Chapter 143 Exchange Conditions

The white snow-white hair on the little white cat's body is already stained with blood at this time. Its body is still struggling, but its head has fallen on the floor, and its golden glass ball eyes are still round.

People will die and not close their eyes, cats, maybe the same.

Zhao Daotu wiped the blood stains on his hands, threw all the bodies of the little white cat into the trash can, then picked up the garbage bag and went out of the kitchen.

After killing this little white cat, Zhao Daotu felt much more confident.

Zhao Zheng wrote the word 'white' when he was dying. This old thing is really hateful. Zhao Daotu has not completely guessed what Zhao Zheng means so far. However, since the matter is related to the white cat, since the white cat is dead, all the evidence is gone.

Zhao Daotu checked the door slamb of Xuanmen Pavilion, then went upstairs, put on a black night coat, climbed out of the window, and soon disappeared into the dark night.

Zhao Daotu turned several corners and was still a little uneasy. After watching it several times, he finally threw the body of the little white cat in his hand into a garbage can on the street, and then disappeared quickly on the street.

More than 20 minutes later, Zhao Daotu reappeared near a residential building in the 1990s. This was the teacher's dormitory of the former Qingcheng Middle School. Later, the school built a new campus, and the old house was put on hold for rent to some migrant workers who came to Qingcheng.

Zhao Daotu looked at the dim yellow street lamp in front of the corridor and walked in. He went up to the third floor, opened the room on the far right of the corridor, and turned on the electric light.

The electric light is turned on, so that you can clearly see everything in the room. There is a chair, a table and a single bed in the room.

The single bed is against the wall, and the wall is covered with the cover of an early magazine.

A girl's hands and feet were tied and lying horizontally **. There was a towel stuffed in her mouth. When she saw the electric light turned on and looked at Zhao Daotu, who was blindfolded, she suddenly wanted to scream.

This girl is raising her eyebrows.

"What's your name? It's not me. You've been in the hands of Li Er and those Japanese for a long time. If it weren't for me, do you think you're still life now?" Zhao Daotu said coldly in a hoarse voice. This old man had learned some tips to change his voice before. At this time, he covered his face and deliberately changed his voice. He really couldn't find his true identity when he raised his eyebrows.

"Woo..."

He raised his eyebrows and struggled twice.

Zhao Daotu walked over and said, "I warn you, don't shout. There are not many people living in this place. If you call once or twice, no one will know, but if you call too much, I'm naturally worried, so promise me, if you don't call, I'll take away the towel."

Blocked by a towel, raising his eyebrows was very uncomfortable. Seeing this situation, he could only nod desperately.

Zhao Daotu raised his eyebrows and pulled out the towel from her mouth.

I raised my eyebrows and stared at my frightened eyes. I wanted to shout loudly, but I really didn't dare. Besides, the feeling now is much better than just blocking a black ball.

"Who the hell are you?" He raised his eyebrows and asked a question.

Zhao Daotu smiled strangely, "It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I am your savior. Miss Yang, you are really lucky to meet me tonight. If it falls into the hands of Li Er, you should know what the consequences will be."

Zhao Daotu mentioned Li Er again, which made Yang Mei feel uneasant. In her opinion, Li Er was indeed cruel enough to fall into his hands, and the result must not be comfortable.

"Since you are a good person, please let me go. My eldest brother will definitely give you a lot of money!" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Daotu.

Zhao Daotu took a glass of water and handed it to the mouth of raising his eyebrows. After feeding her a bite, he shook his head, "Money, I don't need it. I just want one other thing. This thing is in the hand of the boy named Huang Que named October Feng, Miss Yang, I promise you that as long as the Yellow Sparrow gives me something, I will definitely I will let you go."

"It seems that you are not a good person. I don't think it's a coincidence that you show up tonight, right?" After all, Yang Mei is not a child. Looking at Zhao Daotu, he said coldly.

Zhao Daotu smiled and said, "Miss Yang, there must always be a little reward for doing things. I saved you. You don't know how to thank me, but you really shouldn't say this. Well, do you still want to drink water?"

He raised his eyebrows and shook his head with an angry face.

"Don't stare at me like this. Water, some drinks, and things have nothing to eat. However, as long as things go well, I can let you go tomorrow morning. However, I hope the boy of October Feng will never play tricks on me."

Zhao Daotu said coldly.

She raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly. In her opinion, the guy in front of her is basically the same as Li Er, Li Er is a wolf, and this bastard is not a good thing.

Zhao Daotu doesn't want things to be delayed again and again. After a while, the day will be dawn. When it is dawn, all actions will be difficult to do, and the auction of the ghost axe treasure box in Huangquan is also imminent. Only by getting the sea and stone rotten spoon as soon as possible can you feel at ease.

"Shh!" Zhao Daotu made a silent gesture, then took out his mobile phone and said slowly, "Miss Yang, I'll call the yellow finch now. As long as things go well, you can leave here immediately. Maybe you can have a breakfast in Yangming Mountain."

"Shameless!"

She raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth and scolded. As Yang Qihu's sister, there are naturally a lot of boy-like recklessness on her body. Therefore, she looks down on this kind of person who relies on threatening kidnapping to achieve her goal from the bottom of her heart.

Zhao Daotu is almost immune to these two words.

He dialed the number and called...

October Feng, the three of the yellow finch sat on the sofa. Liu Jinyin, who got up from **, was also surprised to hear that something had happened, but he really couldn't help, and finally went back upstairs by himself.

After touching for more than an hour, Wang Pao finally came back.

"How's it going?" The yellow finch asked.

Wang Pao lit a cigarette and said, "It's all done. The body has been cremated. I'll go to get the ashes tomorrow. Not to mention that the poison in Zhao Zheng's body is not light, and the people who burned the body were almost poisoned."

The little demon nodded, "The five poisonous hands are like this. It can go through the skin, then the muscles to the blood, and finally penetrate into the bones. Therefore, if it is burned, it will definitely produce a lot of irritating gases. If you inhale too much, it is really likely to be poisoned."

"Who said no!" Wang Pa frowned and then asked, " By the way, when did you come back? Didn't you find anything in Xuanmen Pavilion later? Brother Huang Que, on the way back, I thought about it carefully. I still insisted on my own point of view. This matter will definitely not be what Zhao Daotu said. I feel that he is He killed Grandma Sun, the murderer of everything, and Zhao Zheng was also poisoned by him. But you're right. If it's him, we can only let it go now. Who let Yangmei disappear?

After saying that, Wang Pao sighed.

"Wang Pao, do you really believe in your intuition?" Murong Qing asked.

Wang Pao nodded, "My intuition has always been very accurate."

The yellow finch doesn't want to be too entangled in this issue at this time. What he wants most now is to know the whereabouts of the eyebrows. Of course, in addition, he still wants to figure out the word 'white' written by Zhao Zheng before his death. What does it mean?

"That's right, Brother Huangque, when you received a phone call from Meimei, the last person spoke Japanese. It seems that this matter has something to do with the Japanese, but I don't know if this person who will use the five poisons has anything to do with the Japanese."

Wang Pao said another sentence.

The yellow finch was about to answer, just at this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang sharply.

The phone is a phone call. Huang Que is now a little afraid to answer the phone. During this period, he has received too many calls, and every time it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

Everyone's hearts seemed to be picked up by the ringing of the phone.

The ringing of the phone, one after another, was a little urgent.

The yellow finch took the phone in his hand, took a look, and suddenly felt that his scalp was a little tight. This number was a strange number.

A strange number, the yellow finch has not answered once or twice.

Although he was prepared several times, the yellow finch still felt a burst of panic, and he was afraid that it was another bad phone call.

It's just that no matter what, when it's time to pick it up, you still have to pick it up.

The yellow finch pressed the answer button, and a hoarse voice suddenly came from the phone.

"Hey, yellow finch, raise your eyebrows in my hand!"

The person who called the phone was Zhao Daotu. He came straight to the point, but there was no trace of dragging.

The sound on the phone was deliberately installed by Zhao Daotu, and with the rendering of the mobile phone, it sounds even more strange.

"Who are you?" The heart of the yellow finch thumped.

"Don't ask me who I am. I just want to tell you, raise my eyebrows in my hands. I don't want to hurt anyone, and of course I won't hurt this little girl, yellow finch. I just want one thing from you."

The yellow finch was stunned, "Let me listen to the voice of eyebrows!"

"Very good, yellow finch, wait a minute!"

After Zhao Daotu finished speaking, he put the phone on the mouth of raising his eyebrows, "Speak to your little yellow sparrow."

Yang Mei knew that it was no longer under his control whether he opened his mouth or not. After thinking about it, he gathered his mobile phone and said calmly, "Yellow finch, I'm fine!"

"Eyebrow!"

The yellow finch heard the sound of raising its eyebrows, which was absolutely impossible to fake.

He wanted to say something else, but the phone was removed again. Zhao Daotu was very satisfied with the effect. He put his mobile phone in his ear and said with a smile, "Listen clearly. Is it the sound of raising eyebrows?"

The yellow finch gritted its teeth and said, "What do you want?"

Zhao Daotu's hoarse laughter came out of his mouth again, "Ha ha... Yellow finch, you really pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. I think the sea withered stone rotten spoon should still be in your hands now, right?"

"How do you know this thing?" The yellow finch was really surprised. There are really not many people who know about him. In the impression of the yellow finch, only these friends around him know that it is impossible for these people to be kidnapped with others this time. That's absolutely impossible.

"Why do I know? You don't need to know this. Yellow finch, you just need to prepare something."

"Good!" The yellow finch gritted its teeth and said, "Say, when will it be exchanged?"

"Yellow finch, I'm not Yamamoto Ganglie, and I won't know your way. Now you take Shanghai withered stone rotten spoon and drive from October Maple immediately. Remember, don't play tricks alone. I'm worried that I won't hurt my eyebrows, but if you want her to get hurt or don't want to see her again, just give it a try."

"Okay, I promise you!"

The yellow finch hung up the phone, and his face was gloomy. He didn't expect that someone would start thinking about the sea and stone rotten spoon so soon.