for Brother Huo.

Zhou Hang took this opportunity to walk around to the iron house, and saw a small opening for ventilation at the back of the house, where the cat leaned down to look inside.

With just one glance, Zhou Hang felt that his breathing was stagnant, and he saw a tall and thin figure sitting sideways against the wall on the ground.

Brother Huo opened the door from the front, and the bonfire outside cast a light on the man's silhouette.

It's Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu kept this posture motionless, even causing Zhou Hang to have the terrifying thought of whether it might be a corpse.

But Brother Huo made a move first. He walked up to Jiang Yu and picked Jiang Yu's waist with his toes. Jiang Yu straightened up and changed into a half-kneeling posture. Zhou Hang saw that Jiang Yu's hands were tied on a pillar by the wall.

Brother Huo snorted coldly, pulled Jiang Yu's collar, pulled Jiang Yu to his face, and whispered something to him.

Facing Brother Huo's actions, Jiang Yu didn't hide or get annoyed. He just gave the other party a serious look and smiled lightly. Zhou Hang had never seen such an expression appear on Jiang Yu's face. No matter who saw it, , should be stabbed by the contempt behind the smile, even if the smiling person is half kneeling on the ground with blood all over his face.

As expected, Brother Huo paused for a while, and the two of them looked at each other for a while, Brother Huo put more effort into his hands: "You fucking recognized your situation for me!"

Jiang Yu didn't blink his eyes, and still smiled disdainfully. After a long time, he said lightly, "Oh."

Brother Huo seemed to be so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he just kicked Jiang Yu to the ground. The movement was so loud that Zhou Hang quickly bent down. He could only hear Jiang Yu falling behind the warehouse, accompanied by There was the sound of some bottles smashing to the ground.

"I'll break a few of your bones first."

Brother Huo wanted to continue fighting, but suddenly two people came outside, calling for a team to attack suddenly.

Most likely Sanji and the others did it.

Zhou Hang silently thanked Brother Sangji in his heart.

"Fuck, who would touch here?" Brother Huo cursed, kicked Jiang Yu again, and led the two younger brothers out of the warehouse.

After going out, he slammed the door hard, and a large piece of snow fell on Brother Huo.

"Fucking bunch of dogs!" Brother Huo was even more annoyed when he was hit by the falling snow, and cursed angrily, walking forward quickly without looking back.

Zhou Hang squatted under the eaves for a while, and felt that his legs were going numb from the cold. The man at the door had almost fallen asleep with a gun in his arms. A small bonfire was lit at the door. I saw tiny flames jumping and running.

The man was absent-minded, and Zhou Hangmao didn't notice it when he was behind him. Then Zhou Hang shot out instantly, covered his mouth with force, and slashed the outside of his neck with his palm, feeling that the man's body struggled twice and gradually softened.

Zhou Hang reached out and touched the man's waist and pockets, but couldn't find the key, so he dropped the man's body, stood up and studied the lock, seeing that the wooden door was already brittle, he smashed the lock with the butt of his gun open.

The sound of the lock falling and the creaking of the door opening was very obvious in the lonely night, and the crackling of the bonfire gradually weakened. Zhou Hang felt that he could hear his heart beating violently.

When Zhou Hang pushed the door and entered, the firelight behind him stretched his shadow forward very long, and cast it straight on Jiang Yu who was sitting against the wall.

With his hands tied behind his back, Jiang Yu raised his head when he heard someone approaching.

The fire outside the house did not reach Jiang Yu's body, so he could only see the hazy outline of Jiang Yu. Zhou Hang felt a piercing gaze sweeping over him, like a wild wolf with its tail injured. Dare to approach, but the next moment, the expression of the person in front of him suddenly softened.

Zhou Hang's eye sockets were a little sore, and even Jiang Yu's face became a little blurred.

Jiang Yu didn't speak, but just smiled at himself. The smile was very gentle, and Zhou Hang was familiar with it.

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