The sound of crackling typing sounded in the room, Qin Yang stuck the pistol in his waist, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, and with both hands, his body suddenly rose silently.

Qin Yang tilted his face slightly, quietly revealing a line of his eyes, and quietly observed the room.

This is a typical farmhouse yard, the middle room is lit, the door is hidden, and the voice Qin Yang heard came from this room.

Qin Yang listened attentively, but he didn't hear any other movement in the room, and he didn't know if it was no one, or if he had been killed by the "stinger".

Let's hope it's the former.

The sound of typing continued one after another, and the room was quiet, and the "stinger" did not speak again, probably waiting next to Bai Hao, monitoring his "work".

Qin Yang observed for dozens of seconds, and determined that the other party didn't seem to be ready to leave the room for a short time, and his hands were used again, and his body suddenly climbed the wall easily, and then his body hung down on the wall, clasping the top of the wall with both hands, so that his body fell to the ground silently.

Qin Yang landed on his feet, and then moved his feet and slowly walked towards the room with the lights on, which was not far away, Qin Yang walked for a minute or two.

Qin Yang didn't dare to approach the door rashly, the thin wooden door couldn't stop the bullets, if the other party noticed something strange and shot directly at the door, he might not be able to dodge, and Bai Hao was still inside, he could be shot or taken as a hostage at any time.

Qin Yang glanced left and right, then hid behind a pile of debris, then picked up a piece of crumble and flicked his fingers.

The lump of earth burst through the air, smashing directly into the locked wooden door in the courtyard, making a crisp thud.

It wasn't loud, but it was clear in the silence of the night.

Originally, the typing sound in the room stopped all of a sudden, and then Qin Yang heard the sound of someone getting up from a chair, a slight footstep sounded, and someone moved towards the door.

"Smack!"

The lights in the house were turned off at once, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The door was gently pushed open a crack, Qin Yang obviously felt that someone was looking outside at the door, Qin Yang didn't move, still squatting quietly behind the sundries, waiting quietly.

He believed that out of vigilance, the other party would definitely come out to check, and it was impossible to just hide in the house and not come out.

Sure enough, after about two minutes, the door of the room, which had only a gap, was opened, and a figure quietly walked out, his hands holding a pistol, the muzzle of which was pointed in the direction of the doorway, ready to shoot.

The direction Qin Yang chose was behind the man's back, he also had a pistol in his hand, if he shot now, there was a chance that the other party would be killed by Qin Yang's sneak attack.

Qin Yang didn't shoot, since the other party came out, then Qin Yang naturally wanted to catch it alive!

Qin Yang's right finger flicked silently, and another small lump of broken soil flew out directly and landed on the ground in the other direction.

The man's reaction was super fast, and the muzzle of his gun had already turned around when the sound just came out, but the next second he noticed that something was wrong and turned around directly.

The moment Qin Yang turned the muzzle of his gun, his hands had already suddenly exerted force, and a pile of debris in front of him suddenly flew up, all of which smashed towards the man.

Although the man had already sensed that something was wrong, as soon as he turned his head, he found that a large number of things had been smashed over, and there were even hundreds of catties of wooden farm tools mixed with them!

The man didn't bother to shoot, and rolled on one side, dodging the debris that fell from the sky.

Qin Yang's figure rushed over like a ghost with the heavy wooden farm tools, and when the man was just about to get up, he had already rushed in front of the other party.

The man's reaction was also super fast, his arm shrank, the pistol had turned sharply, and then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Qin Yang was shocked, this guy reacted so quickly!

Fortunately, when Qin Yang rushed up, he was on guard against the opponent's pistol, and when he saw the opponent's movements, he had already moved to the side, and then grabbed it with his right hand.

"Woohoo!"

The muffler pistol continued to shoot bullets, but all of them flew past Qin Yang's body, and when he wanted to adjust the direction of the muzzle, Qin Yang's hand had already reached over and grabbed his wrist.

The man only felt that there was a sudden iron hoop on his wrist, and the other party's hand seemed to be an iron plier, clamping his own hand, as if his wrist was about to break.

He shot up with a fierce knee on his left leg, but was blocked by Qin Yang lightly, and the man's left hand swept over the raised left leg, and there was already an extra dagger in his hand.

With a flash of black light, the dagger slashed towards Qin Yang's neck, and the whole movement was smooth, vicious and vicious, and extremely fast.

Qin Yang's right hand stretched out and grabbed his left wrist, and the dagger suddenly couldn't be stabbed anymore.

Qin Yang took a step back, his hands suddenly exerted force, his waist was forced, his hands slammed, and then let go, and the man suddenly flew out like a cannonball, slamming into the wall.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, the man snapped back and slammed into the ground again.

As soon as he struggled to raise his head, he saw that Qin Yang had already arrived beside him, kicked it over, and kicked it directly in his face.

The kick was quite heavy, and the man's face suddenly turned in the other direction, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out directly, including many white teeth.

Qin Yang's feet hit the ground, and then stomped on his palm fiercely, he screamed, and the gun that had been clutching tightly in his hand suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.

Qin Yang kicked the pistol away, then grabbed his clothes, lifted him up like a dead dog, and slammed it against the wall again.

The man was completely injured at this moment, and he couldn't get up anymore, lying on the ground panting violently, his face was covered with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Qin Yang took a few steps back, pulled out the pistol on his waist, and shouted in a deep voice: "Bai Hao! ”

The door opened, and the barefoot Bai Hao appeared at the door, and asked in surprise, "Are you here to save me?" ”

Qin Yang snorted: "Turn on the lights!" ”

Bai Hao hurriedly turned on the lights in the house, the lights turned on, and the black room suddenly lit up.

"Does he have any comrades?"

Bai Hao shook his head: "No, he's alone." ”

Qin Yang asked, "What about the owner of this house?" ”

Bai Hao pointed to the room: "A husband and wife, both inside, were knocked unconscious......"

Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Just stunned?" ”

Bai Hao nodded: "Well, he said that he was going to keep it as a hostage." ”

Qin Yang walked to the door and glanced inside, a couple of men and women in their forties were lying in the corner, unconscious.

Qin Yang held down the headset and said softly: "The rescue is successful, the kidnapper has been captured......"