Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 78

Bang, bang, bang.

Steps stepped up the iron stairs step by step, echoing inside the empty building.

These commercial and residential buildings were a well-known engineering project in Jinhai at the beginning. However, due to a fire in the color steel building a month ago, the government issued a document to suspend the construction for renovation. They have not yet fully resumed work. There are almost no people on the entire construction site, and the floors are dark. Reinforced bricks and stones are scattered inside, and messy scaffolding is piled up beside the cement walls, giving it a spooky and gloomy feel from horror movies.

"Agui died ten years ago, and the people who knew him were buried in the tunnel of the Hongshan torture chamber by explosions. Their bones should be rotten to pieces. You appear in front of me today. That should be the person who deserves to die." Death, and this person also knows about the relationship between A Gui and the painter."

Wu Yu climbed up the last iron ladder, stood in the middle of the floor, and stopped.

"Who asked you to come, Thayer?"

It was quiet.

"Still the person whose death I didn't witness with my own eyes," Wu Yu looked around and slowly spoke out a name in Burmese: "Ma Yin?"

Suddenly there was a popping sound above his head, which was lighter than a cat jumping across the rafters. Wu Yu raised his head instantly and suddenly raised his dagger. The black shadow above his head was approaching with the wind - Ding! !

Metal sparks burst out, and the killer fell from the sky. The force of the impact of the cold sword made Wu Yu roll to the ground, and then he was kicked out from the front, crashing a large piece of scaffolding!

Clang--

An electric takeout vehicle that ran a red light came to a sudden stop and nearly overturned, but Bu Zhonghua didn't even have time to turn around. He rushed across the intersection while the deliveryman was yelling curses, and Jiang Ting hurriedly lowered his head to check the location on his phone: "Quickly. !here!"

Bu Zhonghua ran wildly and stretched out his hand to order: "Give me your phone!"

Jiang Ting: "What are you thinking about? This is my mobile phone. Do you think it's half-eaten sugar cane?!"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Ahead is the construction site, with four semi-finished commercial and residential buildings standing gloomily under the canopy. Without stopping, Bu Zhonghua did a cartwheel over the wall of the construction site and landed neatly. He was about to look back to see if the frail-looking "cousin sister-in-law" had jumped up. Three seconds later, there was only a clanging sound, and Jiang Ting pushed. He opened the rusty iron door on the wall and squeezed in. He glanced at Bu Zhonghua with a strange look.

"............"

The construction site in the busy city was miraculously quiet, with several semi-finished buildings in varying stages of progress scattered in various directions. Bu Zhonghua panted, looked around, and lowered his voice and said, "I have a question that I'm really curious about, and I don't mean to offend you. Did you get a picture of my cousin when you met him?"

"No!"

"Then what do you rely on..."

"Charming personality!" Jiang Ting gasped and suddenly waved his hand: "Yan Xuan! This way!"

Bu Zhonghua looked back and saw that Yan Xiu looked quite embarrassed - mainly because in order to welcome Jiang Ting today, he had specially changed into shirts and trousers with a string of zeros on the back of the price, handmade Italian leather shoes, and hairspray. I styled it, took a photo and it went straight to the cover of a magazine, but after searching back and forth on the bumpy construction site it was all ruined within a few minutes.