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The sudden knock on the door made the two people in the room pause at the same time. Yan Si trembled almost subconsciously, then looked at Meng Wen in horror, his lips moved twice, but he dared not make a sound.

And Meng Wen's expression became tense and darkened visible to the naked eye, obviously he didn't expect who the person outside the door was.

Who on earth would show up at the door of the Black Hotel in the middle of the night?

"Meng..." Yan Si stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Meng Wen's clothes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, "You..."

What he wanted to say was "You hug me, I'm afraid", but before he could finish saying this, Meng Wen had already wrapped his arms around him and pulled him into his arms.

Leaning tightly on Meng Wen's broad and firm chest, Yan Si felt his heart relax a little bit, but he still didn't dare to let go of his nerves, and whispered to his ear, "Who is it at the door?"

Meng Wen didn't speak immediately, but just kissed Yan Si's lips lightly, "Hush."

Then I saw him pull out an F395 pistol with a silencer from his lower back, block Yan Si tightly behind him, and approach the door like a silent cheetah.

He leaned half sideways, the muscles all over his body were charged and tensed, and could burst out at any moment. He raised his hand and used the muzzle of the pistol to gently push the small cover in front of the cat's eyes, and observed the door through the cat's eyes. Who the hell are the aliens.

But outside the cat's eye, it was empty, and no one could be seen at all.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and a childish soft cry came from outside the door, "Mom asked me to deliver food, but I can't find this room, and the boss downstairs is not here... Can you help me?" Me..."

Meng Wen froze for a moment, then turned his gaze down, and sure enough, he saw a child with a takeaway bag in his hand, weeping and wiping away his tears, "Please, help me... If it's overtime... I will be killed by my mother." call taxi……"

When Yan Si heard the cry of the child, his heart softened, and he reached out to open the door, "It's a child, open the door..."

However, Meng Wen's hand firmly pressed the back of his hand, preventing him from continuing to move, "Don't move."

Yan Si has never experienced Meng Wen's life of licking blood like a knife head, and the doctor's professional instinct makes him naturally inclined to help the young. Being rejected by Meng Wen so sternly, his pupils trembled violently, and he was shocked , "No...you don't need to be so nervous...that's a child..."

At the same time, the cry of the child outside the door was even more miserable, almost choked up out of breath, and the small fist knocked on the door panel weakly, "Please, help me..."

Such a voice is so pitiful that it is impossible not to move people. Yan Si also looked at Mengwen with pleading eyes, "Help him..."

At this moment, the string in Meng Wen's brain was tightly tensed, and he dared not relax at all. In fact, he also had a kind of hope that there was just an ordinary child in need of help outside the door.

But he didn't know whether it was because he had lived in the country for too long or Yan Si's wet eyes had paralyzed his vigilance, so he stood half sideways in front of Yan Si, opened the door a little, and only Expose the gap that accommodates one eye.

As the door opened, a strip of light penetrated and extended from the door, hitting Meng Wen's face, illuminating his dark eyes.

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the child's mouth outside the door, and the next second he threw the takeaway in his hand into the house at a speed that could not cover his ears. The thing that rolled out of the takeaway box was already activated. The liquid explosive of the timer made a "didi" sound like a countdown to death.

This sudden change caused Mengwen's pupils to shrink suddenly. In the next second, the instinct he had cultivated from walking in danger for many years made him not need to think at all. He subconsciously hugged Yan Si and protected him under his body. Pounce backwards by inertia.

At the same moment, the timer on the dynamite reset to zero, and there was a sharp buzzing sound!

boom--!

The glass of the door and window shattered, and countless sharp fragments flew from all directions like flowers scattered by a goddess. The high-temperature air waves caused by the explosives wiped out everything with overwhelming momentum——

How dare you use explosives in a city center with such a high population density!

The raging flames were burning into the sky, and the greedy flames swept everything in front of them, and the building instantly became precarious, as if it was only a thread away from collapsing.

At this moment, a group of heavily armed men in black rushed into the small and cramped room with guns in their hands. The leader was obviously well-trained. He glanced at the messy burning scene in the room, and his eyes finally froze on the completely shattered glass. There was a wet bloody handprint left on the window sill. After a few seconds of silence, he pressed the Bluetooth headset in the ear hole, "Sorryfather, they escaped."

"It doesn't matter." The voice in the earphones was cold and quiet, "This is the city center, the explosion will attract a large number of police and firefighters, and they will be wanted by the whole city in less than half an hour."

Speaking of this, the voice revealed a hint of joy, "I really appreciate an old saying called 'The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows.'"

"They can't escape."

Yan Si carried most of Mengwen's body weight on his shoulders, and leaned against the cold and slippery wall, listening to the siren sounds in the alley like a frightened bird, as if he was completely caught in the net of heaven and earth, with no end in sight The sense of crisis deeply stimulated his brain, and his heart beat like a motor.

In the explosion just now, Meng Wen used his back to bear almost all the impact. At least seven or eight ribs were broken, and every inch of his flesh was scorched and highly burned. A lot of blood poured out, "You..."

"...you go."

Yan Si's heart thumped hard.

"Let's go..." Meng Wen could barely speak now, "Just leave me...just leave it here..."

"Mengwen, you..." Tears flooded his eyes, Yan Si bit his teeth tightly, "Shut up..."

"They are here to kill me..." Because the blood clot blocked the organs, Meng Wen coughed violently twice, even his breathing was as thin as a gossamer, "They know I'm still alive..."

Yan Si couldn't understand at all that he would spend such a lot of effort to create an explosion in the city center, "Why on earth..."

Meng Wen said hoarsely in Yan Si's ear with a bloody voice, every word is enough to be decisive——

"There are ghosts in the top management of CYO..."

"Courage, loyalty, faith, peace..." Meng Wen once again recalled the creed he had sworn to countless times, but at this moment, only the sadness of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves remained in his heart, and he smiled wryly, "We once I thought I was a dragon-slaying knife that wiped away the thorns, but I didn't know..."

"It turned out to be a ghost who can't be reincarnated and can only seek skins from tigers..."

"So give up on me, there are special police patrols outside..." Meng Wen leaned on Yan Si's shoulders, closed his eyes deeply, and was willing to let his life suddenly come to an end at this moment, "I can take one last look at you..."

"I have no last wish..."

Yan Si's current mood is complicated and can't be described clearly. At the beginning, he only felt that Meng Wen's silence was really intriguing, so he couldn't help but want to see more sides of this man, but there was nothing but silence. But he, who was unfavorable, was forced to do nothing.

If he hadn't asked Liang Ye to use illegal technology to invade... Meng Wen's identity would not have been revealed at all...

He is still a dead soul, and he can still look at the world with cold eyes, clock in every day to wipe the ass of the wayward boss, occasionally go to the tavern to relax late at night, or have a taste of love.

When I thought that the cause of everything turned out to be myself...

Yan Si's lungs seemed to be pierced by an ice pick, and everything in the blood flowed out, leaving only an empty skin.

"Impossible." Yan Si gritted his teeth and forced Meng Wen's body upwards. It is impossible for him to let go and die now, "I don't believe it..."

But it's not a joke that the whole city is wanted, not to mention that even if he escapes from the police's net, there are still invisible hounds hiding in the dark, always looking for opportunities to bite his throat.

What should I do... Where is the safe place...

Yan Si's brain was spinning wildly, almost driving himself to the point of madness. Finally, when his eyes moved to the towering Guwan Twin Towers in the distance, his train of thought suddenly came through!

The streets and alleys of the entire city center are full of duty vehicles with flashing police lights. Five or six fire storage tanks are cooling down the burning hotel. , and countless police officers were checking ID cards of passers-by at the time of the incident.

At a corner where no one saw, a garbage truck transporting swill quietly drove away from the scene. No one will find the whereabouts of the garbage truck, because there is an invisible hand miraculously erasing all the garbage. Monitoring records.

When all the threats were lifted, Yan Si took off the cleaner's hat on his head, took a long breath, "Phew!"

He quickly helped Meng Wen who was hiding in the garbage truck out, Meng Wen couldn't walk by himself at all now, and his consciousness was only a thin line away from coma.

But the trembling when moving still woke him up. Looking at the blurred buildings in front of him, he asked an incredible question, "Where did you... take me..."

In front of you, there are many pavilions, Qionglouyuyu, rockeries and mountains, and springs under the red walls and green tiles. It is actually a beautiful garden.

"This is..." Yan Si didn't know if this was appropriate, but he could only do it this way, "...my family."