Zhao Leng stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of soil at his feet, turned his head to look at the tin house in the distance, and calculated everything in his heart, as long as this idiot didn't plan to call someone, he would cook one by himself, and there would be a glimmer of life. She took a deep breath and stared intently at the gangster in front of her, life and death were on the line.

Seeing the man approaching, Zhao Leng no longer hesitated, turned over and pumped, the whole person was like a carp with solid skin, and suddenly popped out of a pile of waste, obviously out of the gangster's expectations, and attacked him by surprise.

Zhao Leng knew that he had succeeded, so he sprinkled the dust in his hand with his backhand, poured a semi-circular arc of dust, and sprinkled it straight into the eyes of the gangsters.

"Okay." Zhao Leng quickly attacked, no longer slack, his legs drilled into the gangster's shoulders, the whole person sat on the gangster's shoulders, gasped, she rubbed her hands, and was about to exert force, when she suddenly heard a sharp whistle.

"Oops!" Zhao Leng knew that something was wrong, he was still a bad move, and this gangster was actually ready to inform his accomplices.

"Let's go first." Zhao Leng made a decision immediately, and he didn't even have time to unravel the true appearance of the gangster, so he turned around and ran away.

She caught a glimpse of a few black-clothed men coming out of the hut, looking like the driver, chasing them from all directions.

Of course, Zhao Leng knew that no matter how powerful he was, four or five armed men would still be able to govern himself. She gasped and ran straight down the lower terrain without looking back.

According to common sense, although this is a suburb, Lincheng is a big city near the river. Although Zhao Leng didn't know where the driver had taken him, in general, he would not be too far from the riverbank, especially this kind of abandoned garbage place.

She went all the way down the lowlands, picking some winding paths, and soon saw a dense forest, which was lush and green, and the contrast with the garbage mountain she had just seen was very strong.

She took a deep breath and plunged headlong into the woods.

Although he didn't look back to confirm, Zhao Leng could almost hear the gasp in his ears. Although for some reason, the few people behind him tacitly agreed not to say a word, perhaps to hide their identities or to preserve their physical strength, but Zhao Leng had a strange feeling.

They just chased, did not outflank, did not call people, and did not mean to drive.

It's like rushing over on instinct.

But Zhao Leng didn't have time to think about it at the moment, she curled up into a wet rock wall. Zhao Leng visually observed that only those who were so slender came in, and the few behind him were not necessarily.

She stepped into the crevice of the rock, rubbing her body, and it was easy for her to burrow into the crevice along the slippery rock. Zhao Leng breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how fat he was, he wouldn't be able to get in. She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and finally was able to rest for a while, who knew that when she took a step forward, her whole leg would "bang" and step into the half-human-high water.

Zhao Leng felt that the water temperature was a little cold, and twisted her head to pass under the rocks, and she noticed that this was a small stream at the foot of the mountain, and the stream was clear and even a little cold.

"Huh...... "But fortunately, Zhao Leng finally put down a big stone in her heart, she looked up and looked around, except for the narrow rock gap, surrounded by thick shrubs and arbors, there are no tools, ordinary people think that they are progressive, and those few - gangsters, Zhao Leng squinted and glanced over, they chased very tightly, one by one like crazy vicious dogs, biting tightly, this time of work, has reached the periphery of the rock, a pair of double hair

His eyes were red, and the brim of his hat was almost red.

It's weird.

Zhao Leng had a voice in his heart, who are these people? Why did they kidnap themselves? Kill somebody to do away with a witness? Or destroy the evidence? But...... Zhao Leng pondered carefully, and felt more and more that there was something in this, and he just couldn't figure it out.

After all, he actually didn't have any useful evidence, and if he really wanted to destroy the corpse, it would be too troublesome, and the risk was too high, after all, this was also a collision with the muzzle, even if he wanted to destroy the evidence, but Zhao Leng didn't know when and what evidence he had.

What puzzled her the most was, why did Director Ma know about this matter?

She pondered carefully, and always felt that things were not as simple as she seemed on the surface, but she would not be able to figure it out for a while. And while she was pondering, the appearance of these people by the rock made Zhao Leng feel new worries and confusions.

Zhao Leng first heard a low roar.

The roar was less like an angry or embarrassed complaint, but like a beast. This voice Zhao Leng was not familiar, but it was not unfamiliar, she always felt that she had heard such a voice in her head - or in the movie, she couldn't tell it for a while, but she did see such a daunting picture.

Several of the men trapped outside the stone wall grew irritable, and one lifted the brim of his hat that was pressed low. This is the first time that Zhao Leng understands that the hidden function of the hat in addition to covering his face - those bloodshot eyes are not an exaggerated description, at least in Zhao Leng's opinion, this is appropriate.

The person who took off his hat had a dirty face, the color of "human" gradually faded, and the pupils oozed viscous blood little by little, slowly overflowing along the edge of the eye socket.

Zhao Leng has seen strong winds and waves, but it is indeed rare to carve a knife on his face like this. She was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder trembled at the same time, but she still pressed her restless heart and watched carefully.

The man's face began to be stained with purple-brown blood, which was undoubtedly revealed little by little from the originally smooth skin, and the guy in his hand was abandoned on the ground by him, his eyes were no longer focused, his pupils were dilated, and he looked at Zhao Leng for the last time, and his eyes were full of pride and madness.

Zhao Leng knew that they couldn't get by, so he had the courage to ask, "Who are you?" What is the purpose? ”

There was no answer.

But Zhao Leng heard a few voices that were swallowed in his throat, at first it was a little like language, but then, these voices changed. Zhao Leng really couldn't imagine how to describe the good of these sounds, and if he had to say it, it was a bit like blowing soapy water with a straw.

Why is such a metaphor used. Zhao Leng's eyes widened, just because she had indeed seen a similar scene at that time - the first person to take off his hat stretched out two hands - five thick fingers on each hand, which were stained with mud and dirty water, and there were a total of ten fingers on each hand, but each one was not too sharp, and on the throat, the left and right places of the Adam's apple began to scratch.

At first, he just grabbed a burgundy trace along his neck, followed by the man's fingers faster and faster, and the force became more and more ruthless, and he couldn't control it when he got into his hand, and his whole face was red, with the appearance of green tendons and purple, his face was still rising, like a big ball of meat that had been blown.

Zhao Leng felt worried when he saw it, this man scratched his body all over again: the first time he scratched the flesh and blood of the belt, the second time he tore open the skin, and the ends of the blood vessels stretched out densely; The third time was even more weird, Zhao Leng saw with his own eyes that the man grabbed a "companion" beside him.

Zhao Leng didn't dare to speak again, this man completely suppressed her.

Not to mention what to ask again.

These things, not people. She swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and suddenly had such a feeling, this kind of fear behind the hair, which has indeed only been felt in movies.

Zhao Leng held his head, his eyes narrowed, squatted in the green pool that overflowed his face, and glanced at the man from the afterglow - although the eyes of this thing had been split into five pieces, and his sight was estimated to have been gnawed by a dog, but as soon as the bleeding pupils turned to him, Zhao Leng's legs could no longer stand upright.

And the man didn't let himself go. The reason why he is still called "man" is also the bottom line for Zhao Leng to maintain his mind in the end and not go completely crazy.

She saw with her own eyes that the thing grabbed the accomplice beside him, and the five fingers were like two and a half vices, and as soon as he grabbed the accomplice's head, he clasped it tightly, and the fingers almost sank into his temple, and although the body struggled desperately under the palm of his hand, it was useless.

Zhao Leng was still thinking about what the man was going to do, and something unexpected happened in the next moment. The man staggered to the rock, dragging a writhing body in his hand, his face like an eggplant after autumn, and it was unpresentably soft.

He first glanced at Zhao Leng, then picked up the man, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he threw the man in his hand high and threw it towards Zhao Leng.

The unlucky man was thrown like this, the whole thing looked like a lifeless corpse, his head was down, only a loud noise was heard, Zhao Leng was so frightened that he closed his eyes, and the whole person shrank his head and hid in the river.

Zhao Leng was stunned for a moment, the first thing he saw was not what he saw with his eyes, but under fear, he smelled a strange smell mixed with the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, thinking that the person was probably dead, and when he looked back, he was stunned to see the strange thing that had been destroyed by the half-pulled body and lost a little shape climbed up to the riverbank, wet all over, and a pair of straight blade-like eyes shot towards him.

No matter how bold Zhao Leng is, she is also a girl after all. She fled as if she was dead, but she couldn't escape two meters, and the whole person fluttered on the ground with her head soft, she couldn't control it, her legs trembled, and she smashed it down with her fists.

After grinding this work, there were two more sounds behind him, and he pounced twice, Zhao Lengxin said, it's miserable, two more.

She gritted her teeth and was about to escape, her heel was pulled by someone, and she threw herself on the ground in her obstructive high heels.

She saw the man first, the big man who was a circle wider than herself, squeezing with all her strength into the slit.

Zhao Leng didn't know whether to cry or laugh, she saw that the man sharpened his head and drilled in, his face and head were first stuck in the gap, and ordinary people gave in, but this guy bit a mouthful of blood, and the whole person twisted his waist and arched in, not to mention that his head was twisted into the shape of a stone, not to mention, he hung two teeth in a row, and his mouth and cheeks were full of blood.

A bloody man stood up, but he didn't cry out of pain at all - Zhao Leng didn't even dare to believe that this man knew what pain was.

But the only good news is that he won't be running away.

Not only him, but also a few twisters next to him also threw themselves on the ground, just standing up straight seemed to be struggling, staggering towards Zhao Leng and crawling slowly.

Zhao Leng gritted his teeth, kicked out with his bare white thighs, and with his strength, he went straight to the downstream of the stream.

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