Touch

boom.

The dull bombardment sounded simultaneously with the thousand-jun impact.

Not much watermelon exploding, but still gory.The knuckle on the finger hit the car window, and then flew out through the car window, leaving a hole the size of a fist and dense spider web cracks extending outward along the hole. In the next second, it was like a small fountain Blood spurted out from the wound where four fingers were lost, the widow's whip-like legs wrapped around the opponent's head, twisted the waist and abdomen, and the kidnapper's body weighing nearly [-] kilograms was thrown out of the car window.

Another shot went off.

boom.

One of the people who was entangled with the knife tilted his head, and his ear turned into a fuzzy piece of meat, following the bullets embedded in the car body.Fingers like eagle claws inserted the knife into it, in exchange for the first miserable howl.

The kidnappers who were at an absolute disadvantage retreated decisively.

The shooter did not pursue the victory, so the third shot was delayed.

The widow and the knife, who had no time to breathe, looked in the same direction.Two shots flew from the sky, one shot came from the left side of the widow, and the other shot came from behind the knife.

The directions of the two shots are very different, and the angle of change is so large in a very short time, which means that the shooting point of the shooter is very close to them.The two did not communicate, but they cooperated tacitly for many years. The knife that ended the battle quickly rushed to the position where the second shot was fired, and the widow opened the door of the back box of the truck and got in.

As it should be, the knife went to nothing.

He didn't even find any footprints or crushed grass that could provide clues. A few meters outside the car was a blue sky and white cloud-covered grassland, and the shooter seemed to come from the sky.

On the way back, he heard screams and collisions in the car, Xiaodao ran back quickly, hesitated outside the carriage, and stopped, so he couldn't see the people in the carriage turning their backs.

Although he was used to it casually, he didn't want to see the tragic situation of the victim.Human tragedies, except for perverts, normal people can't appreciate them.

In the carriage, Xiao Yixuan was unexpectedly but not unexpected, Xiao Yixuan was wearing dirty but neat pajamas, leaning on the black box wall to confront the widow, her face was disastrous, her hair was dry and messy, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse.

More than 30 hours of sleeplessness and fear pushed Xiao Yixuan to the cliff, and the blood on the widow's body and face, and the fierce eyes that were too late to withdraw, cut off Xiao Yixuan's last crumbling nerve.When the widow pried open the black box, what she faced was not the weeping embrace of the person to be rescued, but all the things that could be dismantled in the black box were thrown at her head.

After smashing all the things that could be smashed, Xiao Yixuan threw herself in the past. The widow who couldn't fight back turned her sideways and let her rush out. Xiao Yixuan, who had just escaped from the black box, pressed back half of the iron plate of the black box with her backhand, and the collapsed woman broke out. With terrible strength, the widow was almost crushed by her in the black box that overturned the toilet bucket, and kicked out the iron plate together with Xiao Yixuan with her skills.

Xiao Yixuan's head hit the carriage wall heavily, the iron plate pressed against her chest, and her soft body slowly fell down along the back wall.

boom.

A third shot rang out.

The widow finally fell to the ground, holding her shoulders and clenching her molars tightly. The position where her palms were pressed was followed by a gunshot that pierced through a wound. The neuroskeleton was not injured, but the bullet passed close to the center of the heart. , The scorching sensation of death burns the heart.With threats, with anger...and with the shooter's desire to kill.

The widow half-kneeled on the ground, gasping for breath, calming down the depressed emotions of being pinched in the palm of someone's hand and dying worthless at any time.

A bullet hole appeared above the carriage, and the blue sky and white clouds outside could be seen along the bullet hole.

Yes, the shot came from the roof diagonally above.

Following the bullet holes in the roof and the half-covered compartment door, the battle outside the car started quickly and ended quietly. After a few breaths, the compartment door opened, and a tall and slender figure appeared against the sun In front of the carriage door.

The shooter was wearing professional armor, with the weapon on his back, a boxy metal box in one hand, and a modified German micro-punch that could be folded into a toy-like shape hanging behind the other hand.

The two were relatively speechless.

Yang Xiu's indifferent light-colored pupils reflected the widow's distressed appearance, her face was hidden in the shadows, and the fingers resting on the gun slightly lifted up.

There was a look of struggle on the widow's face, but after a while, she gave in, and knelt down on her half-kneeling legs, supported her head with both hands, and fell down on the ground.

What forced her to succumb was not only the overwhelming advantage brought by the three gunshots, but also the sense of powerlessness that she could not resist standing in front of the opponent.

When she raised her head again, both Yang Xiu and Xiao Yixuan disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Knife leaned against the tire and waved to the widow who jumped out of the car. His right hand twisted irregularly and hung by his side.The two of them are generally bleak and ugly.

The earplugs used for communication were roughly ripped off by the knife and thrown on the ground. The two sat down side by side. After a while, the calm voice of the knife came from the air.

"It's really strong."

"Ah."

"Can't beat it."

"Ah."

"The boss is worthy of being the boss. His vision is really good."

"Ah."

"We can't beat them even if we add one piece. The boss's life after marriage is worrying, will he be domestically abused?"

"To shut up."

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Skin Latso is a holy lake for the locals.

Over the sprawling mountains, along a mountain path with no forks, you will suddenly see the sunken lake between the peaks.

The lake is shrouded in smog all the year round. In the distance are continuous mountain peaks, and nearby are piles of high stone piles, which originate from the relatives' longing for the dead.

There is no road after crossing Skin Latso, only grasslands, creeks, green mountains and green waters are left.The grass is full of voles' burrows, and the chubby voles stick out their heads from time to time, and then quickly run to another burrow of their own.

An unremarkable small car got stuck between two big rocks. No one could figure out how this broken car, which was nearly scrapped in appearance and couldn't fit three bricks into the chassis, was crammed into the prairie for thousands of miles.

The victim was lying in the back seat, fast asleep. The wound on the back of her head had been properly treated, and she was wearing a cotton robe with her ankles tucked under the skirt, making her look vulnerable.More than 30 hours like a nightmare brought panic and tears in sleep.

On the sunken grass outside the car, Yang Xiu sat cross-legged, the metal box beside her was opened, and the computer inside showed that she was talking, surrounded by scattered batteries and antennas.

The old voice came from the earphones, slow but not dull, hoarse and dry as if dying, but every word and sentence, every decision he made was old-fashioned and ruthless.He doesn't care about his own life or death, or the lives of others.

Yang Xiu seldom responded, mostly talking to the other person, and she only sent out confirmation or negative bytes occasionally.

At the end, the other party restrained his malice and asked about Yang Xiu's plan.Yang Xiu's silent cheeks had shadows throbbing, and she hung up without replying.