Natural disasters in the last days, I am crazy about money hoarding

Chapter 121 - 130

Chapter 121 Purpose Accomplished

    In the inner room, there is a small storage room.

    How small is it, just as big as a cabinet, no more than one cubic meter.

    Yang Chenghui slowly opened his eyes.

    He has been stuck in this space for a long time, his whole body is wounded, almost no good parts are left, and his body is covered with dirt, dirtier than a pile of garbage.

    He thought he was dying.

    But why are you still alive?

    He actually heard the first gunshot, but Yang Chenghui didn't respond.

    For a person who has lost any will to live and wants to die, no matter what happens outside, it has nothing to do with him.

    But soon, the rhythm of the gunfire caught his attention.

    332... 332...

    3 shots each time, and the rhythm of the shots, the interval between each shot is 332 seconds, which is their common code for shooting.

    This is... someone he knows is here?

    In the darkness, Yang Chenghui trembled slightly.

    ...

    the door of the inner room was not locked tightly.

    With the cessation of the gunfire, the people inside were finally less frightened, and the danger seemed to be lifted temporarily.

    Hiding here, you won't be seen, and you won't be shot.

    But what next?

    A group of people were momentarily confused, should they escape? Where can I escape to?

    Or find a place to hide and wait for the limelight to pass?

    The six people were arguing, but they couldn't come to a conclusion. In the end, they didn't hear Jiang Nuo's deliberately light footsteps.

    They didn't realize that someone was approaching until the door was kicked open.

    Before he could react, Jiang Nuo held a slingshot and fired 14 balls at the same time, each of which hit a fatal wound. If he missed it, he took out a dagger and sent them on the road.

    "You... who are you?"

    Jiang Nuo didn't bother to talk to him, and killed him with a knife, without saying a word of nonsense.

    After careful perception, besides Sun Xiaoni outside, there was a very weak breathing sound on the 6th floor.

    She turned her gaze to a small door in the corner.

    With a clear mind, she took out the key she found from Sun Xiaoni, tried it, and opened the lock directly.

    After opening the door, she saw a person stuffed in a small grid.

    Of course, he no longer looks human.

    His hands and feet were drooping weakly, his tendons should have been cut off, his whole body was naked, and there was not a single intact part, there were cut wounds all over, and some places had been burned, his skin was scorched black, and he emitted a foul smell.

    "Are you Coach Yang Chenghui Yang?" she asked.

    Yang Chenghui remained motionless, without any response.