The old man let go of his right hand and pinched Li Haoran, the centipede felt the reduction of the tail pinching force, and struggled to break free from the restraints, for a moment Li Haoran felt distressed, the old man reached out and pinched the centipede at a position from the tail, and then squeezed it upward, the centipede became straight in an instant, Li Haoran was obviously startled by this scene, the centipede joint contracted, and gradually became a two-foot long section, straight and still.

Li Haoran knew what to do next, took the straight centipede and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, and handed the centipede out with a hard head.

"What is this?" Lao Zhao let go of his hand like lightning, Li Haoran took this opportunity to turn around and run towards the back of the coffin, and the centipede that had recovered its wriggling did not know where to throw it, Lao Zhao was obviously frightened, and his feet did not dare to leave the ground, and then stood on the table. Lao Zhao's reaction speed was very fast, and he had already shot without Li Haoran hiding on the side of the coffin, and when he heard two gunshots behind him, the gunshots were accompanied by the sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath, and Li Haoran felt his scalp explode.

Nervously crawled to the side of the coffin, using the coffin as a cover, Li Haoran secretly poked his head out to look at Lao Zhao, only to see that the old man had already stood up from the coffin, holding a long sword, maintaining a master's demeanor, not squinting, staring at Lao Zhao.

"So you're not dead. Lao Zhao pointed a gun at the old man, his body was a little unsteady on his feet, and he held the table with his other hand when he spoke.

"But you're about to die!" replied the old man in a deep voice.

There was a sudden gunshot in the house, and now where he is, he can't see the situation in the courtyard at all, I don't know if the fat man and Xiaochuan ran away, Li Haoran checked his body, but fortunately he was not injured.

"You said that before I died, I pulled an old man of yours as a backing, isn't it a little worthless? Lao Zhao looked at the old man with a sneer, and at the same time glanced out of the door, it seemed that the fat man and Xiaochuan should not have run far, or hid aside, Li Haoran shouted a little hurriedly: "You two run, run as far as possible!"

After Li Haoran shouted, there was a sound in the courtyard, Lao Zhao rushed out of the house and did not forget to shoot at the old man, the old man raised his sword to block, and then shot the long sword in his hand at Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao was always a step slower, and the long sword thrown by the old man was fixed on the door.

The virulence contained in the centipede is extraordinary, Lao Zhao spits black blood in his mouth, his actions are restricted, and the right arm with the gun can still move, seeing Lao Zhao shooting a few shots at the courtyard with a gun, Li Haoran raised his throat in his heart, after three gunshots, Lao Zhao's right hand drooped weakly, coughing up blood in his mouth, turned his head to look at Li Haoran's location, and squeezed out a smile on his face and said: "My name is Zhao Bing, although I didn't kill you, but you will die in his hands sooner or later!"

Li Haoran retracted his gaze and said with concern: "Uncle, how are you?"

"I'm fine. After the uncle finished speaking, he still looked at Zhao Bing, who was nailed to the door.

The centipede, who didn't know where to run just now, appeared at Zhao Bing's feet at this time, and felt that Zhao Bing was dead, Li Haoran stood up from behind the coffin, and watched the centipede lie on Zhao Bing's chest and open his mouth to eat, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

The centipede sucked the blood and made a small trembling sound, Li Haoran really couldn't help but look at the centipede, the uncle kept standing still, raised his hand to signal Li Haoran to continue standing behind the coffin, Li Haoran didn't know what it meant. Just when the centipede was lying on Zhao Bing's chest and eating wantonly, Zhao Bing, who was already dead, suddenly moved, raised his pistol and fired a shot at the centipede's half body, the centipede was broken in two, fell at Zhao Bing's feet and writhed continuously.

Li Haoran was frightened by this scene, the figure of the old man in front of him still didn't move, Zhao Bing raised his head, looked at the old man with a murderous smile on his face, and slowly raised his right hand to try to shoot.

Li Haoran hid behind the coffin and didn't dare to move, the gunshot rang out, but it missed, Zhao Bing looked like he had run out of oil, and was trying to shoot a second shot, and the fat man's shout came from outside the door, "Mouse, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you two don't show your head, this guy isn't dead yet!" Li Haoran responded loudly.

Zhao Bing's second shot never fired, and his right arm never let go of it, and after a while, the old man couldn't help but let out a cough, and blood began to spill from his mouth, "Uncle, how are you?" Li Haoran said with concern in front of his uncle.

"Qi and blood retrograde, it is estimated that it will not last long. The uncle raised his hand to signal that Li Haoran did not need to be supported.

"What should I do?" Li Haoran asked with an anxious face.

"Go and get my sword. With the help of Li Haoran, the uncle got out of the coffin, came to the cabinet and opened the cabinet door, and ate in a pile of clothes to find something.

Li Haoran came to Zhao Bing hard, and drove the two centipedes on the ground to the side with his feet, Zhao Bing's right arm that did not hang down was a little in the way, Li Haoran tried to move, and found that Zhao Bing's right arm was stiff and could not be pressed, and the pistol was also clenched in his hand, and he couldn't take it off.

The long sword penetrated the door panel, and it was more laborious to pull it out, Li Haoran prying up and down and pulling the sword body out little by little, Zhao Bing's body was also shaking, just as Li Haoran pulled out the long sword, and Zhao Bing's body fell to the ground at the same time, "Bang!" A gunshot echoed in Li Haoran's ears, and Li Haoran had a tinnitus for a moment. Li Haoran was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and covered his head, Zhao Bing's body leaned on the door panel and did not react, Li Haoran quickly took two steps back after making sure that Zhao Bing was dead.

The uncle took the long sword from Li Haoran's hand and said in a weak voice: "Don't worry, he's dead!"

The long sword was wiped clean by the uncle with a rag, and then inserted the sword into the sheath and placed on the table, the uncle seemed to be going to explain his last words, his face was very calm, the long sword was put on the table by the old man casually, and there was a palm-sized brand on the table, and the iron card was originally wrapped in yellow cloth, which had been opened at this time.

The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the half of the centipede on the ground, Li Haoran picked it up from the ground and put it on the table, the old man threw it away, leaving another one with a longer tentacle, and then looked at Li Haoran calmly and said: "I don't have anything to give you, Xiaochuan, this kid has qualifications, but no talent, and although you have talent, your qualifications are mediocre." The old man paused, and said slowly: "This half of the centipede can be eaten by Xiaochuan, as for these two things, it is a token of my sect, I need you to help me return it, this sword will be handed over to the current head for me, if you want to stay and practice martial arts, give him this token, if you don't want to learn, the token will be left by yourself." ”

"Mouse, can we both come out?" the fat man's untimely shout rang out outside the courtyard.

"Alright, come here. Li Haoran turned his head and shouted outside the door.

Before the fat man and Xiaochuan reached the door of the house, they were startled by Zhao Bing, who was leaning on the door panel, "Oh, mom, I still have a gun in my hand, mouse, are you sure this guy is dead?" The fat man didn't dare to enter the house, took Xiaochuan by the hand, and looked at Zhao Bingdao cautiously.

"Sure, come in!" Li Haoran beckoned to the two.

The fat man and Xiaochuan entered the room in confusion, the fat man glanced at the things on the table, and then looked at the blood stains on his uncle's mouth, and instantly felt that he knew what had happened just now, stared at his uncle for a while, and said suspiciously: "Uncle, why don't you even have a wound on your body?"

"Damn, what do you call this, do you mean that my uncle must have a wound on his body?" Xiao Chuan interrupted the fat man's chatter.

"Grab your things and remember to call the police when you get home. The uncle's face turned red, waved his hand at the three of them, and squeezed out a sentence.

The fat man and Xiao Chuan looked at the things on the table for some reason, Li Haoran signaled not to speak again, lest the old man get angry again, picked up the half centipede on the table and handed it to Xiao Chuan in front of his uncle: "This is given to you by your uncle." Then he picked up the long sword on the table and handed it to the fat man, "This is not for you, it is for you to keep it first." Finally, the token was re-wrapped and put in his breast pocket, and the old man nodded with satisfaction and waved at the three of them.

After exiting the door, the fat man looked at the dead Zhao Bing's body on the ground and was a little angry, and then turned his head and stepped on Zhao Bing's head. Li Haoran hurriedly went back and pulled up the fat man to apologize to his uncle repeatedly, and then dragged the reckless fat man away.

Today is Saturday, no need to go to class, the sky is starting to get brighter, the gunfire did not cause the neighbors in front of them to get up, there is still no one on the street, the fat man looked at Li Haoran with the long sword in his hand, "Mouse, are you sure that this sword was not left to me by my uncle?"

"Sure, the centipede that my uncle left for you, you have already eaten it, and this sword was sent back to his original sect by my uncle. While Li Haoran opened his mouth to explain, Xiaochuan on the side kept worrying about holding half of the centipede.

The centipede in Xiao Chuan's hand is relatively large, although it is only half a section, but it is more than enough for the fat man's whole one, Xiao Chuan has a strange expression on his face when he holds the centipede, and he has been finding where to get the bottom down.

"Damn, you just take a bite and you're done, bite from the beginning. The fat man looked at Xiaochuan with an embarrassed face and took the initiative to remind.

"Grass, you eat it at night, you can't see anything in the dark light, I really can't eat it. Xiao Chuan gestured to his mouth with a disgusted face, and suddenly made a painful "oops", threw the centipede on the ground, covered his mouth, and said vaguely: "I was accidentally bitten just now." ”

"And how do you feel now?" asked the fat man gloatingly.

"I don't feel anything. Then he said, "I feel it, my mouth seems to be numb." ”

"Your lips are blue, not only are you poisoned, but your mouth is swollen. Li Haoran picked up the centipede on the ground and reminded.

"What then?" In a moment, Xiao Chuan's speech had become unfavorable.

"If you don't want to die, eat it. Li Haoran stuffed the centipede into Xiao Chuan's hand.

"What should I eat now?" Ogawa's lips were swollen like two sausages.

"Fatty, put away the long sword when you go home, and then tell your father, uncle has an accident, remember to call the police. After Li Haoran finished instructing the fat man, he pulled Xiaochuan and ran home quickly, "Hurry up and go home with me, chop it up and eat it." ”

Li Haoran pulled Xiaochuan to rush home, the centipede was violent, Xiaochuan became bumped and stumbled, and when he came to the door, Xiaochuan's consciousness began to become blurred, "I...... I can't do it anymore!"