After wearing the book, every day is a Shura field

The air is filled with the smell of burning flames, and the spring night is constantly baked by this heat. The temperature in the room is like being in a steamer, stuffy and hot.

The slow and heavy footsteps of the leather boots on the concrete floor, like hitting the hearts of the people, brought an extremely depressed and fearful emotion.

Happy to hold his breath and slowly tighten the rope in his hand in the dark.

Huo Ying stood behind him, slowly put his hands on the side of his waist, sticking them to the cold iron object, his whole body was on guard, ready to attack at any time.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and the other party was not in a hurry to enter the door, and there was an extremely slight knock, willing to quickly press Huo Ying's head and lower his body.

In the next second, a particle/bullet slammed into Huo Ying's position just now, and a little later, the final place where the bullet/bullet fell was Huo Ying's forehead.

Lean pushed him out of the way quickly, followed by another wooden warehouse in the place where they hid, the opponent's shots were fast and accurate, Lean was almost overwhelmed.

At this time, the other party paused, the door was pushed out a small gap, and a hand came in, trying to turn on the light.

Huo Ying's eyes froze, he quickly pulled out the Swiss Army Knife, opened the blade abruptly, and stabbed at the opponent's arm.

Le Le was shocked, and immediately reached out to stop him, but unexpectedly the door was kicked open by the opponent, and Huo Ying was directly hit by that kick.

Immediately afterwards, the hand that was trying to turn on the light turned, and the elbow choked Lean's throat in vain, and Lean was instantly hit by the impact on the wall.

The door was wide open, and the firelight penetrated into the room, which was bright.

The other party's foot pressed Huo Ying's abdomen vigorously, so strong that Huo Ying's complexion changed slightly, and his brows were wrinkled together in pain.

Huo Ying coughed violently after grinding again, and could barely hold the Swiss Army Knife in his hand.

He was happy to be strangled by his throat, his hands nimbly wrapped the opponent's wrist joints, twisted his backhand, the opponent let go in pain, he swept his long legs, kicked and tripped the opponent, quickly fished Huo Ying and dodged into the depths of the house.

He calmly stared at the man at the door and stood up with a calm face. This man is very powerful. With the weak physique of the original owner, the chance of defeating him is very low, almost impossible.

Huo Ying locked the man with gloomy eyes, his expression was terribly cold.

But the opponent calmly raised the sound-absorbing wooden barn, and shot at the house again. His movements were not fast, but they were very accurate. Every shot could land close to Lean or Huo Ying, with a slight error of an inch. , to hit them.

Half a minute later, I was willing to find that the other party seemed to have no intention of entering the door, which seemed strange.

The characteristic of this wooden box is noise reduction, but it also has disadvantages. Its bullet/bullet capacity is low, and it needs to be replaced with new bullets/bullets after only a few times of use.

After a while, there was the sound of the collision of wooden cangzhi made of special materials at the door.

Happy to look up, the other party is indeed changing bullets.

Since it was so laborious and time-consuming, why didn't he come in? He and Huo Ying shouldn't pose much threat to him. Why didn't he want to enter the door, and even had the intention of turning on the light.

Weird, very strange.

There must be something he didn't notice.

Huo Ying took advantage of the time when he was changing bullets, and quickly said a word in Le Yue's ear.

Lei's pupils suddenly narrowed, so that's what he was afraid of!

The man was very proficient in changing bullets/bullets, and the replacement was completed in just over ten seconds. He raised his wooden barn and attacked again, willing to cooperate with Huo Ying, one of them attracted attention, and the other took the opportunity to go around him.

The speed of bullets accelerated in vain, and the frequency of shooting increased sharply. Obviously, the opponent also panicked. Although he didn't say a word, he changed the direction and accuracy of his shots to varying degrees.

Waiting for him to change a magazine is their chance.

Three minutes later, the man gave a "tsk" sound, took out the magazine from his pocket, and continued to skillfully replace it. Unexpectedly, a rope was thrown under his feet. He subconsciously raised his leg to avoid it, but he did not expect that the other leg would be attacked by the opponent. He was kicked to the ground again by the sweeping leg.

The next moment, I was willing to grab his leg and drag him into the room. The original body couldn't keep up, and I was willing to waste a lot of effort, but as soon as the other party came in, almost at the moment Huo Ying closed the door, he kicked him. Happy to escape.

Lean and Huo Ying face back to back, facing two directions, and pay attention to each other's every move.

The body shot started again, but the accuracy was greatly reduced. Obviously, Huo Ying made the right bet.

This person... is afraid of the dark!

The man was in a mess, clenched the sound-absorbing wooden cabin, and was in a mess indoors, but lost the precision and calmness he had just had.

After closing the door, willing to gradually adapt to the dim vision, probably able to see the indoor environment clearly, led Huo Ying to dodge bullets/bullets with ease, and stood in front of him from time to time.

He kept waiting for the next opportunity, and soon, he waited until the opponent changed for the fourth time.

The moment the man ejected the magazine, he quickly dodged behind the man, grabbed the man's throat with his elbow, and while the man raised his hand to resist, he slapped his wrist.

Willing to strike quickly and ruthlessly, only to hear a crisp "click", the man screamed in pain, and his wrist dislocated in an instant.

The sound-absorbing wooden warehouse and the magazine "clicked" to the ground, and I was willing to kick it with my feet, sweeping the two objects into the distance.

Just after finishing this series of actions, the man's intact arm stretched out in vain, grabbed the back of his neck, and swung it violently.

He was slammed to the ground by the opponent's over-the-shoulder throw, followed by a cold blade across his jugular artery.

Happy to froze instantly.

In the next second, two piercing sounds of "咻咻" hit the man's intact wrist and knee, one in front and the other in the back.

Le Yue took the opportunity to bend his knees and kicked him in the abdomen, rolled over, and was about to run away, but unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in the lower back, his eyes were dark, his legs softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground, breathing rapidly.

The man was sweating profusely and sneered. He looked down at the electric baton in his hand, and there was a "sizzling" electric sound from the top. The electric light was particularly conspicuous in the dark.

Huo Ying's arms trembled from the recoil of the fire from the sound-absorbing wooden warehouse. He looked coldly at the man in the dark, raised the wooden warehouse indifferently, and pointed it between his eyebrows.

He was about to pull the trigger when someone grabbed his arm.

Le Yue covered his left waist with one hand, gasped for breath, unable to speak, but shook his head desperately at Huo Ying, signaling him not to do anything.

Huo Ying slowly let go of the finger that was about to pull the trigger, looked at Lele, moved his lips lightly twice, and said two words silently - Lele.

According to the location of Ren Qiuyang's mobile phone, the firefighters arrived quickly and drove across the country road unimpeded.

When passing by a certain field, they found a white BMW parked in an acre of dry land, surrounded by many motorcycles, battery cars, and two heavy locomotives.

When Lin Hongwen and his wife saw it, they immediately said, "That's Xiaocheng's locomotive! He likes that one the most!"

With the locomotive here, they believed even more that Linfeng City was in this area.

The firefighters were very experienced. They scanned the sky and quickly located a fire at ten o'clock. The sky was unnaturally red.

So at a three-way intersection, the fronts of several cars turned to the left and went forward together.

On the way, Ren Qiuyang looked at the dim picture in the live video, no one made a sound, only the sound of continuous shooting/shooting, very slight, not a professional, and it was impossible to tell that it was the sound of a sound-absorbing wooden warehouse.

10 minutes ago.

Ji You and his party stood at the three-way intersection, all fell silent.

Zhang San asked, "Which way should we go?"

Zhao Ruian laughed, "Didn't your Boss Huo say that?"

Zhang San and Li Wei laughed dryly, "Boss Huo told us to follow him to find him, and then clicked on the live video. He didn't say that we would meet a three-way intersection."

Ji You counted from left to right, "Grilled chicken wings, pineapple buns, hot pot."

Zhao Rui'an: "..."

Everyone: "..."

What the hell are you, a peerless foodie!

Zhang San pondered for a few seconds and began to guess wildly, "Boss Huo set the alarm clock for us at two o'clock. I think it is very meaningful. There are three roads here. No matter how you count from left to right, the road in the middle is In second place, I think, he should mean to let us take the middle path."

Zhao Ruian rubbed his jaw, thinking carefully.

Ji You whispered, "Choose pineapple buns, then eat pineapple buns tomorrow morning."

Everyone: "..."

After unanimous discussion, everyone believed that Zhang San's analysis was reasonable, irrefutable, and very correct, so they stepped forward and walked towards the middle road together.

Soon after they left, Lin Hongwen, his wife, police cars and fire trucks drove towards the road on the left.

Lexi was panting quickly, his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, but he did not faint for a long time. He bit his lip, trying to keep himself awake. Once fainted, it would be difficult for Huo Ying to face this lunatic alone.

Huo Ying threw the wooden warehouse in his hand out of the window, the fire outside was crackling, the surrounding walls were getting hotter and hotter, the roof was gradually burning, and the temperature of the concrete floor under his feet almost baked his skin through the soles of his shoes.

He turned around, hugged the feeble willingness, and dragged him to stand up.

Le Yue put his hands on Huo Ying's shoulders, relying on Huo Ying's support alone, the two walked slowly towards the door.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him.

Although willing to have a weak consciousness, he still reacted quickly, he realized it in vain, and pushed Huo Ying away.

The man's dagger pierced into his shoulder hard, causing him to groan in pain.

Willing to open the opponent with a backhand, staggered and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

Huo Ying was pushed to the ground, and when he realized it, Lean's back was covered with blood.

His pupils constricted suddenly, his eyelashes were trembling, his thin and cold lips were pale, his breathing was very short, like the oxygen in the air became thinner, he couldn't breathe, and his heart was tightly clenched.

In the next second, Huo Ying held the Swiss Army Knife in his hand, and sent the blade into the man's abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

He slammed into it with great force, and the man was knocked over by him directly, unable to react.

Huo Ying's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold and quiet, but they were bloodshot with terror. He drew his knife suddenly, and the blood splashed on his snow-white cheeks, which was extremely red.

Like Shura from hell, he raised his knife and stabbed the man fiercely again.

He didn't say a word the whole time, but his actions were extremely cruel and merciless.

The man was already in a coma from the pain, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Until a shout appeared.

"enough!"

Lin Fengcheng stood at the door panting heavily, his whole body covered with scorched marks, he paused, strode over, and carefully picked up the unconscious Yue Yue.

He squinted, and said coldly, "He wouldn't like a killer/person/criminal to be his younger brother."

With a bang, the blood-stained Swiss Army knife fell to the concrete floor.

The author has something to say: Huo Ying: No one can bully him

Lin Fengcheng: Here we go again!My hero saved the beauty!

Yu Bai: (Airplane Mode.jpg)

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Erha: Double check in!I'm going to sleep, good night everyone, go to bed early~