Chapter 9: Number Forty-Nine

"What about Ye Ren? Which of you saw him?"

Hiding in the drainage ditch behind the car, Qiao Yun, who felt safe for the time being, counted the number of people with flushed eyes, except for the three colleagues who had been confirmed dead, Ye Ren also did not know where to go, and her heart sank suddenly.

"Eldest sister, Ye Ren said that he was going to divert the enemy's firepower, but he hasn't come back yet......"

Yang Ying choked up and said, she felt that Ye Ren was afraid that he would be more auspicious.

"He's going to divert the enemy's fire? Why is he bare-handed?" Qiao Yun was suddenly furious, this newcomer was too reckless, didn't he know how the dead word was written?

"Eldest sister, maybe Ye Ren succeeded?" Yang Mei climbed to Qiao Yun's side, although she was young, her psychological quality was much stronger than many people, in the face of such a big disaster, she still kept a clear head, she pointed her finger and said, "Listen, the gunfire is gone, will that sniper be killed by Ye Ren?"

"Huh?"

Qiao Yun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the gunfire was really gone.

However, she quickly lowered her face and told everyone: "Don't move, maybe that bastard is waiting for us to come up!" After speaking, she suddenly remembered: "Did you call the police?"

"I had already called, and the police said they would arrive immediately. Yang Ying whispered.

She originally wanted to tell the eldest sister that this was also what Ye Ren had confessed when she was leaving, but when she saw that the eldest sister's eyes were red, she knew that she was under a lot of pressure now, so she didn't mention Ye Ren's name again.

"Well, Xiaoying, you did a good job, now we don't have long-range weapons, the other party's firepower is strong, I'm afraid that the No. 49 clubhouse is also more auspicious, let's wait for the police to arrive. ”

After saying that, the tears in her eyes could no longer be suppressed.

……

"BOSS, Darkfish hasn't responded!"

In the No. 49 clubhouse, a middle-aged man wearing a black blindfold carried the AK to a young man who was drinking next to the wine cabinet.

The young man was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked sven, but his skin seemed to have not seen the sun for many years, as white as paper, and under the almost transparent skin, blue veins and veins could be clearly seen.

"Darkfish is dead!"

He threw up a large glass of vodka into his stomach, picked up the pistol on the cabinet, and shot it out without looking back.

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire echoed through the chamber, becoming more and more dull.

"Plop!"

A middle-aged man kneeling in the center of the conference hall snorted, and with a bloody hole in his forehead, he fell to the ground.

"Buzz ......"

The dozens of hostages kneeling beside him suddenly became commotion and moved around.

"My subordinate Dark Fish is dead!" The young man threw away the cup, then turned around, looked down at the hostages in front of him coldly, and said gloomily: "There are people outside who want to break in, maybe the police, maybe the bodyguard of one of the big bosses among you, are you very excited? Think you are about to be saved? Hmph, tell you, no one can run away today, these people are your example!"

In the direction where the young man's gun was pointed, seven or eight corpses had been piled up, both male and female.

"What do you want, sir?" said you?" said a balding middle-aged man in the uniform of a clubhouse supervisor.

"Look, look, how courageous this director is, so many people, only he dares to question me, and I have decided to reward you, not only because of your courage, but also because of the good way you asked this question!" the young man nodded approvingly.

The bald middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it doesn't matter if the reward is not rewarded, as long as he can go back to see his relatives alive.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and there was a bloody hole on the forehead of the bald middle-aged man, and he looked at the sneering young man in front of him, and slowly fell.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

"What I want is a person's name, a person's name that killed more than a dozen of Lao Tzu's subordinates and robbed Lao Tzu of 2,000 catties of white goods!"

As he spoke, the young man walked into the hostages with a gun.

He was like a shark with blood lines on the corners of his mouth, and the hostages avoided everywhere he went, and the position where the muzzle of the gun was pointed made the hostages hold their heads and tremble.

"This person, who is among you, stand up, I will kill you alone, if you don't stand up, I will kill all of you!"

The young man's voice was as eerie as if he had just crawled out of hell.

No one doubted his words.

Because he has already proven himself with a dozen lives.

However, no one was willing to stand up and answer his question.

Time is passing little by little.

The young man frowned.

"No one will admit it?"

He sneered and raised the gun in his hand again.

"Stop killing, I'm the one you're looking for!"

Suddenly, a woman in a long white dress stood up in the crowd.

The faces of the female bodyguards in dark uniforms around her changed, they glanced at each other, and they all stood up one after another, protecting her in front of her, and blocking the muzzle of the young man with their weak bodies.

"You killed my man?" The young man looked at the woman in the white dress with interest, and his wrist flicked.

Bang!

A shot hit the woman's right side, and a middle-aged lady who saw someone stand up and was obviously relieved to be in the head.

"You killed my brother, my sister, and my cousin who shared my bed with me for twelve years?

"Yes!"

The woman in the white dress pushed away the bodyguard who was blocking in front of her, and walked over to the young man's still smoking gun: "Don't kill anymore, you said that if you kill me, you will let the others go, now, I am standing in front of you, you are a big man, I believe you can talk." ”

Her voice was soft, soft, even in this Shura field full of corpses, it was so gentle.

"Hey, interesting. ”

The young man smiled, his face changed suddenly, the gun was put on the forehead of the woman in the white dress, and he said in a cruel voice: "Are you sure you want me to kill you?"

"Let them go, stop killing people!"

The scorching heat from the muzzle of the gun made the woman in the white dress so frightened, her face turned as white as paper because of the fear of death, and her weak body was obviously trembling, but she held on without flinching.

"NO!" the young man shook his head and pulled the board without hesitation.

"Click!"

The machine spring made a crisp sound, and the woman in the white dress froze.

She thought she was dead, and her delicate body shook and was about to fall, only to suddenly realize it.

The gun, it didn't go off!

"Hehe!" The young man laughed, as innocent as a child who had successfully teased his parents: "Miss Xia Xue, you were tricked by me, do you know? The bullets in my gun have already been shot, haha, are you afraid? Are you taken aback?"

As he spoke, the smile that had just bloomed on the young man's face suddenly retracted, he took Xia Xue in his arms, took out a dagger and put it against her throat, and said through gritted teeth: "Do you know why I like men? Do you know why I like to kill? Because of you, because of you beautiful women, how ugly I look are? Make you hate me so much? Throw all the love letters I wrote to you in the garbage can, and humiliate me in front of the whole class? Why do you want to do this to me?"

As he spoke, the sharp dagger slowly moved to Xia Xue's pretty face, and he sighed and said: "Actually, as long as the surface skin is removed, each of us looks exactly the same, you know? This is the experience I got after uncovering the faces of dozens of beautiful women." ”

"BOSS, there are two swimming whistles outside that are not responding!"

The subordinate wearing a black blindfold hurriedly walked in front of the young man and reported in a low voice.

The movements of the young man's hand paused slightly, and then the dagger continued to gesture on Xia Xue's pretty face: "Here, after uncovering, it is the trigeminal nerve, here, after uncovering, it is the red cheek muscle, and here, it is your lower lip square muscle......"

"BOSS, the second line of defense has been broken through, and the other party is coming so fast!"

The subordinate with the black eye patch pressed the headset and listened for a while, and his face suddenly changed: "He's already outside the door, BOSS, let's get out of the way!"

"Really?"

The young man smiled.

The cold dagger gently swiped on Xia Xue's neck artery, he tilted his head, stared at the black blindfold subordinate in front of him, and said gloomily:

"What is it that makes you so nervous? Even from a distance of two meters, I seem to hear your heart fluttering? Let me guess, what is the relationship between this woman in my arms and you? Who do you want to protect? No? She is your relative? You two don't look alike. Oh, I see, she's your lover in Huaxia? hehe, your heart is beating faster......"

The youth is triumphant:

"So, did I guess right?

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