The man didn't ask many questions directly, but kept asking indirect questions. Sometimes he asked the same questions repeatedly, which showed that he had some understanding of interrogation techniques.
After two hours of questioning, he couldn't get anything out of it. The man stood up with a bored look on his face and said to the two young men, "Get rid of it. Do it cleanly."
The two young men nodded, "Don't worry, Boss."
Song Ziyi stared at the man's clothes. There was a line of small words on the clothes: Red Star Light Bulb Factory.
The man didn't notice Song Ziyi's gaze at all, or perhaps he didn't care. In his eyes, these two boys were already dead.
Shu Ting nudged Zi Yi with his arm. He knew that Zi Yi was smart and agile, so if he wanted to escape, he had to rely on Zi Yi.
Ziyi gave him a reassuring look.
The ropes that bound his hands and feet were just ordinary thin hemp ropes, which he could easily break with just a little effort.
He hadn't taken action before, firstly because he wanted to see what these people were trying to do, and secondly because there were three people on the other side, and he had no idea of their background. They might even have guns. It wouldn't be difficult for him to escape alone, but the difficulty would be taking Shu Ting with him. So he had been keeping his troops in place. Now that the boss was gone, there were only these two people left, and his chances of winning would be greater if he took action.
A young man took out a gun.
Just as Ziyi was about to act, he heard another young man say, "Don't do it here. It'll make the floor dirty and hard to clean. It'll also have a bloody smell, and it'll arouse suspicion and cause trouble."
The young man thought it made sense and put his mouth away.
Ziyi stopped and wanted to see if there were still people guarding outside, or if they had other hideouts.
The two men were gagged, put in sacks again and carried out.
Sure enough, as soon as they came out of the dim little house, someone greeted the two young men. It was obvious that they were from the same group. There were several of them, and he heard three of them alone.
The two were thrown into a pickup truck.
The car drove for about half an hour before the two men were dragged down and the sacks were torn off.
Just as Song Ziyi had adjusted to the light and hadn't seen the surroundings clearly, the young man came to drag Ziyi away, obviously intending to drag him and Shu Ting into the woods to get rid of them. They also brought shovels, which meant they were planning to kill them and bury the bodies.
Unfortunately, they didn't have this opportunity.
Song Ziyi exerted a little force, and the thin hemp rope tied around his wrist broke.
The same goes for the feet.
When the young man saw that the rope had untied itself, he didn't think about anything else and just cursed Lao Liu for not tying the rope tightly enough.
In his eyes, the boy was just a sheep to be slaughtered. Even if he loosened the rope, it would not change anything. He could easily kill the kid.
However, before he could do anything, the little lamb grabbed his collar first, and then he flew up, spun 360 degrees, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound, and it felt like all his internal organs were displaced in the fall.
The other young man was startled when he saw this and hurriedly reached out to touch the handle. As soon as his hand touched the handle, a foot stretched out in front of him. Before he could react to dodge, his body flew out, his back hit a tree, and then he fell to the ground with a "bang" and fainted.
Song Ziyi pulled out the gun from the young man's waist and helped Shu Ting cut the rope.
Qi Shuting looked excited, "Ziyi, what should we do now?"
Song Ziyi frowned, "We have to go back to the military academy and tell my sister about this."
Then he glanced at the sky and said, "It's getting dark soon, and I don't know where we are." Thinking of the truck that brought them here, Song Ziyi asked Shu Ting, "Brother Shu Ting, can you drive?"
Shu Ting nodded. "I've learned it, but I haven't practiced it many times. I'm not sure if I can practice it."
"Try it." Song Ziyi said.
Song Ziyi knocked out the young man who was sweating coldly and holding his stomach in pain. The two of them worked together to get the man into the car, tied them up with ropes, and put them in sacks in the same way.
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