MTL - 100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death-Chapter 23

He rushed out of the phone, raised his flashlight, took the device in front of him, and sent it to his colleagues in the action group.

Not a minute, the news came over there.

Ye Wenxuan quickly sent another one:

The phone is shocked, and there is reply:

A high hanging heart slowly fell back to the original place.

Ye Wenxuan wiped the sweat, and then he stood up again. He looked at the parts kit that was spread out on the ground, and the "semi-finished product" that looked very dangerous. He simply swept the stuff into the bottom of the bed with his legs and hid it at the head of the bed.

Although it will not be detonated, but when you look at it, you will be scared.

After doing this, Ye Wenxuan turned to look at the stunned brawny next to him. He held a flashlight and sent a photo of the two intruders' mouth foaming to Zheng Xingguo.

But the surprise tonight is clearly not over yet.

The gas has not yet breathed, the phone still stays on the chat interface with colleagues, and a light “drop” sound is passed into his ear.

Then there was the sound of opening the door and the low voice.

"After checking the room for a while, Cherno left the night, and others could go back to rest."

"Okay, boss."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Ye Wenxuan's scalp is blasting!

Rub, Xing Yuan is back!

He turned off the flashlight and the mobile phone at the fastest speed, throwing the flashlight at the feet of the big man, and the mobile phone broke into his arms.

At this time, I wanted to hide again. He simply closed his eyes and fell to the foot of the bed. Then he walked at the door and stayed in the entrance of the entrance. He reached out and took a camera memory card and placed it. The top is the easiest to search in the pocket.

Hey, the outhouse faintly came to close the door, and occasionally there was the voice of Xing Yuan and his bodyguard.

I don't know when, on the aisle, or even further away, suddenly many tenants are talking loudly, and the whole hotel seems to be noisy.

"What's wrong?" Xing Yuan's voice is very low, Ye Wenxuan must be very focused to hear. In this regard, he can only be grateful that he did not close the bedroom door when he entered the house, otherwise he would not hear what was happening now.

Outside the room, the door opened again, and Ye Wenxuan guessed that someone might go out and check the situation. Sure enough, in less than a minute, someone knocked on the door.

Ye Wenxuan heard the door open again, and Xing Yuan was asking: "What happened."

"Boss, power failure in the whole building." One of the bodyguards said: "Yu Ying just caught a security guard and said that the monitoring equipment had failed half an hour ago. The hotel sent a security team to go upstairs to inspect. Nothing was found. I let 昊Ying went to the security captain and asked about the specific situation."

"Is it artificial?"

"Also...not clear."

Ye Wenxuan jumped in his heart and began to think about whether he could stop the power outage and run out.

Just as he thought about this possibility carefully, he suddenly heard a dry voice in his ear and said in English: "You stand, don't move here. Servant, go in and check, room."

He didn't finish talking, and other voices came in: "Boss, let me go with him."

"Boss, and me too..."

Xing Yuan interrupted them: "Cerno goes, others stay here."

Those people did not insist on it.

Then there was a glare that tore the darkness in the living room, presumably the bodyguard had touched the lighting from the body.

Rely on, if you run black, what seems to be impossible.

Ye Wenxuan cursed in his heart and lay back on the ground again, one eye squinting at the movement outside the door.

Sure enough, the dry voice rang again: "Yes, clean the car."

"Study, one, Arab, coma."

After a while, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Someone stood at the door and observed for a few minutes. The glare swept away and stayed on his face from time to time.

Ye Wenxuan refrained from turning his eyeballs and kept a rhythm in his breathing. He relaxed and stretched his limbs and only worked as a corpse.

The man first flipped the big man at the door. After checking it, he slowly approached. The beam of the searchlight hit the face of Ye Wenxuan straight. The other person seemed to be seriously recognizing who was falling on the ground.

"One bedroom, African, one Asian." He said: "This person is familiar."

"Oh?"

That humanity: "The photographer, the servant has seen."

Ye Wenxuan intuition is the white bodyguard who is fierce in the daytime.

He almost trembled nervously, and his breath was unstoppable. This shot was especially noticeable in the quiet darkness.

Ye Wenxuan knew that he might be exposed, and the heart began to violently jump.

However, he thought that the on-the-spot capture did not happen. The attention of the bodyguard has not been on him since the beginning.

He discovered the semi-finished products of the bombs hidden under the bed.

"Master, don't come in." The man's voice was dignified: "There is a bomb."

Then he no longer listened to the turmoil of the bodyguards outside, leaned over into the narrow gap at the bottom of the bed, and used the searchlight to carefully observe the device in front of him.

Fortunately, Ye Wenxuan’s effort was not great. He did not kick the semi-finished product to a deeper place. Otherwise, the burly bodyguard might have to split the bed to be able to reach the bomb.

Ye Wenxuan gaze at his gongs and drums. The sound of the cymbals slammed, and the sound of the cymbals stopped. The bodyguards withdrew from the bottom of the bed and then began to inspect the rooms.

When he entered the cloakroom, he opened again: "Here, the second one, fried | bomb."

There is still a second one! Ye Wenxuan was a little surprised.

For a moment, he heard the bodyguard coming out of the cloakroom and said, "Master, now, safe."

The footsteps outside had reached the door, and Xing Yuan’s voice rang over his head: “Is there a flashlight? Get a few more.”

Not long after, Ye Wenxuan felt several glare hit his face.

“Ye Wenxuan?” Xing Yuan’s tone brought a touch of emotion: “How is he here?”

Someone came over and turned him over and then searched his pocket.

The phone and the odds and pieces in the pocket were found.

Ye Wenxuan is not too worried. When he came, he turned off the fingerprint unlocking function, so he was not afraid to search the phone.

Sure enough.

"The phone does not have a fingerprint to unlock, you can only enter the password to boot."

"Boss, there is a memory card here."

"It's dedicated to the camera."

Xing Yuan seems to recall: "Oh, the assistant said, update the official micro tonight."

A rough palm pressed against the neck of Ye Wenxuan, and then turned over his eyelids. Ye Wenxuan took the opportunity to turn his eyes, then the owner of the hand said: "Boss, he just coma, presumably came over to send photos, just hit this The two were sneaking in the boss room.

Xing Yuan is undecided: "Put him here, leaving the two, let Cherno clean up, Li Fei, go find Liang Yuying, others go back."

"But the boss... in case there is danger..."

Xing Yuan interrupted him: "Then you are guarding the door."

The bodyguard couldn't, but he had to answer "yes" and he was sure to go outside the door.

Ye Wenxuan could hear a few people gradually drifting away, then opened the door and went out.

The people walked for more than half, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell cold.

Xing Yuandao: "Cherno, tied the two men, and then lifted the kid up the sofa."

Cherno: "Yes, master."

Ye Wenxuan was squatted on the shoulders like Cherno's sandbags. He was almost vomited and vomited. He quickly swallowed it back and then slammed it on the back of Cherno.

Suddenly, the hard muscles were staring at Venus.

"How is he, seeing blood?"

Cherno took a look at Ye Wenxuan and squeezed him from top to bottom.

Ye Wenxuan: "..." Please, this position, if he was really traumatized, he must not be spurted by this person.

Cherno: "No injury, maybe, it was knocked on the back neck."

Xing Yuan: "What about the other two?"

Cherno: "Not dead."

"Cherno, don't let me keep asking." Xing Yuan's tone is somewhat unpleasant: "You have to tell yourself when to say something, not to wait until I ask."

Cherno whispered: "Yes."

After that, he obviously changed. Ye Wenxuan was thrown on the sofa casually, and he could hear the conversation between the two people.

"Two people, dressed as cleaners, come in and put in ied." Cherno said hard: "The servant found it, two guns, poison in his teeth. Thighs have tattoos and are flying wolves."

Flying wolf tattoo. Ye Wenxuan moved in the heart and listened more carefully.

"Flying Wolf Club." Xing Yuan whispered: "The courage is getting bigger and bigger, only two people will dare to enter my room to bomb | bomb."

Cherno: "Yes, accomplices."

Xing Yuan: "Oh?"

"Turn off the power, kill the waiter, and replace it." Cherno said intermittently: "There are hotels, acquaintances to help. The servant did not find, the bomb remote control should be on, others."

Xing Yuan sneered: "Since there are acquaintances to help, why did they not find it, my room is equipped with a shielding jammer."

Ye Wenxuan, a signal shielding device that prevents bombings and bomb attacks, has been told by the teacher. It is said that this thing can interfere with the bombing and remote-controlled detonation signals issued by terrorists within a certain range, but I did not expect Xing Yuan to be so cautious, even this kind of thing. Also brought on.

Only those who often experience these terrorist attacks will be prepared to be so appropriate when they travel.

Over there, Xing Yuan still whispered: "The few people just talked about your views."

Oh? Ye Wenxuan held his breath and tried to overhear.

Cherno’s voice is even smaller: “One day, not enough.”

Xing Yuan: "I can't wait too long."

After a short while, Cherno said: "Li Fei and Liang, Yu Ying, good kung fu, the strongest execution. Zhao what, the lowest kung fu, always absent-minded. Duan 2, bad temper, large shelf, anti-bone. Qian Wu, there is a weak feeling, but the servant may, can't beat."

"Others, you still need to observe."

After that, he was vague: "Liang Yuying, the same feeling as the servant."

Xing Yuan did not return to him, only a sigh.

Ye Wenxuan’s thoughts were hanged by these words.

Xing Yuan’s meaning is that he is questioning the personal bodyguard he brought from the country?

However, even so, why can he trust Cherno, who only came one day?

Moreover, this Cherno's name for Xing Yuan is also very strange. Others call him "the boss". Only Cherno calls him "master" and also calls himself "servant."

Ye Wenxuan frowned in his heart, only that the origin of this bodyguard must be extraordinary.

He was thinking, the synapse had a hand slid over the right cheek, the hand gently rubbed his cheek, then slipped down and pinched his chin.

Xing Yuan’s voice is close at hand: “He hasn’t woken up yet.”

Cherno did not say anything.