Seeing that they didn't move, Liao Leiliang sneered and said, "Although I don't want to easily fire and reveal my position, if you don't obey, I don't mind taking you all down with me!"
Qin Yubai and Jian Zhizhen exchanged a glance, then tacitly looked away.
"Listen to him, let's go." Qin Yubai said to the child behind him.
Several children looked at Jian Zhizhen, and Jian Zhizhen nodded.
It's not necessarily true that you can't get out.
Liao Leiliang kept his gun pointed at them.
Only after the college and primary school students had disappeared into the depths of the forest did he put away his gun and flee in the opposite direction.
...
At the summer camp base.
Fatty and Bamboo Pole hadn't eaten anything all day and were starving.
They had just killed a chicken and were now cooking together in the kitchen.
Unbeknownst to them, the police had already arrived and were slowly approaching them.
"Do you think the boss brought them up the mountain all by himself because he wanted to have all those beautiful female students to himself?"
As the fat man spoke, he took the chopped chicken out of the hot water and then poured the hot water away.
"Just do whatever the boss tells you to do," Zhu Gan casually replied, placing the pot on the gas stove to heat it up.
The fat man said with a grin, "After I've eaten and drunk my fill, I'll go to the warehouse and take care of those two female teachers. I've been thinking about it all day."
Bamboo Pole nodded without saying anything, picked up the oil from the counter, and poured it into the pot.
Instead of hearing the sizzling sound of oil hitting the hot pan, I smelled a sour odor. The sour smell instantly filled the entire kitchen as the hot pan heated it up.
Bamboo Pole frowned: "Why is there vinegar in the oil bottle?"
"Is there oil in that vinegar bottle?" The fat man picked up the vinegar bottle, intending to take a look first, but the cap wasn't tightened properly, and the vinegar bottle fell down, spilling the vinegar all over the pot.
More vinegar evaporated, and the sour smell immediately filled the entire kitchen.
Both Fatty and Bamboo Pole started to feel discomfort in their chests and nausea in their stomachs.
Neither of them understood why the sour taste made them feel uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the fat man felt a bitter taste rising in his stomach and quickly ran to the nearby trash can to vomit.
After spitting out some white foam and yellow fluid, he subconsciously took out the handkerchief that Jian Zhizhen had given him from his pocket and wiped the corner of his mouth.
He had used this handkerchief to wipe the blood salt solution off his body before. It was dry now, but there was still a lot of blood salt residue on it.
He suddenly felt an even greater tightness in his chest, but before he could react, he collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing uncontrollably…
When Zhugan first felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, he didn't take it to heart.
Seeing the fat man like this, he realized something was wrong and rushed over to check on him.
As soon as he squatted down, he felt dizzy, his eyelids rolled back, and his whole body convulsed.
After a while, neither of them made a sound.
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