Chengshan has a kilometer of mountain, a winding mountain road, and a small road running through the forest. Although the road is small, the road is flat and there are basically no vehicles at night.

The sisters from the cycling club did not dare to take this path back to the city, saying that there were ghosts on this path, but Sikong Yu was brave and rode this path every time he returned to the city.

This time is no exception.

At 11:40 pm, Sikongyu drove a BMW 02 locomotive quickly on the trail in the mountains.

Luo Yong was on the hill, holding a night vision telescope to monitor Sikongyu.

"No. 2, please pay attention to the target, enter section 118."

On section 118, a black SUV was on standby, and the car was sitting at the end of the season. "I received it on the 2nd and started to move in a minute."

A minute later, Sikongyu entered a U-shaped intersection. She slowed down slightly and turned. At the moment of turning, the black SUV suddenly appeared, with a high beam light, which directly flashed Sikongyu's eyes.

Because the SUV is very close to the motorcycle, she almost rubs it against it. After all, Sikongyu is not a professional rider and his psychological quality is not that strong. In addition, the high beam flashed her, so she hurriedly avoided it. As soon as she avoided the motorcycle, she lost her balance.

It fell on the ground and drew dozens of meters of Mars.

The SUV looked back and reported to Luo Yong No. 1: "The mission is completed, the protagonist can enter..."

Then he drove away.

Then, a Harley motorcycle entered this road, which was the hero Gong Wanqiu.

In the darkness, the faint sound of Sikong Yu's pain came.

She was pressed to the ground by the motorcycle. She remembered it, but couldn't get up. Her leather onesie and many scratches were shattered, and her wounds were bleeding.

Sikongyu felt very uncomfortable and his breathing was not smooth. She took out her cell phone and wanted to make a call, but in the mountains, there was no signal at all.

"Damn, I'm in trouble now..." Si Kongyu felt the danger.

The headlights of the motorcycle have broken, and I am now in the darkness.

There is no big deal in the darkness!

But the key to the problem is that I am now in the middle of the road.

It's dark, and there's a car driving in front or behind, and there's no time to find yourself. There's an 80% chance that you'll crush yourself, and then you'll die young and turn into a pile of meat paste.

"Help, help..." Si Kongyu knew that shouting was useless, but at this time, he could only shout first.

Her response was her own echo.

It's over!

Sikongyu pushed the car body hard, but the handlebars hung around the legs of the trousers and could not be pushed away.

"Huhuhuhu..." Sikongyu breathed heavily, wanting to calm himself down.

At this moment, a beam of light came from behind.

Sikongyu shouted: "There are people in front, and there are people in front..."

After turning, I vaguely saw that it was a motorcycle.

"Save me, save me..." Sikongyu shouted shrillly.

The motorcycle stopped and got off the car. A black figure was unable to see his face clearly because he was carrying a light on his back.

When Sikongyu saw the person, he was scared again.

The scenes of horror films such as "Human Skin Inn", "Saw", and "The Living Dead" suddenly appeared in my mind. It was late at night. What if I encounter a bad person, this place is an excellent place to commit crimes.

Thinking of this, Sikongyu made a rustling sound in his throat, his heart beating wildly, and his eyes were staring at the black shadow.

The black shadow finally walked up to him.

It turned out to be Brother Long!

The hero has arrived at the battlefield for thousands of years.

"Brother Long..." Sikongyu was overjoyed when he saw Brother Long.

Wan Qianqiu still had no expression on his face and looked cool. He pushed the motorcycle away hard, then squatted down to check Sikongyu's injuries and had a little skin injury.

"Let me take a look at your legs!" Wan Qianqiu pressed Sikongyu's thigh bone a few times, and Sikongyu's tears fell from pain.

"Tap and tap."

"No big deal, no end, I should be a little hurt."

At this time, a muffled thunder sounded from the sky, and it was about to rain heavily.

"That's good!" Sikongyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get on the bus!"

Sikongyu limped onto the motorcycle that had been around for thousands of years.

"Hurry up!" Wan Qianqiu said.

"Oh..." Si Kongyu hugged Wan Qianqiu's dumb back with both hands and pressed her face slightly. She was so down-to-earth. A few minutes ago, she was worried that she would turn into a pile of meat paste. Now

Already safe.

After the Harley locomotive started, the roar was particularly loud.

After driving a long road, a fork appears. If you walk straight, you can reach Bowang Er Bridge. If you cross the second bridge, you can enter the city. However, Wan Qianqiu did not drive straight, but looked towards the fork on the right.

Open your mouth.

"You drove in the wrong direction." Sikongyu shouted.

"The second bridge will be repaired at 12 o'clock. The second bridge will be closed when we arrive." Wan Qianqiu said.

"Then where are we going now? I have never been up this road."

"You will know when you get to the place. You must be afraid that you can go down now."

"No, I'm not afraid, I believe in you."

After more than ten minutes, I arrived at the top of the mountain, with a unique wooden house and a garden on it.

The heavy rain began to fall at this moment.

The two hurried into the cabin.

There are no electric lights in the wooden house, only kerosene lamps.

After lighting the kerosene lamp, I saw clearly the situation of the wooden house. This is a house made of pure wood. The walls are all wood, about 50 square meters, which is a room with a large bed on the right and a middle on the left.

The fireplace is behind a row of bookshelves. The books on it are covered with dust. And for a while, there are wine racks next to the bookshelf, with all kinds of foreign wines placed on it.

Wan Qianqiu took out the medical box from the drawer and a white shirt.

"Switch off the clothes." Wan Qianqiu threw the shirt over and turned his back.

"What are you doing when changing clothes?"

"Don't talk, deal with the wound, otherwise you will get infected."

"Oh!" Si Kongyu blushed, changed into a leather onesie, and then changed into a white shirt. The scene was very erotic at this moment, "I'll change it."

Wan Qianqiu brought two more bottles of mineral water and a bottle of whiskey.

"I don't have a cup here, so you can drink it like this." Wan Qianqiu unscrewed the cap of the whiskey.

"Ah? Why drink?"

Wan Qianqiu was speechless, took a sip first and said slowly: "The wound should be rinsed with water and applied medicine. It will hurt. Drink some wine to relieve it. If you can bear it, it's okay not to drink it.

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"I'll drink." Sikongyu took the whiskey and took a sip, "Ha, it's so strong."

"It seems that you don't drink foreign wine."

"Well, I can only have red wine and beer."

"Take a few more sips."

"Oh!" Si Kongyu took a few more sips, "Not mentioning, the more you drink, the better you feel."

"Okay, don't drink it all for me, this is 1876 whiskey."

"Tsk, you can't bear to leave."
Chapter completed!