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Chapter 1253: The Woman in the Snare_The tenth dustman_Yan Zuoguan Qi_Biquge Novel Network
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Chapter 1253: The Woman in the Snare(1/2)

"I'm very prepared!" Zheng Sanbao looked at the new knife in Dias's hand squint, "I want to see, how many knifes are enough for you."

After Zheng Sanbao said that, he held a short stick and hit him with another stick.

This time the attack was not as powerful as before. However, the seemingly ordinary attack made Dias dare not neglect it.

When the short stick hit, Dias poured all the fighting spirit onto the battle blade.

This time, Dias also barely blocked Zheng Sanbao's knife.

But what happened was that the whole person was pushed out several feet away.

Seeing two terrifying scratches on the ground, the cold sweat on Dias's forehead was also bursting.

At this time, Zheng Sanbao slashed out another stick from the air, and the powerful energy came again.

Before the stick power could arrive, Dias activated the "ghost body technique" and instantly avoided the attack.

After connecting Zheng Sanbao and Sanpu, Dias also saw through Zheng Sanpu's routine.

At least that's what he thinks himself.

When Dias, who used the "ghost fighting spirit", increased his own speed, even created countless clones in the entire hall.

Those phantoms of clones moved at high speed around Zheng Sanbao in the middle.

For a time, even Zheng Sanbao, who had been through many battles, could not see through the naked eye where Dias's true deity was hiding.

So Zheng Sanbao simply closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the anger in his heart was also ignited.

"Old man, who do you look down on?"

The next second, countless phantoms of Dias slashed at Zheng Sanbao with long swords.

At the critical moment, Zheng Sanbao, who had closed his eyes, suddenly jumped hard and avoided Dias's attack.

Only then could Zheng Sanbao, who was leaping into the air, shouted: "A stick to the sky!"

A huge stick shadow fell from the sky, and the powerful energy actually dispelled all the phantoms of Dias in one go.

At this moment, Dias's original deity also appeared in the middle of the hall.

"I finally found you!" Zheng Sanbao sneered and pushed the short stick in his hand with his right hand.

The short stick shot straight into Dias like a sharp arrow.

It was obviously an ordinary stick, but in Dias's eyes, the short stick was like a mountain.

He had to fight to meet the enemy with a twelve-point spirit.

Dias gathered the "ghost fighting spirit" in the blade with both hands, and then slashed suddenly before barely blocking Zheng Sanbao's short stick back.

Zheng Sanbao took a step forward and took the opportunity to catch the short stick.

"Young people are so terrifying, let me enjoy this battle!" Zheng Sanbao said as he fought with Dias again.

Although in terms of absolute combat power, Zheng Sanbao is undoubtedly the stronger side.

But he was still old after all. If he entered a protracted war, Dias still had a chance to win.

It's hard to say who will win if you die.

Just as all parties were trying to deal with the "return to the grave" base, the hostages' experiences were very different.

With Situ Yuner's energy, the guards treated Lin Qiao and others much better.

However, there is still a group of people who are the targets of persecution by the officers and soldiers who "return to the tomb".

That is the female workers who originally worked in the "Bishanhua" women's camp.

When Heslau captured the "Red Side Flower" base, he also brought them to the "Return to the Grave" base as spoils.

Originally, Heslau was planning to sell them to other countries to make profits, but he was injured before the plan was implemented.

Now the control of the "Return to the Grave" base has fallen into the hands of the "Ghost Fleet". Therefore, these persecuted women have also fallen into the hands of the demons of the "Ghost Fleet".

Most of the members of the "Ghost Fleet" are from pirates, and they don't know how to be merciful.

These poor women had already suffered inhuman torture in the first two days.

After the officers and soldiers of the "Ghost Fleet" vented their desires, the women in the women's camp are now arranged to do laundry work.

The war has been tense these two days, and these bandits have no time to invade these women, which gives them a chance to breathe.

While completing the work, the female workers also returned to their temporary premises, a cage transformed from a soldier dormitory.

"Sister Liu, when is this the beginning?" A girl whimpered with red eyes, "Why don't Lord Kang Long and the others come to save us?"

"Xiaoyu, don't worry, I think Lord Kang Long will come to save us. I guess he must be thinking of a solution." Sister Liu also quickly comforted, "To deal with this group of demons, Lord Kang Long must mobilize a large number of people. We must believe that

And even if they don’t have Lord Kang Long, then Officer Lin would…”

"If it was that policewoman, I think it would be fine." A woman named Lu Xin said, "She is alone and can save us. Look at that red-haired woman, which is her fate."

As Lu Xin said, she also used her mouth to thrust the red-haired woman tied up by the dormitory.

This Western woman has a gorgeous appearance and a hot body, especially her red hair, which is particularly eye-catching.

Last night, the woman suddenly sneaked into the dormitory. She revealed that the house was an interpol and said that she wanted to rescue them, the female workers.

At that time, Sister Liu and others were also very surprised, and they thought they could escape from the fire pit.

But who knew that they were discovered by the guards just as they followed the red-haired woman out of prison.

So a group of patrol soldiers from the "Ghost Fleet" captured them again.

The red-haired woman was indeed very capable of fighting, and more than a dozen patrol soldiers were not her opponents.

Even the red-haired woman had to take down the patrol captain with a single knife in her hand.

At the critical moment, the patrol soldiers of the "Ghost Fleet" threatened the lives of female workers in the female battalion and forced the red-haired woman to surrender.

The red-haired woman was furious, but in the end she had to put down her weapons and surrender.

The female interceptor had just been disarmed, and the patrol captain over there was a slap in his mouth and directly bleeded the corners of the red-haired beauty's mouth.

"You stupid woman, you dare to provoke our 'Ghost Fleet'." The patrol captain was furious.

"Is the Ghost Fleet very powerful? What else can you do besides bullying women?" the red-haired woman sneered contemptuously, "No, you can't even bully women. You can only use these despicable means. If you have the ability, let me go,

Do I believe it if I took you team alone?"

"I believe it, I believe it!" said the patrol captain, punching the red-haired woman in the abdomen.

The redhead groaned, raised his head and continued to glare at the patrol captain.

"What are you looking at?" the patrol captain grabbed the redhead's hair and said viciously, "Do you know, I hate being so arrogant and arrogant to you the most."

"Puff!" The redhead spitted the blood-stained saliva on the patrol captain's face.

"Shameless!" The patrol raised his hand and punched the redhead, "I want you to pay the price."

The patrol captain turned around and smiled evilly at the men: "You guys bring these women back for me. Let's look back and ask this woman carefully."

"Do you think I'll tell you?" the redhead sneered.

"It's okay, the later you say, the better. It's time for you to see our methods." The patrol captain looked at the redhead with a smile.

The redhead's body shook without feeling the slightest, as if she understood what the group of demons in front of her were about to do to her.

Several soldiers ran over and prepared to take him away.

The redhead resisted desperately.

Suddenly a knife pressed against her throat.

"If you don't want to die, I advise you to give up resisting." The patrol captain said coldly.

Seeing this situation, the redhead was not resisting.

So these soldiers pressed the female interceptor into the torture room next to the dormitory.

Soon, the redhead's shrill shouts came from inside. It seemed that she had suffered some inhumane punishment.

"Okay, don't give me any more care!" The patrol captain scolded viciously, "If you dare to escape, then this woman will be your end. Have you heard it?"

"Yes!" The group of female workers hugged each other in fear and shrank into a ball.

And that night, the redhead's scream lasted for several hours.

Sister Liu, Lu Xin and others listened carefully across the wall, and were also worried about the female detective who came to save them.

Soon the redhead's voice gradually disappeared.

The next morning, I saw the heroic female interceptor who was yesterday, was covered in bruised and swollen. It seemed that he had suffered inhuman punishment yesterday. He was tied up and threw him into the dormitory.

"You should take good care of her! If you let her escape, all of you must be buried with her!" After saying that, the patrol captain also took the people away.

"You've suffered!" Sister Liu couldn't bear it when she looked at the red-haired girl.

A few of them found towels and hot water to wipe the blood on the bound woman's face.

However, they did not dare to remove the constraints on women.
To be continued...
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