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Chapter 75: Crash(1/2)

Shang Jianyao looked ahead and smiled:

"Actually, I have such suspicions, so I want to find him and take care of him."

"By the ability of our group, we really may not be able to do this." After killing the "priest", Jiang Baimian did not float at all and solemnly reminded, "If it weren't for the mysterious strong man Du Heng, who scared Xiao Chong away at that time, what kind of ending we would end up with is still unknown."

Shang Jianyao nodded:

"What I plan to understand is reasonable and move it with emotion."

Are you sure this is useful? For some reason, Jiang Baimian's mind was full of certain scenes in the old world dramas.

Among them is "the mother-in-law rolls around and makes her son divorce with tears."

Of course, the picture imagined by Jiang Baimian is still quite different from the original series. For example, the mother-in-law is played by Shang Jianyao, while Xiao Chong is the son.

While talking, the two walked towards the Ugo Hotel.

To this day, they still retain three rooms here with large amounts of activity funds. They are not stingy in setting up safe houses.

After passing through the hotel gate, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian saw that there was no one at the front desk, and the door of the room behind the hotel owner was closed.

They were no longer surprised by this, and they looked at each other and nodded.

Without language, they easily understood what the other person means:

One confirms that there is human consciousness in the room, and the other confirms that there is an electrical signal of a medium and large organism inside.

The two approached the front desk and waited patiently.

Waiting and waiting, Jiang Baimian heard heavy breathing and beastly roar of pain.

She raised her hand and touched her metal cochlea, and looked at Shang Jianyao with a little surprise.

She remembered that with her own hearing, she had to bypass the front desk and walk to the door of the hotel owner's room before she could hear a similar sound. Now, she is still outside the front desk.

"This time it's a bit intense." Shang Jianyao's comments confirmed Jiang Baimian's suspicion.

Jiang Baimian turned his gaze back to the room and said to himself with a little concern:

"Will there be any danger?"

"Go in and take a look?" Shang Jianyao made a suggestion.

If the disease is really difficult to relieve, the earlier it is discovered and the earlier it is sent to the hospital, the more likely it is to be rescued.

Jiang Baimian's eyes moved slightly:

"Wait for another minute."

She was worried that breaking in so rashly was not to save people but to break through the secret of the hotel owner Ugo.

"Okay." Shang Jianyao walked around the front desk and came to the door of the room. He was posing as soon as time came.

Jiang Baimian followed him and was also prepared.

Time passed by second by second, and the heavy breathing sounds and beast-like roars in the room not only did not calm down, but also became more and more frequent and intense, as if some kind of horror was brewing.

Hurry!

The sound of many things being swept to the ground was heard.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao and nodded slightly.

She means she can act.

Although there were still seventeen or eighteen seconds left before one minute, the movement inside made her feel that she could not wait any longer.

Shang Jianyao, who was ready to go, sank his shoulders and hit the wooden door of Wugo's room directly hit the side wall.

With a clanging sound, Jiang Baimian saw the situation in the room.

This is a standard one-bedroom and one bathroom layout, with no extra decoration, sewing needles scattered on the cement floor, burning candles, multiple ropes and old knives and other items.

Wugo, who was dark-skinned, was standing in front of the bed, with traces of whipping on his body.

The whip was held in his right hand.

He felt the movement at the door, and half turned his body and looked over. His eyes were turbid, losing human spirituality, and becoming like a wild beast.

At this moment, the first thought that came to Jiang Baimian's mind was:

"No heart disease"!

Boss Ugo has "no heart disease"!

The next second, she smelled the strong sweat odor that permeated the air, the special smell caused by the burning of candles, the foul odor emitted by the toilet, and various odors that were not so obvious at all.

Jiang Baimian felt that his sense of smell was almost catching up with a canine creature.

This caused her to feel nauseous and wanted to spit out the remaining food and sour water in her stomach.

Then, she saw Shang Jianyao rushing out and rushed towards the hotel owner Ugo.

Can you still be immune to this state of mental problems? Jiang Baimian was a little surprised for a moment.

As soon as she flashed this thought, Shang Jianyao spat out, and because the distance was very close, the yellow and green face poured on Wu Ge.

Wugo, whose eyes were cloudy and his face was twisted, subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but failed to avoid it, and his whole body seemed to be stiff for a second.

Shang Jianyao seized the opportunity, punched him sideways, and slapped him in the back of his ear.

Plop!

Ugo fainted directly on the ground.

Jiang Baimian then smelled the sour smell of the vomit. It was so strong and exaggerated that she finally couldn't help but turn her body and vomited at the door.

After vomiting, she found that her sense of smell had returned to normal.

Although the smell of vomit is still so obvious, it is no longer too strong to bear.

"Have you become an 'high-level unintentional person'?" Jiang Baimian frowned and approached Wugo, who was covered in vomit.

Are "heartless diseases" emerging in these streets?

Shang Jianyao was silent for a moment and said:

“It’s very similar.”

"But what happened to the whip in his hand and the traces on his body?" Jiang Baimian looked puzzled.

After careful inspection, she found bloody pinholes in Ugo, covered with burn marks of wax and old knife marks.

Shang Jianyao said seriously:

"He wanted to light candles to make clothes, but his hands and feet were too stupid."

"Can you be so stupid that you are all injured?" Jiang Baimian muttered, "Do he have a hobby of self-abuse?"

"Use pain to suppress something?" Shang Jianyao instantly had association.

This time, Jiang Baimian did not refute and nodded slightly:

“It’s possible.”

She paused and said:

"Don't rush to find the sheriff first, wait for Boss Ugo to wake up and see what changes will happen."

She was just a "high-level unintentional person", and she could deal with it, not to mention that there was Shang Jianyao next to her.

Shang Jianyao agreed, as if that was what he thought.

With the help of the two, after more than a minute, Ugo's eyes moved twice and his eyelids slowly opened.

What surprised Jiang Baimian was that the light blue eyes she saw were no longer turbid, but just a little blood.

The focal length of Wugo's eyes quickly recovered, and the disguised Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian reflected in their eyes.

He sat up suddenly, not caring about the filthiness on his body, and asked anxiously:

"Who asked you to come in?"

Jiang Baimian asked replies without answering:

"You just got 'heartless'? You completely lost your mind and wanted to attack us."

She used this sentence to suggest that Ugo was the door he opened himself.

This is not to deceive the other party, but just to ease the atmosphere. Anyway, you can know the facts by looking back at Ugo and checking the situation of the door.

Hugo's expression gradually became depressed.

He didn't answer immediately and slowly got up.

After looking down at his condition, Ugo was silent for several seconds before he said:

“It’s not 'heartless', it just looks a bit like that.”

"More than a little." Jiang Baimian ruthlessly exposed Wugo's cover-up.

She didn't want to do this at first, but Ugo's performance just now was really too "heartless". As the leader of the "old tune-up group", she felt it was necessary to ask clearly whether from an individual or a collective perspective.

At this time, Shang Jianyao said in a sudden tone:
To be continued...
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