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vol.2 Chapter 23 Iron Cage

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    After the fire was extinguished, Fang Bufan turned over and went in first, holding Xiaodouzi, a human-shaped flame weapon, and after confirming that all the people in the room were fascinated, he opened the door and called Fei Er and Uncle Fu to come in.

    I saw that although there were no luxurious and valuable items in the room, the tables and chairs were all made of expensive wood, and the styles were different. It could be seen that they should be "optional suits" pieced together from other wooden furniture stores.  , which looks rather ridiculous.  There is also a pair of exquisite calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, on which are written the four big characters "Talent and Talent", which is ironic no matter how you look at it.  And a group of people were lying on their stomachs, lying on the ground, snoring and unconscious.

    Uncle Fu warned: "Master, do you want to tie them up first?"

    Fang Bufan: "No, this Mixiang is enough for a long time, let's see if there are any clues in other rooms." In fact, Fang Bufan already knew that Liu'er and Huahua were not in this room, because he knew from the task that they were not.  Here again, that's why we need to find relevant clues.

    Upon hearing this, Fu Bo, Fei Er and Xiao Douzi immediately searched in different rooms.

    The whole house is also huge. According to modern people, it should be five bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, about 300 square meters.  It also comes with an outer courtyard, which is a sky-shattering price on the modern earth.

    "Leader! Xiaodouzi didn't find her sister, but saw two big cages in that room!"

    Then, Fu Bo and Fei Er also came back, and there were no figures of Liu Er and Hua Hua in the five rooms, and one could feel the oppression of Fu Bo and Fei Er.  A group of people came to the room that Xiaodouzi mentioned just now, and saw that the room was completely sealed except for the door. There were no windows, no light, and it was dark and dim.

    Xiaodouzi pouted at this moment, and a handful of flames ignited, and only then could he barely see the environment in front of him.  The entire room seemed to be treated as a warehouse, with all kinds of sundries piled up in a mess, and the musty and filthy smell in the room was mixed, choking the nose and nose.  At this time, he also saw two cages in Xiaodouzi's mouth.

    Like a large dog cage, the height only reaches Fang Bufan's shoulders, about 1.5 meters.  The entire cage was made of iron, and it was full of rust, and even dried flesh and blood could be seen sticking to it, giving off a disgusting smell.

    Fei'er had already started to sob in a low voice, Fu Bo's eyes were red, his hands were holding tightly, and Xiao Douzi also looked ugly.  Fang Bufan could guess what the cage was for.  My heart is also very depressed.

    Fu Bo roared angrily in a low voice: "We must kill these animals!"

    Returning to the hall again, looking at a group of ruffians who fell on the wine table, they were so hideous.

    "This kind of person also has the face of the words "double talent"?"

    Xiaodouzi ran over angrily, spat out, and a pair of calligraphy and painting was burned to ashes in an instant.  However, Fang Bufan wanted to stop, but it was too late.  This pair of calligraphy and painting is exquisite and generous, and it looks like everyone's writing style. It can be sold for money, which is a waste.  But it's not a pity, after all, it's bad luck for this group of people to hold the stolen goods.

    "Fu Bo, you pick someone out, and we'll interrogate them!" Since Fang Bufan had myopia buff when he first arrived, he was blind to these people, so he left the choice to Fu Bo.  .

    And Uncle Fu couldn't bear it any longer, he went straight to a man who was sleeping on his back slumped on a chair, grabbed the man's hair, and held his head to show Fang Bufan.  I saw that the man had dark skin, a hulking back, and an unattractive appearance.  But at this moment, he was as motionless as a corpse, his head was lifted by Uncle Forbe, like a puppet, the corners of his mouth were still slightly open, and the saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.
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