With a black bag covering my head, I couldn't see the road. I could only let them carry me and walked a short distance forward. Then they dragged me to the left and pushed me into the car.
The car started, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that I was completely depressed this time. I didn't know where these people were going to take us, but since I was here, I could only take it one step at a time.
These people were obviously specially trained. They were silent. Even if they had dealt with a few of us, they were still not arrogant or impatient. I hardly heard them say a word along the way. They were very tight-lipped. Naturally, I couldn't get any useful information from their conversation. I could only be patient and wait, but I was silently counting the seconds in my heart, calculating the time and the driving distance.
It was about less than half an hour, and the car finally stopped slowly.
Bang!
After a while, the car door opened, and a man shouted in a deep voice: "Get down!"
After saying that, without giving me a chance to get down by myself, he grabbed me and dragged me down from the car, pushing me forward. Not long after, I heard a "creak" sound of the door opening, followed by a dull smell of decay.
Is this smell familiar?
I was stunned, vaguely feeling that I seemed to have smelled this damp and moldy smell somewhere before, but I couldn't figure it out for a while.
Just as I was thinking about it secretly, I was once again lifted up by two men, and they carried me upstairs. When they went upstairs, the heavy boots on their feet made a dull "dong dong dong" sound, just like beating a drum, and then they dragged me upstairs. After a while, I was pressed on a dry chair by two men. The chair seemed to be made of iron, and it felt a little cold when I sat on it.
The two men holding me were not polite. After pressing me on the chair, they directly pulled my hands behind my back and handcuffed them. I even felt my ankles tighten and were tied to the chair.
The black cloth bag covering my head was finally opened at this time.
I saw a faint candlelight, which was faintly dancing in the darkness, making the surroundings a little brighter. However, when I just opened my eyes, my vision was still a little blurry in front of the light. I could only vaguely see a few figures shaking in front of me.
I subconsciously closed my eyes and adjusted my eyes to adapt.
"Oh, you were so arrogant a few days ago, but you're being tortured!"
A sharp, hoarse voice with an indescribable mocking tone suddenly sounded beside me: "I never thought that the people of the Ge family would become prisoners one day!"
I felt more familiar with this voice, so I didn't care whether I could get used to it or not, and suddenly opened my eyes. In an instant, a wrinkled old face jumped into my sight, with drooping eyelids and hunched back, sneering in front of me.
Ma Wu?
I was startled, then I reacted and couldn't help but frown: "You are the one who plotted against me?"
"Hey, brother, calm down. I am old and I can't help being scared. If you scare me, you will have to take another life. Boy, although you have some courage like the people in your Ge family, you may not be able to take my life!"
Ma Wu sneered and waved his hand, saying: "Okay, I won't bother you if I say more. I asked you to come here today because you agreed to a deal, but You didn't do the deal, and you want to run away. There is no such good thing in the world! In this world, no one who dares to stand up that nobleman has been born yet! "
After Ma Wu said this, I roughly reacted - after dealing with the matter in Chenjiagou, I came to the store of Ma Wu, a black-hearted businessman, to buy a handy "artifact" for Lin Qing. As a result, the most attractive Jingzhe sword here is not something that money can buy. It seems that a nobleman wants to use this sword to seek talents and needs a ruthless person to help him solve a problem. At that time, I was also particularly attracted by the Jingzhe sword, so I agreed directly!
Is this the business that Ma Wu and the mysterious man called about that I owed?
To be honest, if Ma Wu hadn't reminded me, I might have really forgotten about it because I have been busy recently!
"Haha, Lao Wu, don't joke with your little brother. You are old and you are always fighting and killing. When will you change your temper? You are now digging up some trivial things from many years ago and arguing with a younger generation. Aren't you ashamed?"
At this time, a hearty laugh suddenly came from behind Ma Wu, and then a man who was 1.9 meters tall and as burly as an iron tower walked out from behind Ma Wu. Originally, I couldn't see his face because of the dim light. I didn't realize that this man's appearance was really shocking until he came closer. A long scar extended from the corner of his left eye to the right cheek close to the ear. It was purple and red, just like a centipede crawling on his face, looking very ferocious.
In short, he had a fierce look on his face. I guess if this man went out to be a bully, no one would dare to provoke him!
So, this is the noble man?
I stared at the man, hesitated for a moment and asked him: "So, you are the one who called me!?"
"Yes!"
The man laughed heartily, pulled a stool and sat opposite me, saying: "But I think it's not a loss for you to call me senior brother, because I am Zhang Zhenlin's eldest disciple. I heard that when my master died, he always treated you as his nephew. From this aspect, we still have some connection. Of course, if you are not used to calling me senior brother, you can call me Yidao, or the nickname "Scarface" is also fine!"
It turned out to be Zhang Zhenlin's disciple!
I was stunned, and my heart was sad. Thinking of Zhang Zhenlin, I couldn't help but think of her, the woman who smiled in the snow and opened her arms to embrace the sharp knife in my hand...
However, since she is Zhang Zhenlin's disciple, she should be someone from the special event handling department!
I didn't expect that the noble people Ma Wu mentioned were actually this group of people. It's interesting!
I couldn't help but glance at Ma Wu. The old man was still in a daze, with drooping eyelids and hunched back. He looked like a harmless old man. How could he be a smart businessman? Moreover, now it seems that he is not a simple businessman. He is together with people from the special event handling department. I guess he has a strong backstage!
I raised the corner of my mouth slightly, retracted my sight, and then looked at Scarface and said with a smile: "So, senior brother...if we talk about things, shouldn't you let go of my hands and feet first? This can be considered a connection!"
"Hahahaha..."
Scarface laughed loudly, and laughed particularly heroically, so I followed with a shallow smile, and laughed for a long time. Finally, Scarface waved his hand fiercely: "Don't think about this. You have a few tough guys under your command. I don't want to cause trouble for myself! As a fellow disciple, the only thing I can do for you is to give you A chance, but before that, everything has to be done according to the rules, understand? "
After a pause, Scarface curled his lips and pointed at Chen Yu who was tied beside me: "You should know what this kid did, 27 people died, you know? If it weren't for the fact that the family was unforgivable and almost all of them were involved in human trafficking and smuggling, you and your friends would have been in trouble! In the final analysis, he killed the people who should be killed, so I gave you this chance, which is very considerate of you!"
Sure enough!
It seems that Chen Yu has been targeted by these people for a long time. In their eyes, everything is really transparent.
I hesitated for a while and decided to ask Scarface what he said about the "opportunity", so I asked Scarface: "We don't like to talk in a roundabout way. What do you want? Just draw a line!"
"Straightforward!"
Scarface laughed and gave me a thumbs up, then the smile gradually disappeared, and asked me seriously: "Do you know the 106 Death Highway?"