Pure Darkness

Chapter 52

From a distance, Jian Yao could see that Fang Qing and An Yan had parked their car outside the cabin. The other police officers have not arrived.

Luo Lang was actually driving fast.

He smiled at Luo Lang and said, “Thank you, Luo Dage . Just stop here. It would be better if you were not involved from here on out. ”

Luo Lang said, “Oke.” However, he did not move.

Jian Yao pulled out her gun and got out of the car. He was in no hurry to advance because it seemed like Fang Qing and An Yan had already entered the cabin. He decided to observe from the outside for a while, and provide support if necessary.

With his extremely alert senses, he moved slowly.

One foot lightly stepped on the grass outside the cabin.

Luo Lang finally moved the car, but his eyes were still fixed on him.

Look at his straight, slender back.

In an instant, before Jian Yao could even react, a huge explosion occurred and a wave of flames burst forth from the cabin, completely engulfing it, before rushing towards him like an evil monster from the depths of the night.

A huge wave pounced at him viciously and threw him three, four meters away. His entire body, outside and inside, felt like someone had struck him with a huge hammer. His head hit the grass and his ears buzzed. His brain seems to have shorted.

However, he immediately raised his head, fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He saw two other figures lying on the grass some distance away, as if a huge burst of flames had taken them and threw them, like trash, into the grass. Those figures are so familiar. Jian Yao opened her mouth to shout, but nothing came out except the hoarse hoarse that even she could not hear. Not hesitating for a second, he walked upright and ran towards them.

They lay in the grass.

They are completely unrecognizable. Their bodies were covered in blood and their eyes were closed. He did not know if they were alive or dead.

Jian Yao cried as she looked at the figures that had been her close associates and partners, just lying there. A deep sense of sorrow clawed at him ruthlessly. He half tripped, half crawled to their side, and shouted, sobbing, “Fang Qing. . . A Yan. .” But they did not move, and he heard nothing.

He first picked up An Yan, who was closer to him, and wanted to drag him away. Someone gripped him tightly from behind, trying to pull him away from the scene. Jian Yao turned her head anxiously and looked at Luo Lang's anxious and worried face. He kept shouting something.

Jian Yao pushed him, but could not repel him. His voice finally pierced through the buzz in his ears.

“Jian Yao! Just go! Run on! It's dangerous here! Now go! Don't stay here! Follow me! Go!”

Jian Yao shouted once again, “No! I want to save them, I can't leave them here! Luo Lang, call for backup quickly! Call Jinyan, call Jinyan! ” Her tears flowed down her face, but the expression on Luo Lang's face was even more determined than hers. He grabbed it with one move and pulled it away.

However, sig.

The figure of a stranger stopped in front of them.

Behind them, the fire was still burning, and the grass was completely messy. Luo Lang held onto Jian Yao and looked up. Jian Yao also sensed that the person in front of them had evil intentions.

He was wearing a hoodie and a hat, and his head was lowered. In the darkness, it was impossible to see his face clearly, but he was extremely tall, and some blond hair was scattered outside the hat.

He laughed, and said, “Hey! I finally met you, Jenny.”

Luo Lang and Jian Yao both trembled together.

At this moment.

Luo Lang felt a sharp pain in his back and he instantly felt a chill all the way to the bone. However, it was too late and a knife pierced his back. He staggered and held onto Jian Yao's shoulder, but could not help but let go. Surprised, Jian Yao looked back. Another man had wrapped his arm around Luo Lang's neck and held it firmly. He took out a dagger covered in blood and stuck it on Luo Lang's neck.

The same black hoodie; a face that was both covered by shadows.

Blue veins sprung up all over Luo Lang's forehead and blood flowed out from his right side. He frantically grabbed the man's arm in an attempt to fight free. However, the man was taller than him, and was clearly more ferocious. Without moving a muscle, he continued to hold onto Luo Lang, and laughed low and sharp.

They were attacked from the front and back*, with no place and no one asking for help*.

*T/N (fu bei shou in) – on. \= belly, \= back, \= enemies; (zi ran yi sheng) – alone in the world.

Jian Yao turned around and aimed at the person's head. She trembled, yet coldly said, “Let her go! Otherwise, I will shoot! ”

However, how was it possible to subdue two opponents who were clearly these seasoned villains? At this point, the first person rushed towards Jian Yao like a black cheetah. Jian Yao gnashed her teeth, turned sharply and shot the ground next to her feet. That person laughed with real excitement, grabbed onto Jian Yao's hand and ruthlessly broke it.

The gun fell from Jian Yao's hand; his wrist sprained. He let out a pained breath, but, without the slightest hesitation, he thrust the elbow of his other arm into the person's stomach.

Fang Qing had taught him the move.

The person lying on the ground had taught him the move.

Opponent Jian Yao was more skilled than him. He did not even dodge his punch, but simply absorbed the impact. He's also very angry. With a swift movement, he clamped Jian Yao's body onto his own and slashed the back of his neck fiercely with the tip of his hand. Jian Yao screamed and fainted in her arms.

That person massaged his stomach and chuckled, then picked up Jian Yao and spoke to someone else in quick English. “Kill them all, throw them into the fire, and handle the scene. Then let's find me.”

Another person while laughing said, “Oke.”

Carrying Jian Yao, the first person walked into the black car parked in the rice field. The car disappeared at night in a cloud of dust.

With eyes wide open, Luo Lang watched everything from beginning to end. He watched them hurt Jian Yao, watched them kidnap her, watched her disappear in the distance.

In the darkness of the night he lowered his head, and shed a single tear. The dagger around his neck looked insignificant now. He was sad, and confused as to what to do. His girl, the little girl he had finally met, had been seriously injured.

The man behind her was still laughing. He said, gently, “Hey, how do you think I should kill you? Which part should I cut first?”

“I beg you . .” Luo Lang’s voice was hoarse, frightened and helped. “I beg you, let me go. . . I won’t say anything, I have a lot of money, I’ give it all to you . . . If you only let me go, I’ll give you whatever you want .

The man laughed uproariously, seemingly because Luo Lang’s timidity and plea for mercy had piqued his interest.

“Do you know . .” that man whispered into Luo Lang’s ear, “I really like your kind of spineless coward, so obedient, so fun to play with.” He suddenly released Luo Lang and kicked him in the side. Luo Lang fell to the ground.

Luo Lang sat on the ground without moving. He was very clear that this man intended to torture him to death.

Isn’t this the pleasure of all psychopaths?

Ha . . . . Ha . . .

Hahhhahaha . . . .

The man first walked to An Yan's side. One hand raised the body of the severely injured An Yan, as fragile as tissue paper, and the other hand raised a dagger. It was as if he had decided where to start.

At this moment.

A strong force hit him from behind.

The man was shocked, shocked. Luo Lang punched the back of the man's head with such force and savagery that the man almost lost consciousness at that very instant.

The man fell to the ground. In his blurred vision, he could see Luo Lang stepping across the grass, stepping across the people on the ground, stepping past the flames, walking towards him with a cloudy face.

With such skill, and with such an expression, how could he just be a polite and courteous lawyer who was used to living comfortably?

The man struggled to get up, but how could Luo Lang allow this? He grabbed the man's head, then slowly and forcefully slammed his head into the ground. “ Peng. . . peng. . . peng. . . He continued until the man's head fell apart, and he was in so much pain that death was preferred over this.

After Luo Lang did this over twenty times, he finally let go. The man had never met such a powerful opponent in his entire life. Lying on the grass with a blood-masked face, gasping for breath, he kept smiling slowly.

“Keren abis . .” she says. “Who the hell . . . are you really?”

Luo Lang's face reflected the dancing flames, but it was completely expressionless. He's calmed down.

“People who kill you,” said it was cold.

The expression of the man on the ground stiffened for a moment.

Luo Lang took out a dagger from the ground, then raised the man's head. With a single slash, he quickly and accurately severed the carotid artery.

The man's throat squeaked, “ Ee. . ee ”, and blood spurted out like a fountain. Luo Lang watched quietly and continued to raise the man's head, not caring that blood spurted all over the ground, all over their bodies.

After a few minutes of blood, the man appeared dead. Holding the man, Luo Lang stood up and walked into the burning wooden cabin, and threw him into the fire.

After which, he looked down and glanced at Fang Qing and An Yan on the ground. In the distance, he could hear police sirens approaching.

He ran quickly to his own car. In the depths of the vast night, amidst the brilliance of the flames, he lit up the car and drove in the direction that the man who had kidnapped Jian Yao had taken. He stepped on the accelerator and shot forward like a storm.

——

15 Minutes earlier.

Bo Jinyan stopped her car at the entrance of the animation park.

According to the surveillance cameras, Fu Ziyu's car had arrived here.

The animation park is big, but it is not impossible to track it. At any time, he can access a network of surveillance cameras, search for car tracks, and check remote areas away from the usual flow of human traffic.

Soon, Bo Jinyan arrived outside a building.

From the outside, it looked like a warehouse. The plain facade is gray, without any decoration, and with a little window. The barn door closed, but when Bo Jinyan pushed it gently, it moved.

He did not enter immediately, but retreated to one side and called for the headquarters.

“I want the team sent to Zone B of the animation industry park.”

The person on the other end of the phone quickly replied, “Sorry, Professor Bo, all the members of your team are chasing Ke Qian. The other team is doing another task. I will move people as soon as possible, but it will take at least half an hour. ”

After hanging up the phone, Bo Jinyan stood at the entrance of the warehouse for a while.

It had been more than 2 hours since Fu Ziyu's disappearance. One minute of inaction would mean another minute of danger.

For Ziyu.

To the closest friend he ever had, Ziyu.

Bo Jinyan looked at the pitch-black sky, where a glimmer of starlight quietly and gently lit her head.

He pulled out his gun, pushed the door open and shuffled to the side.

The door slowly closed behind him.

. . . . . . .

Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan, Fang Qing, An Yan, Fu Ziyu . . .

Didn't I warn you before?

You definitely should not go to the animation park.

Don'tgo.

Because justice is so fragile; for it is always exposed to the sun.

And evil always hides in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, hiding in that twisted and suffering heart.

A little carelessness, and it will come for you, opening its bloody mouth.