Tiger, oh, it's this little man. He is not confident in his looks, but he is definitely confident in his skills. In a few fights with Yan Murong, he could feel that the other party had already used eighty percent of his strength, and he had only used fifty percent of his strength, if the two sides tried their best to fight, then, he believed, in less than five minutes, this kid would have nothing left to resist.

However, at this time, Ning Kun fired, and although the muzzle of the gun was pointed in the air, he still made a dodge action.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone guns.

As a professional killer, Tiger could hear by his ears alone, Ning Kun was holding a military CF98 semi-automatic pistol, this kind of pistol, at such a close distance, if it hit his head, even if he put a bulletproof hat on his head, it would be pierced.

Killers are also human beings, and killers will also die, so he quickly withdrew the moment Yan Murong pulled out, turned around and ran into the darkness.

"Bang bang bang-"

The trigger in Ning Kun's hand was snapped, the muzzle of the gun continued to flash with dazzling light, and the bullets hit the ground and splashed soil flowers.

Some people say that if Heaven closes a door, then it will definitely open a window for you.

Tiger's appearance was a joke played by the heavens, but to make up for him, this guy was really fast.

Seeing his running away posture, Yan Murong remembered the days when he was still in the mountains.

He fled with great speed, and on all fours, he ran wildly like an animal.

You know, animals run on all fours, and there is a reason, the most important thing is that people's knees are long backwards, and people are forward, which brings great difficulties to human beings running on all fours. However, this guy ran much faster than the bear that was chased by the hunter.

What the? You say that the bear is big and benzene and can't run fast? , it's all. You see the bear is big and bulky, but if this thing is put in the 100-meter field at the Olympics, it will be a question whether Bolt can outrun it.

"Bang bang bang-click-"

Ning Kun shot again and again, and when there was a sound of a firing pin hitting the air in the chamber of the gun, the gun ran out of bullets.

"Save it, the running figure is gone." Yan Murong walked up to Ning Kun's side, held his somewhat trembling hand, and took down the gun that had been emptied.

Yan Murong was a little regretful, just let him run away, it would definitely be very troublesome in the future, but it was not that he didn't want to chase, but that the guy's speed was too fast to catch up. Well, even if he catches up, Yan Murong is not sure to kill him.

Zheng Wuming, where did you find this group of perverts? Yan Murong thought to herself.

"Who, come out?" Yan Murong had just returned the empty gun to Ning Kun when suddenly a gust of wind came from behind him, and when he turned around sharply, he saw a huge black shadow flying in mid-air in the direction where they were standing. Ning Kun also raised the gun, although the gun was out of bullets, but there was a piece of iron in his hand, and he could strengthen his courage - although this piece of iron was too short for a burning stick now.

Yan Murong didn't hide, he could see that the place where the black shadow fell was about a meter in front of him, and he let the black shadow fall to the ground as if it was falling freely, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Bang!"

The black shadow landed, and Yan Murong and Ning Kun were surprised. This freefall was not an animal, nor a stone, but a small man who had fled before.

At this time, this guy who made Yan Murong unsure of killing was simply miserable - no, it can't be described as miserable, it was simply miserable that had not been encountered in a thousand years.

Originally, it was tragic enough, but now, the whole person was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, with his legs twisted in a strange posture, and Yan Murong found that this guy's knees were really growing to the back now-of course, this was not born with him, but was broken by someone. Especially the ground beneath him was gradually dyed inky. It was blood, blood coming out of his legs.

Anyone else?

Yan Murong was shocked, if it wasn't for this guy suddenly smashing over, even he wouldn't have noticed that there was still a person hiding in this relatively empty place?

Who is it? Friend or foe?

However, the autumn wind was mixed with the sound of drizzle, and there was no abnormal sound, and there was no figure within a radius of twenty meters, as if this guy had flown over by himself.

"W-what's going on?" Ning Kun took a few steps back in surprise before pointing to the small man who was already unconscious on the ground and asked, the smell of blood coming from the air made his stomach a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know." Yan Murong squatted down and touched his pulse, and sure enough, he just fainted. "Looks like someone is helping us."

He was sure that this person was definitely not the one he knew, Yang Duo and Little Snake had been secretly protecting him, but when he came out of the club, he had already asked them to protect Su Qingwu and Guo Ya'an - and even if Yang Duo and Little Snake were there, this guy would not be able to look like this, even if he couldn't beat him, his strange and perverted ~ running speed was more than enough to escape for his life.

"So what do we do?" Soon, Ning Kun also calmed down, looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"What to do? Of course, each went back to his own home and looked for his own mother. ”

"Huh? And what about him? Whatever? Ning Kun asked in surprise.

"I know you're still asking." Yan Murong said angrily, picked up the little man like a chicken, and said. "Go check and see if your car can still drive."

Ning Kun responded, quickly threw it in front of the Mercedes-Benz that had been knocked away from the front of the car, pulled the car door, pulled out all the airbags inside, and then sat in the driver's seat and started to light, Yan Murong also found a rope from the trunk, and tied the little man's intact hands into seventeen or eighteen dead knots.

"How?" Yan Murong walked back to the car and asked.

"No, I don't know what's wrong, I can't catch fire." Ning Kun shook his head helplessly. "No matter how awesome the car is, if you hit it like this, there will be more or less problems. The nearest highway is twenty minutes away, but the problem is that there are few cars in this place, even if we can stop the car, we still have a person, it is not convenient, it seems that we have to wait here for a night, and when it is dawn, there will be cars on the road. ”

"Call someone to deal with it." Yan Murong said.

"I want to, too." Ning Kun threw the phone to Yan Murong and said with a wry smile. "I didn't think that Yanjing still has places that can't be covered by mobile phone signals."

Yan Murong took the phone and looked at it, and sure enough, it prompted that only emergency calls could be made. Emergency calls? 110？ Are you kidding.

Yan Murong returned the phone to Ning Kun, took out his own phone again, and then grinned.

"What is an apple? Thousands, right? It's still no signal at this point. Yan Murong held up his mobile phone with a smug expression. Take a look at our antique goods, with a two-box signal. ”