Although the smoke was thick, the black muzzle was like the eyes of a poisonous snake, and although it was dormant in the black, it could not escape the eyes of the old hanger.

When it comes to drugs, it is said that Lao Hang has a pair of poisonous eyes, and it took a lot of effort for the police to arrest him, but he can always find the plainclothes police at the first time and escape quickly. He not only has a pair of poisonous eyes, but also a pair of poisonous ears.

I remember that when I was guarding the casino, I was shocked to hear the abnormality of the surrounding vehicles, and told the head to evacuate the gamblers at the first time, and it was also that time that the master discovered his extraordinary hearing.

This is a god-given meal, at that time the master said so, is not to be a thief, was said by the master to be like a multi-light ancestor Yaozu, but also touched his ears tsk, at that time Lao Hang felt that the master was a little exaggerated, but later Lao Hang found that he was really doing this line of material.

I have to admit that whether it is the big white rice on the third road or the stinky meat bran on the lower third road, if you only talk about ability regardless of whether you are decent or not, as long as you are top-notch, it requires ability, to be precise, talent.

Almost at the moment when the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, Lao Hang smelled danger in the thick smoke. At the moment when he felt the muzzle of the gun, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the dagger in his hand out with a bang.

Yes!

The other party screamed and fell to the ground, the gun in his hand dropping.

Compared with Gu Miqing's technique of sealing his throat with a dagger, Lao Hang is naturally much worse, but when he was a child, he liked to play darts, and he flew a red heart, which was very accurate, so he also hit that person's face, and his strength was very great, but he didn't know if he was dead. Although Lao Hang felt numb in his lower body, his instinct to survive made him struggle to stand up.

Hey, the leg is still on your body, and it turns out that it was someone else's leg that was thrown away by yourself, which is really good news.

But why are his legs so numb? The old man didn't look at his legs, leaned forward slightly, and when he got closer, the man was really not dead, but he was struggling with a knife in his eyes.

It seems that when I was a child, I played darts to aim accurately, and this habit was still subconscious. As soon as he shook it like this, Xu took his eyes as a red heart, and pierced it directly, quite accurately, and pierced it with a small half of the tip of the knife.

"Die!" the old man roared, took two steps forward, and once again felt that his legs were a little numb, and he seemed to be a little unable to walk, but he couldn't care so much, and he pulled his body forward and approached the man, and pulled the knife out of the man's eye socket with one hand. The eyeballs didn't come out with the knife, something sticky came out, and the man didn't scream, maybe he was about to pout in pain.

Lao Hang's other hand grabbed the man's hair and slammed it against the stone, and the man fainted instantly.

In the thick smoke, Lao Jiao's eyelashes were full of sand, but his eyes revealed a soft ruthlessness, why is it soft ruthless? Because his eyes are ruthless, but the corners of his mouth are smiling, so they are soft.

This kind of softness is terrifying, and it is the ruthlessness contained in the rich social experience. Only the young man will show a fierce look on his face when he encounters something, shouting and shouting to kill, and the spitting stars flying around, the hanging master has always had a smile.

Lao Hang was so ruthless, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, holding a dagger in his hand, and sealing his throat with a backhand in the other hand, and the blade was drawn at the man's neck. With the moment the blood spurted out, a chess piece was dismantled cleanly.

Gun...... With his gun in hand, Lao Hang immediately began to look for a gun on the ground.

The gun fell into a crack, revealing a piece of the gun handle, Lao Hang hurriedly bent down to pick it up, when he bent over, he always felt that there was something hanging on his thigh that was very obstructive, he didn't care much, the moment he got the gun, he was very excited, as if he had taken his life at this time.

Only if there is a gun, the old man who took the gun immediately raised the gun and began to search for the remaining three people, and soon, he found a person motionless on the ground, and his head was blown up, presumably this person was closest to the explosion point, at this time, two dead chess pieces were in hand.

In the distance, under the thick smoke, I saw a person crawling on the ground, with one leg missing from the lower half of his body, and the leg that had just flown to the old hanger should be that person.

Lao Hang only felt that his legs were numb and sore again, but he couldn't take care of it so much, so he had to solve this person first. As soon as he took a step, he felt that there seemed to be something hanging on his thigh, so that he couldn't walk, and he didn't listen to the call. I looked down and saw that the pants on the left thigh were torn, and something black came out of a long mouth, hanging on my leg, like a long string of black flesh worms, very mad.

What is this?

Lao Hang could clearly feel that the numbness in his legs came from this long string of things, and he took another step forward, and the feeling of numbness came over again, which confirmed his judgment.

In addition to numbness, it was faintly accompanied by some indescribable spasms, which made him unable to control his legs again, and even the hand holding the gun couldn't control and trembled. If the body trembles and doesn't listen to the brain, it's a big deal.

Lao Hang stretched out his hand and touched the string of 'meat worms', only to feel soft and squirming.

What is this? The bold old hanger gritted his teeth, pinched it with his fingernails, and looked at it, and he was stunned.

This feel......

It seems to be meat.

Could it be the meat that has been blown up?

Lao Hang blinked his eyes and looked at it carefully, yes, it was meat, but it was covered with a layer of gray on the outside, and the black smoke made the whole thing look like black meat worms.

Where did the meat come from? Whose meat did it come from? Lao Jiao stretched out his hand and pulled at the piece of something that was a little rotten, and a sharp pain came over him.

Fuck me! It's my own fucking meat, and the old hanger was shaking in pain, and he couldn't hold the gun in his hand, and the gun was off.

Lao Hang's leg was blown up, and somehow it didn't hurt, but there was a very numb feeling, people who have not been blown up will not know, in fact, the broken leg will not feel severe pain in a short period of time, because the pain is too violent, the body's self-protection mechanism is turned on, which will dilute this pain.

It should have been a small point of * that flew to Lao Han's thigh and exploded his thigh, but luckily it just brushed it over, so it didn't hurt the bone, but it blew up that piece of meat. It's no wonder that his body doesn't listen, spasming uncontrollably near the blasted muscles, pumping him out of his voice.

The pain began to flood the sea after a short period of numbness, making Lao Hang half-kneeling on the ground, instantly painful with gold stars in his eyes, sweating profusely, and only feeling that the world was spinning in front of him.

At this moment, the man crawling in the distance turned his head, and the viciousness in the man's eyes was accompanied by the despair of knowing that he was going to die, and aimed the gun in his hand at the old hanger.

I could only hear a very light gunshot, and in such a chaotic and noisy environment, it was like the sound of a big fish going into the water.

The bullet passed through the temple and fell to the ground instantly.

[On the first night of the Lu Academy, Lao Jing will write a series during her study in the Lu Academy, and take you to see how this mysterious writer's top hall will teach. Everyone remember to pay attention to the WeChat public account Gao Leng's Mu Xiaojing, or muxiaojing18. In addition, under the call for a reward, 17k gave me this year's quota, and the red envelope list can't be too bad. Thank you for your support all the way, this book is difficult to write, short story, but it opens up a good situation, I will cheer up. 】