The Last Train to Hell

I don’t see anyone else taking pity on me either.

"That's it. Anyway, I really don't have that much ability. I also want to save him, but I can't."

I told the truth, Er Zhou was really trapped in that forest and needed me to rescue him.

How can I rescue him?

What can I do to save him?

How many kilograms do you have? How can you still not know it?

With my little ability, trying to save people is just a joke.

So just now, I was looking at the men in suits and them.

I hope the men in suits can give me some advice and think of a way. It would be best if they could rescue Er Zhou?

But obviously the men in suits don't have this idea now. If I talk more about it, it will seem a little ignorant.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much about Er Zhou. Take care of yourself first. Once the matter is resolved, we won't ignore it."

Men in suits say this, and I can’t say anything.

He nodded helplessly and agreed, then suddenly turned to look at Duanmei.

I found that he was rubbing something that looked like jade but not jade. The shape looked a little strange.

I suddenly shifted my attention, and the man in the suit followed me and looked at Duan Mei.

Then I saw the man in the suit take a step forward. He rushed to Duanmei's side and snatched the thing from Duanmei's hand.

"Where did you get this?"

The tone of the man in the suit can be said to be quite harsh.

I think just because of his harsh tone, this matter is definitely not simple.

After all, the man in the suit had never had such a bad attitude when speaking to Duanmei.

This can be regarded as the first time a man in a suit spoke to him in such a bad tone.

"I found it on Su Ren when I arrested him last night."

Duan Mei did catch me last night, but this thing obviously couldn't be found on me.

Because I don't have this thing at all, although I have seen this kind of thing, it seems to be beeswax.

No, it's a relic. This thing seems to be a relic.

But, I'm not sure that this thing is a relic. I can't tell exactly what it is.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is made from the bones of a person's body that were often played with and ground after death. That's why I'm particularly surprised."

The man in the suit explained directly why he looked uncomfortable.

Naturally, I would not doubt the purpose of the man in the suit snatching this thing.

If this thing is really made of human bones, it is indeed not a good thing to play with it in your hands.

Therefore, it is best for men in suits to handle these things so as not to endanger their own lives.

The man in the suit took the bone in his hand, obviously not intending to return it to Duanmei.

Duanmei had nothing to play with, so he started playing with his mobile phone.

I looked at the situation in the house and thought about my phone. If it was out of battery, it would probably not be able to be charged.

After watching Duanmei play for a while, I could only remind Duanmei.

"It's not easy to charge now. Why don't you put your phone away and stop playing with it? Otherwise it will run out of battery and it will be difficult to contact you if I want to."

Duan Mei raised his head, and I smiled. I thought his smile was a bit weird.

"Oh, there's no signal anyway, so let's just play. If you want to expect him to give you any help, don't think about it. It's impossible."

Duanmei's words were like pouring cold water on me, but I can't say that he was wrong to pour cold water on me.

After all, holding a mobile phone may not be useful in this situation.

The fact is that if you put your mobile phone in your hand without power, you always feel unsafe.

Maybe it’s because I don’t have a sense of security. When I go out, my phone is not fully charged.

I would feel flustered, but I feel a little better now.

"Put down your phone first, there's going to be a problem later."

The man in the suit suddenly said this, which made me a little confused?

What could go wrong? He and this hunched old man were here.

Don't tell me, neither of them can solve the problem.

So since neither of them can solve the problem, Duanmei and I can't help?

Perhaps Duanmei could still rely on his agile skills to help.

As for me, I am just a bastard who will wait until death to catch fish. What do you expect me to do? But it’s laborious.

Obviously my dead fish look is not very flattering.

But it’s not possible for the men in suits to do what they want to me.

I think for now, I'm still relatively important, and they can't do anything to me.

I started to pay attention to the situation outside, and found that those people were retreating bit by bit.

This makes people feel a little strange that these things are still leaving, and it is almost five o'clock at this moment.

If they don't go back, 80% of these people will find out when they open their eyes.

A group of people stood at the door of the old man's room, not to mention what they were thinking.

If I were them, I would probably scare myself half to death.

However, just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I found these things starting to bang on the door crazily.

The fragile door panel was banged hard by them, and I always felt that the door would fall apart in the next moment.

But this door is quite respectable, and it has not been broken into pieces until now.

But I can't guarantee that there will never be any changes in this door.

Once something goes wrong at the door, only our group will be unlucky.

I started looking at the man in the suit and the old man with a hunched back, waiting for them to come up with an idea.

I wasn't sure if these two people could come up with a good idea.

But it was definitely better to rely on them than on myself, after all, I knew how much I weighed.

The old man with a hunched back was obviously quite confident.

Looking at the people outside who were madly hitting the door, he actually pulled a chair and sat at the door, leaning against the door panel behind him.

I was worried about those things outside that were pushing hard into the house.

After they pushed the door down with all their strength, they threw the old man out with them.

He was so old, wouldn't he be half dead if he fell to the ground?

I walked over, gently patted the old man's shoulder, and said reluctantly.

"Uncle, go sit over there, I'll lean on you here, I always feel that you are unreliable, let me do this kind of work, I'm big and strong."

In fact, I didn't want to sit here.

Because I think with my little courage, if I just sit here for a while, I will scare myself to death.

But if I let this old man stay here, it would be a bit conscienceless.

I didn't expect that the old man would actually wave his hand and refuse me.

Looking at his expression, it seems that he looks down on me.

It makes sense that he looks down on me, because I can block it longer than him!