Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

Lu Chenzhou slammed Heiya's phone on the table, and the words "Plan B Started" on the screen flickered in the lightning.

Pei Luonan's fingers rubbed unconsciously, and he said coldly: "Since Queen Nightingale dared to provoke us, she should have expected us to fight back."

The next afternoon, heavy rain hit their faces like countless steel needles. Lu Chenzhou and the other two crouched down and moved carefully along the rocks on the edge of the cliff towards the lighthouse.

The salty sea breeze wrapped in rain rushed straight into the collar of my clothes. The mossy rocks under my feet were wet and slippery, and I had to use all my strength to take every step.

The small machine carried by Lu Chenzhou's assistant made a beeping alarm from time to time. Although the sound was small, it tugged at the hearts of the three people like a death warrant.

Pei Luonan held the modified stun gun tightly in his hand. The gun still had scorch marks from the last battle.

He checked the battery repeatedly, swallowing nervously involuntarily in his throat.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "click" sound.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the rocks under Lu Chenzhou's feet, and a white mist with a pungent sour smell gushed out. The mist was as thick as milk. Wherever it went, the green moss instantly turned yellow, and the surface of the stone was corroded with dense small pits.

A few strange people walked out leisurely from behind the rusty iron gate of the lighthouse.

Everyone had empty eyes, and their nails were long and shiny, emitting a strange blue light under the reflection of lightning. There were drops of dark green liquid hanging from the tips of their nails, which looked like they were poisonous.

These strange men stood in a row, their bodies slightly leaning forward, looking like wild beasts ready to pounce at any time, which was chilling.

"Just in time."

The Nightingale Queen's voice sounded like it came from a walkie-talkie, sharp and strange, with a crackling sound of electricity.

"Today, I'll let you taste three hundred tons of poison gas. Enjoy this feast of death!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the group of weirdos suddenly stretched out their hands like robots with a switch pressed, and their nails "swish" ejected half-meter-long blades, flying towards the three people.

Lu Chenzhou reacted extremely quickly, not daring to blink, and rolled to avoid the poisonous blade, but his lower back was still severely scratched by a piece of gravel. The burning pain spread from the wound, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Pei Luonan raised the stun gun and pulled the trigger, but the blue electric light was accurately entangled by the white whip swung by the Nightingale Queen.

The whip looked as soft as silk, but when it touched the metal railing it flew out dazzling sparks, tearing the stun gun into a pile of scrap metal in the blink of an eye.

Assistant Lu Chenzhou clung tightly to the rock wall, not daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on the weirdos' every move.

Suddenly, he saw a white ball with a pearly luster pop out from the fingertips of one of the weirdos.

"Bomb!" Pei Luonan shouted, and rushed over to push him away.

A huge explosion sounded, and the air wave was like an invisible big hand, blowing away the half-person-high rock nearby.

Gravel fell like raindrops, and a sharp stone scratched a long bloody wound on his arm. Warm blood mixed with rainwater kept flowing down.

He bit his lip, trying hard not to shout out, with only one thought in his mind: he must not fall behind.

"Do you know why these white nails are so scary?" a strange voice said, "When exposed to heat, they release poison gas, and it's a hundred times more powerful than usual! Now, the game has just begun!"

He laughed maniacally and pressed a button on his wrist.

The entire lighthouse began to shake violently, and the ground beneath my feet seemed to have turned into a turbulent sea. From the bottom of the cliff came the "clicking" sound of turning gears. The sound became louder and louder, making people's eardrums hurt, as if the gates of hell were slowly opening.

Lu Chenzhou felt the ground beneath his feet was sinking. He knew that he had to do something as soon as possible, otherwise everyone would die here.

Lu Chenzhou quickly tied together the two remaining stun grenades and was about to throw them when his ankle was suddenly wrapped around by an icy whip. He looked down and saw that it was the weirdo's long whip. The spikes on the whip had pierced his trouser leg and dug into his flesh.

He gritted his teeth, drew a dagger from his waist, and used all his strength to cut the whip.

The moment the blue light exploded, all the weirdos disappeared in the thick smoke, leaving only a string of shrill laughter echoing across the cliffs.

In the smoke, Lu Chenzhou could still vaguely see those weirdos rushing towards them. He ignored the pain of his wounds, pulled up his assistant, and shouted at Pei Luonan: "Go!"

The three of them stumbled and ran among the reefs, with the sounds of poisonous blades and explosions constantly ringing out behind them.

Three days later, the pale light in the interrogation room made people's eyes hurt.

Black Crow was locked in a special iron chair. His mechanical arm kept making a strange "buzzing" sound due to the interference of the electric current, which made people feel creepy.

Lu Chendan slammed the broken nails he had picked up from the scene onto the table, sending them flying everywhere. "There's a locator hidden in your fake arm. Hand it over and I can save your life. Otherwise..."

Black Crow tilted his neck and gave a mocking sneer. The nightingale tattoo on his arm twisted and deformed with his movements, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Pei Luonan's face was gloomy. He threw the evidence bag fiercely on the table. The blood-stained knife inside was still covered with white powder. "You killed Zhang Ting, don't think you can hide it!"

Black Crow suddenly started coughing violently, and balls of pearly phlegm came out from between his fingers. His body twitched uncontrollably, and his mechanical arm made a "bang bang" sound when it hit the chair.

Assistant Lu Chenzhou had been standing quietly by the side, and at this moment he silently opened his tablet.

On the screen, a white-haired old lady was sitting in the yard of a nursing home. Her fingers were swollen like steamed buns and covered with age spots, but she was still trembling as she watered the flower pots.

After watering the plants, she sat on a chair and muttered to the old photo frame hanging on her chest, "Why hasn't Xiaochuan come home yet? I fell last time and my old waist still hurts. I don't know when my Xiaochuan will be able to come and see me..."

The originally defiant look in Black Crow's eyes changed instantly, his mechanical arm twitched violently and uncontrollably, and the iron chain rattled as he pulled it.

"How dare you touch my mother! If you dare to lay a finger on her, I will never let you go!"

His voice was filled with panic and anger, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Lu Chenzhou walked over to him and held his struggling shoulders: "As long as you tell the truth, we will ensure her safety.

Who is Nightingale? Stop being so stubborn, you are just being used, and your mother is still looking forward to your return home!

Hei Ya stared at the old lady on the screen, his eyes gradually turned red, and a whimpering sound came from his throat.

His shoulders slowly slumped, as if all his strength had been drained away. He was silent for a long time before finally speaking: "I can tell you, but you must ensure my mother's safety."

Two hours later, the assistant informed Lu Chenzhou: "The nursing home was attacked, and the old lady... the old lady is in critical condition!"

Lu Chenzhou frowned: Damn Nightingale, you acted quickly enough.

Outside the window, heavy rain poured down again. The raindrops as big as beans hit the glass of the interrogation room, making a crackling sound.

Lu Chenzhou clenched the nail fragment in his hand, the sharp edge of the nail pierced into his palm, and blood dripped down his fingers.

Although Black Crow promised to reveal who Nightingale was, he had to ensure his mother's safety.

Now that the old lady has been attacked, her life or death is uncertain. Will something unexpected happen? If Black Crow knew the truth, would he regret it?

Lu Chenzhou knew that the outcome of this race against death had yet to be decided.

And they must race against time, otherwise more innocent people will suffer.

Every clue is like a puzzle piece scattered in the darkness. They have to piece together these pieces before Nightingale's next action, uncover her true face and prevent more tragedies from happening.