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Chapter 222 There is really no danger
Maybe there is really no danger.

I didn't expect that guy to keep his promise, as long as he finished the job, he would really send the trader to him.

The male waiter was muttering in his heart, while groping for the corner of the wall, he gently rotated the brick that fit the wall with his fingertips, and then the floor under the table opened quietly.

There really is a secret room!
The male waiter was about to complete the task, his heart was pounding, excited and nervous.

Then, he carefully looked inside.

The basement was dark and silent, with a dusty and decaying atmosphere, as dark as an abyss.

Why is there no sound?
The male waiter listened carefully, but he didn't even hear the sound of breathing. The inside seemed empty, so he stood silently at the stairs and hesitated again.

After the two sides were silent with each other for a while, they couldn't help it: "Are you going to come in or not?"

The sudden sound made the male waiter startled.

He realized it quickly—it wasn't that there was no one inside, but that he couldn't find it at all.

The male waiter smiled sarcastically and walked down cautiously.

The basement was a bit deep, and after going down the narrow and steep stairs, it was discovered that this place was almost the same size as the house above.

There was no light inside, and only a vague shadow could be seen in the pitch black.

Standing in the corner, Manager Zhang stared at the person who appeared. Using the faint light on the stairs, he could vaguely see the military uniform on the other person's body, which made him frowned subconsciously.

The male waiter stood at the top of the stairs and didn't come close. He tentatively asked, "Are you Manager Zhang?"

"Yes, you are the trader that guy said?"

"Have you seen him?" The male waiter was slightly taken aback.

"No." Manager Zhang shook his head.

After he woke up, he realized that his current situation was a bit weird. Before he fell into a coma, he still remembered who attacked him, but the other party didn't seem to do anything to him.

But it was right not to heal his wounds.

At that time, candles were lit in the basement, and by the light of the fire, he saw the blood writing left on the ground.

Manager Zhang didn't pay much attention to what the other party said, "the trader will take the initiative to find him". He just stayed there temporarily after finding out that this place seemed to be quite hidden, and that person didn't do anything to him. Rehabilitate the injury.

Now there are troops from the thirteenth district everywhere outside. He was seriously injured by the captain. If he goes out like this, he will probably fall into the siege again.

So, he simply stayed to see what the purpose of the person who saved him was.

After waiting for a long time, did they really wait for a trader?
Manager Zhang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person opposite him with the vain light, and he could see some clues from the outline of that face.

It seems that he is not from the military area, but the waiter in the hotel at that time?
At this time, the male waiter said vigilantly: "Tell me first what you want to trade."

Manager Zhang sneered: "Why didn't you say it first?"

The male waiter was silent for a while, then suddenly remembered something and said hesitantly, "Wine and French steak."

"Understood, at ten o'clock tonight by the pool in the backyard of the hotel." Manager Zhang continued with folded arms.

Hearing this, the male waiter was relieved, and then took out the bag of things the size of a fist from his arms.

He moved over cautiously, stood one meter away and then handed it to the other party.

Manager Zhang reached out and grabbed it.

"..."

"..."

"Let go." Manager Zhang's head was full of black lines.

"Oh……"

The male waiter slowly let go of his hand, and the next moment the system prompt of the completion of the task sounded in his mind, so he retreated suddenly, and retreated vigilantly to the stairs.

Manager Zhang looked at his actions speechlessly, obviously he was the one who was seriously injured, so he needed to be so vigilant.

After getting the item, Manager Zhang also needs to check whether it is his task item.

The outside of the package is a circle of intertwined adhesive tape. After removing these, a soft, foam-like small box is revealed, which feels cold to the touch.

Inside is a fist-sized ball, iron-gray in color, and looks like a hard material.

"What's that?" the male waiter asked curiously.

He has never opened it on his body, because he is worried that the contents inside will be volatilized/deteriorated/damaged automatically, so apart from knowing that it is a drug, he has no idea what it is.

Manager Zhang held a small ball in his hand, and looked at him meaningfully: "Things that can make people go to heaven happily."

Male waiter: "..."

After putting away the things, Manager Zhang loosened his muscles and bones, and after feeling the almost recovered arm and body injuries, he lifted his feet and walked outside.

He also couldn't wait to complete his task as soon as possible, this is only the last step!

As he approached, the male waiter tensed up guardedly.

But after the other party approached the stairs, he realized through the dim light upstairs that this man was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he looked terribly miserable.

Manager Zhang was about to go up, but saw that this person was still standing beside him, and even moved inside to get away from him, so he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Well... I plan to hide here for a while." The male waiter's eyes drifted.

"How's the situation outside now?" Manager Zhang asked along the way.

The other party is his trader, and in a way, the two should be regarded as the same camp, and this kid's strength doesn't look very good.

The male waiter quickly shook his head: "I'm not sure, it's just that the blockade of the five-star hotel has been lifted, and the military region seems to be busy with other things."

Although he knew that the Brilliance Corps and the [-]th District had reached a cooperation and were preparing to attack some forces, would he say it?
He has somehow joined the camp of the Brilliant Corps!
Manager Zhang's position is unclear.

From the beginning to the end, the male waiter only knew that he was the other party's trader and was responsible for handing over the things in his hand. As for other information, he didn't even know who the person who handed over the things to him was.

It looked like a trick in a TV drama, the kind where he was killed and silenced after delivering the letter...

So the male waiter had no idea of ​​an alliance with him at all!
Now he only needs to wait for the large troops of the Brilliance Corps to enter the thirteenth district, and then join them to complete the final mission.

Manager Zhang looked him up and down when he heard the words, and seeing that this man was always timid and cowardly, he probably knew that he would not get much useful information, so he turned around and left.

It's not like he didn't have the idea of ​​silence.

But when the time comes, the fight may cause other disturbances, so it will not be complicated.

……

The room was still quiet, and the faint light from other places came in, faintly outlining the outline of the furniture.

Manager Zhang observed under the table for a while, and then climbed out of the basement when there was no danger, and then leaned against the wall under the window to check outside.

But the next moment, he turned his head sharply to look at the table, and saw the male waiter crawling out of it.

It's not easy to speak outside, so Manager Zhang cast a questioning look.

The male waiter looked aggrieved and said awkwardly, "That guy...didn't tell me how to close the basement door."

Manager Zhang: "..."

He suddenly had a very bad premonition!
(End of this chapter)