Bang bang bang bang...

The people outside the basement were still knocking on the door slowly. No. 1 was fearless and walked up to hold the door handle and slowly unscrewed it.

Squeak...

With a sour sound of the door opening, a sloppy man appeared in front of No. 1.

"Oh, why? I've been in my house for so long and haven't you known me as my master?"

No. 1 wrinkled his nose and smelled the smell of wine on this person. It was thicker than that in the basement.

"Zhang Jiufeng, right?" No. 1 turned sideways and made a way for Zhang Jiufeng to let him enter the basement.

Zhang Jiumai was not alert to him and squeezed into the basement openly against No. 1.

"Look at how hospitable I am. As soon as I knew the guests were coming from home, I immediately rushed back from the bar. What? Is there no gift or anything else when I came to someone else's house to visit?" Zhang Jiufeng sat on the bed, taking out two bottles of wine from some chicken corner.

Zhang Jiumai hesitated for a moment and reached out to hand one of the bottles to No. 1.

No. 1 was not vague, and took the wine handed over by Zhang Jiumai, opened the bottle and took a sip. Then he took out a bank card from his pocket, "Citibank, three million."

"You know the rules, tell me, what do you want to ask?" Zhang Jiumai looked at No. 1 in surprise, then straightened his back, as if this would make his image taller. However, with his sloppy face, it can only be called funny.

Number One stared at Zhang Jiufeng, which was a psychological skill he learned during training. He used his eyes to give the other party pressure and made the other party feel embarrassed. This could reduce the chance of the other party lying.

"I want to know, have the people from the House of Truth ever looked for you?"

Zhang Jiumai showed a surprised expression, but it just flashed and immediately returned to normal.

"I think I, Zhang Jiumai, have a good reputation in Huangjia Village. Do you think they will come to me when they are here?"

"What did they ask you?!"

"This is the second question."

Number One widened his eyes, and anger almost shot out of his eyes.

Zhang Jiucrai was crazy but was still alive, and he still savored the wine in this bottle.

"What? Is there a problem?"

No. 1 almost gritted his teeth and said a few words popped out of his mouth: "Of course there is a problem!"

He took out a bank card from his pocket again, "What did they ask you? What did you answer?" No. 1 threw the bank card in front of Zhang Jiumai, and the bank card flicked it on the ground for a few times and then disappeared.

Zhang Jiufeng took a deep breath, slowly reached out to pick up the bank card on the ground, and even took a very precious photo of the dust stained on the card.

"What else can they ask? Of course, they are asking about your whereabouts. I gave them a few tips myself, such as trucks, four people, etc."

"Four people?" No. 1 repeated in surprise.

"Yes, four people!" Zhang Jiufeng stuffed the bank card under the mattress and smiled very satisfied.

"What do you think will happen to the fifth of us?" No. 1 said with a strange expression. He suddenly had an ominous premonition. Although he asked like this, he did not expect Zhang Jiumai to answer.

Zhang Jiumai looked up and drank the wine without caring about the fact that his most fragile throat was completely exposed to No. 1.

"Since you have asked everything you should ask, then you can do it." Zhang Jiumai put down the bottle, his expression not at all panic.

No. 1 was amused by Zhang Jiumai's words, "Hahahaha, I have never seen someone you are so anxious."

Zhang Jiumai shook his head and moved a little to the left of the bed without a trace. "That's just because I know you too much."

"Yes, you do know us. Since what you should ask has been asked, there is no need for you to exist in this world!" No. 1 suddenly moved, and a cold light suddenly attacked Zhang Jiu. However, it was the blade that No. 1 had hidden in his sleeves for a long time. This was the blade used in old-fashioned razors. With the development of the times, it has rarely been seen.

No. 1 found this kind of blade from Zhang Jiufeng's basement. He was originally planning to have a knife, but he found a box of old-fashioned blades on the window where the basement ventilation fan is located. He felt that this kind of blade kills people more artistic...

bite!

The blade in No. 1's hand was blocked by a wine bottle, and the sharp blade even cut into the glass wine bottle, but it did not completely split it.

"Did you think I knew you would come, but I wasn't prepared at all?" Zhang Jiumai showed a confident smile on his face, but this was particularly hideous by the beard on his face.

"Since you are here, don't leave again. Do you want to know what will happen to the fifth person among you? Don't worry, because you are the fifth person!" Zhang Jiumai touched a secret button on the bed and pulled it hard!

Zhang Jiumai's entire bed was turned around. At least when the bed was turned around, Zhang Jiumai grinned and grabbed No. 1's arm and took it into the secret passage under the bed board.

No. 1 was caught off guard by Zhang Jiufeng. He had clearly checked the details in the basement, but he never expected that Zhang Jiufeng could silently create a secret passage in such a downtown basement!

The two of them rolled into the dark cave. Zhang Jiufeng was ready and rolled around and stood up. There was a used shovel next to him.

People who often use iron tools know that tools such as hoes or shovels that have been used for a long time will become very sharp at the edges.

The shovel next to Zhang Jiufeng in the cave is obviously an old thing that has been used for a long time. The blade can flash a slight cold light in the cave with only a faint light, which is obviously very sharp.

Zhang Jiufeng took up a sharp shovel and put it on No. 1's neck that had not had time to get up as if he was ready.

"Hey, don't move! If I cooperate with me, I can still consider spareing your life. Otherwise, you will die!"

...

At this time, in the hotel room where Zhang Chuxing and the others were temporarily staying, Zheng Yun looked anxiously at Zhang Chuxing lying on the bed. There was no one else in the room except her and Zhang Chuxing who was unconscious.

Fulanke and the others have already gone to investigate the suspicious truck, and no one of them is harmless.

Although it was Zheng Yunhu who knocked Zhang Chuxing out by himself, as Zheng Yunhu's estimated coma time gradually passed, Zhang Chuxing showed no sign of waking up. This made Zheng Yunhu fall into anxiety.

Although she didn't know why Zhang Chuxing suddenly went crazy, she vaguely felt that something was really wrong with Zhang Chuxing.

In the room, what Zheng Yunhuang couldn't see was the little boy Stavk. He actually followed Zheng Yunhuang and Zhang Chuxing to this room!

Zheng Yunxiang was still unaware of it at this time. Zhang Chuxing, the only one who could see the little boy, was in a coma at this time.

The little boy looked at Zheng Yun's pot, and a trace of saliva flowed out of his little mouth. He slowly approached Zheng Yun's pot, getting closer and closer...

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