The Plow

Ling Shu bent down and lowered his head to avoid it, turned around and swept his legs, the opponent was hit and fell, rolled away to the side, jumped up again, swung the wooden stick in his hand again, and quickly hit the flashlight in Ling Shu's hand fly.

The flashlight was thrown into a corner, and the only faint light disappeared completely.

The moment he turned his head, Ling Shu saw that the other party was vaguely wearing a Nuo opera mask and a short jacket, describing him as weird and exaggerated.

Is a practicing family.

And the skills are not bad.

Before Ling Shu's eyes had fully adapted to the darkness, the other party rushed towards him again.

The wooden stick is fierce, and the moves are aimed at his vitals.

At this time, gunshots came from the front door of the noodle shop again!

Ling Shu was a little anxious.

The opponent's movements were fast and accurate, and his skills were obviously very professional, not just an ordinary trick in the world.

Whenever Ling Shu wanted to touch the gun at his waist, he would always be interrupted by the other party. A wooden stick could make him have no time to pay attention to Yue Dingtang's situation.

If you miss the upper hand, you will be restrained everywhere.

When the opponent came kicking, Ling Shu took the opportunity to roll to the side, ignoring the pain of being pierced by gravel and wood, he picked up a stick in his hand and swung it at the opponent.

With a snap, the two sticks met, and the stick in Ling Shu's hand let out an unbearable groan, and it was broken in two. The opponent kicked Ling Shu's waist with one leg, and he groaned, and fell backwards.

There were two more gunshots outside.

At the same time, there were sounds of fighting.

It can be imagined that the scene outside must also be very intense.

Ling Shu felt that the ribs might be a little cracked, and the piercing pain was coming in waves.

But the murderer's movements didn't stop at all, the opponent punched and kicked, waving the wooden stick under the hood, every move was to beat Ling Shu into a crippled posture.

As soon as the gun was taken out, he turned his head and was kicked away, and the opponent's toe just kicked Ling Shu's wrist.

At that moment, he almost thought that his hand was going to be useless.

Yue Dingtang knew that his situation was very dangerous.

He also knew that if he hadn't reacted quickly enough just now, the bleeding would definitely not be his arm, but his heart.

The gunman was just a short distance away from him, maybe hiding in the door of the noodle shop, maybe by the wall, as soon as he showed up, the gunman would greet him.

There is a distant light source behind him, and if there is light, his existence will be exposed.

And the other party has no hiding place.

As the saying goes, the enemy is dark and we are clear.

The only fortunate thing was that the opponent's marksmanship didn't seem to be very good. At such a short distance, out of three bullets, one hit Yue Dingtang's arm, and the other two missed.

Yue Dingtang thought, maybe this is a novice, maybe it's his first time killing someone, and he's still very nervous.

There were sounds of fighting in the house.

The other party should be more than one person.

In other words, Hong Xiaoguang may have accomplices.

Before he and Ling Shu found out anything, the other party couldn't wait to come out and kill people. Was it too hasty?

Yue Dingtang wanted to help Lingshu.

But just as his figure emerged from behind the column, the gunfire sounded again.

A burning pain came from his cheek, Yue Dingtang touched it casually, it was sticky.

He realized that no matter how inaccurate the opponent's marksmanship was, only one bullet was needed to kill him.

Have to figure out a way.

Yue Dingtang's eyes fell on the stones at his feet.

Panting heavily, Ling Shu turned his head to avoid a heavy blow from the opponent, and punched the assailant's heart with his backhand.

While hitting the opponent, his head was also hit hard by the wooden stick!

He and the other party fell backward involuntarily.

The ears were buzzing, like countless flies flying around, the dull pain spread, and then the dullness spread, the whole head was numb, I couldn't think of anything for a while, and countless parts of the body were screaming and passed out.

The murderer didn't seem to have expected Ling Shu to strike so hard, his heart was kicked straight, and the pain was unbearable, so he could only hold his chest to pant, while squeezing the wooden stick tightly, trying to get up.

He is familiar with the weaknesses of the human body, and he is sure that Ling Shu will never be able to escape the stick he just hit, and he will definitely be unconscious for a short time.

He didn't want Ling Shu's life, otherwise, with his marksmanship, Ling Shu would have been killed on the spot, and it would be impossible for him to deal with him here for a long time.

But he was also annoyed.

He was annoyed that his companions outside hadn't settled the matter satisfactorily, and he was also annoyed that he had encountered Ling Shu's plot.

The sharp pain in the heart intensified the irritation.

The masked man staggered to his feet, took a deep breath, and walked towards Ling Shu.

There was still a flashlight in his pocket, he fumbled for a while, took it out and opened it, and shook it towards Lingshu a few times.

The other party was lying on the ground, motionless, probably passed out.

He bent down to examine.

Ling's life must be preserved for the time being, and the other party must not wake up too quickly.

If the time is not well grasped and there is a slight error, this matter will not be considered a satisfactory solution, and many future troubles will be left.

There has been a mistake once, and there can be no more negligence.

He put the flashlight aside, stretched out his hand towards Ling Shu's neck.

There was another shot outside.

The masked murderer couldn't help cursing the helplessness of his companions outside.

At this moment, he felt that the body he touched seemed to tremble slightly, and the muscles contracted subconsciously.

The alarm bell in the masked man's heart was loud, he immediately picked up the stick and swung it at Ling Shu's head!

Half a step late!

Ling Shu caught it firmly, and extended his other hand towards him.

Only then did the masked man see that the other party was still holding a half of the wooden stick in his hand, and he had been hiding behind him just now, so that he couldn't see it.

It was too late to retreat, and he immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen!

You don't have to lower your head to feel what the broken stick is piercing into your body.

The shattered wood and spikes pierced the fabric of the gown at once, blending directly into the flesh, and bursting with the blood to make a teeth-stinging movement.

Especially when this kind of movement happened to me.

The face behind the mask showed an unbelievable expression. It was hard for him to imagine that Ling Shu could not only wake up after the heavy blow just now, but also counterattack in time.

After half of the wooden stick pierced the body, the murderer's footsteps were messy, and he couldn't help but backed up, trying to find a balance that could support his body.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Shu had already pulled out the wooden stick and kicked it.

The murderer grunted and fell back hard.

Ling Shu was not much better either.

For a normal person, he should have passed out by now.

But he managed to overcome the instinct of the human body. Although he reversed the situation and temporarily suppressed the murderer, his head became heavier and heavier. The side neck that was hit hard just now was almost so painful that he couldn't touch it. Shaky, as long as the lights are bright, the other party can immediately find out his bluff, strong on the outside but hard on the inside.

Warm liquid flows out of the nostrils and seeps into the mouth along the corners of the mouth, which is salty and salty.

Ling Shu took out his gun and took two steps forward.

The sound of the bullet being loaded alarmed the murderer, who got up, stumbled and ran into the darkness, and quickly disappeared through the back door.

The other party may come to his senses and find that Ling Shu's behavior of not taking advantage of the victory with a gun is very strange, and he may regret the stumble, but now he is sure that Ling Shu has the chance to win, and he does not want to and dare not take this risk.

The murderer didn't know that Ling Shu was about to lose his grip on the gun, not to mention aiming.

Another bullet hit the colonnade.

The gunshots echoed everywhere, not low-key around.

But the police have not arrived, maybe they went to rest on New Year’s Eve, or maybe the people around them don’t want to be troublesome. In Shanghai right now, dragons and snakes are mixed, and it’s not unusual for anything to happen. Ordinary people don’t want to lose their peace because of their temporary curiosity. Life.

How many rounds can a pistol hold?

Different models have different magazine capacities. If the opponent carries a spare, sooner or later one round will be able to hit Yue Dingtang.

The sound of footsteps came, very lightly, but under his full attention, Yue Dingtang heard it.

He held his breath, and suddenly threw the stone in his hand!

boom!

The other party shot in surprise.

At the same time, Yue Dingtang rushed out!

Between shooting and shooting, the shooter must have been unable to react for more than half a second, not to mention that the shooter's marksmanship is not good, which shows that he is a novice.

Yue Dingtang didn't hesitate anymore, according to his own judgment, he really threw himself on the opponent.

The two rolled over and fell outside the door. Yue Dingtang grabbed his neck with one hand and tried to knock out the gun in his hand with the other, but the opponent punched him in the face, forcing Yue Dingtang to lean back. The gunman took the opportunity to sit up and point the gun at him!

A close call!

The gunman was kicked from behind, the gun was shot crookedly, the bullet grazed Yue Dingtang's ear, and nailed into the opposite wall behind him.

Even the gun flew out and slid far away on the ground.

The gunman realized immediately that his companion had failed.

If he fought hard now, he might be able to kill Yue Dingtang, but he would also die under Ling Shu's hands.

A few seconds are enough for the shooter to make a choice.

Ants are greedy for life, and he doesn't have the sentiment to regard death as home.

He dodged Ling Shu's kick again, got up in embarrassment, and hurriedly fled the scene.

"What about people?"

What Yue Dingtang asked was the man who was fighting with Ling Shu in the room just now.

"Ran."

Ling Shu replied.

He didn't even know if he made a sound, or just hummed in his nasal cavity, his brain was just an instinctive reaction, and he couldn't make any more thoughts.

The surroundings were dim, and Yue Dingtang was also injured, so he didn't notice the strangeness of his companion, so he tried his best to get up.

"Come and give me a hand."

Ling Shu didn't say anything.

Yue Dingtang turned his head to look, and found that the other party was still holding a gun in his hand, and asked casually, "Why didn't you shoot just now?"

As soon as the words fell, Yushan collapsed, black clouds pressed down on the city, and Ling Shu fell down, directly on top of him.

Including the injured arm.

Yue Dingtang's complexion changed.

I don't know if it was the pain or the shock from Ling Shu.

"Are you okay!" He stretched out his hand to touch it, only to feel blood on it.

"...Don't turn around and tell the truth to my sister, just say that I fell down." Ling Shu murmured, wondering if he heard Yue Dingtang's words.

"To shut up!"

Yue Dingtang gritted his teeth, ignored his injured arm, pulled Ling Shu over, and bent over his back.

The driver was a little far away, so he probably didn't hear the commotion here, otherwise he would have rushed over long ago.

They were careless tonight. They thought they were just looking for clues, but they didn't expect the other party to come prepared.

"I can't even eat the New Year's Eve dinner, my big chicken drumstick..."

"The packed cake, you even gave it to someone."

"My sister will definitely not give me lucky money this year..."

Yue Dingtang couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted his chatter on his back.

"If you say one more word, I will throw you down and let you fend for yourself."

Ling Shu didn't seem to hear, so he opened his mouth.

"There were two people just now, one wanted to kill you, and the other didn't want to kill me."

This is a bit of a mouthful.

Yue Dingtang didn't want to talk to him at first, but suddenly frowned.

"You mean, the guy in there doesn't have a gun?"

Ling Shu murmured: "He wanted to knock me out, but he didn't want my life. Otherwise, with his skill, I would have been unable to come out to save you."

"But this person outside wants to kill me." Yue Dingtang was very sure.

If it weren't for this person's inaccurate marksmanship, he would have been cold by now, and the corpse might be able to make cold salad.

"Kill you, but don't kill me. If we are together, can we blame me again, and let me carry an extra murder..."

Ling Shu muttered to himself without knowing whether he was awake or not, but Yue Dingtang suddenly felt like waking up from a dream, blessed to his soul.

Many vague joints like before have all been opened up.

"They don't want us to investigate this case any further. Just like you were framed as a murderer before, and now the murderer is pinned on you, if there is one more life for me, you will definitely die, and the case will naturally be closed, and there will be no more cases." Someone is going to track it down."

"Conversely, it also shows that the direction we are pursuing is correct, otherwise they don't need to jump out and do it."

"Yuan's family, Du Yuning, Hong Xiaoguang, it seems that Hong's death is probably inseparable from Du Yuning's death."

After Yue Dingtang finished speaking, Ling Shu didn't respond for a long time.

"Hey?"

The hand that was originally on his shoulder dropped limply.

Yue Dingtang's heart sank.