MTL - 100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death-Chapter 31

When Xing Yuan finished speaking, he straightened his waist and turned his face and turned forward. He opened the door and sat in the driver's seat like nothing.

Ye Wenxuan’s hand was still hanging above the key, and he heard Xing Yuan speak in front: “Zhang Assistant, can’t sit in front, trouble you, go to the back compartment for a while.”

Zhang Qing Xue Jiao Di Didao: "Xing Zong, let Ye Big Brother go, people want to sit with you."

Xing Yuan: "Come a little faster, or throw you here, do it yourself."

Zhang assistant was silent. Ye Wenxuan felt like a huge and shining light bulb. He walked over awkwardly. Zhang Qingxue immediately looked at him with his big eyes: "Ye Big Brother, there is no seat in the carriage, how do I sit? Yeah, are you saying that?"

Ye Wenxuan coughed: "There are several boxes of milk inside, you can sit on it, and you can take it apart when you are thirsty."

Zhang Qingxue: "...ah?"

Xing Yuan said again: "Zhang Assistant."

Zhang Qingxue looked at the past with full hope.

Xing Yuan looked at her from top to bottom, then put the bag at the foot and opened it. She threw the uniform from the milkman and threw it to her: "In addition to cash, all the belongings are thrown away, including mobile phones. Yes, put this on, and the clothes you wear now are thrown together."

Zhang Qingxue glared at a pair of Yingyingmei, relying on the vice driver's words to rest: "Xing Zong..."

Xing Yuan covered his lips with his hands: "Hurry up, don't spoil."

It’s also an assistant to the Xing’s group. Zhang Qingxue really couldn’t do it. He simply licked his hair and opened the door with a sigh of relief, twisting his **** to the back.

With a bang, the carriage was shut down.

Ye Wenxuan and Xing Yuan looked at each other and Xing Yuan raised his chin: "Come up."

Ye Wenxuan did not hesitate, and turned over to climb the co-driver. He just closed the car door and Xing Yuan rushed out of the throttle.

Ye Wenxuan had only time to grab the armrest from the top and shouted in his mouth: "Safety belt! I haven't worn a seat belt yet!"

Xing Yuan stepped on the throttle: "Stay steady, don't fly out of the window."

Ye Wenxuan: "I just didn't see you so much when I changed clothes... You gave me some time - a seat belt -"

He was shaking around in the car, and he could hear "咚" and "咚" from time to time. This is the assistant in the rear compartment who was battling the wall to protest.

The small truck drove south along the road. Xing’s president stepped on the accelerator pedal. He drove the car out of the formula of f1 and went straight out for a few hundred meters before slowly descending the speed.

Ye Wenxuan finally tied the seat belt, and he was free to pay attention to the situation around him.

The school has been left behind, the truck is taking a side road that is not used very often, the left and right sides are large and large fields, and in the distance you can see the faint mountains and jungles. If you have not just experienced a thrilling Escape, he might sigh the good scenery here.

But those gunshots and gunfire are too fresh to remember, and the innocent people who died have made everyone feel heavy.

Xing Yuan looked at the school building farther and farther from the rearview mirror and suddenly said, "You call."

Ye Wenxuan heard the words: "Who is it for?"

"For the police stations in Essen, Yadar and Scotland Yards, and the London Police Department, I said..." Xing Yuan took his eyes back from the rearview mirror and said faintly: "I said the terrorist attacks here." The case was escalated, and the police force in the city of Wismar couldn’t stop, asking them to search the cathedral in the north of the University of Wissall and the forest in the west. I suspect that there should be a large number of places in these two places. Arms, um, probably some mercenaries."

Ye Wenxuan brows: "How do you know?" Say it, but he quickly pulled out his mobile phone and flipped his finger to release the boot lock.

"I guess." Xing Yuan took the direction with one hand, and the other hand was on the side of the steering wheel. The fingers gently tapped on the top and said: "There is nothing else to hide near Vishall University." Places, the town closest to it is sparsely populated, and there are strange faces that can be heard in a long time. It is not a good place for mercenaries to settle down."

He said: "Compared with the town, the church in the north is the most suitable place. It is closest to the school, and there are some missionaries who have no power."

"The second choice is the forest in the northwest. It should be quite desolate. When I came, I heard that the forest was very large. It took at least three days to walk across the forest. Going out can directly reach the next door. Sen City." Ye Wenxuan interface, he pressed the alarm phone, after the sound of the voice, said: "Hey, hello, I want to transfer to the London Police Department."

"The line is busy, please try again later."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

He changed to other police stations. In addition to the Scottish Field Headquarters, other police stations played the same result. In the end, they had to give up: "What is the situation, we have nothing bad luck today, and we can’t get an alarm call. "And then" said: "The Scotland Yard is far from here. When they come over, the terrorists must have run."

Xing Yuan muttered: "How much has been guessed."

"With such a big deal, the phone calls of several nearby police stations must have been blown up."

He held the steering wheel with one hand and threw a bunch of bits and pieces into the co-pilot: "The documents and cash in the wallet are left, the phone card in the phone is pulled out, and the others are thrown away."

Ye Wenxuan was busy catching up: "Wow, it's all high-end goods, you are willing to throw!"

Xing Yuan: "The same is true for you. If you don't accept protests and want to keep your life, you should first clean up the objects on your body."

Ye Wenxuan raised a hand: "Report, can I apply to keep a mobile phone?"

Xing Yuan: "Application for rejection, can't."

Ye Wenxuan grinned and first took out the black wallet and turned it up.

"Hey, is this the ... the legendary centurion black gold card?" He took out a card, which was marked "americanexpress", translated as American Express.

He whistled: "The rich, this you have to throw?"

Xing Yuan whispered to himself: "Probably... it will not be used soon."

Ye Wenxuan did not hear what he said, but this did not hinder his feelings of exploration.

I took out more than a dozen cards in my wallet, and Ye Wenxuan looked at it one by one, and then took out the photos in the compartment and shook it in front of Xing Yuan: "Boss, this is also thrown?"

On the photo, a little girl with a braided face, the face is innocent, the girl looks a little like Xing Yuan, but her eyes are also black. Ye Wenxuan guesses that this is probably Xing Peiwei who has never appeared in front of the media.

That is Xing Yuan’s sister.

Sure enough, Xing Yuan glanced at it and immediately reached out and took out the photo, folded it and put it in his trouser pocket.

“Let’s?” Ye Wenxuan asked very gossip.

Xing Yuan warned him with his eyes and continued to work. Don't talk too much.

Ye Wenxuan shrugged and bowed down to study the piles of pieces on his legs.

"I am going to the town, I go to the convenience store, buy some food, don't stay too much." Xing Yuan said while driving: "If you want to buy something, remember to use cash for a while, don't swipe your card."

"Oh." Ye Wenxuan opened the window and threw Xing Yuan’s pile of high-end goods, together with his own stuff, into the grass on the side of the road, watching his family leave him. Ye Wenxuan only felt good. A bit of meat hurts.

"Boss." He glared at the window and looked back at the grass: "I have made a lot of sacrifices for you. Can you reimburse you if you return to China?"

Xing Yuan hooked his mouth and said: "Give." If he can still go back.

Ye Wenxuan got a promise, and this felt a little comfort. He turned his head and saw Xing Yuan handing over a black sports bag.

It was the one he had taken from the rear compartment.

Xing Yuan: "Excuse me, throw this away too."

"..." Ye Wenxuan handcuffed the sports bag full of two people's clothing, and screamed in his mouth: "I can really call people, throwing a window and throwing them away will be exhausted."

He still wants to say a few more words, and there is a knocking sound of "咚咚咚" in the back of the container.

Ye Wenxuan turned back and shouted: "Beauty, what?"

"I hate it~" separated by a layer of iron plate, Zhang's assistant's thin and weak voice was almost covered by the engine sound: "People want to go to the toilet... I am so anxious..."

I have to take care of lesbians.

Xing Yuan parked the car on the side of the road, pushed the door against the rear compartment, and then knocked the box back: "Give you two minutes, hurry up."

Zhang Qingxue: "Okay~ Thank you Xing Zong~"

Taking advantage of Zhang Qingxue to run, Ye Wenxuan also got out of the car. His hands covered his eyes and looked in the direction of the moment. Finally he sighed: "I don't know what is going on at the University of Wismar, I hope the casualties are not There will be too much."

Xing Yuan had two cigarettes between his slender fingers. He lowered his head and put the smoke in his mouth. He frowned slightly: "I found out that I ran away, and these people should naturally withdraw."

Ye Wenxuan turned to look at him: "Where did you come from, did you not throw anything clean?"

"I didn't bring this thing with me." Xing Yuan squinted at him, his hands squatting in his pocket, leaning back against the milk truck: "From the sports bag of the carriage, it is a pity that there is no lighter, only 叼Biting in the mouth."

Ye Wenxuan leaned beside him and held out a hand: "Give me one too."

Xing Yuan: "In the car, take it yourself."

Ye Wenxuan went back and turned over and found a half-box of smoke under the driver's seat. He pulled out one from the inside and squatted back to Xing Yuan in his mouth, looking at the town on the other side of the road.

"Boss." Ye Wenxuan pondered the cigarette holder with his teeth and said, "Ask you a question."

Xing Yuan: "Hey?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Why are you being chased by the group?"

Xing Yuan did not speak, only turned his face and looked at him.

Ye Wenxuan looked up at him and asked: "What is the identity of the group?"

Xing Yuan snorted and lowered his head and slowly approached him. He asked casually: "Do you want to know?"

Ye Wenxuan turned his head and avoided the burning scent. He asked impatiently: "Would you tell me?"

Xing Yuan took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it in his fingers. He said slowly: "Then I have a problem, I want to ask you."

The other side's posture is not like a contradiction or resentment against him, but Ye Wenxuan is still faint and somewhat unpredictable. He always feels that this guy seems to be a little excited. From his point of view, Xing Yuan even has the color of his eyes. It has become a lot deeper.

He instinctively felt that Xing Yuan’s ill-conceived feelings, and that person then extended two fingers, pinching his chin accurately before Ye Wenxuan wanted to avoid, the handsome face was very close, as if even the tip of the nose Have to stick to each other.

Xing Yuan leaned over to him, and the blue eyes were like an eagle, firmly locking his pupil.

He lowered his head and whispered if there was nothing like it: "You have electricity in your eyes. This is not my illusion, right?"

Ye Wenxuan pushed him away.

Great idea. He thought, while he was far away from Xing Yuan, he said with a cold face: "This way of talking is not attractive."

In the distance, the sound of footsteps sounded, and Zhang Qingxue finally came back.

As she was not approaching, Xing Yuan laughed: "You are on alert."

Ye Wenxuan: "No."

"That is angry."

"I just want to announce one more thing with you." Ye Wenxuan took a deep breath and looked at him blankly: "I hate men who are taller than me, and hate being pinched by a man."

Xing Yuan pinched the cigarette in his hand: "You are afraid that I will discover your secret."

Ye Wenxuan said coldly: "I know you want to test me, but I refuse."

Zhang Qingxue’s return ended this unfriendly dialogue. Ye Wenxuan did not speak any more. He turned and sat directly back to the co-driver. Instead, Xing Yuan was entangled in the lady, and opened the door a few minutes later, holding the unlit Cigarette, restart the engine.

After a while, Ye Wenxuan did not say a word to Xing Yuan, fully expressing his attitude of scornful behavior before he saw this person.

After another journey, they finally reached the town.

There are not many people in the town, and there is a leisurely scene. It is not like the chaos and the mess in the University of Wisshall, which is more than ten kilometers away.

Ye Wenxuan always feels not real.