This thought rushed into Song Qingxiao's mind, and she was immediately shocked to stand upside down.

The Song family's house is located in a chaotic area in the western suburbs, and it is a 'welfare house' allocated by the government to the poor to rent at a low price.

Such houses are generally very dilapidated, and they are dilapidated houses that have not been demolished for many years and are just reused.

Although there are often fights and various crimes in the western suburbs, they generally want to commit crimes, and they rarely pick such 'welfare houses' to start, knowing that people who live in such dilapidated houses generally can't get any oil and water.

Song Qingxiao's father had a large amount of debts in his early years, but although she was unable to repay the principal, she always tried to repay the interest according to the rules, which is also an important reason why the Song family has always been harassed by people since she lived in the western suburbs for many years.

These people usually come during the day to splash paint and lock the door, and rarely appear in the middle of the night.

I don't know who appeared outside the door at this time, if it was usual, with her current strength, after really killing people in the trial space, she may not be afraid of some troubles.

But when she strengthened her physique tonight, it was difficult to even turn over under the severe pain all over her body, let alone do other things.

There was a knock on the door, and after these few sounds, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence, as if the people outside the door were also listening to the movement inside the door after knocking.

Song Qingxiao was sweating profusely, and struggled to move his arm, trying to touch the dagger on his waist.

"Anyone?"

The people outside waited for a moment, as if they didn't hear the sound in the room, and a man asked in a low voice.

"It's like there's no one."

Another trembling male voice continued, and the locked door was pushed, and the chain locked in the door was pushed to make a 'whoosh' sound, which was particularly harsh in the night.

There are two people outside! These two people acted as if they had no scruples, and they were not afraid to wake up the people in the door by pushing the door on such a night.

"No way, there are two mothers and daughters living here."

The male voice who spoke first was silent for a long time, and then retorted, "I should have slept." ”

After these two sentences, there was silence outside.

Song Qingxiao tried her best to move her arms and legs, and there was no sound outside, but this did not make her feel a little more at ease.

After about five or six minutes, she heard the sound of someone carrying something, and a hoarse male voice said, "Hurry up." ”

As the male voice fell, the sound of a lid twisting came, and a faint smell of gasoline crept down the cracks in the room into her nostrils.

For Song Qingxiao in the past few minutes, the sun is like a year, the pain in her body is gradually dissipating, she moved her fingers hard, feeling that the strength in her body is gradually returning, she lay quietly for a while, and listened to the trembling male voice outside the door:

"Brother Mai, is it really okay?"

"What's the problem?"

The man who was claimed to be 'Brother Mai' by the trembling man asked in a hoarse voice: "There are two mothers and daughters living here, who owe a lot of debts, and there is no man in the family, killing them is like stepping on an ant." He paused for a moment, and then added: "Besides, this is the western suburbs, the 'slums', and the dead are common. ”

When he said this, Song Qingxiao in the room trembled and stretched out his hand to support the bed, and slowly sat up.

"Even if something happened and the police were called, the guards might not be willing to come at this time. Wait until someone arrives early tomorrow morning, and the place is not burned to ashes, even if the body can be dug up, I am afraid that I will not be able to recognize the person. ”

Perhaps thinking that the people in the house were not to be afraid, the man who spoke said a few more words at this time:

"It's just that I recognize people, there are so many such cases in the western suburbs, and in the Archives Department of the Security Department, this kind of cases are piled up like a mountain, who cares?"

Song Qingxiao sat on the bed, her eyes were as calm as water in the night, and she heard the conversation between the two clearly, but she was not shocked.

She didn't rush out to deal with the trouble outside the door, but shook her palm, feeling the wonderful changes in her body, with the fourth strengthening, her physique advanced again, and the 400 points spent turned into more abundant strength than before, dormant in her body.

After her body entered the fourth order of ascension and change, her divine sense seemed to be expanded again, and her spiritual power had increased greatly.

As if everything around her was covered in the scope of her own perception, she tried to get the inspiration from the 'drawing the ground as a prison' technique of 'Lin' calligraphy, and repeatedly expanded the scope of this 'trapped' guard, no longer restricting the formation of spiritual power, but letting it go, treating them as her own senses and eyes.

She could 'see' in the next room, Tang Yun was still sleeping with a wine bottle, and she could 'smell' the smell of gasoline in the air.

Spiritual power was used to the extreme by her at this time, relying on the existence of spiritual power, she could 'see' the two obscene figures hiding under the eaves along the smell of gasoline, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Song Qingxiao felt that the feeling of stepping on the ground every step seemed to be a little different from before.

Every inch of muscle in her body moved the moment she moved, making her body light, and every step on the ground did not make a sound, even if it was not deliberately restrained.

She opened the door, and the two men outside did not notice the slight noise, and as she stood behind the door of the living room, she saw the shadows of the two men outside through the crack in the nailed window.

If it had been before, she would have trembled with fear and would not dare to speak out.

But at this time, she reached out and grabbed the lock handle of the door and twisted it slightly.

The lock has been locked for a long time and has not been opened, since the Song family has been collecting debts, the door has been nailed with a thin iron chain from the outside, and after the lock is added, when she and Tang Yun enter and exit, they do not go through the main entrance.

The lock was rusty, and when she unscrewed it, it creaked.

The two men who were talking outside were stunned when they heard this.

"Who?"

The person known as 'Brother Mai' asked a little vigilantly, Song Qing opened the lock, the door was opened by her a crack, the moonlight spilled in from the door, and the chain on the door was pulled and made a 'bang'.

The dust accumulated on the ground was pushed open by the door a little, floating in the air in the moonlight, Song Qing opened the door a little more, stretched out his hand, grabbed a thin iron chain and pulled it hard!

Originally, these chains needed to be cut with sharp tools and with all her strength, but at this time, under the pull of one of her hands, they broke in response, and the 'clang' fell, hitting the door with a 'clang' sound.

"Did you interrupt your conversation?" She opened the door and looked at two startled men outside, one in his early thirties and the other in his twenties, the older one with a cigarette in his hand and the younger man with a lighter.

The moment the two saw Song Qingxiao appear, their eyes widened, as if they hadn't recovered from the surprise of her sudden opening.