When Hua Yifei received a call from his subordinates who were frightened and cried and rushed back, he was greeted by a house full of messes and blood.
Hua Yifei didn't even look at the corpse of his wife and brother, kicked it away in annoyance, and then stepped into his bedroom in a hurry, and immediately stiffened in place.
Because the safe he bought for 50,000 yuan was lying crooked on the ground, the open door of the safe was still shaking gently, and most importantly, it was as clean as a plate that had been licked by a dog And in there, there should have been a full twenty kilograms of drugs and 500,000 yuan The white powder sprinkled along the ground, Hua Shanfei looked sluggishly into the bathroom next to it, and next to the toilet, you could see a small bag of broken plastic bags that seemed to be bags of soybean milk powder.
The empty plastic bags were crumpled aside, discarded haphazardly, and there was even more white powder scattered here.
After seeing this scene, Hua Yifei felt that his head was almost cracking, and he couldn't help but moan when his eyes were dark.
He predicted that the worst could happen: that damn Yan Tsai actually resisted the temptation of this price, and fucking flushed the whole twenty kilograms of Bai Fen into the toilet bowl You know, the batch of Bai Flour in his hand is a 99 purity of Hailuo, if it is taken to the "retail" downline to re-exchange, let alone double the goods, between this plus and one minus, the loss of Hua Yifei is almost calculated in tens of millions At this time, Fang Senyan was sitting on a bumpy bus, wrapped in a hooded windbreaker all over his body, and he was carrying an ordinary briefcase in his hand, which contained 500,000 cash from the Huashanfei safe.
He sat in the last row of the bus, his body swaying rhythmically with the bumps of the bus, his eyes as if he were asleep.
Although he had suffered a lot of injuries after re-entering the real world, Fang Senyan could clearly feel that even the two deepest and longest wounds on his back were healing at a miraculous speed, and it was expected that there would not be even a single scar left in a few hours.
Fang Senyan didn't know where this car was coming from or where it was going.
After he got in the car, he handed a hundred yuan directly to the driver, threw down the sentence "to the terminal" and sat down in the last row.
The best way to escape the enemy's ensuing pursuit is to go to a destination that you don't even know you're going.
Therefore, Fang Senyan waited for the vehicle on the side of the highway, as long as it was a passenger car, regardless of the direction, price, or destination, he would get on the bus directly, and then think about how to meet the senior uncle when he arrived at the destination, because Hua Xianfei not only had intertwined forces in Fangchenggang City, but he would most likely put a series of serial murders and robberies on Fang Senyan's head, so Fang Senyan was not only thinking about the pursuit of the gangsters, but also had the consciousness of facing a huge state organ Five days later, Fang Senyan, who had taken several trains, came to Guangdong, got off the long-distance bus first, turned around and got on a rickety and dilapidated minibus.
The license plate of the bus is so dirty that it is splashed with muddy water and can't see clearly, although the driver and the conductor are smiling, but they can't hide the face of the meat, sure enough, when the car drove to a remote place, it stopped and didn't go, and the conductor asked everyone to make up 100 yuan for the ticket.
Fang Senyan was not surprised when he encountered this kind of thing, and honestly paid the money and took the car.
The driver of this car is doing all things that violate the regulations on the administration of public security, so the route he takes will definitely avoid the places where the people's police often appear, which invisibly adds another guarantee to his own safety.
Fang Senyan's destination is an island in the east of Guangdong Province called Rice Shovel Island.
This island was originally contracted by a farmer to raise fish in cages, but it lost all its money with profits, and the boss jumped into the sea with a lot of debts in despair.
Since then, some people have said that this island is shaped like a rice shovel head, like a poisonous snake's head, which is very unlucky in feng shui, and gradually it is abandoned.
The senior uncle found this island when he ran a boat before, and thought that it could be sheltered from the wind and rain, and it was not far from the market to sell the fish he had hit, and the place was also very quiet, so he used this place as a semi-fixed secret base.
According to Fang Senyan's speculation, after the Fuyuan set sail for the sea, it sailed down the wind, and it is very likely that it came here directly to avoid the wind.
Fansho Island is also two or three kilometers from the shore, and Fang Senyan deliberately hid in a remote place for two hours in order to avoid attracting attention, and waited until it was dark at night before swimming into the sea.
It turned out to be quite disappointing, the tables and benches in the house on the island were covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was clear that they had not been there at all.
Fortunately, there were still a few bags of rice and pickles left before, and there was nothing missing in the clear water, so Fang Senyan planned to stay and avoid the wind, anyway, according to his speculation, he should be wanted by the police, and the popularity of this wanted thing reached its peak in a week, and then slowly declined, and after a month, it was almost a piece of waste paper for people in the non-political and legal departments.
Of course, it may be difficult to accept eating pickles for a month, but don't forget that Fang Senyan is an excellent crew member, and the surrounding sea can certainly provide him with abundant and fresh seafood.
Therefore, Fang Senyan naturally stayed, and he exercised his body according to the method he had learned in the space.
Time passed quickly, it had been seventeen or eighteen days since Fang Senyan left the nightmare space, and on the morning of this day, Fang Senyan was catching the sea on the coast to pick up seafood at low tide, and he had just fished half a catty of sea intestines.
The nightmare mark that hibernate in his chest suddenly warmed up, and he instinctively froze in his heart, closed his eyes and inquired, and immediately a piece of information came to mind: "Please enter the Nightmare Space in time for twenty-four hours."
Fang Senyan took a deep breath, facing this mysterious and dangerous space, he found that he didn't have the slightest fear, but was uncontrollable and excited, he pushed out a small sampan from the side and hurriedly slid towards the land.
Less than half an hour later, Fang Senyan was already in Pingyu Town, five kilometers away, and he had accompanied his senior uncle here four times before to sell seafood, so he was almost as familiar with this town as his own palm.
Soon, Fang Senyan came to the third floor of the largest supermarket here, and then took advantage of the unpreparedness to turn into the fire escape next to it, and gently closed the door, this quiet delivery channel formed a sharp contrast with the noise on the third floor, Fang Senyan walked downstairs very calmly, and at the same time focused his mind on the nightmare mark.
Soon, Fang Senyan walked to the place where he should have been at the bottom of the building, but a deep staircase appeared leading to the unknown and mysterious world.
After walking the last few steps, there was still a vast black fog in front of him, the nightmare mark on Fang Senyan's chest was full of light, and the crimson light shone out of a path, Fang Senyan followed forward, and soon saw the elevator that walked out of the nightmare space again The training on the island these days was not in vain, Fang Senyan added a little more physical strength and a little perception, and after retrieving the stored equipment, his attributes were as follows: Power 11 points 101 Agility 8 points 71 Stamina 16 points 1411 Perception 13:121 Glamour 8 points 611 Intelligence 6:51 Spirit 5:41 The number on the right in parentheses is the equipment bonus.
There were very few items to use: aside from the hamburger that could be used in non-combat situations, there was the unpurified black hemlane that had been taken from poor Quest.
Fang Senyan carefully checked it, and after finding that he had not missed anything, he stepped out of the elevator.
At this time, there was still no difference between day and night in the nightmare space, and the surrounding light was bright but not dazzling.
After Fang Senyan returned here, he had an indescribable sense of intimacy.
He still went to the trading market in the square and took a look, and found a lot of exciting things, but unfortunately there were too few universal points in his hand.
Therefore, I can't help but feel a sense of hope.
When Fang Senyan was about to leave, he suddenly saw a group of people surrounding the stall next to him, and it seemed that they were arguing fiercely.
So they got closer, and found that things couldn't have been easier, and the two groups of people took a fancy to an old-looking silver bell at the same time, and began bidding with each other.
This kind of thing is naturally very happy for the seller, and the more the merrier.
But the two groups of people who are holding against each other are quite angry, and I believe that if it weren't for the fact that the space is in a state where they can't attack each other, they would have fought a long time ago.
For this kind of dispute, Fang Senyan didn't have the interest to go into depth, and what prompted him to stay was the conversation between those people: "5,000 Universal, plus 10 Potential" "Five thousand five hundred universal points, plus eleven potential points."
"Oh, shit, you stupid donkey, this broken bell of Saint Pei only works against dark creatures, and if you use it five more times at most, you can afford to pay such a high price" "It's a pity, sir, that the next world I'm going to experience happens to have a lot of dark creatures, so I'm determined to get this item that can deter these hateful creatures in a wide range." “” Fang Senyan didn't listen to the next words, and he suddenly realized a very sensitive question from one sentence: "It's a pity, sir, that the world I'm going to experience next time happens to have a lot of dark creatures" How does this guy know that there are a large number of dark creatures in the world he is going to experience, is there any way to know the next world in advance.
If this is the case, you can know the plot in advance, and even if the plot changes, you can also prepare some equipment and props in a targeted manner, which can naturally greatly improve the chance of surviving: