Chapter 7 Family Traditions
Song Qian sneered in his heart, pretended to be afraid, pointed to the dormitory not far away, and said, "Don't you want our Song family's baby, come with me!" ”
As he spoke, he walked towards the dormitory, as long as he entered the dormitory, his actions would inevitably cause an uproar, and this person might throw a bogey, so he might create an opportunity to escape.
It's a pity that how could this killer be fooled? He sneered and said, "When I'm a fool, whose cheats will be put in the dormitory, hurry up and follow me home to find it!" ”
In this way, Song Qian had just returned to school and was pressed back home, but Song Qian did not reveal that he had a Bugatti Veyron, but beat it back, and the killer did not expect Song Qian to keep a hand.
But even if he knew, it was useless, he couldn't change money, at most he could only scrap the car, which made Song Qian lose a lot of money.
When he returned home again, Song Qian was taken aback, the house was still empty when he left, and when he came back, there were several more corpses, the sofa in the living room was hit into a hornet's nest by bullets, and the titanium alloy tea tray was almost beaten into a sand table and thrown aside.
Those corpses were dressed in the same costume as the killer who held them hostage, and it seemed that they were the same gang, but it was strange why several people had killed them, and even the corpses were left here and not cleaned up.
These corpses seem to have been killed with one shot, and I don't know who did it, when did the Song family have such a powerful helper?
Song Qian frowned and thought, "Could it be Shangguan Long?" It shouldn't be possible, he's already gone, there's no reason to come back, and his strength hasn't reached this level. ”
Song Qian remembered that when he first entered the door, he saw the car parked at the door with an off-road vehicle, and his heart suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he thought of a possibility, a long-lost sassy and heroic figure appeared in his mind.
The person who appeared in my mind was naturally Shangguan Long's sister, his daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door - Shangguan Yu.
It's just that Song Qian doesn't understand, how could Shangguan Yu appear in her own house and have such a fierce battle with people, where is she now?
Song Qian's mood fluctuated, it was on this day that so many things happened at home, his parents disappeared mysteriously, the maid disappeared either or disappeared, and he almost died twice, and finally returned to the starting point of fate.
Just when Song Qian was thinking nonsense, the killer shouted: "Hurry up, boy, don't grind, I'll shoot you if you don't look for anything!" After that, a shot was pointed at the back of Song Qian's head, which didn't seem to be joking.
The killer was obviously in a hurry, he returned to the Meisha villa area from Haicheng University for a round trip, the time of midnight had passed, and Song Qian actually stood still in the hall and sighed, he wanted to tear Song Qian to pieces.
At the critical moment of life and death, Song Qian tried his best to calm down, took a few deep breaths, and slowly accumulated strength in the muscles of his whole body, and unconsciously used the physical fitness technique he had practiced since childhood, and soon entered a peaceful state of mind.
The killer didn't know any of this, and instead his eyes were glancing around, and he was wary of someone who suddenly rushed out.
After all, there had just been a shootout here, although it was all silenced, and this villa was relatively far away from other villas, so it was less likely to be heard, but the killer's vigilance made him feel inexplicably a little uneasy.
Why did he force Song Qian to ask for something in such a hurry, what he was afraid of was sudden changes, and Song Qian's own threat was ignored.
Song Qian had no choice but to lead the killer to his room, and when he was about to step into the door, his heart immediately beat violently, and Song Qian knew that the time to decide his life and death had come.
At this time, it was almost late at night, after Song Qian entered the house, he turned on the switch, and when the lights were on, there was a strong stimulation to people's eyes, and for a moment, the eyes of both of them subconsciously narrowed.
"This is the moment!"
Song Qian's right hand touched the back of the door, and accurately touched a fork hidden behind the door, and then turned sideways sharply backwards, and all the power of his body was gathered on his right arm, stabbing like lightning.
With a "poof", the killer's neck was pierced by Song Qian from front to back, and the three sharp long spurs of the fork completely punctured the killer's cervical vertebrae and the arteries on both sides, and the huge momentum made the killer's whole person fall backwards.
"Bang", the killer subconsciously fired a shot before he died, and the bullet grazed Song Qian's ears with a whistling sound, scaring Song Qian out of a cold sweat.
"You ......" The killer stared at Song Qian with his eyes bulging, with deep remorse and unwillingness.
Song Qian subconsciously retreated sideways, leaning against the door, only then did he feel his heart beating violently, almost jumping out of his chest, and both ears were buzzing, which was a sign of extreme congestion.
After taking a few sharp breaths, Song Qian felt a strong fear, if there was any mistake in his calculation just now, the person lying on the ground would be himself.
Song Qian looked at the weapon that was still stuck in the murderer's neck, and a feeling of happiness arose in his heart.
It was a birthday present from my father when I was a child - a small steel fork with a simple style.
The structure of this small steel fork is quite complicated, about two feet long, with three pointed ends like a shuttle gun, and the strange thing is that these three heads can be combined to become a sharp short gun or a sharp shovel.
Although I don't understand why my father would give him such a gift, but Song Qian likes it very much, and has been hiding behind the door and hanging it, but I didn't expect it to finally play a role today, and now it seems that maybe my father has long expected that he will be useful.
After taking a few breaths, Song Qian took a step forward and pulled out his steel fork, and blood shot out like a long arrow, splashing the defenseless Song Qian all over his body.
The first time he killed someone, the depression and fear in his chest condensed, and the potential had just exploded, Song Qian couldn't support it anymore, and the whole person sat on the ground as if he had collapsed.
However, there is no rest at this time, and if you let it rest like this, you will not be able to recover for a day.
Song Qian also wanted to find more clues to save his parents.
Struggling to stand up, Song Qian slowly made a weird move that was somewhat similar to gymnastics, and it didn't take long for a hot current to occur from his body, giving Song Qian more physical strength, changing his posture and doing another movement.
After the second action, Song Qian felt that he had recovered a little more physical strength, and then followed the third action......
After one action after another, Song Qian recovered more and more physical strength, forming a virtuous circle, when a set of seven movements was completed, Song Qian felt that his physical strength had recovered at least four or five points.