"Sir!"

Wood stopped across from his father, and in a hurry, he stepped on his bathrobe and nearly fell. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "The basement is full of miscellaneous items, and you still ...... Yes! ”

Roy was behind him and gave him a hard push.

Wood tumbled to the ground and knocked over the coffee table. His nose was bleeding, and his bathrobe was unraveling, revealing a muscular chest and shocking scratches.

There was still a broken red nail embedded in the open flesh, which had not been completely cleaned.

No wonder he's wearing a bathrobe and wrapped so tightly!

Father was speechless for a moment when he saw Roy pushing people, but the sound in the basement was more urgent. He lifted his foot and kicked open the basement door.

Roy ran behind him, only to see a woman in the dark, damp basement kicking weakly, with a knocked chair at her feet.

Teacher Angela?!

Father strode downstairs. Roy followed, suddenly feeling that something was not quite right behind him.

Wood stood behind them, light gun raised.

"Father!"

Roy yelled and flew to his father in front of him.

The pale blue beam of the electric light gun grazed her scalp and flew forward, and a few wisps of green silk fell silently.

Her father fell down the stairs by her. A round hole with neat edges was added to the basement wall, piercing the concrete wall dozens of centimeters back, and burning out a small section of moist black soil.

Wood immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Roy's defenseless back. The electric light gun emitted a high-pitched electromagnetic sound, and the pitch suddenly rose to the limit of what the human ear could accept, as if a panicked woman was standing in a smoke-filled opera house screaming.

Father rolled around Roy and hid in the shadows of the basement. In the next second, the beam of light shot out, penetrating the position where Roy's father and daughter had just left, and continued to move forward and kill Angela, who was still struggling.

"You guys come out for me!"

Wood shouted in a panic and ferocity, firing indiscriminately with an electric light gun. A deadly beam of light tore through the darkness of the basement.

However, as soon as the beam disappeared, the darkness closed again. Soon, the light of the electric light gun turned from green to red, which was about to run out of energy.

"I don't think you'll be able to come out!"

Wood shouted viciously and backed away to close the basement door, trying to lock it, only to find that the lock had been kicked by Roy's father.

He slammed the door viciously, and then there was a rumble outside, apparently looking for all sorts of heavy furniture to block the door.

Roy reached out and hugged his father tightly.

But in the midst of this invisible fingers, she wasn't sure if she was really hugging her father. It's not even sure if it's really her father who is standing next to her, or if it's an illusion created by her brain.

"Don't be afraid."

Father held Roy tightly in the crook of his arm.

But he just stood there. Just now he fell and rolled, his newsletter was broken, and the guards couldn't be contacted.

After a while, the noise outside stopped.

Roy's heart had just let go of it when he suddenly smelled oil.

The tutor's residence is equipped with a kitchen.

A whole barrel of cooking oil was poured in by Wood through the crack in the door, trickling down the stairs.

There are no windows in the basement. In case of fire......

Roy rushes to the stairs, only to be dragged back by his father.

"Don't move!" Father said steadily, as if he was confident.

Not to mention a weapon that could resist the electric light gun, he didn't even have a knife with him - what kind of weapon did he carry in his own house!

"You don't come out, do you? Then don't come out for the rest of your life! ”

Wood laughed nervously and nervously. Roy seemed to hear the lighter ignition and even saw the leaping orange flames.

"Ahh

It wasn't Roy and his father who screamed, it was Wood himself.

This was followed by a crackling bang.

Naturally, Roy and his father couldn't see it with their own eyes, only their ears dutifully transmitted the powerful sound of the fried meat with bamboo shoots to their brains.

Although he knew that it was Wood who was beaten, Roy still couldn't bear to look at it directly, ah no, he couldn't bear to listen directly.

Soon, Wood's screaming subsided. The sound of fists hitting flesh continued for a while, and finally stopped. Next, the furniture is dragged and the light is cast into the darkness.

Father narrowed his eyes and walked towards the door, helping Roy as he held Roy. That's when Roy realized that his feet were a little soft.

"Hello, Boss~"

Jerry saluted with a hippie smile at the door.

His father snorted, passed by him with an expressionless face, and suddenly turned around and gave him a shudder.

"Ahh

Jerry's screams drew a graceful arc like mortar shells, "Boss, why are you hitting me?" I just helped you fight, and there is no credit and hard work, and there is no hard work and fatigue. Oh my little liver, you're broken into pieces...... The relentless rain rained non-stop, drenching me...... Break my heart......"

That's a cry......

Roy wiped his sweat silently.

"Shut up."

The father cruelly refused to listen to Jerry's bloody and tearful accusations, "Say, where did you go?" I told you to come back, how can you be the wind in your ears? I know how to run crazy all day long. ”

Roy Mohan x2. What is the sense of déjà vu that taught his son a lesson......

Luckily, Jerry didn't hug her father's thigh and call for his father. He cheekily snorted, "Isn't there something else that is stumbling up?" ”

With that, he pouted at the piece of meat lying on the ground.

It really can only be described as a piece of meat.

Wood's slender and muscular figure was now slumping to the ground at a very distorted angle, devoid of beauty. That pretty face has always been one of the assets he is proud of, and at this moment, Roy has been looking for a long time before finally determining the position of his head.

The door was slammed open.

The guards who had been lying in ambush outside poured in, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw their father standing there safe and sound.

Father nodded with his gaze. "The others were called away by you?"

"Yes." Jerry replied. Although he still had a smile on his face, once it came to business, his attitude immediately became much more serious, "I'm going to Building No. 2 and Building No. 3." They can't reach you, and they don't dare to break in. ”

The father bowed his head and approved of his men's approach. Otherwise, when Wood fired indiscriminately with electric guns, the guards rushed in without knowing anything, and the casualties would probably not have been one or two people. "What's there?"

"It's about the same as here, actually. But ......," Jerry pursed his lips and pulled a memory card out of his pocket, "you better take a look." Well...... It's better to look at it alone. ”

What is there to carry his own soldiers?

The father gave Jerry a suspicious look, took the memory card, and inserted it. Enter the star brain terminal, and choose not to play it for the time being. "What about Buildings 2 and 3?"

"The people in Building 2 were scared to pee their pants. The people in Building 3 were stunned. People are under control. One of the guards replied.