"Wait a minute!" Just when the bald head was about to kill Wu Can first and then find a chance, Wu Can spoke with difficulty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I have a solution that you can all accept, let's not be impulsive yet!" The threat of death made Wu Can's brain run wildly.

"What's the solution, if you can't say a solution that I can accept in thirty seconds, I'll kill you!" Hearing Wu Can's words, the bald head temporarily gave up his plan to die together, after all, if he killed Wu Can, he would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of a policeman with a gun in his hand at this distance.

"Ahem!" Wu Can coughed twice, and said quickly: "You ask her to throw the gun in the back, so that he can't see where the gun was thrown, and then you let go of me and run for your life, there is time for her to find the gun, you can definitely run away under the cover of the night, but if you still want to kill me, even if you die, I will struggle desperately to give her a chance to find the gun." Then she will definitely not let you go when she finds the gun, and I believe that such an outcome can be accepted by all three of us. ”

Listening to Wu Can's words, Leng Bingbing and his bald head couldn't help but think.

Leng Bingbing believed that as long as the bald head let go of the hostage, he would definitely find the snatch before the bald head escaped from his shooting range, and then kill him.

And the bald head thought that as long as he threw down the gun coldly, he would definitely pounce, kill the policewoman first, and then slowly clean them up, and at that time, everything was back under his control.

Moreover, even if she is an armed policeman, she is also a girl, she is a good man who broke out of the knife, and what she does is a desperate business. What's more, he still has a knife in his hand.

"I agree to this offer!" Leng Bingbing spoke, this is also a helpless way, after all, she doesn't want Wu Can to become a cold corpse after she kills the bald head.

"Okay, then I'll count to three, you throw away the gun!" The bald head also agreed to this decision, as it was his only chance. As long as the two people are killed, there is still a great chance that they will escape the punishment of the law without witnesses.

'Three'

'Two'

'One'

After counting three, she threw the gun coldly to a place about ten meters behind her, and then took two steps back, as long as the bald head dared to hurt the hostage, then she would take advantage of the distance and get the gun again. Because, where the gun was dropped, even if she didn't look at it, she could feel it.

And the bald head pushed Wu Can towards Leng Bingbing, and then he shouted, carrying a sharp knife, and rushed towards Leng Bingbing.

Leng Bingbing never thought that the bald head was doing this kind of plan, and this time, her plan was disrupted again. In desperation, he had no choice but to push Wu Can aside, and then rushed forward with his bald head with his body tortured by his aunt.

Wu Can was pushed to the ground by Leng Bingbing, he touched his neck, fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the artery was not cut, he sat on the ground, kicked the ground with his legs and took a few steps back, constantly praying in his heart that Leng Bingbing could defeat the bald head.

Now, the biggest threat to Leng Bing is the sharp knife in the bald head's hand.

It is worthy of the hard-trained armed police, and with just one face, Leng Bingbing used the special technique in the army to shoot down the knife in the bald hand.

However, the unrestrained movements caused her to be involved in her abdomen, and a sharp pain came, which made her movements deformed.

The bald head is also a person who has been licking blood from the knife for a long time, and when he saw the cold flaw, he hit Leng Bing in the chest with a heavy punch.

Wu Can, who was watching from the sidelines, secretly said 'Oops'. I saw that Leng Bingbing was knocked back a few steps, and one of them was unsteady on his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Leng Bingbing now hates the eldest aunt who tortured her, and she feels that this level is not so easy today.

glanced at Wu Can, who was pale and bleeding from his neck, and said coldly and loudly: "You go first, the people from the police station are coming soon, hurry up and bring them over to help me." ”

A distraction, the bald head pounced again. A heavy punch hit the cold abdomen.

When fighting for life and death, ordinary people will not pity the jade, let alone this murderous outlaw.

lost momentum in one move, and Leng Bingbing was passive everywhere, not to mention that her vital point was now beaten twice, not to mention the eldest aunt who was torturing her like a fat.

The two fought back and forth, but because of the eldest aunt, the cold movements were greatly out of shape, even if she had exquisite moves and hard-trained physical fitness, she was becoming more and more unable to beat the bald head.

Because, because of his physique, the bald head is already a little stronger. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol and fear, the body is as if it is not itself, and it does not feel pain at all in the fight, and the combat effectiveness has risen to a higher level.

Even if Leng Bingbing finally found some opportunities to hit his nose, lower abdomen and armpits with his fists, he could roar and hit Leng Bing's body with heavier fists as if he was fine.

Leng Bingbing now feels like he is fighting with a brute bull, and he is also a brute bull who does not know pain at all and has infinite strength.

His fists seemed to tickle him, and his attacks made him miserable every time.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be beaten to death by the bald head, and at that time, I am afraid that the object of his protection, Wu Can, will also lose his life.

After figuring out this, even if he was punched again, Leng Bingbing shouted at Wu Can, who was scared stupidly: "Go, if you don't leave, we will die together!" ”

It wasn't until he heard Leng Bingbing's words and looked at the blood spurting out of Leng Bingbing's mouth that Wu Can reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream, screaming strangely, and running towards the distance with a roll.

Watching Wu Can's back disappear into the night, Leng Bingbing had been knocked to the ground by his bald head.

He sighed silently, coldly shielded his head with both hands, and let the bald casserole-like fist rain down on him.

This is already her dying struggle.

Looking at the place where Wu Can's back disappeared, Leng Bingbing remembered how similar the little boy who grew up with his childhood sweetheart when he was eight years old when he was bullied by several bad boys who were four years older than him, and how similar it is to Wu Can now.

And I also understood at that time that if I want not to be bullied, it is only true that I am strong. Relying on the protection of others, others will run.

Two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, Leng Bingbing was desperate now, if it weren't for her aunt coming these days, she believed that in just two minutes, she would be able to subdue this bald head with brute strength.

I only hope that my old father will not be too sad when he learns the news of his death.

My daughter is not filial and can't repay your old man's kindness.

The bald head was red-eyed, riding on the cold body, punching and punching her body, head, face and arms.

The bridge of his nose was accidentally broken by this policewoman just now, if he hadn't gone crazy today, I'm afraid that the severe pain would have made him lose his ability to resist.

But now, under the stimulation of alcohol, the bald head who doesn't feel any pain is even more ferocious.

The dripping blood kept dripping on Leng Bing's body, staining Leng Bing like a bloody person.

Watching this beautiful woman gradually lose the color of life under her iron fist, there is a tyrannical pleasure in the bald head.

Leaving the enemy a chance to breathe, the bald head will not do it, what he will do is to kill the enemy and then cut off his head, because, mixed with the underworld, he has seen too many examples of people showing weakness first, and then taking the opportunity to kill strong opponents.

So, he decided that unless he smashed the head of the policewoman in front of him into a ball of flesh, he would not stop anyway.

For a long time, when his own fists were opened, the policewoman had not yet breathed, and her hands were still tightly protecting her head.

Only then did the bald head look at the stone next to him.

He smirked, stopped, let go of the coldness that had begun to blur his consciousness, grabbed a fist-sized stone from the ground, lifted the stone high, pointed the sharp corners of the stone to the cold, and then licked his lips, and was about to smash the stone down.

He could already imagine the beautiful scene of this beautiful woman's brain bursting when the stone in his hand fell.