Indulge in Life in America

ZH This room is very dark, the only window is still covered with paper shells, only square vents with an area of ​​less than 400 square centimeters are exposed. Not to mention visible light, it is difficult for fresh air to penetrate, no wonder the acid The smell can't escape, the whole prison.

Yang Cheng felt depressed after staying in the house for less than half an hour. She really wanted to let the wind go outside. It is really hard to imagine how ZH can survive in such an environment all year round. If it evolves for dozens or hundreds of years, will it become A new nocturnal creature that can only walk in the dark?

At this time, ZH was still focusing on the drawing board in front of him, while Yang Cheng was organizing the language, trying to find out more secrets. He sniffed uncomfortably, just about to speak, Hansen walked over and whispered in Yang Cheng’s ear. Said, "Boss, someone is coming up."

Yang Chenggang wants to say that someone has come up to make a fuss? But then I thought, there shouldn't be any people coming on this floor normally, and strangers suddenly appeared at this moment, which is indeed doubtful.

"Did you run here?" Yang Cheng asked Z.H, who was sitting peacefully in front of the drawing board, with a glance.

"It should be, the other party did not stay on the first and second floors." As soon as the voice fell, Hansen clutched his earphones and listened to the report under his hands, and then said to Yang Orange, "We have reached the third floor."

Just now, Yang Cheng brought Hansen and Andrew in. The other two bodyguards were scattered downstairs and did not stay in the corridor, so the other party should not have noticed anyone else present.

Following Hansen’s report, Yang Cheng could also hear the footsteps clearly. There was no way, this broken building could collapse after a sneeze. How could the sound insulation effect be better?

"Boom boom boom~" There was a heavy knock on the door.

Yang Cheng subconsciously looked at Z.H, only to see him lightly glance at the direction of the door, without any intention of getting up to open the door, and continued to wave his paintbrush.

"Boom boom boom~" There was another round of smashing the door, followed by a voice that sounded disgusting, "Zachary Hussein! Open the door, I know you are inside, pretending to be dead It's useless."

"Zachary Hussein, a Middle Easterner?" After exhausting efforts, Yang Cheng finally knew the real name of ZH, Zachary Hussein, a very typical and common surname and first name in the Arab region. .

A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth. At least he figured out where this ZH came from. With the name as a reference, he looked at the skeleton frame in front of him. It seemed to have some Arab characteristics, such as a high nose and a slightly curved nose, deep eye sockets, and The brow bones are prominent and so on, but these characteristics are not so obvious in the skeleton of his body without two or two flesh.

"Open the door, it's no use hiding." The stranger outside the door shouted again.

Seeing Z.H, oh no, Zachary still didn't mean to get up. Yang Cheng gave Andrew a look at the door and motioned for him to open the door.

Andrew, who received the boss order, naturally did not hesitate. He held a gun behind him in his right hand and pushed open the iron door with his left hand. The people outside knew that it was not Zachary who opened the door. He would yell at him when he rushed in, but the one who greeted him Black brawny.

"Um~ Maybe I went to the wrong room, sorry." The stranger looked fierce, but in fact he was a soft dan, decisively confessed, and was about to retreat under Yang Cheng's playful eyes, but Yang Cheng didn't speak, so how would Andrew let him go? When people walked, their footsteps moved horizontally and blocked the door. The stranger didn't even want to go out.

"Come in, you are not wrong, Zachary, your friend is here, don't you want to get up and welcome?" Yang Cheng smiled and asked Zachary Hussein in a playful tone.

"Who are you? Are you the rescuer Zachary found?" It may be that Yang Cheng is innocent. This seems to be a stranger of Eastern European descent. He slowly took the courage and walked in, facing Yang Cheng cautiously Asked.

"I just want to ask you this question too, who are you? Why I never heard Zachary mention you, oh, I forgot to introduce you, I am Jason Yang, Zachary's friend." Yang Cheng asserted himself Being a friend, he just made Zachary glance at him and moved his lips without retorting it.

"Friends? Zachary still has friends? And they are of the yellow race?" Of course, the stranger didn't believe Yang Cheng's words and walked to Zachary's side and questioned.

"Oh? Then do you have any opinion on me as a yellow race?" Yang Cheng's mouth turned upside down in the dim environment, quite terrifying.

The stranger didn’t know what he was thinking of, but suddenly became full of confidence and threatened Yang Cheng, “I don’t care who you are, I kindly remind you that Zachri’s affairs are not something you can participate in, you better now Just leave, I'll assume I haven't seen you before, otherwise things won't be beautiful when the people behind me come over."

After talking about Yang Cheng’s attitude, he slapped Zachary’s head with a slap, and scolded with a very unhappy attitude, "I said Zachary, are you not ready to hand over the painting? You don’t have much time. Up."

In Xhaka, there was no response to such rude and rude behavior. He just said faintly, "Isn't the painting for you?"

The stranger grinned and sneered~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You know what we want, it's real! Not those worthless fakes! "

Zachary's eyes were full of contempt, "Is it? It's really worthless. It's a full 6 million dollars."

The stranger was like a duck with his neck pinched, suddenly speechless, and then as if he was greatly insulted, he punched and kicked Zachary, grabbed his unkempt hair and hit the drawing board, "Who told you Sold for 6 million? Huh? You learned to resist? Your family’s life is gone? Recently, a big boss marked your sister at a sky-high price of $100,000. Should I agree?"

"Dare you! My family has one hairless hair, I swear you can't get a picture!" Zachary was furious. He was trying to resist, but unfortunately he had no strength. He was carried like a chicken. Can struggle in vain, but anyone can see the anger in his heart, and if his red eyes can eat people, I am afraid that the strange and strong man has already been chewed into dregs.

Yang Cheng finally moved. The conversation between the two was quick, but it was enough for him to grasp useful information. The strange Eastern European was asking for the original paintings of some paintings from Zachary. Family threats.

He pressed his chin to Hansen, motioned him to separate the two, and controlled the stranger. Ignoring the stranger's clamor, he strode two steps to Zachary, who was stricken with eyes, and said sternly, "It's very It's clear, you have nowhere to go, now only I can help you."

The condition of the stranger over there is no different from that of Zachary before. Hansen couldn't move on the wall, but the curse in his mouth never stopped.

Zachary hugged Yang Cheng's arm tightly, with pleading eyes, pointing to the "Mona Lisa" on the wall, and tremblingly prayed, "Take that painting away, I beg you Save my sister, save my family."