There was a chaotic battle, and bullets flew everywhere. The kidnappers' infighting and the intervention of the killers led to the death of a group of minions for unknown reasons.

Just when Shi Xuanxuan was trading with Liu Daqiang, Fusu and the others had already confirmed that there was only Lin Ran in the kidnapper's car, so they immediately scattered to find Sang Xia's traces.

We must find Sanxia as soon as possible! Fusu's heart beat wildly again, and a lingering sense of unease enveloped him tightly.

Along the way, all day long, he was suppressing his violent spiritual power. The aura was already chaotic, and if it weren't for the spiritual power being included in the realm of the divine soul for cultivation, I am afraid it would have been impossible to suppress it long ago.

In the blink of an eye, Fusu flashed to the top of a mountain.

The map shows that this is a relatively high place, called Jindou Mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, the night is endless. Towns and highways in the distance, sparse roadside houses, faint lights...

Fu Su closed his eyes, and his spiritual power continued to overflow from his forehead, turning into hundreds of millions of golden light leaves and quickly drifting away.

He listened intently, the sound of people talking within a radius of 100 miles, the roar of cars, the sound of stir-frying in the market, the TV series that every household was watching, the barking of dogs, the whimpering of insects, birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, and even the sound of electric current beating and running water with poor contact of tungsten filaments of street lamps...

All the voices poured out like a torrent and drilled into his ears one by one.

He was alone on the top of the mountain, listening carefully and discerning, and in the middle of these sounds were the voices of countless people. There is swearing, reproach, rejoicing, excitement, rejoicing...

At the same time as Fusu and his entourage arrived, the two people guarding the door of the dilapidated house were smoking.

Ali stared at his phone from time to time, and after dusting off the cigarette butt, he smiled and patted the head of the shortest of the people, and said, "Dumb, you are really particular, you don't smoke cigarettes, why are you afraid that your buddy will drug you." Haha..."

The six sons on the side also laughed kindly, but the next moment his smile froze.

Liuzi lowered his head with a painful and distorted face, and saw a cold light draw from his chest. A dagger glowed with a cold, deadly aura in the dim light.

Ali was startled, looking at him with fearful eyes, "Dumb, dumb, what are you doing." ”

It was too late, the short man squinted, and the short blade in his hand dripped with the blood of the six sons and stabbed at Alimianmen.

The reason why Liu Daqiang left Ali to guard the important hostage 'Lin Ran' was because Ali was also a person who had practiced.

After quickly dodging, Ali also took out a dagger from his coat and held it upside down in his hand to confront the mute.

The mute stared at him coldly, the two of them held a sharp blade in their hands, Ali was behind the door, on the left was the wall in front of the wall, and the mute was blocked in the only exit, so that he had no way to escape.

This can only be fought hard. Thinking of this, Ali screamed and raised his hand to stab wildly. After the mute flashed, he flew up and kicked Ali in the chest. He slammed the door so hard that the rotten door shattered without a single blow. After falling into the house, Ali quickly got up from the ground and rubbed his chest with grinned teeth.

Sanxia looked at the man who didn't wear a black hood in surprise, she knew that these were kidnappers, although she didn't wear a hood, but she knew the clothes on Ali's body.

Before they could react to what was going on, the two men who crashed into the house fought each other with sharp blades.

Dumb is not dumb, but a real professional killer. It's a shame that Ali has learned martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make moves under the opponent at all.

The mute also knew that this man had two hits, and he did not underestimate the enemy. With a 'bang', Ali was kicked by a bow leg again.

Ali slammed into the table in the room, and as the table shattered, the dumb leg swept and kicked the dagger in his hand away, and the 'Bang Dang' landed right in front of Sanxia.

After Ali lost his weapon, the dumb man stabbed it with one hand, and Ali hurriedly picked up the broken wood at hand to block it. When the dumb man saw the short blade digging into the wood, he pressed down hard with both hands.

Seeing that the tip of the blade was about to pierce himself through the wood, Ali hurriedly rolled to the side. Pick up the only chair and continue to fight with the mute.

Sanxia struggled to hook the dagger behind him with his foot, and his bound hands grabbed the dagger and cut it back and forth in reverse.

Be sure to cut the rope before they win or lose, otherwise you will definitely die next. Thinking so, Sang Xia didn't care about the pain of the dagger cutting his hand, and the blood kept dripping on the rope...

Ran'er, what should Ran'er do, where did they take Ran'er? Fusu, where are you? She was worried in her heart that Lin Ran's subordinates kept moving.

"Ahh

The mute pulled the short blade from Ali's chest and squinted at Sanxia, only to pounce on him when he stabbed it out again.

The dumb man turned his head to see the girl rolling to the side with a dagger in her hand, panting against the corner, and a strange and disdainful smile appeared on his face. Standing up, like a lone wolf looking at a weak rabbit, his eyes were cold, and he walked towards his prey step by step.

Raising her hand, stabbing directly, Sanxia stared at his movements, and at this moment, she ducked down and quickly ran out of the door.

The mute chased after her in three or two steps, grabbed her and threw her to the ground. He was not in a hurry to kill her immediately, and slowly tortured and tortured him, so that he could have an indescribable pleasure.

When Sang Xia was thrown to the ground, he only felt a pain in his back, and a warm current seemed to flow out of his body.

Enduring the pain, she got up and barely stood up. She didn't have time to look behind her to see what was going on, her eyes stared straight at the terrible man in front of her.

The dumb laughed and said something, Sangsha couldn't understand the meaning of this Thai phrase: I like women who can struggle the most.

Sang Xia watched the short-looking killer lick the blood from the blade, and a wave of fear and nausea came over him.

She glanced at the door behind him, holding a dagger in one hand and pointing behind him.

He is not dumb, he can speak, but because he does not speak Chinese well, he can only pretend to be dumb.

What he didn't expect was that such a weak girl would have such a strong desire to survive in the face of herself, and she deceived herself with such a low-level method!

When Sangxia pointed behind him, he subconsciously glanced behind him.

At the same time, Sanxia picked up the leg of the chair and smashed it at his head with all her might. With this sudden blow, he tilted his body. Taking advantage of the killer's momentary distraction, Sangsha quickly jumped out of his side.

Running away from the door, she ran lifelessly, running out with all the strength of her life.

If she wants to survive, she still has to save Dye'er...

She still has to wait for Fusu to come home, and he promised to bring her something delicious when he returns. She also wants to be his bride, and she also wants to wear a wedding dress beautifully like Sister Xuanxuan...

She has a lot of things she wants to do but doesn't do...

However, it is impossible for a rabbit to outrun a wolf after all.

This time, the killer didn't give her any chance to struggle, and less than two meters out of the door, the short blade slashed through the vast night and stabbed deep into Sanxia's back.

'Knock' heartbeat a little, 'Knock' beat again...

She didn't even feel the pain anymore, and when the blade was drawn from her back, she felt all the warmth coming out of the bloody hole.

The rest, only cold.

Fusu...

The dark world fell before her eyes.

The night was very deep, and the wind was so cool. Only blood, only blood is hot ...

There was no more possibility, her body was gradually losing consciousness, and she slammed into the ground like a broken sack that had been dropped.

Don't have the strength? Can't run?

No, I want to live, I want to go home!

She crawled on the ground with the remnants of her will, like a stunned little earth dog, desperate and persistent, crawling forward, even in the direction of the front...

Blood kept pouring from all over her body, and she struggled to crawl.

Mom...

Fusu...