He killed someone and fled, but after being recognized by a wealthy family, he went crazy and starte

The young man opened his mouth, wanting to call for help, but after opening it several times, it was as if his voice was muted.

"Ah!" Jian Jinge sighed, stepped on the back of his hand, and said quietly, "What are you afraid of? When you have the thought of killing someone, you should have thought about the possibility of being killed in return."

"I originally came here only to settle accounts with those who betrayed us. Since you have murderous intentions, I will definitely not spare your life."

"Well, since you only have the murderous intention but haven't put it into action yet, I'll give you a quick death." Jian Jinge made the final decision in a negotiating tone that was for his own good.

Under his gaze, he slowly took out a scalpel from his waist, but actually took it out from the storage ring.

Then, in front of his terrified eyes, he cut his throat with a knife.

Aunt Liu watched her precious son's throat being cut. In an instant, her eyes were bloodshot and she stared at Jian Jinge.

He wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh immediately to avenge her son.

Of course, this is based on the premise that looks can kill.

Jian Jinge tilted her head, curled the corners of her lips, and said softly, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Aunt Liu opened her mouth to scream silently and struggle, but she could only rage helplessly.

Jian Jinge squatted down, his eyes scanning every inch of her body bit by bit, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened little by little, his eyes as black as ink were bottomless.

A storm seemed to be brewing in the calm pupils.

It gives people a sense of horror for no reason.

The moment Aunt Liu raised the scalpel, her rationality finally returned a little, and fear once again overshadowed her anger.

A quarter of an hour later.

Jian Jinge went outside the yard, turned on the faucet, and carefully wiped the blood off his hands.

Drops of water flow across the round and beautiful fingers.

Before leaving, Jian Jinge thought for a moment, took out the mask from the storage ring and put it on.

In a few breaths, it disappeared into the night again.

Behind her, in the lighted house, there was blood all over the floor and a skinned and boneless corpse.

Except for the head, the area below the neck was covered in bloody bones.

If you look more closely, you can vaguely see that the face of the owner of the corpse is distorted, but the eyes are still moving.

Aunt Liu is not dead yet.

Jian Jinge hid in the night and walked towards the ancestral hall.

When she was one hundred meters away from the ancestral hall, she suddenly stopped, and an unknown chill surged from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Jian Jinge shivered uncontrollably, her instinct for danger making her cautious as she stepped deeper into the darkness.

From a distance, the ancestral hall looks very quiet.

I didn't see anything unusual.

Jian Jinge frowned. Having been wandering in the dark for many years, he was always more sensitive to danger.

The situation ahead seemed calm, but it gave her a dangerous signal.

She did not act rashly.

Jian Jinge looked around the ancestral hall and finally found a high point about a thousand meters away.

From the storage ring, he pulled out a McMillan TAC-50 sniper rifle, which had an effective range of 2000 meters.

He set up the sniper rifle, adjusted the position, and aimed at the ancestral hall through the white light scope.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Qin Lele was holding Xiao Siyao and they were tied together, with both of their mouths sealed with tape.

Jian Jinge fell silent.

By the way, she was gone for no more than half an hour, right?

How could the patrolling guards find them so quickly?

Is there something unreasonable here?

five minutes later.

Jian Jinge raised his head and looked at the dark night covered by dark clouds, and remained silent for a long time.

There were ten people guarding Qin Lele in the house, and ten people on both sides of the door, all of them fully armed.

In a small alley about fifty meters away from the ancestral hall, there were at least twenty people waiting.

Two of them were carrying a heavy sniper rifle.

At least two snipers were stationed at a position of 600 meters.

There were more people lying in ambush at a further distance.

This scene is outrageous!

The only good news, and I don’t know if it can be considered good news, is that Jian Xiaobai is missing.

Saving people, I can only say, is a dream.

Jian Jinge raised one hand to cover his eyes, plunging himself into complete darkness.

At this moment, hearing began to become extremely sharp.

After a long time, Jian Jinge put away the sniper rifle, left the highest point, and walked quickly towards the district chief's house.

Qin Lele, Xiao Siyao, rest in peace.

Of course, if you are lucky, maybe your brother can arrive in time.

This way you won’t have to suffer!

Jian Jinge muttered softly in his heart.

In order to ensure that the two of them die for a good cause, she will now go and steal the district chief's house. The guards here are so tight, the other side will definitely be lax. This can be considered as revenge for you in advance!

Twenty minutes later.

Jian Jinge walked around the district chief's house and finally found a dog hole in the corner.

She looked at the nearly five-meter-high wall, and then at the dog hole that could barely accommodate one person.

Jian Jinge climbed in nimbly without any hesitation.

Just as she had guessed, the security at the district chief's house was now very lax.

Jian Jinge walked around and only met a team of patrolling guards.

Based on her previous experience, she quickly found the approximate location of the armory in the district chief's house.

Jian Jinge took out a hairpin, straightened it, and unlocked it.

As soon as the door opened and she saw the weapons displayed in the room, her eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth curled up, an expression she couldn't suppress.

Then he waved his hand and put all the weapons in the armory into the storage ring.

She also took away several armored vehicles and a helicopter parked in the courtyard.

To be honest, this bastard's collection of weapons is really luxurious.

After the weapons depot, find a granary.

It's a whole warehouse of refined rice.

Received.

Treasure collection room.

All collected.

Wherever Jian Jinge went, he didn't leave a single penny for the bastards.

After emptying an ice storage room of meat and vegetables, she let out a breath.

Buy for free, great.

Although I'm not sure whether the ring can be kept fresh after storage, I never mind. I'll just take it and see what happens next.

It cannot be kept fresh, so she will sell it at a low price or give it to other people who cannot afford meat.

This is called giving food to the people and returning it to the people.

fair.

"Sister Ling'er, I've brought back the little beauty you found for you." Wen Ke approached Jian Luoling happily, as if to ask for credit, his eyes full of affection, his tone intimate, and his expression like a puppy seeking praise.

"Thank you, Master Wen."

Hearing the voice, Jian Jinge originally wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard this cold voice, he stopped in his tracks.

He took a few steps forward, concealed his body, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

"Tsk, it really is Jian Luoling!" Jian Jinge had guessed it before, and this time it was confirmed, so he was not so surprised.

Although she was wearing a mask, she would recognize that figure and voice even if they turned into ashes.

Of course, it’s not that she cares about the other person, but after experiencing a dream, this person has been engraved in her heart.

It’s hard to ignore!

However, Jian Luoling is here, so who will be accompanying her?

Jian Jinge looked at the other masked man.

Judging from his figure, he looks familiar.

The person who looks familiar to her must be one of the brothers who dote on Jian Luoling!

I just don’t know which one it is!

Jian Jinge's eyes moved slightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

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