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Someone only made a briefing internally about the jailbreak.

In order to avoid expanding the impact of the incident, we must guard our mouths strictly and prevent them from spreading outside.

But the strange thing is that even the vast majority of netizens who are supernatural can know one or two...

Soon, half-truths and rumors came out, saying that it was a "rescue from inside and outside, organized and well-planned."

Posts have been reprinted one after another.

Then, it was deleted.

The more the content of the post is deleted, the easier it is to attract people's daydreams, and then it will cause heated discussion in the small circle...

Therefore, in the evening, at home, I saw some news from someone in the ticket circle, and I heard accurate news from Bai Muchuan at night.

The person who "jailbroken" is Huang He.

In order to make his actions unsuspecting and achieve realistic results, they not only did their homework, Huang He was also injured twice for this--

call! Xiang Wan loosed a sigh of relief, then squeezed a sweat for Huang He.

"Do you want to tell Yuanyuan about this?" she asked.

Bai Muchuan frowned: "If she doesn't ask, don't mention it."

Knowing more and thinking more is not good for her.

Nod to the night, but she looked up and sighed again: "However, she knew from the Internet today that someone had escaped from prison, and asked me to ask if it would be Huang He... after all, in the same detention center."

Bai Muchuan: "..."

He thought about it and said, "Then you just say it, you don't need to disclose more. It's just that he is all right."

"Ok."

This is the most correct answer.

Fang Yuanyuan met Huang He back that day, at least took out the marriage certificate and turned it dozens of times...

This little nizi, sincerely moving, a little bit of signs related to Huang He will make her sleepless, knowing that less is better.

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In the early morning, light snow fluttered.

The dim lights of the small street reflected the neon lights in the distance.

At the other end of the same city, near the funeral home, there is a small, low-rise street, shabby and shabby, and the eaves are covered with dust, which is somewhat incompatible with this international metropolis.

The funeral home is far away from the city. The special geographical location of this small street has created its special negotiation attributes-small shops selling joss sticks and paper money are everywhere, with various advertising banners and slogans.

"One-stop funeral", "There is a need for telecommunications", "24 hours for you"...

There was no one on the street, and at first glance, it was inexplicably gloomy.

This is the other side of the city and the other side of life.

At night, a car drove across the cement road, entered the side street, and stopped at the door of a small shop.

The dilapidated rolling door of the shop opened halfway, and a slender woman stood inside, and the looming shadow fell outside the door...

When the car stopped, the woman came out and pulled the car door.

The face of the man in the car was hidden in the darkness, not very real. But the woman was relieved when she saw him.

"God showed his spirit, he finally came out."

The man said nothing, um, and slowly moved out.

When the woman saw this, she quickly reached out to help, "How is the body recovering? See this... is it still painful?"

"It's okay." The man's words were low and short, and he could not hear emotions.

But when his feet stood on the ground, the woman clearly felt the stiffness of his body due to the pain.

"It's not clear yet, it hurts again..."

"It's okay, it will always be fine."

In a word, the difficult process is simplified.

The woman felt a little distressed, and the man who looked sideways at the cab implied a blame.

"Xiaoyu'er, are you a fool? You haven't come to help your brother Huang yet?"

"Good, Sister Danyue..." The young man in the cab quickly turned around and helped the man into the shop with the woman, and soon he came out again.

The car drove away at night, as if it had never been.

The shop is very dim, full of funeral supplies, and looks like it is in business.

Huang He looked around for a week without speaking.

For a long time, the woman sighed, "This time, I'm pretty sorry for Jiang Er and Xie Laoliu...but I can only sacrifice them to get you out."

Huang He is silent.

For a moment, softly, "Trouble you."

Tian Danyue didn't say a word, gently walked to Huang He's side and sat down, lightly holding the metal armrest of the chair, facing the house full of money money shrouds and incense candles, looking at his expressionless face, saying It’s slow, “Don’t worry, I’m all set. You take care of the wounds, and after a few days, the wind will pass, we will leave Kyoto, go high, and no one can find us...”

Huang He glanced at her, "Miao Miao?"

Tian Danyue: "I sent it to her aunt. The child is small, following my mother, always... Oh, she suffers, I'm burdened..."

Huang He sinks his eyes, closes his lips tightly, and looks paler under the light of soybean yellow.

Tian Danyue sighed again, "Don’t blame me for taking risks. This time...I’m also in a hurry, there is no other way...I was originally trying to listen to your advice, preparing to do some legitimate business, and slowly change... But so many brothers followed, calling me sister, they couldn’t eat, and I was anxious..."

Huang He looked down her arm, then looked up at her neck again, her eyes dimmed slightly, "Is that all?"

Tian Danyue's charming eyes stunned slightly, lowering her head uncomfortably, pulling the cuffs, covering the bruises on her wrists.

"What else? I..."

"You alone can't do such a big thing."

Tian Danyue looked at him hesitantly.

For a while, she focused on her head, "I found the shadow--"

"Shadow?" Huang He squinted slightly, "Which shadow?"

"The old black ghost before the secret door has now changed its name, called Shadow!"

"Shadow..." Huang He lightly hummed.

"Huh." Tian Danyue didn't look at his eyes, his eyes fluttered a little, his faint demeanor was all reflected in the faint resentment, "Cui Ming and the one-eyed dragon are gone. Together, seeing sitting big... I have no choice but to beg him."

The following words, she said very quietly.

Shadow had some thoughts on Tian Danyue before...

Huang He looked at her expression and probably knew that what she paid was not only two people, but probably herself.

Under his complicated eyes, Tian Danyue smiled faintly.

"It's nothing. I'm not the first to do this kind of thing...Fortunately, it's worth the effort."

Huang He is silent.

For a while, he said, "I owe you."

Tian Danyue: "Don't say that, if it were not for you, Miao and Miao would have disappeared long ago. Even if I paid everything for you, it would only be repaid."

Huang He closed his eyes, as if thinking, but also as helpless.

"Dark shadow is coming to Kyoto recently?"

"Yes, for a while."

"Are they doing big business?"

Tian Danyue hesitated, "I'm not too clear about this. But I feel that the secret doors and shadows are not the same as before."

"Huh?" Huang He stared at her eyes.

"When Cui Ming was there, the shadow was a deflated calf... Now he is shaking."

Heh, Huang He paused, "How do you shake?"

Even if there were only two of them in the room, Tian Danyue still lowered his voice.

"I listened to what people said, as if he was on the line with people from abroad, and now there are people behind him who are backing up and playing bigger and harder than when Cui Ming was there!"

Huang He silently said nothing.

Tian Danyue snorted softly: "Cui Ming is a dare to kill his life, but he refuses to get involved with those abroad. Cui Ming doesn't do much about illegal or criminal matters, but Cui Ming doesn't do anything to sell the country Yes... this shadow is not a thing anymore, no bottom line."

Bottom line.

Cui Ming will have a bottom line.

Tian Danyue, a woman, also knows the bottom line.

Now the hidden doors and shadows are gone...what would that do?

Huang He's lips twitched slightly, "Look at what they can, the villain is in power!"

Tian Danyue smiled for a while, and it was even uglier than crying, "Isn't it?"

Obviously, without Cui Ming's secret door, it is more out of control than the previous secret door.

And Shadow has more "resources" than Cui Ming, with a lower bottom line and more shameless.

From Tian Danyue's mouth, Huang He did not directly understand the "Sky Fury Project", but at least one thing was determined.

This "Sky Fury" is directly involved in the secret door.

"Danyue." Huang He suddenly said aloud.

In the quiet space, his cold voice scared Tian Danyue.

"what happened?"

"I don't want to leave Kyoto..."

Tian Danyue didn't speak.

Huang He looked at her neck and wrists with faint bluish-purple marks on it.

"I want to get it back!"

"Huang He?" Tian Danyue seemed puzzled, and hesitated, "You are not persuading me to take the right path, do something good, and forgive me for the past?"

"Yes. I said."

Huang He grabbed the rusty armrest of the chair, and with some force, the green bars on the back of his hand burst out.

"So you go, I just stay."

"That's it, you won't go, I won't go anymore. I'm going nowhere... Anyway, I have been in the industry for a long time, with a smell of smell, where is it washed clean?"

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