Faced with the muzzle of the gun, Mo Wuwen's natural reaction was to roll to the left and roll into the dark alley, and run away.

There was no gunshot, no chasing footsteps, and the panting Mo Wuwen leaned against the wall and turned to look at the secluded alley, wiped away the sweat on his face, and let out a long breath.

On the other side of the alley were brightly lit streets, with people coming and going, but the uncertain Silence was like a frightened bird, afraid of a bullet coming at him from the crowd.

Thank God, I finally got to the bottom of the house safely, and I didn't hear the elevator door, and when I was about to close the door, I squeezed in and smiled weirdly at him, aquatic, aquatic!

Mo Wuwen was so frightened that he fled straight out of the door, but the door was closed tightly, and as the elevator was rising, Shui Sheng's hand had already taken out a gun from his pocket.

There is nowhere to escape but to fight against the water, Mo Wuwen first kicked the pistol in Fei Shuisheng's hand, but Shui Sheng quickly picked up a huge fist and hit it, Mo Wuwen turned sideways, the sound of the elevator wall was dented, and Mo Wuwen took advantage of the situation to knock down Shui Sheng.

Shui Sheng, who immediately got up, pinched his hands over, and Mo Wuwen kicked a side kick in the middle of the abdomen, at which time the elevator stopped and the door opened, and Shui Sheng staggered away.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people who came in were not paying attention, Mo Wuwen immediately picked up the pistol and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

When he got home, he quickly picked up his mother's mobile phone and called Wei Dingjun, "Captain Wei, I picked up a pistol, come on, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

"Where are you going so late," Su's mother shouted from the kitchen.

"I'll go downstairs and come back." When Mo Wuwen went downstairs, remember to pinch the porcelain pieces and demon refining pots in his trouser pockets.

Wei Dingjun's private car arrived downstairs in less than ten minutes and drove him straight in the direction of the criminal police brigade.

"The aquatic attacked me in the elevator and dropped his pistol as he fled." Mo Wuwen still knocked his teeth in fear and became a little stammering.

"The aquatic is the aquatic that was poisoned by a centipede bite and died for many days in Dongming Mountain?" Wei Dingjun was really taken aback.

"Yes, yes, that's him, and he's the one who killed people in the Havana bar."

"You can't say that at this time when you go to the bureau to make records, you have to say that someone in the elevator wants to kill you, but you can't say that you are aquatic, otherwise you don't believe what you say, and you will think you are talking crazy." Wei Dingjun pondered for a moment and slowly continued, "If you encounter it again next time, you can try the Demon Refining Pot." ”

"Ah, you also know the Demon Refining Pot." Mo Wuwen is getting more and more strange, who is this Wei Dingjun?

"Well, I know. I am...... Be careful! Wei Dingjun suddenly shouted halfway through his words.

A runaway black car is speeding through the intersection and is about to collide with them.

Mo Wuwen took out the demon refining pot and was about to show it to Wei Dingjun, when the danger was imminent, he subconsciously aimed the demon refining pot at the car that crashed into him, closed his eyes, and screamed that he couldn't bear to look directly at the tragedy that came suddenly.

The miracle is to appear at the most critical time, the demon refining pot is to manifest when it is most needed, just at the moment when the car is about to hit it, suddenly the loud bang turns into a cloud of black smoke through the car glass and is inhaled into the demon refining pot.

Suddenly, the streets were back to their original state, and the bustle of traffic seemed to have not happened.

The frightened Wei Dingjun held the steering wheel, and the stunned Mo Wuwen held the demon refining pot in his hand, not knowing how to say it.

The car turned a few corners and arrived at the criminal police brigade, Wei Dingjun asked the criminal police to take Wuwen to make a rough record of how to pick up the gun, and he took the gun to the conference room to hold a meeting.

"The pistol found in the elevator of the Longxiang community, with a ring at the bottom of the magazine, belongs to the characteristics of the Type 51 pistol, which coincides with the Type 51 pistol cartridge at the crime scene of the Havana bar, and may be the suspect's tool for committing the crime."

"Captain, there is no serious suspicion here, the hospital patient jumped off the building, he was present in the murder in Havana, and now he is said to have been attacked, and the murder weapon is the murder gun, everything is connected with him, and he was sent to steal the body from the morgue."

"Xiaohu, you will send him back later, and send a few more brothers to keep an eye on his whereabouts, all this may really be related to him." Wei Dingjun clearly said so, but in fact, he wanted to secretly protect Mo Wuwen.

The body disappeared from the morgue, and the news has been blocked in order to calm the people, but the murder in the Havana bar has shocked everyone in Shunz City, and everyone dare not take it lightly.

"What is the origin of Jia Yong, the owner of the deceased bar?" Wei Dingjun, who has been busy until now, finally sat down and sipped tea.

"There is no bad record, but it is rumored in the society that he started by selling cultural relics."

"The body that disappeared from the morgue has not been identified."

"Captain, the ID card they registered is fake, and the hospital surveillance video shows that the woman who sent him to the hospital was searched by the computer, and she was not a resident of Shunzi City, and she couldn't find any clues."

"Tomorrow Xiao Li will go to the hospital to check if there is a dead end in the monitoring system, Xiao Hu, you and I will send Mo Wuwen home to closely monitor the situation, Xiao Liu, you will come directly to his house downstairs tomorrow morning to take over, and we will see who they are doing and what the hell."

The city began to fall silent, the cars were few and sparsely populated, and they traveled unimpeded all the way, and soon arrived at the end of the unknown home.

The streets in the dead of night, neon flashing, but the mood of the end of the silence is not calm, what are these dead and alive, are they ghosts or demons.

"Look, look at the sidewalk, it's the corpses that have disappeared in the morgue." The mustache screamed again and again.

The corpse with his head wrapped in a bandage and a plaster cast on his right foot jumped forward on one foot on an uninhabited sidewalk, stopping in front of the building where Mo Wuwen lived, overturning the motorcycle in front of him and looking up.

"Xiaohu, you and Wuwen are waiting for me in the car, I'll go and see what happens." Wei Dingjun pushed the gun and loaded it and walked to the sidewalk alone.

The corpse also found Wei Dingjun's approach at this time, turned around and glared, and clenched his hands to attack Wei Dingjun at any time.

At such a close distance, Wei Dingjun found a very strange thing: this corpse has no characteristics of a dead person at all, and it is no different from a living person, if it has to be said to be a dead person, it is a living dead.

"Stop!" Guns pointed at the living dead.

But the living dead were not afraid, and approached him step by step, suddenly jumping up and grabbing Wei Dingjun with both hands.

A thud pierced the silence of the night, and the bullet hit the shoulder of the living dead, bleeding profusely, and the living dead fell to the ground and stood up again and continued to dance towards him.

"Hey, where are you going!" Xiao Hu's words couldn't stop Mo Wuwen's flying footsteps.

Ahh

There was a thud, and a wisp of gray smoke was inhaled into the pot, leaving only the corpse unmoving.

Dead, the living dead died.