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Chapter 518 Deep Well
Old broken windows, cold moonlight.

Desolate, boring, and a trace of unknown confusion.

Except for the occasional jackdaw that leaves a lonely silhouette in the night, there are all houses and trees.

Qilan rubbed her eyes, feeling unstoppably sleepy.After yawning, he left from the window.

The only oil lamp has been extinguished silently for a long time.

Zhang Wenxuan leaned against the wall and fell asleep exhaustedly, the tears in the corners of his eyes were still wet.

The boy walked lightly and walked to the simple wooden bed, trying to find something to cover him.

As soon as the yellowed quilt was uncovered, there was a strange smell of tobacco, sweat, alcohol and blood.

Could it be a black shop? !

With the faint light coming in from the window, he raised his hand to carefully see the time on the watch: it was less than 5 minutes before twelve midnight.

"Batta! Batta!"

Someone was walking outside the door shuffling.

At first, Qilan just listened with his ears upright, three parts vigilant and seven parts curious.

However, when he recognized that the footsteps were coming towards the room he was in, the blood all over his body rushed to his forehead.

"Snapped!"

Gritting his teeth and kicking his foot, the table quickly slid behind the door as if on wheels.

He turned around and quickly moved the wooden bed against the wobbly table.

The person outside pushed the door forcefully several times, but it remained motionless.Perhaps aware of the strangeness, "bang bang" violently struck.

The continuous noise woke up Zhang Wenxuan.

He got up in a hurry, and before he could see what was happening around him, he was dragged to the window sill by a pair of strong hands.

Qilan quickly tied a dusty rope found under the bed with two slipknots, and tied himself and his companion together.

"Brother Zhang, lie on my back quickly, don't open your eyes!"

After all, he quickly jumped down.

The loud crash sounded over and over again in the room.

The door, which could not bear the impact, was finally torn apart, and several black shadows from outside broke in.

"No, boss, both escaped!"

"There are no more fat ducks delivered to your door. It's all because you are so stupid!"

"Young one, call someone to bring the guy to look for it!"

The inn has two floors, and the height is no more than eight meters.

Except for the leader who was desperately knocking on the door just now, a dozen or so people were divided into two groups with lamps and gleaming knives and sticks to look for them.

The leader shook his sore arm and stood at the door of the inn wiping a large knife.

The cold wind blew over the face covered with scars, and each scar showed a purple-red color, which was shocking.

He was all black, even the socks on his feet were black.

In his early years, he was said to have committed a capital crime and spent time in prison.

Later, he seized the opportunity to seize the knife and cut off the guard's head with precision, and successfully escaped from the prison, thus gaining the nickname of "Master Slicer".

Shaye is only in his thirties, but he is a celebrity on the road.The extremely cruel knife law made his colleagues frightened upon hearing the news.

In addition to competing with other gangs for territory, they also take people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

Not long ago, someone offered a high price, asking him to sneak into Boss Tang's house late at night to get out Zhang Wenxuan who was locked in the cellar, and hand it over to a specific buyer.

Pay a deposit of [-] yuan first, and then give [-] oceans when the deal is completed.

The Tang family's house is very large, and it is easy to hide by climbing over the wall.The people in the cellar were beaten to death, and they didn't know martial arts.The guards were also half-hearted.

With such a low level of difficulty, Master Shaker naturally wouldn't go out in person, and only sent a small group of men to go down.

The hostages were dragged out of the cellar in the dark, and packed in sacks and transported away in the car before dawn.All in one go, without anyone noticing.

A large pile of money is about to be obtained, but there is a sudden change at the last step.

Those sent to escort all died, and those who came to pick up the goods were also killed and injured.

It was difficult for both parties to swallow the loss of personal wealth.

Recently, another mysterious buyer took more money, and the target was still the hapless doctor who narrowly escaped death.

After receiving the news, he led the team to the inn, disguised himself as the owner of the shopkeeper, and waited for the fish to cast the net while teasing mynah.

This time, Dr. Zhang brought a companion.

In other words, the extra people made him a lot more cautious.

Who rescued the hostages last time?The kung fu is so strong that even the masters of the killer group were defeated and fled?
His subordinates were eager to move, and one by one urged him to do it as soon as possible.

"Grandpa, that's only a half-sized man, he can be knocked down with a pole!"

"A shoulder pole? Why bother killing a chicken!"

"It doesn't take a stick of incense to rush in and tie it up!"

"If the buyers didn't want to live, I would cut off their heads and avenge the dead brothers!"

The crowd was furious, clamoring to break in.

Under the insistence of Mr. Sha, the mob finally dragged on until midnight, and waited for the people who stayed in the house to fall asleep before doing anything.

He was the first to hit the door with the big knife, but unexpectedly the back of the knife shook and bounced back heavily.

There is a strong force behind the door resisting.

When they broke in, there was no one except for an overturned wooden bed and a table broken into three pieces.

While wiping his broadsword against the cold wind, he looked around.

Those sent to look for it came back one after another.Without exception, they returned empty-handed.

The target seemed to have grown wings and flew somewhere.Unwilling to fail, the leader of the gang raised his knife and led his men to continue searching the streets and alleys carefully.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the group left, there was a sound of water splashing from a deep well they had passed by before.

Qilan took a deep breath, stepped on the small hole on the wall of the well, and struggled to climb up.

The wooden barrel rolled to the ground with a "plop".

A head emerged from under the well wheel, its black hair covered with a thin layer of ice.

A pair of bright eyes looked around, and there was nothing suspicious.

So he bent down and struggled to get in through the wellhead made of stones.

Two hands that were red from the cold clenched the cold and slippery rope, pulling it joint by joint, not daring to breathe.

Zhang Wenxuan was hanging between the mouth of the well and the bottom of the well.Underfoot was dark, deep water.

His hands and feet were shaking from the cold, and his teeth were chattering constantly.

If it weren't for a rope around his waist to tie him and Qilan together, he would have fallen down long ago.

The boy shouted softly above his head:

"Brother Zhang, hold on to the rope and don't let go!"

He pulled himself together, exerted all his strength, and grabbed a protruding stone.

Rough rocks increase friction, reduce slippage, and save the person on the other end of the rope some effort.

With the last bit of strength, half of his body was finally exposed, and his nose breathed fresh air.

The young man with sharp eyes and quick hands gritted his teeth and dragged him to the ground. Both of them were panting with exhaustion.

Thanks to this deep well, he escaped from the siege of gangsters without any risk.

In the sky in the second half of the night, the moon has dived into the dark gray clouds.

Their clothes were wet and cold.When the wind blows, it's like chopping with a knife, and the sting is extremely painful.

Not far away, the lights in Xiaomei's house were still on, bringing light and warmth to those who were shivering in the cold wind.

Qilan supported Zhang Wenxuan, and staggered towards the ray of light.

"Xiao Lan, when we arrive at her house later, how can we knock on the door without a present?"

"Brother Zhang, you don't need to be too polite, as long as you are safe, Miss Xiaomei."

(End of this chapter)