Chapter 284 Hand
In the underground tunnel,
Ah Hui and Daniel supported each other and barely stood up. The secret passage was pitch black and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of mold. Apart from the sound of each other's breathing, there was no other sound. It was so quiet that it made people uneasy.
"Brother Hui, do you think my brother will be okay?" Daniel wrapped the sheet tightly around himself, trying to feel safe.
"I don't know, Second Young Master, let's get out now. I'm feeling uneasy."
Ah Hui looked up at the rice-sized hole above his head, and his uneasiness grew. He always felt that something was wrong with the young master.
I must get out as soon as possible and see the young master with my own eyes.
Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain in his legs, Ah Hui lifted up Daniel with his arms and walked forward with all his might.
The two had not taken a few steps when they heard a heavy muffled sound above their heads. Immediately afterwards, the secret passage was hit by an explosion on the surface, and a lot of soil and debris fell around. The walls creaked under the heavy weight.
Ah Hui clearly felt that the wall he was holding on to had some cracks. This dangerous building, which had been built for hundreds of years, was not sure how long it could last.
There was no time to think about it. After a brief moment of daze, Ah Hui forced himself to stop thinking about Ye Lin. Without saying a word, he carried Daniel forward in silence.
"It's over, it's over. This is such a huge rock mountain. Even if Sun Wukong came, he would be crushed into a monkey cake. My nephew... How am I going to live in the future? You are still so young..."
Zhao Zhaodi brandished a large iron shovel and, with the same energy as she had in the autumn harvest at Xiahe Village, she quickly cleared the wasteland from the ruins. After a short while, she had penetrated deep into the ruins.
She cleaned up faster than the burly black bodyguard next to her, leaving the servants around her stunned. They had never expected that the eldest young master's Chinese aunt actually knew kung fu.
Although Zhao Zhaodi dug quickly, she had already assumed in her heart that Ye Lin was dead and had no chance of survival, so she cried for Ye Lin while digging the stone slag, her whole heart focused on finding her nephew's body so that she could bury him in peace.
Xavier said nothing, as if he had used all his strength on the shovel in his hand. When he encountered a huge rock that he could not shovel, he would use his hands to dig it out. The skin on the palms of his hands had already been worn off and bright red blood was flowing out. He seemed to feel no pain and never stopped for a moment among the pile of rocks.
Owen was directing the excavation work from the side, frowning, his face unable to hide his anxiety.
Two hundred people digging is still too slow.
As the sky grew darker and darker, and the nights on the mountain became colder, if the young master was still alive, he must be seriously injured and wouldn't last long.
The young master must be dug out within an hour, no matter the cost.
Having made up his mind, Owen rushed to the servants' wing to call someone. In his panic, his hands were shaking and he dialed the number twice before he finally got through.
Owen did not call the emergency number, but directly called the special operations military district stationed outside the city of Rome. Money talks, and he asked the army to send troops to rescue on the condition that the Fairburn family would cover the military expenses of the special forces for the next three years.
As an additional item, as long as the army can dig his young master out alive, Fairburn is willing to bear the army's military expenses for ten years.
Owen, who made such a bold statement, drew a cross on his chest and said to himself: Madam Rebecca, you can't blame me for this. The young master's life is more important than anything else. I don't have time to report to you, but I believe you will support my decision. Amen.
If you dig up a corpse, you can earn three years of military funds. If you dig up a living person, you can earn ten years of military funds. Who wouldn't do such a good thing? It's like money falling from the sky.
As soon as Owen finished speaking, the military district decided to send troops, as if they were afraid that the Fairburn family would go back on their word.
The army moved very quickly. After about ten minutes,
The servants who were digging stones in the ruins heard a loud buzzing sound coming from far away and gradually approaching the castle.
Someone looked up at the sky, so frightened that they almost dropped their shovels. They quickly shouted to their colleagues, "Oh my God! Look! The sky is full of helicopters! Oh my god! It's the army!"
There are densely packed military helicopters circling in the sky.
There were so many of them that even the Fairburn family's estate could not accommodate them all landing at the same time. After dropping off the people, batches of helicopters had to take off again to make room for the helicopters behind.
The temptation of ten years of military expenditure is indeed great. The special forces are almost out in full force tonight, all running out to dig for the little golden man.
Nearly two thousand soldiers, including servants and bodyguards, were working around the ruins. The huge monster that had been lying on the ground and was immovable was being flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hand?" A soldier thought he was dizzy from thinking about military spending. He rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Half of a hand was exposed in the messy ruins in front of him. The bones were slender and elegant. Although it was covered with dust at the moment, it was obvious that it was the hand of a young master who had never been exposed to domestic violence.
He dug up the little golden man! !
The soldier immediately turned around and reported to his superiors that he had found the mission target.
Everyone concentrated their firepower and finally dug the man out of the rubble in one piece after ten minutes.
Finally found the person, but no one in the audience was happy.
Fairburn was worried that his young master was dead, and the army was worried that ten years of military spending would be reduced to three years.
Because Ye Lin's condition was so bad, no one even dared to lift him out of the pit, for fear that he would be killed by a touch.
It was Zhao Zhaodi and Xavier, two family members, who were not afraid to take the responsibility for Ye Lin's death and worked together to move him out.
The cyan silk shirt looked like it had just been fished out of a bloody soup, and had already been soaked in blood and turned dark brown.
His face, nose and mouth were bleeding, his left leg had been pinned by the wall and was now drooping limply to the side, a large area of skin on his back was injured by the explosion, and when he was carried out of the rubble, his back was still shedding flesh, and his chest did not rise or fall at all.
The whole person was lifeless and didn't look like a living person at all.
Zhao Zhaodi used her trembling hands to test Ye Lin's nasal cavity, but could not feel any breathing at all. She was horrified and said, "Dead...dead, dead!"
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