Life Copy Game

Chapter 1057 Sacrifice +1? (Big chapter please vote for me)

The light from the corridor shone into the dark room, and a small, narrow room covered with plush carpet appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

On the left side of the room entrance is a narrow bathroom. Through the narrow corridor formed between the bathroom and the wall, there is a somewhat old large bed and a desk with a small TV hanging above it.

He Ao reached out and turned on the door light and walked into the room. There was a box of unopened takeout on the desk. The chair under the desk was pulled out. It seemed that someone was sitting here just now.

Next to the desk is an open suitcase with folded clothes piled inside, and a passport casually thrown on top of the clothes.

He Ao knelt down, picked up the passport above, and opened it.

The photo in the passport is indeed that of the Chinese-Turkish tourist.

He raised his head, glanced at the empty room, and then reached out and touched the chair.

The chair is still warm, and the unopened takeaway is still hot.

Obviously, there were people here until just now.

Late?

But will the kidnapper just hold the door ajar?

Or did the Chinese-Turkish tourist have something to do and left temporarily?

"The door is open,"

While He Ao was thinking, there were extremely subtle footsteps behind him, and then he heard a voice from behind saying, "It seems that the spare key is no longer needed."

"There's nothing going on inside?"

Another voice from the front said, "Isn't he here?"

"Maybe you went out to eat? Or bought something?"

The voice behind guessed.

"Shh, keep your voice down and don't talk too much."

The voice from the front spoke.

"Don't be afraid, we speak so quietly that ordinary ears can't catch it,"

The voice behind laughed, "And even if he heard it, how can a teenage brat escape our grasp?"

"Shh,"

As the footsteps stopped suddenly, the voice in front said, "We are here, let me take a look."

He Aozhuangruo, who was squatting in front of the suitcase, held his passport casually and turned it over.

The shadow transformed by the Shadowless Sword hovered beside him.

"Is there anyone inside? If there is no one, don't we still have to wait?"

And behind He Ao, outside the hotel room door, a voice from behind asked.

"Yes, a Middle-earth man. His body shape looks like the target, but his back is turned to us. He seems to be adjusting his clothes."

The voice from the front said quickly, "We shouldn't have to wait any longer."

"Hahaha,"

The voice behind laughed, "I'm looking for photos. Can I be sure it's the target?"

"I told you to turn your back to us to see the body shape,"

The voice from the front said impatiently, "Our cat will go over, I will control him, drug him, and see if he is the target."

Soon, the gentle footsteps quickly approached from far away.

In his spiritual perception, He Ao could feel two figures, one fat and one thin, approaching him quickly from behind.

They were extremely careful, their footsteps hitting the ground making almost no sound.

For ordinary people, such a sound is equivalent to no sound, but in He Ao's perception, it is no different from taking off his pants and farting.

However, feeling the rapid approach of these two figures, He Ao's movements did not pause at all. He was still flipping the passport and looking at the contents on the passport carefully, as if nothing had happened.

Soon, the thin figure approached He Ao from behind. A hand stretched out from behind He Ao, clamped down on He Ao's body, and covered He Ao's mouth with an inhalation spray.

He Ao watched all this calmly, without even struggling.

At this moment, the short, fat man who was standing a little behind ran out from behind. He was holding a photo in his hand. He glanced at the photo and then at He Ao, and fell into a brief thought.

He Ao stared at him calmly.

The inhaled anesthetic was directly isolated from the body with his spiritual consciousness, and the invisible shadowless sword slowly condensed and took shape behind the skinny man.

Finally, after careful comparison many times, the short and fat man nodded, "Yes, that's it."

He Ao:?

"Are you sure it's okay? Are you not face-blind to the Chinese people?"

The skinny man asked with some confusion.

"No problem bro,"

The short and fat man nodded and picked up the photo casually. "Although these Middle-earth people all look similar, I can tell them apart very clearly. Just look at their faces."

He passed the photo over He Ao and handed it to the thin man behind He Ao, "This face shape and appearance are exactly the same."

He Ao glanced over, looking at the photo that was almost completely different from his own except for the face shape, and was silent for a moment.

"really,"

The thin man looked at the photo and then at He Ao, "They are exactly the same."

He Ao:······

"Brother, how come this kid hasn't fainted yet? Are your drugs enough?"

After getting confirmation, the short and fat man took back the photo and looked at the thin man's face in confusion.

"Look, he hasn't moved. This thing will paralyze the brain as soon as it enters the body. He is actually dizzy now, but he hasn't fainted completely yet."

The thin man said slowly, "The inhalation type is less effective, but most of the anesthesia needles have been removed from above, so we can only get this thing. It is barely enough to deal with an ordinary person. Wait a minute." wait."

Then the two of them waited like this.

After a short pause, He Ao slowly closed his eyes.

"Hey, it worked,"

The short and fat man looked at He Ao with his eyes closed and said with some surprise, "Shall we carry him out?"

"It's okay, I can be alone, just an ordinary person."

The thin man smiled, took off the sprayer, turned He Ao over, and carried it on his back.

Then his body seemed to be pressed down by a heavy object, and he staggered forward, "Damn it, why is this kid so heavy?"

He Ao:······

Extraordinary people will gain some weight as their level increases.

The Shadowless Sword flew from below, slightly lifting He Ao's feet, sharing part of the gravity.

The pressure on his back decreased, and the thin man straightened up, took a breath, and glanced at his hand with some suspicion.

Is it because you exercise too much? Causes physical weakness?

"Hey, brother, this guy still has his passport and is about to run away,"

At this time, the short and fat man reached out and 'snatched' the passport from He Ao's hand, opened it and flipped through it. Then he looked at the passport photo and said, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

The skinny man looked at the short and fat man in confusion.

"This photo,"

The short and fat man picked up the passport, put the photo in the passport next to He Ao's face, and compared it carefully, "It's exactly the same, brother, and the identity information matches."

"You really scared me."

The skinny man spat and started walking out of the corridor with He Ao on his back.

"Shouldn't I confirm again?"

The short and fat man threw the passport in his hand into the room and followed the thin man, "As mentioned above, now is the critical moment. The Chinese man named He Ao has no good intentions towards us. Be careful and make no big mistake. Let's do this. It’s absolutely perfect, the boss will definitely praise us.”

"Those are all matters for the master above to consider,"

The skinny man walked forward with He Ao on his back, "Let's just follow the procedure."

"Brother, you can't think like this. If we perform well, what if we get noticed by the big shots above?"

The short and fat man said quickly, "Don't you want to live in the City of Glory? It is said that it is like heaven. There are countless slaves for us to drive. When the new world comes, we might be able to become kings of small countries."

"Boss hasn't even taken his turn yet, is it our turn?"

The skinny man spat, "You should speak less. It is said that the second vice-president came down to inspect, and the boss is very busy. Don't go around and cause trouble in front of the boss, or he will make you into bacon jerky." ”

Hearing this, the short and fat man shuddered and stopped talking.

At this time, the two of them had arrived at the stairs and walked down the stairs.

A brief silence spread in the darkness. After walking about one or two floors, the short and fat man seemed unable to bear the loneliness and whispered again, "Brother, the boss said that this is the last time we kidnap someone. Is it true?" "

This time, the skinny man did not reply to him, but thought for a moment, and then said slowly, "It is said that the City of Glory is about to be built, and only the last batch of sacrifices are needed, so the second vice-president came from this time. The City of Glory is coming out, this is the most critical moment, there is no room for any mistakes.”

"Then if we don't kidnap people anymore, what will we do next?"

The short, fat man thought.

"Do whatever the boss tells you to do,"

The skinny man couldn't help but raise his hand and hit the short fat man on the head, "Why do you talk so much?"

At this time, the two of them had already walked out of the stairwell and walked along the hall towards the back door of the hotel.

At this time, in front of the elevator not far behind the two of them, a young Chinese-Turkish man holding a Coke that seemed to have just been bought was walking into the opened elevator.

The short, fat man glanced back subconsciously, looked at the elevator door that had gradually closed, and scratched his head.

"What's wrong with you?"

The skinny man asked doubtfully.

"I was just wondering, there are a lot of Chinese people around here."

The short, fat man looked away and scratched his head.

"Now that transportation is so developed, there are no Chinese people anywhere."

The skinny man rolled his eyes.

He led the pudgy man out the back door, where a van was waiting for them with the door open.

"Are you two moving very fast this time?"

The driver, who was leaning on the eaves to take shelter from the rain and smoking, glanced at the two of them and asked with a smile.

"lucky."

The short, fat man laughed.

At this time, the skinny man had already walked to the door of the cargo compartment. He glanced at the unconscious people piled up and down inside and said, "These guys don't know how to tidy up."

He raised his hand and placed the person behind him in the cargo compartment, leaning against the edge of the cargo compartment.

Then he walked out of the cargo compartment. At this time, he trembled subconsciously, as if someone was watching him.

He raised his head and looked at the source of the 'gaze'.

The 'Middle-earth young man' he had just put down was now turning his head, and his closed eyes were 'facing' him.

"What the hell."

He shook his head to expel the thoughts from his mind, and reached out to close the cargo compartment door.

At this moment, a hand gently held the cargo compartment door from behind him. He raised his head and looked at the tall figures behind him, and his body trembled, "Boss, what are you doing?"

"Caught a little mouse,"

The tall figure walked up to the skinny man and threw the unconscious figure in his hand into the carriage. Then he glanced at the carriage and said, "Did you catch that Chinese-Turkish tourist?"

"Caught,"

At this time, the short and fat man also ran over, looked at the tall figure, and pointed at He Ao who was leaning behind, "Here he is, boss, you see, we just happened to meet this kid in the past, and we caught him without any effort. ”

"Is it this person?"

The tall figure came closer, looked at He Ao's cheek carefully, and frowned slightly.

And above his head, the Shadowless Sword was floating quietly.

"it is this,"

The short, fat man immediately took out the photo from his pocket and placed it next to He Ao's cheek. "Look, they are exactly the same!"

The tall figure glanced at the photo, then at He Ao, frowning slightly, "This photo? Are you sure it's exactly the same?"

"ah?"

The short and fat man trembled, turned his eyes, glanced at the photo, and then at He Ao.

The skinny man also came over and carefully compared the photo with the real person.

"The face contours are indeed a bit similar, but..."

The tall figure took the photo and compared the two looks carefully, "Look, this person is obviously a little thinner. This guy didn't eat well in Fikeli."

"Yes Yes"

The fat one and the thin one nodded.

The short, fat man stared at the photo and whispered in agreement, "You really need to be thinner."

"Be rigorous, understand?"

The tall figure glanced at the two of them and threw the photo to the short and fat man. "A little thinner is a little thinner. They can't be exactly the same."

He Ao:······

"The boss is wise!"

The short and fat man immediately said, "Know everything!"

"The boss is wise!"

The skinny man immediately agreed.

"You two do a good job,"

The tall figure glanced at the two of them, "Destroyer K will never forget you. When the City of Glory comes, you both can go to the new world!"

"Thank you, boss!"

The two of them nodded and bowed quickly. They closed the truck door one on the left and the other on the right.

The tall figure nodded, looked at the unconscious figures in the car that were gradually covered by the doors, and touched the back of his head.

He didn't know why, but he always felt cold on the back of his head just now.

He raised his head, glanced at the large truck in front of him, and looked at the sudden rain outside the eaves. "This is the last batch. We have to protect this batch of sacrifices so that they can reach the City of Glory smoothly, at least not in the city." If we have a problem this time, let’s start the car and go back to the base first.”

boom--

Roaring thunder exploded in the sky with lightning.

The van shuddered and moved slowly into the rain.

He Ao, who was sitting in the truck, opened his eyes.

He originally thought that the fat and thin people were digging a hole to attack him, but after carefully sensing their thoughts, he discovered that,

Those two people were indeed face blind.

In fact, the boss also has face blindness, but it is not serious to that extent. Let him contact He Ao first, and there may be a certain probability that he can tell the difference.

But he was brought in by the two men who had preconceptions. He didn't doubt the men's story from the beginning, and he didn't doubt that the person they captured was not the same person. He just felt that the photo didn't resemble him that much, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it. It's just that 'lost a little weight'.

But even if they finally realize that they 'arrested the wrong person', they probably won't let He Ao go.

After all, although the way it unfolds is a bit outrageous, these guys are really going to take the initiative to take He Ao to the stronghold now.

Of course, He Ao wouldn't mind a free ride.

Shaking his head, he raised his gaze and looked at the unconscious young man opposite.

This boy is the 'little mouse' who was just brought back by the 'boss'. He is also the boy who He Ao met before.

A little orange light flashed in He Ao's eyes.

In his field of vision at this moment, some kind of inexplicable 'ripples' were flashing around the young man.

These 'ripples' were almost undetectable when we parted ways with the boy more than an hour ago, but now, they can be easily observed.

Moreover, this ripple is still slowly 'strengthening'.

My thoughts are a bit messy, let me sort them out.