All those years of my school loan

After kicking out the dead pig's head, I quickly helped the girl to lie on the bed, and then found a sheet to cover her.

"Girl, are you ok?" I asked with concern.

"I, I'm fine..." The younger sister said weakly, and then cried wrongly: "help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

My sister repeated this sentence, obviously taking me as a life-saving straw.

I nodded, seriously said: "don't worry, I will save you out, but now is not the time, you stay here, don't run around, wait for me to go out to find the way, in addition, I have to save a girl, wait for me to find her, I will come back to save you. Trust me

"I believe you." My sister said it seriously.

In fact, I'm just saying this to comfort her. My sister's condition is not optimistic. It's not clear whether she can survive until I come back. Her injury is too serious. If I go to the hospital now, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if I delay for a while, I'm afraid that the true God will not be able to return to heaven.

However, this kind of time can make her feel at ease, which is also a good thing. Although I mean to cheat her, if I am too heartless, she will be more sad.

If a person dies sad, it's very sad, so it's a relief to let her die with good expectations.

Of course, I'll try my best. If she can hold on until I come back, it's also her luck.

If she can't make it, it's her destiny.

Finally, I tied the dead pig's head with a rope and tied it to the swing. Then I tied a rope around his neck and tied the other end of the rope to my sister's wrist.

I told my sister that if the dead pig woke up and dared to shout, she would move the rope.

As long as the distance of the rope is a little bit to the side, it can strangle the dead pig's head out of breath.

If you can, it's OK to strangle him directly.

My sister looked at me gratefully, but she really didn't have the strength to talk any more. I looked at some food and a pot of hot tea in the room. I took some snacks for my sister, ate some and drank two mouthfuls of hot water, so she was more comfortable.

She looks hungry for a long time. Anyway, let's eat something first.

When I got out of the room, I locked the door and found the two people I had put down before.

After finding one of the yellow hairs, I directly dragged him to one side of the open space and poured hot water from the room on his face.

The boy was immediately awakened by pouring, and the son in pain screamed wildly.

Huang Mao awoke and screamed. I slapped him and immediately closed his mouth.

"You, who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. If you want to live, just answer my question. Did you catch a girl here today?"

"Don't try to get any information from me!" Yellow hair stubborn said.

I gave a cold hum. This kind of goods is tough on the surface. If it's really tough, it'll be counselled immediately.

So I pointed the pistol directly at his forehead: "I have no patience, if you don't say it, I'll let you go to the West immediately!"

"If you dare to shoot, I promise you'll never get out of this door again!"

"Who told you you had to shoot to kill a man?" I glared at him fiercely, then grabbed his neck and made a little effort.

Huang Mao suddenly fell into the pain and panic of suffocation. He could not say a word any more, and the fear came from his eyes.

I saw almost, then coldly said: "if you intend to compromise, blink an eye."

Huang Mao blinked his eyes in a hurry. I let him go.

"Go ahead."

"I can't answer the questions you asked, because I'm just a little brother who can't manage these things..."

"Do you know where all the girls who were arrested were locked up?"

"They are all locked up in the three underground floors, but I have never been to the third floor. Only the senior or authorized younger brother can go down. I have been to the second floor at most."

There are three more floors?

How on earth do these people do it?

In order to open a club to dig so deep, the cost is also very high, right?

I was puzzled by several questions.

After listening to Huang Mao's explanation, I finally understood the whole situation of the club.

It turns out that there are three floors. The first floor and the second floor are all places for guests to have fun. The third floor is the most hidden, not only used to close people, but also the area where the high-level members of the organization are active.

There is only one entrance to the third floor underground. The door is made of steel, which is one meter thick.

It can be said that even missiles may not be able to open the third floor door.

If you want to enter the third tier, you have to be authorized.And those who are qualified to authorize are the leaders in the organization.

Through the dead pig head and the yellow hair, I have a thorough understanding of the situation here, but it's useless for me to know so much, because this organization is too huge. I am now in the first floor, and there are dozens of younger brothers on the first floor. The second floor is almost the same, but the third floor is not clear.

However, it is not clear whether I can get to the second floor safely, so if I want to go to the third floor to see if Xiao Lingling is locked up there, there is no hope.

Finally, when I got to know about it, I went straight to the yellow hair and fainted. Then I was ready to slip out to find support. I couldn't save Xiao Lingling by myself.

But at this time, the interphone on Huang Mao's waist suddenly rang, and a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet environment, which startled me.

Someone in the walkie talkie repeated several times that someone was sneaking in. Everyone should be alert, block the exit, and then prepare to search.

It's terrible. It seems that I can't even go out.

Maybe I can only go to the second floor if it's safe.

I picked up the walkie talkie and pinned it to my waist. Then I checked the bullets in the pistol. Fortunately, it was full. I could hold it for a while in case of any situation.

Originally, I thought that with the walkie talkie, I could know their whereabouts, but soon there was a person in the walkie talkie who wanted to count.

The two people I knocked down fainted and reported a fart, so when they realized that someone had been knocked down, they immediately switched the radio channel.

Damn it, these dogs.

I want to smash the walkie talkie angrily, but I suddenly realize that there are just a few channels. Maybe I can try one by one later, just in case I can try it out.

If I just smash it like this, I'll have nothing to rely on.

There were four people who didn't respond to the count just now, that is to say, there were two people who might have been knocked down.

But I only put down two people!

So who put the other two down?