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Chapter 521 Outbreak [1]

After finishing her work, Yang Xiaolan packed up her things and returned to her parents' home.

As soon as she got home, Yang Xiaolan learned that her cousin Yang Xiaobin was wanted! And his whole family disappeared from next door to her house overnight! Yes, disappeared, even the house disappeared!
This situation shocked Yang Xiaolan. Thinking about her recent uneasy mood, Yang Xiaolan felt heavy.

As for her cousin being wanted, Yang Xiaolan felt that there must be something strange about this matter, because her cousin Yang Xiaobin was definitely an honest and simple man, so how could something happen to him at this critical time?
After comforting her parents, Yang Xiaolan decided to find Lao Fang to find out the specific situation of his brother. Although this matter could be easily resolved if the Sun family or Zhang Wufeng took action, she hesitated every time she thought of this.

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The story goes back seven days ago.

It was pitch black all around, with a faint glimmer of light on the horizon. The winter wind was bitterly cold, and the fallen trees and grass branches made a rustling sound. The mountains in the distance stretched into the distance like waves, looking very solemn under the cover of the night. The mountain fog was getting thicker, and with the dim moonlight, this small forest of less than one square kilometer looked even more hideous.

Yang Xiaobin hid in the mountains for three days and three nights, but he didn't drink a single sip of water during these three days. In order to save some energy, he had to hide in the bushes and lie there, not wanting to move at all. Thinking of that woman, Yang Xiaobin wanted to beat her up. This was so damn unfair that he was wanted by the police. Hiding everywhere, he didn't have any money on him now, and he didn't dare to go down the mountain. He thought that the streets must be full of wanted portraits of him. The more Yang Xiaobin thought about it, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the hungrier he got. Damn it! No, I'm going to starve to death in the mountains sooner or later.

Yang Xiaobin mustered up his courage and finally decided to go down the mountain to find something to eat. No matter what, he had to fill his stomach first. Even if he was caught, it was better than starving to death.

This is a very quaint town, with many vegetables planted around the town. Yang Xiaobin looked at the sky and thought it was past one o'clock. He only heard a few dogs barking in the distance.

"Could it be a police dog?"

Yang Xiaobin lay on the ground, his stomach aching with hunger. Just thinking about the feeling of being pressed against each other made him feel miserable. Yang Xiaobin's eyes lit up with excitement when he saw the cabbages. He looked around alertly to make sure there was no one around. Then he quickly picked up a cabbage and pulled it out.

Finally, there is something to eat! Yang Xiaobin thought bitterly. The cabbage was sweet, and it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life. He quickly ate a cabbage weighing several kilograms. Suddenly, he saw a beam of light shooting towards him. It dazzled his eyes, and he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Who are you? Why are you in my vegetable garden!" an old voice scolded.

With the help of the flashlight, Yang Xiaobin could see clearly that it was an old man, about sixty years old, wearing a gray military coat, which looked quite old. His dry face was covered with wrinkles, and his sparse gray hair hung messily on his head. He didn't know how long he hadn't washed or combed his hair, but he estimated that he was about the same age as him.

The old man stepped forward and grabbed him, shouting loudly: "Someone is stealing, come quickly." Yang Xiaobin was startled, struggled hard to break free, and punched the old man, knocking the old man to the ground, and the flashlight also fell to the ground. Yang Xiaobin picked up the flashlight and hit the old man's head with it again. After a few hits, the old man fainted. With the help of the flashlight, he saw a small shed five meters away from him. There was a bicycle parked next to it. Yang Xiaobin stepped forward and pushed the bicycle. Just as he was about to run away, he took a look at the old man lying on the ground, and then stepped forward to search around the old man's body. He found dozens of yuan in the old man's clothes. Yang Xiaobin quickly got on the bicycle and ran away without choosing a way.

Yang Xiaobin pedaled frantically and finally got on the road. He didn't know how far he had ridden, but he saw that it was almost dawn. When he saw a mountain in front of him, he threw down his bike and rushed up the mountain. He was so tired! Yang Xiaobin sat down under a tree. He took a few deep breaths of fresh air, held his head and slapped it a few times: "You are not a human being!"

Tears streamed down her face, and soon she started to sob.

Yang Xiaobin is only 23 years old this year. He left home right after graduating from high school and worked as a laborer on a construction site. He has been working there for four or five years. A few days ago, he went to his boss's house to collect his wages. Because it was almost the end of the year, everyone had to go home for the New Year, but the boss refused to mention the wages. His fellow workers thought Yang Xiaobin was loyal, so they suggested that he go to the boss. Who knew that he would be stopped by a woman as soon as he entered the door. He knew this woman, she was the boss's mistress, named Liu Xiaoyue. Thinking of the scene that day, Yang Xiaobin gritted his teeth in hatred. If it weren't for that bitch who hurt me, how could I have become like this?
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"What are you doing here?" Liu Xiaoyue asked with a straight face. Her face was very pale and expressionless. Seeing her, Yang Xiaobin could not help but feel flustered. This was a woman about 24 or 25 years old, very tall. Her height of 1.7 meters and her black wavy hair made her look even more graceful. A trace of panic flashed in her big eyes, but Yang Xiaobin obviously ignored it. She was wearing a white nightgown casually draped over her body, which gave her a lazy vibe.

Yang Xiaobin whispered: "I am here on behalf of my fellow workers to ask the boss for wages. The New Year is coming soon."
Liu Xiaoyue stared at him and said, "He's inside, go in and find him!" Then she stood guard outside the door. Yang Xiaobin saw that the boss's floor was carpeted, and then looked at his dusty shoes, and said embarrassedly, "Look at my shoes, I'm afraid they will dirty the carpet!"

Liu Xiaoyue smiled slightly, folded her arms and said, "It's okay, go in. We have to change to new ones after the New Year anyway. Go in quickly. He is in the bedroom, which is the door on the left side of the entrance. Just push the door and go in!"

Seeing Yang Xiaobin still hesitant, she said impatiently, "If you don't go in, I'm going to close the door!" Yang Xiaobin had no choice but to go in. Liu Xiaoyue saw him standing outside the bedroom door and didn't move, so she urged him, "Hurry up, you really came from the countryside, are you going or not?"
Yang Xiaobin glanced at her, only to see her face turn even paler, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, which frightened him. He pushed open the door and walked in carefully, fearing to dirty the clean floor. The bedroom was so luxurious that Yang Xiaobin didn't know how to describe it. The boss fell asleep on the computer desk. Yang Xiaobin mustered up the courage to walk forward and shouted, "Boss, Boss Zhang, I'm Yang Xiaobin", only to see him still lying on the computer desk. Hearing Liu Xiaoyue come in, he turned around and glanced at her. Liu Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and said, "Push him awake, he may have fallen asleep."

Yang Xiaobin was startled again and gently pushed Boss Zhang. Unexpectedly, Boss Zhang fell to the ground with a small dagger stuck in his heart. Yang Xiaobin screamed "Ah" and said in a trembling voice: "He's dead! He's dead!"

Liu Xiaoyue screamed, "Murder, murder," and ran straight out the door.

Yang Xiaobin was stunned, then he woke up, and without even asking for his wages, he rushed out the door.

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Yang Xiaobin thought about his experiences in the past few days. Although he knew that Liu Xiaoyue must have done this and he was framed, what could he do? He thought that he was powerless and how could he fight against Liu Xiaoyue? This would definitely confirm the crime of murder. Now, he beat the old man again, and the crime of robbing money fell on his head again. Thinking of the old man, he thought to himself that he would not be beaten to death!

The more Yang Xiaobin thought about it, the more he regretted it. Why did he hit someone at that time? He also robbed money and bicycles. His life is over. It's all because of that bitch Liu Xiaoyue! He is now unable to return home and is labeled a murderer. Thinking of his elderly parents and lovely sister at home, Yang Xiaobin felt a pain in his heart like a needle. Where should he go in the future? Is he really going to live his whole life dodging? No, he must clear this injustice. Yang Xiaobin made up his mind! But how can he clear the injustice? Yang Xiaobin couldn't help but feel confused again.

After hiding in the mountains for another day, Yang Xiaobin checked the dozens of yuan on his body. It was already afternoon and it was getting dark. Yang Xiaobin decided to go down the mountain to get some food. Not long after walking, he saw a small village. The village was not big, and there might be dozens of families. Yang Xiaobin bought a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, two loaves of bread, and a bottle of mineral water at the store at the entrance of the village, spending 110 yuan. He counted and found that he still had yuan. The store owner looked at him and saw him wolfing down the bread without saying a word. Seeing that he had left, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed .

Yang Xiaobin didn't know what this place was called, and he didn't dare to take the main road, so he just hurriedly walked on the mountain path. It was getting dark, and his clothes were thin to begin with, and it was very cold in December. Yang Xiaobin gritted his teeth and cursed the heavens. Only by walking faster could he feel a little warmer. He had long since lost the flashlight he had robbed on the mountain, and now he regretted it. Why did he lose that thing? Oh!
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Liu Xiaoyue had a bad time these days and couldn't sleep well. The police came to her house several times to investigate the case. In the end, it was determined that Yang Xiaobin was a major suspect and was on the run. Soon, wanted notices with Yang Xiaobin's portrait were issued to dozens of surrounding counties and cities. This country bumpkin really deserves it! Liu Xiaoyue thought bitterly. I hope that the unlucky guy can escape for the rest of his life and never be caught by the police. Thinking of this, she felt uneasy again. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. Soon, a man's voice came over.

"Sister, you haven't slept yet!"

"Is there any news about that person?"

"How can it be that fast? Don't worry, sister. I have someone in the police force. I will notify you as soon as I get any news. I will make sure that the police will not catch you."

Liu Xiaoyue said "hmm" and hung up the phone. Thinking of the many people under her brother Liu Rui's command, they would definitely make Yang Xiaobin, the country bumpkin, disappear without a trace. Thinking of this, she fell on the bed and laughed crazily.

Liu Xiaoyue stood up and lit a cigarette. Just as she took a puff, the phone rang.

"Sister, good news. The boy is in Yun County and the police have already rushed there."

"Your people must get ahead of the others and not let the police succeed, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"Hey! Sister, when have I ever failed? I've already notified Old Chen over there. Yang Xiaobin can't get away."

"Oh, by the way, send a car here right away. I want to rush to Yun County to take a look. Liu Rui, I always feel that we will be in trouble this time, and it will be a big trouble!"

Liu Rui was stunned for a moment, then comforted her: "Don't worry, sister. I will find a way to solve it. Just like that, sister, my people will be here in fifteen minutes."

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Old Chen felt very strange. Looking at the information in his hand, he thought that Brother Rui was too worried! Even Sister Yue was coming. What kind of person was Yang Xiaobin? Was it necessary to mobilize so many troops? Zhang Chu was his top henchman. He was about 25 or 26 years old, with a short haircut. He was not tall, only 1.7 meters.

Old Chen handed the information in his hand to Zhang Chucai and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. Sister Yue will be here soon."

Zhang Chucai looked at the information, and a ruthless look appeared on his face. Old Chen was very happy when he saw a cold light in his eyes. He patted his shoulder and walked out.

Liu Xiaoyue sat in the car, watching the lights outside the window moving backwards quickly. There was no expression on her cold face, but she felt a little uneasy. Her intuition was always accurate, and she believed in her intuition. This time it would definitely not go smoothly. Maybe she and her brother would fall into this trap. Yang Xiaobin must die! Thinking of this, her snow-white face became even gloomier.

"Xiao Hou, drive faster!"

Hou Jun responded with an "oh" and looked back at Sister Yue, only to see her sitting there motionless with a fierce green light on her face. His heart skipped a beat. Seeing Sister Yue squinting at him, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Hou Jun was startled and changed the gear. The car suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the night like a flash of smoke.

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Yang Xiaobin was just about to lie down. He was so tired! He had run so far, no one should know that he had run so far! He thought to himself. Before he could finish this thought, he saw beams of strong light shining on him from afar. Yang Xiaobin was shocked and his legs became weak.

He gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could. His heart was pounding! As he was running, something blocked his way in front of him, and his body couldn't help but fall forward. He screamed in pain.

"In front!" someone shouted from behind.

As soon as Yang Xiaobin got up, he was kicked from behind by someone. Yang Xiaobin could not help but fall to the ground again.

"Damn it! Just run!"

"Why don't you run? Aren't you quite capable of running?"

A few cold voices rang out. Yang Xiaobin gritted his teeth and turned back to see three young men in their twenties appearing in front of him.

"Aren't you police officers?" Yang Xiaobin asked in a low voice.

"Haha! Police, fuck your police!" The young man on the left stepped on Yang Xiaobin's chest and asked with gritted teeth: "Boy, I look like a policeman!" The two people behind him laughed together.

"This kid is so fucking funny! He actually thought we were policemen! Yang Xiaobin, do you know how long we have been chasing you?" The young man raised his hand and slapped Yang Xiaobin in the face.

Yang Xiaobin was no longer afraid at this time. He was afraid of the police, but not of these gangsters. Yang Xiaobin was furious, staring at the man who stepped on his chest, and gently wiped the blood from his mouth.

The man felt a little frightened by his stare, and couldn't help but relax his foot on Yang Xiaobin's chest.

"Chen San, you won't be scared anymore, will you?" The guy with a short haircut in the middle saw that Chen San's feet were showing some signs of loosening, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Damn it! What are you looking at!" Chen San was upset and reached out to slap Yang Xiaobin again. At this time, Yang Xiaobin, who was under him, hugged Chen San's feet, bent his legs and kicked Chen San in the heart. Chen San screamed "Ah" and fell backwards. Yang Xiaobin turned his body to the side and stood up.

The inch-slab-headed man took a step back and supported Chen San. Chen San's face turned pale and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. The young man behind him took out a switchblade, sneered, and stabbed Yang Xiaobin in the chest. Yang Xiaobin couldn't help but panic and slowly backed away. Seeing that Yang Xiaobin was scared, the man pressed forward again.

"Aren't you good at fighting? Come and hit me, kid! Let's see how we can kill you today!" He stabbed Yang Xiaobin in the chest again. Yang Xiaobin knew he couldn't retreat anymore, so he leaned forward and said angrily: "Come on, stab me to death! Why don't you use more strength? Don't you have any strength left?" Yang Xiaobin took advantage of the man's momentary distraction and quickly reached out to grab the switchblade. A trickle of blood with body temperature flowed down the switchblade.

The young man was stunned and tried hard to take back the switchblade, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the knife back.

Yang Xiaobin had worked as a laborer on a construction site for four or five years, doing manual labor and he was a strong man, so naturally he had much more strength than this thug who had little exercise.

Cun Bantou was a little stunned. He didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

Yang Xiaobin yelled, "I'm going to fight you!"

As he said this, he suddenly bent his legs and pressed them against the boy's crotch. This time, the young man bent over in pain and his hands naturally loosened.

Yang Xiaobin picked up the knife and stabbed the man in the back. A stream of blood spurted out. Yang Xiaobin stabbed him repeatedly and frantically, but when he saw that the man didn't move, he turned back and looked at the other two people who were stunned.

When Cun Bantou saw that he killed "Xiao Liu", he became afraid and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Bin, Brother Bin, we were wrong, we were wrong." After saying that, he left Chen San and wanted to run back.

Yang Xiaobin ran up, grabbed his clothes, and slashed his throat with a knife. Cunbantou felt a chill in his throat, and there was no strength in his body. He opened his eyes wide in fear and fell back unwillingly. Chen San saw him kill two people in a row, turned his head and stared at him closely, and was so frightened that he bent his legs and knelt on the ground: "Brother Bin, please let me go!"

Yang Xiaobin laughed wildly, stared at Chen San with gritted teeth, and said, "What did I do wrong? I didn't kill anyone, why are the police chasing me? You want to bully me too, do you think the weak should be bullied? Haha, I only killed two people, I don't care if you are one more, anyway, I am already a sinner, damn it, go to hell!" As he said that, he stabbed Chen San fiercely. Chen San struggled desperately and called out desperately. Gradually, he had no strength left, and his body slowly softened.

Yang Xiaobin didn't know how many times he stabbed Chen San. Finally, he couldn't muster any more strength and sat on the ground, panting. The strong light from the three flashlights on the ground made the bloody knife in Yang Xiaobin's hand look very bright red. Yang Xiaobin stared at the knife blankly and threw it on the ground trembling.

"Brother Bin, wonderful!" A smiling voice came into Yang Xiaobin's ears. Are the police finally here? Yang Xiaobin thought. He couldn't help but look back.

"Don't worry, I'm not a policeman! I'm here to help you!"

"Help me?" Yang Xiaobin asked doubtfully, looking suspiciously at the bald young man in front of him with a hint of cruelty.

The bald man smiled at him, took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Yang Xiaobin, and lit one for himself.

"Remember what I look like. You owe me a favor. Remember to repay it later!" said the bald man as he helped Yang Xiaobin light a cigarette.

Yang Xiaobin doesn't smoke, but he still didn't refuse. He never refuses other people's kindness.

The bald man looked at him amusedly.

"You don't smoke?"

Yang Xiaobin couldn't help blushing and said nothing.

"A man who can't smoke has no future, remember that!"

The bald man pondered for a moment and said, "Don't ask me why I helped you! I can only say that I don't know either. You look like someone!" The bald man stared at Yang Xiaobin and said word by word, "A person who saved me!"

Yang Xiaobin looked at him and felt that there was no expression in his eyes.

"I owe her my life!"

Yang Xiaobin nodded, not quite understanding.

The bald man smiled, took out a package from his pocket, handed it to Yang Xiaobin, and gently patted Yang Xiaobin on the shoulder.

"There are 50,000 yuan in it! And a cell phone, enough to last you for a while, Yang Xiaobin!"

The bald man laughed and said, "You can go now. Go east. It's safer there!"

Yang Xiaobin felt a warm current in his heart, and he remembered the bald man's appearance deeply. He nodded and said, "If there is a chance, I will return this favor to you!"

The bald man watched Yang Xiaobin walk away step by step until he could no longer see him. Then he murmured, "Yang Xiaolan, I, Zhang Chu, will never forget what you said! Let's wish him good luck together!"

...Liu Xiaoyue looked at Lao Chen coldly, turning the wine glass in her hand constantly, but never said a word.

Old Chen felt a chill on his back, and dared not utter a word, lowering his head like a child who had made a mistake. The people behind him could not help but secretly smirk. Usually, Brother Chen was arrogant in front of them, and his performance today was completely different. They all wondered what kind of background this Yue Jie had, so that Brother Chen did not dare to talk back.

"Old Chen, I told you before that you must catch that man. But what about now? He ran away, not only did we not catch him, but we also killed three people. Tell me, what is going on!" Sister Yue looked at him and said coldly, placing the wine glass heavily on the table. The less than half glass of wine spilled out, wetting the tablecloth on the table.

Old Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of Sister Yue speaking, but was afraid of Sister Yue not speaking.

"It's like this, Sister Yue. After I received the call from Brother Rui, I sent all my brothers out, and finally found him near Qingyi Town. I didn't expect that guy to be so ruthless. Chen San and the other three were all killed by him!"

Sister Yue snorted and asked with a straight face, "Who are the subordinates of those three idiots?"

"It's Zhang Chucai's little brother!"

Sister Yue hummed, picked up the glass and took a sip of wine, and said: "Zhang Chucai, he is indeed a talent, but he messed up this time. Old Chen, you should know what to do!"

"Don't worry, Sister Yue. Even though Zhang Chucai is my trusted subordinate, I will give Sister Yue an explanation if I failed to accomplish this task!" Old Chen couldn't help but think secretly in his heart: Zhang Chucai, ah Zhang Chucai, you can't blame me this time, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck!
Sister Yue suddenly started to laugh, holding her belly with her hands, causing everyone present to look at each other in bewilderment and remain silent. Sister Yue laughed for half a minute, then said softly to the window, "I underestimated you, kid. But you won't be as lucky this time as last time. Yang Xiaobin, don't worry, the police ahead are waiting for you! I wonder where you can run this time!"

Old Chen heard her speak softly but with gritted teeth, and he felt the hairs on his body stand up.

After Sister Yue finished speaking, she put down the cup, turned around and walked out.

When Lao Chen saw that she had indeed gone far away, he roared, "Damn it, what are you still standing there for? Go get Zhang Chucai!"

All the men were so happy that they left in a flash. Old Chen then sat down on the chair, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and muttered, "You damn Zhang Chucai, you almost killed me!"

Zhang Chucai had long known from his men that Liu Xiaoyue had just lost her temper in front of Lao Chen, and that he was going to punish him. But he was not angry, and sneered, "You bitch, wait and see how I'll kill you in the future!" He reached out for his cell phone and wanted to make a call, but he held back, hurriedly put the phone in his pocket, hailed a taxi, and disappeared into the night.

Yang Xiaobin ran east for a distance, then stopped and opened the paper package. He saw five stacks of brand new banknotes lying quietly in his hands. He had never seen so much money before. He swallowed hard, picked up the Nokia phone that was not turned on, quickly turned it on, and called home.

His family was very poor and did not have a telephone, but his uncle's family did. It was already two or three in the middle of the night. Yang Xiaobin waited for several minutes before the call was connected.

"Hello, is this Uncle San? I'm Xiao Hai, yes, that's me! How are my parents?"

"What? You mean my parents and little sister?"

Yang Xiaobin couldn't help but be stunned, and his phone fell to the ground. All he could hear was a series of anxious "Hello" sounds from the phone.

It turned out that his uncle told him a piece of news. Three nights ago, his house suddenly caught fire. His parents and his 15-year-old sister were sleeping soundly and could not escape. When the villagers finally put out the fire, they only saw three burnt bodies.

Yang Xiaobin was furious, he had never been so furious before. He knew it must have been man-made, Liu Xiaoyue must have ordered someone to do it. He couldn't help but shed sad tears. He knew that he had killed his elderly parents and lovely sister. If he hadn't escaped, he would have died, but his parents and sister would have been fine.

Now, Yang Xiaobin felt like there was a fire burning in his heart, and this fire seemed to be destroying him.

"I want revenge, Liu Xiaoyue, I will repay you a hundredfold for what you did to me, just wait!" Yang Xiaobin roared to the sky. He knew what was waiting for him ahead, but he could not care less. He had to kill Liu Xiaoyue first, otherwise he would die with regret.

Yang Xiaobin picked up the phone and walked back the way he came.

After walking a few steps, the phone rang. Yang Xiaobin took a look and saw that it was a number from the city, so he didn't answer it. The ringing stopped after a few rings, and Yang Xiaobin ignored it. After running for more than ten minutes, he remembered that only the bald man who helped him just now knew this number, so he stopped again and prepared to call back. Just after dialing a number, the ringing sounded again. He looked and saw that it was another unfamiliar number, different from the previous number.

Yang Xiaobin answered it without thinking.

"Yang Xiaobin, did you just hang up the phone at home?" the bald man asked coldly.

"How did you know?" Yang Xiaobin was shocked. It had only been a short while, how did that person know?
"Are you a pig? Don't you know you are wanted? The phone at home has been tapped for a long time." The bald man's voice was still a little cold, but his tone was much softer.

"Something happened to my parents and sister!" Yang Xiaobin didn't want to hide it from him.

"Oh, I see. Are you planning to go back and seek revenge on Liu Xiaoyue?"

"I'm going to kill her!"

"I advise you not to be impulsive. Liu Xiaoyue is not as simple as you think, especially her brother Liu Yun, who is even more powerful now. Going back will only lead to your death." The bald man's tone also contained a hint of consolation. "Listen, I put ten phone cards in your money, all of which are activated. Change to the second one immediately, and I will call you later. Okay, that's it." After the bald man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yang Xiaobin was no fool, he knew that the police had already known his phone number, so he quickly changed his SIM card. Less than half a minute after he changed it, the phone rang.

"Yang Xiaobin, listen to me. If you want revenge, you can't do it now. Listen to me." The bald man said anxiously as soon as he answered the phone.

"No, I will kill Liu Xiaoyue even if I die. You don't need to persuade me. Thank you for your help. Really, if there is a next life, I will definitely repay you." Yang Xiaobin said, then hung up the phone and turned it off. He threw the phone into the bushes and walked away without looking back.

It is most difficult to tell the direction at night, especially in this remote mountain area where there is no moon, no stars, and no light.

Yang Xiaobin wanted to rush back. He was unwilling to escape like this without killing Liu Xiaoyue.

Revenge must be taken!
Yang Xiaobin made up his mind.

After going down the mountain, there is a main road. Yang Xiaobin ran along the road in a hurry. As he was running, he saw a person blocking his way. Yang Xiaobin ran to the side. Just after running for a while, he saw another figure standing in front of him. Yang Xiaobin stopped and looked at the person coldly. He knew that this person must be the figure just now.

"Why are you stopping me? Are you Liu Xiaoyue's man?" Yang Xiaobin was furious. If he was Liu Xiaoyue's man, he would kill him. The man stood there like a statue, motionless.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xiaobin shouted with a cold face.

The man remained motionless and silent.

Yang Xiaobin yelled "Ah!" and punched at the person. But he hit nothing. The figure in front of him disappeared. Yang Xiaobin was shocked. He looked around, but there was no figure!

Could it be a ghost? Yang Xiaobin felt a chill on his back. He must be dazzled, he thought. Whatever! Yang Xiaobin started running again. But after running for a while, he saw the figure blocking his way again.

"I don't care whether you are a human or a ghost, don't stop me. I'm going to kill someone!" Yang Xiaobin himself felt that he lacked confidence.

"Hey! Foolish child, the vengeance of fate has really come back upon you!" the figure said slowly. The voice was very old.

When Yang Xiaobin heard him speak, he knew that this must be a human, and he was not so scared anymore.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Don't stop me!"

"Okay! Wear this on your hand, it will help you!", the figure said as he handed something to Yang Xiaobin. Yang Xiaobin took it with doubts, and felt it was a ring. Yang Xiaobin put it on his middle finger without thinking.

"I'll come find you!" the figure said, and then disappeared. Yang Xiaobin opened his eyes wide, becoming more and more confused.

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He paid attention to the ring on his finger, which felt very gentle, and his boiling blood gradually calmed down, and his mind became clearer. A very strange feeling, he felt that someone was slowly approaching him, and his heart couldn't help but tighten. Could someone else be approaching? Yang Xiaobin thought to himself. No way! No one knows he is here. He couldn't help but clench his fists.

Yang Xiaobin looked around intently, and it was pitch black everywhere. Suddenly, he heard a sound not far away. It was the sound of people walking on the grass! He grew up in the countryside and was very familiar with this feeling. There were quite a few people, and they gradually surrounded him. There was a small meadow next to the road where he was, and a mountain on the left. If he continued to move forward, he would probably be surrounded. In the end, Yang Xiaobin chose to climb up the mountain. Those people might have sensed his movements, and their pace could not help but speed up.

Yang Xiaobin was climbing halfway up the mountain when dozens of rays of light suddenly appeared in front of him, illuminating the way ahead.

"Yang Xiaobin, you have no way to go, stop immediately!" A steady and powerful voice sounded.

Yang Xiaobin turned his head and the strong electric light blinded him. Police!
A middle-aged policeman held a pistol in his hand, pointing it at Yang Xiaobin's head. Below him, dozens of criminal police officers holding submachine guns looked at him coldly without any expression.

"Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist! Yang Xiaobin, why don't you surrender!" a female voice rang out. The voice was pleasant to the ear, but very serious. The criminal police separated into two sides, and a young female police officer came up and stood side by side with the middle-aged man.

She is very beautiful! Her eyes are very big! This is Yang Xiaobin's feeling!

The suppressed anger made Yang Xiaobin's blood, which had gradually calmed down, boil again.

"I didn't kill anyone, why are you looking for me?" Yang Xiaobin said loudly, his square face distorted with anger.

"I am wronged," Yang Xiaobin said with a red face.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Yang Xiaobin, come back to the police station with us. If you are really wronged, we will investigate it thoroughly. You have to trust us."

"No, I won't go with you. I want to kill that woman Liu Xiaoyue. She did everything. She killed my parents and my sister."

"You still want to quibble? Didn't you kill Chen San and the other three?" The young female police officer thought he was funny! "Are you still a man if you dare not do it? If you didn't kill anyone, why did you run away?"

"It was the three of them who forced me to do this. I don't want to kill them. Since you want me to die, fine! Just shoot!" Yang Xiaobin knew that he couldn't escape today, so he just gave it his all.

Seeing him slowly retreating upwards, the young female police officer pulled out her pistol from her waist, waved her hands around, and slowly followed him. Everyone followed Yang Xiaobin step by step to the top of the mountain, and when they saw him stop on the top of the mountain, everyone raised their guns and aimed at Yang Xiaobin's head.

Yang Xiaobin turned his head and saw in the light that there was a cliff below. It was dark and he didn't know how deep it was.

If I fall from here, I will definitely die. Yang Xiaobin thought bitterly. A chill went up from the finger with the ring on it, straight to his heart, and he shivered.

The young female police officer saw him turn around again and smiled at her, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"By the way, what's your name?" Yang Xiaobin asked softly, staring at her intently.

The young female police officer's face turned slightly red when she was stared at by him, and her heart was moved.

"My name is Sun Yunyun! Sun as in Sun Wukong, Yun as in rhythm." She answered subconsciously. As soon as she finished speaking, Sun Yunyun regretted it in her heart. She didn't know why she couldn't help but say it when Yang Xiaobin asked her.

Yang Xiaobin took out the 50,000 yuan from his pocket and threw it to Sun Yunyun. "Please help me give it to the right place! I don't need it anymore!" Yang Xiaobin said softly, feeling sad. A policeman holding a gun looked at him warily, walked up slowly, bent down to pick up the bag, and then slowly stepped back and handed it to the middle-aged man in charge.

The middle-aged man opened the paper package and saw that there was a full 50,000 yuan! "Did that person give it to you? Who is he? Why did he help you?" the middle-aged man couldn't help asking.

Yang Xiaobin thought seriously about the bald man, and a smile appeared on his face. "He is a good man. I don't know why he helped me. I will always remember him. If there is a next life, I must repay him well. After all, he is the first good man I met outside." Yang Xiaobin said softly.

"There are still good people in this world!" he said seriously, emphasizing his tone.

Sun Yunyun felt as if a needle had pierced her heart, and this feeling made her very uncomfortable. This is what a person who has never felt the warmth of the world would say.

The corner that had been frozen for more than a decade could not help but loosen slightly, making her want to cry. She carefully looked at the wanted man in front of her, with thick eyebrows, big and bright eyes, a resolute square face with a childish smile, and stubborn two-inch short hair standing up. Is this really a wanted criminal? Sun Yunyun thought secretly, why is his smile so bitter? She couldn't figure it out! But he is definitely not a bad person! She believes it!
The middle-aged man pondered over what Yang Xiaobin said. He quickly recalled the case in his heart. According to the clues the police had, Yang Xiaobin had a motive to kill. His fingerprints were left on the body of the deceased, Zhang Song, the general manager of Songjiang Construction Group Company. However, there were no fingerprints of Yang Xiaobin on the knife that was inserted into the heart, and there was no sign of Yang Xiaobin rummaging around at the scene. A mysterious man gave Yang Xiaobin 50,000 yuan and helped him escape without any reason. Why? If Yang Xiaobin killed Zhang Song for money, then why didn't he kill Liu Xiaoyue to silence her? He also let Liu Xiaoyue report the case to the police. Now it seems that since Yang Xiaobin didn't kill Zhang Song for money, why did he kill Zhang Song? Was it revenge or homicide? Then what was his motive? And why were Chen San and the other three killed by Yang Xiaobin, and why did they appear on Yang Xiaobin's way of escape? It seems that there are many doubts in this case. Thinking of this, the middle-aged man put away his gun.

Sun Yunyun's eyes lit up, she looked at the paper bag in the middle-aged man's hand, and exchanged glances with him. Apparently, she had also thought of this, and her face turned pale. There were too many suspicious points in this case!
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said to everyone, "Put away your guns!"

"Yang Xiaobin, I know you were wronged. You have no motive to kill Zhang Song. I hope you can come back with us to the police station to assist in the investigation! We must not let the murderer go unpunished!" the middle-aged man said seriously, looking at Yang Xiaobin eagerly.

"Yes, Yang Xiaobin, please believe us! I know you are definitely not the one who killed Zhang Song," Sun Yunyun couldn't help feeling a little happy in her heart, and said gently to Yang Xiaobin.

Yang Xiaobin could hardly believe his ears, his face turned red with excitement.

"Is it true? Do you really believe me?" Yang Xiaobin still didn't quite believe it, and asked Sun Yunyun nervously with his mouth wide open.

Sun Yunyun nodded happily, and her eyes became a little moist.

"Okay, then I'll go back with you..."

Just as Yang Xiaobin was saying this, a crisp sound interrupted him. Sun Yunyun opened her mouth wide, then covered it involuntarily, and her pupils shrank.

"Yang Xiaobin..." Sun Yunyun suddenly felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and her voice became a little hysterical.

"Who? Who fired the shot?" the middle-aged man glared at everyone.

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

"Do not……"

Sun Yunyun rushed forward, but was still half a step too late. Yang Xiaobin's body fell down involuntarily and fell straight down the cliff. Sun Yunyun stood at the edge of the cliff blankly, feeling a little empty in her heart. At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to realize something, looked into the distance, and said with gritted teeth: "Murder to silence the witness."

The mountain breeze blew, and the middle-aged man felt his heart chilled. He looked at Sun Yunyun who was still in a daze, walked up slowly, bent down and gently patted Sun Yunyun's head, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect this situation, Yun'er, don't be too sad!" Sun Yunyun raised her head and saw the white hair on the middle-aged man's temples. She used all her strength and called out: "Uncle Sun, he..."

(End of this chapter)