Chapter 11 The 46th Floor
"What kind of photo are you taking!"
Lan Yuzai cursed fiercely:
"I want to fight! I'll fuck you three, believe it or not!"
Just when Wang Jixuan wanted Lan Yuzai to shut up, the gangster below had already moved his flashlight.
The three of them did not fight back against Lan Yuzai, but continued to follow the man and woman, talking about some dirty jokes.
"What are they doing?" Wang Jixuan asked casually.
"Catching piggies is a common thing on the lower floors."
Lan Yuzai whispered in a low voice: "Our thirteenth floor is a place with good security. No one dares to mess with piglets. The higher the floor, the safer it is. After the twenty-eighth floor, there are more such things." .
“Those who were caught and taken to the city to sell for money were called piggies.
"Boss, have you seen that woman? She shouldn't be too old. I dare say she will be fucked in turn in front of that man later."
Wang Jixuan frowned and looked at Lan Yuzai.
Lan Yuzai said hurriedly: "I have seen a lot. Don't get me wrong, boss. I have never done anything like this. The most I can do is squeeze a blood bag."
"Blood bag?"
"That's it...you were called a blood bag when you were like this..."
Lan Yuzai's smile was a little more guilty and embarrassed.
Wang Jixuan said: "To take away the food that ordinary people rely on for survival, isn't this murdering money and killing people?"
"Anyway, if I don't do it, there are other people who do it."
Lan Yuzai shrugged:
"When I was eighteen years old, I also worked as a blood bag for two years. I was bullied and beaten.
"Until one day I got angry and stabbed the guy who bullied me with a knife. Later I was imprisoned for two years. After I came out, they were afraid of me and considered me their big brother.
"Soon a gang from the lower town found me and offered me the business of squeezing blood bags. If I didn't do it, they would kill me and replace me with another one.
"When I squeeze blood bags, I look for guys who have stable jobs and are cowardly. Anyone who makes them cowardly... cowardly deserves to be a blood bag."
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly, flexed his fingers slightly towards this guy, and pressed a nut cap on his fingertips.
"Wrong, wrong! Stop playing! Wrong!"
Lan Yuzai quickly squatted down and put his hands in front of his face.
"Hmph!" Wang Jixuan said coldly, "For your crimes, killing you ten times is not an exaggeration!"
Lan Yuzai defended in a low voice: "But I didn't kill anyone directly."
“What’s the difference between simmering over low heat and stir-frying over high heat?”
"When you say that, it seems like I'm really nothing... I don't bully others, so people bully me. I don't have any skills, so I just mess around."
Lan Yuzai smiled sarcastically. Although he was begging for mercy, his eyes still looked disapproving.
His creed was not so easily shaken.
Wang Jixuan lowered his head and glanced at the several light sources that were gradually descending. He thought about it for a while and decided not to cause trouble.
"Get some rest and then hurry up," Wang Jixuan said calmly, "Of course, you can also try to go with me to ask for help."
"Look what you said, I am willing to surrender to you! I will obey those who are stronger than me!"
Lan Yuzai's eyes were extremely sincere and he said: "When will you teach me how to snap your fingers... I want to recognize you as my big brother! From now on, I will do all your work in the factory for you, and my little brother will call you " Your brother! I will pay you a share every month, as long as you can teach me this skill!"
Taoist Wang almost gave him a kick.
The snap of his fingers was not a magic technique, but was inspired by firearms and realized the necessity of long-range attacks.
The principle is the simple use of Qi. The difficulty lies in the control of the inner breath after entering the Qi training realm. To teach this method is basically to pass on the Tao.
First, he is not an elder who teaches the dharma within the sect, so he has no right to teach the dharma.
Second, the rule in the spiritual practice world is that the Dharma should not be taught lightly, but must emphasize character, qualifications, understanding, and good fortune, let alone a rogue.
"Lead the way."
"Okay," Lan Yuzai honestly carried two big bags and walked ahead with a flashlight.
Wang Jixuan held the pistol and glanced at the five figures below from the corner of his eyes.
The woman was sobbing, and the three gangsters were whispering something.
The fire staircase turns every sixteen steps, and there will be a rectangular aisle with a ratio of 2:1.
The five people below walked for a while and then stopped in the rectangular aisle.
The three gangsters shouted:
"Just here, I can't help it anymore! Hold them down!"
"De Xing, are you still not weak? Don't make it too dirty, otherwise the price will not go up."
"Turn her face around and look at her! I've already said I'm going to beat you to death, are you still stubborn now?"
On a folding platform below, the lights began to shake.
The man and woman were not only tied up, but their mouths were also sealed with cloth strips. They began to struggle violently, but the two people who had been starved for several times were no match for the three strong gangsters, and they were quickly subdued.
The woman's whimpering sound circulated in the dark abandoned fire escape.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but...
These people were blocking his way.
Wang Jixuan looked at Lan Yuzai and asked in a low voice: "What would you normally do if you encountered this kind of situation?"
"What to do?" Lan Yuzai muttered softly, "Join them?"
Wang Jixuan:......
"Just kidding, this is actually my first time seeing them transporting piglets."
Lan Yuzai shrugged:
"There are more things like this in the lower city. You can't handle it, boss. Trust me.
"Of course if you want to bounce them all away, I will definitely applaud you."
Wang Jixuan glared at the gangster leader and shined his flashlight downwards. He originally just wanted to show the way, but... Wang Jixuan saw one of the three gangsters press the woman to her knees on the ground, and let her watch with her own eyes as her husband was stripped of his pants and pressed against the wall...
Wait a minute;
Wait a minute!
Wang Jixuan feels that his Taoist heart is a bit insufficient!
The woman was sobbing, but her clothes were intact; the man was subdued and then had his pants taken off?
Lan Yuzai gave a thumbs up: "Three real men."
"Who is it! What the hell are you doing! I'll chop him to death, believe it or not!"
call out!
Whoosh!
A harsh sound broke through the air.
In the light of the flashlight, the three men raised their heads and stared at the gangsters above. Three sharpened pencils as thick as little fingers appeared on their necks at the same time, and half of the pencils were sunk into the upper part of their Adam's apple.
The three gangsters twitched and slowly fell to their knees, their wide eyes quickly filled with blood, and they clutched their necks and kept making whooshing sounds.
Wang Jixuan curled his lips.
So dirty!
He is a dignified Taoist, but if he moves slower, he feels that his Taoist heart will be polluted!
Although Lan Yuzai kept talking arrogantly, he was also frightened by this scene. His face turned pale and his eyes became brighter.
So gentle!
Boss Mu Liang was so gentle to him and his little brother before!
This boss just flicked his fingers and threw nuts at them before, but his real killer move turned out to be throwing pencils!
What would be the effect of replacing a pencil with a metal dart? I can’t even think about it!
Wang Jixuan stabbed Lan Yuzai in the waist with his pistol: "Shine a flashlight in their eyes."
"Hey, okay, okay..."
Lan Yuzai turned on the flashlight and turned it on to strong light mode, causing the frightened man and woman to subconsciously cover their eyes.
Wang Jixuan calmly walked past the three gangsters without looking down, but he perfectly avoided all blood stains.
When Wang Jixuan and Lan Yuzai gradually walked away, the man and woman finally came to their senses.
The man pulled up his belt with force, and the two men trembled as they untied the ropes that bound each other's hands.
They looked gratefully at the light source that was getting farther and farther below, and vaguely heard the conversation coming from below.
"Boss, you are so awesome! Can you teach me!"
"Shut up."
"I can do any pose! This move is awesome! You are a humanoid machine gun!"
"Noisy."
"Wrong, wrong, I won't say it anymore! Ah! My finger! Wrong!"
The men and women who had escaped death looked at each other, saw each other through the light source of the miner's hat lamp, hugged each other and cried.
Wang Jixuan and Lan Yuzai walked down for about half a minute, when suddenly a black shadow fell down on the side and smashed hard on the steel frame platform below. The dull impact echoed everywhere.
Wang Jixuan shined a flashlight on it.
It's the body of a gangster.
After walking a few more steps, the other two corpses were smashed down one after another, turning into two balls of flesh on the steel-framed platform below.
Lan Yuzai's face turned a little pale: "Those two piggies are quite cruel."
"Unjust is doomed to destruction."
Wang Jixuan said calmly:
"If you were kind to others, how could you suffer such disaster?"
"Boss, if you are strong, everything is right," Lan Yuzai sneered, "but ordinary people like us can only rely on two words to stand firm."
"Two words?"
"Be fierce and cruel. If you are not cruel enough, you will be bullied. This is the rule in the fortress."
Lan Yuzai changed the subject: "If you are willing to teach me this trick, then I will definitely add the word 'benevolence' to these two words. Justice will prevail!"
"screw you."
Wang Jixuan was also annoyed by this guy and laughed.
Then he frowned slightly.
The foul language is indecent and unbecoming of a monk. After all, he is going to the immortal world and cannot be full of hostility. It is better to pay attention to this matter.
…
Before Lan Yuzai's legs shook into chaff, they finally reached the lower city area.
What surprised Wang Jixuan was that there were no changes to the fire exits in this area, and there was only a lone steel structure platform below that connected the inside.
Wang Jixuan became more and more vigilant.
Although he is holding Lan Yuzai hostage, the place he will break into next is not an environment he is familiar with.
However, Lan Yuzai is a regular customer of Xiacheng, and he can even be regarded as a subordinate of those gangsters.
“Boss, you need to put your gun away, preferably close to your body.
"You can't show your gun or knife directly, this is the rule.
"Besides, there are only two of us, so even if we have four guns, it's useless here."
Lan Yuzai said warmly.
Wang Jixuan nodded slightly and hid the pistol in the inner pocket of his jacket. Then he took a half step forward and pinched Lan Yuzai's right elbow with his left hand.
Now, he can attack the latter's numbness at any time.
"Don't try to escape my sight, you know the consequences."
Lan Yuzai sniffed, lowered his head and walked towards the final steel structure platform, towards the two closed doors in front.
Wang Jixuan followed him closely, touching his lower back with his right hand and lifting up the handles of the two folding rescue knives.
"There is usually no one guarding this place. The forty-sixth floor is basically an entertainment venue, open to the dignitaries on the floors above."
Lan Yuzai opened the fire door in front of him carelessly, and the squeaking sound of the fire door drifted into the darkness behind them.
What you see is a wall covered with graffiti, with a huge word '46' written on it. The light from several spotlights illuminates the wall.
An unpleasant smell, like burnt plastic, hit my nostrils.
Wang Jixuan frowned tightly.
Is this the lower city?
At this moment, beside the lamp wall, seven or eight figures jumped up at the same time.
(End of chapter)