Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 105

Dark, silent.

"...Wu Yu..."

Is someone calling me?

"...Wu Yu...Wu Yu! Wake up!"

As if someone had pulled him out of the deep and painful water, Wu Yu suddenly opened his eyes. The next second, a burning pain swept through his chest, causing him to curl up on the cold ground and choked out a mouthful of blood. !

"How are you? Where are you injured?" A familiar arm hugged him tightly: "Wu Yu! Look at me! Wu Yu!"

Wu Yu gasped rapidly, and the dim light made him squint subconsciously, and then he vaguely saw Bu Zhonghua.

The blood on Bu Zhonghua's forehead ran down his face and had dried up. His face was horribly pale, and his lips were all chapped. Wu Yu opened his mouth and felt warm liquid flowing out of his lip skin in the midst of severe dizziness. It took him a while to realize that it was blood.

"......you......"

"I'm fine, but you're a little injured." Bu Zhonghua hugged Wu Yu hard and sat up, letting him rest in his arms, and whispered: "The car overturned from your side and should have hit you." The head, abdominal cavity, and internal organs are also slightly affected. Don't move around, be careful of internal bleeding."

Wu Yu closed his eyes, and after a long while he barely regained consciousness from the terrible spinning. He opened his eyes and barely looked around: "Here is..."

Bu Zhonghua remained silent and did not answer.

The surroundings were very dark, and it looked like an abandoned warehouse. The surrounding walls were green, yellow, and moldy due to water seepage over time. The only small window high up was nailed shut by several wooden boards, the iron door was bolted tightly, and the outside must have been locked.

There was a dark shadow crouching in the corner more than ten meters away. Wu Yu's gaze was fixed, and through the extremely dim light in the crack of the window, his expression changed uncontrollably: "Peng Wan?!"

The black shadow moved with difficulty, raised his head sluggishly, and finally revealed Peng Wan's plain face in the file photo, but at this moment his face was as pale and blue as a death, and he was holding a motionless child in his hand. If he wasn't breathing There were also slight ups and downs, and it looked like he was dead. He should be her three-year-old son Peng Ze.

"Where is this place? What time is it now?" Wu Yu reluctantly sat up, "Why are we here?"

"She was already here when I just woke up." Bu Zhonghua leaned against the wall. He must have been injured, but he couldn't see clearly in such dark visual conditions. All he could hear was a very hoarse voice: "It should be It was the group that crashed the car on the highway that moved us here. Judging from hunger, thirst, and the changes in light and darkness outside, about 18 to 20 hours may have passed, and it should be the afternoon of the next day."

"What do they want to do?"

"I don't know." Bu Zhonghua smiled bitterly: "The only window here has been sealed, and the door is locked from the outside. I tried but couldn't open it. I could only bolt the inside and it was completely inaccessible. Find out what the other party's intentions are."

Wu Yu's head was buzzing, and his temples were throbbing with pain. He gritted his teeth and stood up hard. Regardless of the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, he stumbled forward, pulled out the door latch and shook the door hard, but the sturdy double-layer solid wood-clad iron door panel did not move at all. , only dust rustled down, causing him to cough violently again.