Darkest Action

Just when Gu Yuan was about to press the trigger, An Lan took a step ahead, and quickly stretched out an index finger to pad behind the trigger, forcing Gu Yuan to be unable to pull the trigger, and the two immediately started a wrist wrestling.

Gu Yuan gripped the pistol tightly, twisted it together with An Lan's index finger to a strange position, and heard a crisp sound, and forcibly broke the finger caught in the gun.An Lan gritted her teeth in response, endured the excruciating pain, and insisted on not withdrawing her hand.

"Let go!" Gu Yuan roared angrily, and continued to apply force, desperately trying to pull the trigger.

The pinched finger was already bloody and torn, but An Lan still refused to let go.

This action greatly angered Gu Yuan, one of his arms was dislocated and fractured, and he couldn't use his strength at all.In order to make An Lan die quickly, he simply dragged the gun and the people together, and slammed into the wall until the helmet on An Lan's head was knocked off.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Gu Yuan directly bumped his head, and after several blows, An Lan felt that his eyes were darkened, and a streak of bright red blood was dripping down the goggles along his forehead.

In the kitchen, the gradually increasing carbon monoxide raised the heartbeat and blood pressure of the two, and they were both exhausted during the hard struggle.An Lan squeezed out a sentence from her almost hoarse throat, asking: "You...for what?"

At this time, Gu Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, like a wolf with red eyes.In his heart, he has fairness and justice, bright truth, and communism in his ideal.The wheel of history is unstoppable and is always rolling forward. In order to maintain their own political power, most of the people in power are so-called heroes who are willing to become power enforcement machines.

There was Dongchang in ancient times, and now Annei!

"You lackeys will never understand!" Gu Yuan roared, his right hand suddenly exerted strength, vowing to completely smash An Lan's fingers, together with the bits of flesh and blood, he pressed down the trigger of the pistol that was firmly stuck .

Die, die quickly!

In the sound of the impending explosion, let's meet the grandest death together!

Just when the trigger was about to be pulled to the bottom, suddenly, a cold stabbing sensation came from Gu Yuan's neck.His blood-red eyeballs slowly lowered, and he caught a glimpse of a sharp police dagger piercing his entire throat.

This time, An Lan didn't give the enemy any chance to resist. He held the dagger tightly with one hand and pulled it horizontally, and the blade immediately broke out along the opponent's Adam's apple.

Gu Yuan's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what had happened, dark red plasma was gushing out from the broken neck.An Lan took the opportunity to snatch the gun from his hand, quickly emptied the bullet in the chamber, and then threw it far away into the bloody kitchen like a Shura field.

Seeing the last glimmer of hope being completely ended, Gu Yuan, who was on the verge of death, collapsed like a huge building, and fell straight to the ground with his eyes wide open.

In an environment with a very high concentration of carbon monoxide, after such a life-and-death struggle, An Lan's lips and nails have turned a strange crimson red.He felt that his heart rhythm was abnormal, his blood pressure rose and then fell again, and his vision in both eyes became blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

An Lan forced herself to support her heavier and heavier body, and staggered to close the four unscrewed liquefied gas cylinders.When he screwed on the last valve with all his strength, he could hardly stand still, and he stumbled towards the outside of the kitchen.

However, just as the heavy feet took a step, one ankle was suddenly caught by a brute force.

An Lan looked down and found that Gu Yuan, who was lying on the ground, was not dead yet. He stretched out his movable right hand, with five fingers like hooks like knives, and firmly clasped An Lan's leather boots.

The plasma gushing out of his neck foamed up. Gu Yuan was dying and refused to give up. Like a ghost, he would not let go. He gambled his last breath and held An Lan tightly. He opened his blood-red eyes and slowly Died.

An Lan was unable to break away the vine-like dead hand. He was surrounded by strong gas, and he could no longer support himself. His body softened and he fell on the blood-stained concrete floor.