Wang Bing hurriedly dodged away, and took a closer look at the hammer in Wang Haiyang's hand, which turned out to be a rubber hammer used in construction, could this be the murder weapon?

"Stop! Do you know what you're doing? Wang Bing scolded.

Wang Haiyang made a disgusted expression and fled, Wang Bing gasped in shock, and immediately went to check on Xiao Zhang's condition, his head was beaten, and he still had weak vital signs.

Gotta get him to the hospital quickly!

Wang Bing was about to set up Xiao Zhang, but unexpectedly, the disappeared Wang Haiyang appeared from the flower bed behind him, and hit Wang Bing's back with a hammer, he screamed, he never thought that this kid would kill a horse pistol.

Wang Bing stumbled for a moment, and Xiao Zhang, who was on his shoulder, snorted and fell to the ground, and then there was a horn chirping behind him, as if a watermelon had been beaten.

The moment he turned his head, Wang Bing saw that Xiao Zhang's entire face was smashed, his nose was completely gone, and blood was splashed on Wang Haiyang's face, he showed an indifferent smile, and his black and white eyes were like a beast.

A huge sense of fear rushed to Wang Bing's heart, he pulled his legs and fled, Wang Haiyang rushed over quickly, and smashed Wang Bing's back with a hammer, but it landed on his tail vertebrae.

Wang Bing fell to the ground, Wang Haiyang grabbed his ankle and prepared to destroy his knee with a hammer, this is like a child, completely a cold-blooded and ruthless killing machine.

Driven by fear, Wang Bing kicked out and kicked Wang Haiyang in the chest, and he fell backwards to the ground.

Wang Bing glanced at Xiao Zhang, he was still twitching just now, he was no longer moving at the moment, and he was probably dead.

It was the first time in his life that he had seen someone kill up close, his adrenaline running wildly through his body, his hands and feet trembling, his heart beating as if it were about to explode, and his throat was dry like sandpaper.

Wang Bing got up with his hands and feet, and Wang Haiyang also got up, he stepped on Xiao Zhang's chest and chased after him, raising the hammer in his hand.

Running and running, the murderer behind him was gone, Wang Bing held his knees, the air he inhaled into his lungs was as hot as magma, under the action of adrenaline and endorphins, he could only feel a faint pain coming from the injury, especially the tendons in his legs, which may have been cracked.

The surrounding flower beds and green belts are caressed by the breeze, and it seems that the evil boy will jump out from any corner.

Wang Bing adjusted his orientation to make sure he was standing in the middle of the clearing.

At this time, there was a sound of running behind him, and when he turned his head, Wang Haiyang rushed out like a little leopard, and he was as excited as if he had taken medicine, grinning weirdly, picking up the hammer in his hand and hitting Wang Bing.

"Don't move!"

A cold voice came, and Song Feipeng stood on the steps not far away, pointing the gun in his hand at Wang Haiyang.

"Lay down your arms!"

Wang Haiyang made a disgusted expression, threw down the hammer, and raised his hands, Song Feipeng quickly rushed forward, put Wang Haiyang's hands behind his back, and tied his hands with a plastic ring.

"Xiao Zhang may have ......" was finally saved, and Wang Bing almost cried.

"Call!"

"I lost my phone......"

Song Feipeng threw out his mobile phone, Wang Bing took it, and notified the bureau and 120.

Song Feipeng was glad that he had arrived in time, he really didn't expect that Wang Haiyang would actually take such an extreme behavior.

He was a child, a child who had tasted blood, and he had developed a distorted perception that killing people was the best way to solve the problem!

He glanced at Wang Haiyang and said, "At first glance, I thought you were a good boy!" ”

"Good boys are pretended." Wang Haiyang replied calmly.

Subsequently, the ambulance and police car arrived, and after the medical staff checked Xiao Zhang's vital signs, he shook his head regretfully, and Wang Bing couldn't help crying, "If I wasn't so incompetent......

The guilt pierced Song Feipeng's heart like a thorn, in fact, this stalking plan was not really stalking, just to expose a police car to Wang Haiyang's field of vision, making him nervous, and then revealing flaws.

But unexpectedly, he indirectly killed a police officer, and even almost killed Wang Bing!

Maybe using ordinary people's thinking to speculate on Wang Haiyang is his biggest mistake!

A thousand words turned into an action, and Song Feipeng patted Wang Bing on the shoulder, "This is all my responsibility, my responsibility ......"

Wang Bing was put into the ambulance, and Song Feipeng turned around and came to the unit building, went straight to the door of Wang Haiyang's house, knocked on the door, and it was a thin middle-aged man who opened the door, and his excessively long hair was draped on the sides of his head, making his expression look a little gloomy.

There was a smell on him, the smell of violence that had just been used!

"Are you ......?"

Song Feipeng showed his ID, "You are Wang Haiyang's father?" ”

"yes? What's wrong? What's going on downstairs and why are there so many police cars? Could it be my son......"

Seinfeld saw some broken dishes and a broken violin in the house, and said, "What's going on at home?" ”

"I'm asking you! You tell me what's going on outside! Wang Haiyang's father couldn't wait to grab Seinfeld's clothes.

"Let it go!" Song Feipeng suppressed a nameless anger, "There is domestic violence here, right?" ”

"Can't my son think about it? Let me go down and see! He was in a hurry to rush out the door.

Seinfeld stopped him and pushed him back, so strong that the other party showed a stunned expression, and Seinfeld himself entered the door, looking around the messy living room, where there was indeed a conflict.

Wang Haiyang's father finally admitted, "He played a wrong note, I scolded him for being a waste, he actually dropped the violin, tens of thousands of yuan of violin!" I got angry and hit him. ”

"So he left?"

"Yes! You tell me now, what's going on outside, is something wrong with my son! ”

"Your son did have an accident, but not what you imagined, come down with me!"

Wang Haiyang's father showed a little suspicious eyes, he put on his coat and went downstairs with Song Feipeng, when he saw Wang Haiyang sitting in the police car, expressionless and handcuffed, he was shocked, and desperately knocked on the window and asked: "What's the matter?" Why did you take my son, it must be a mistake, right? Hey, how can you arrest minors! ”

Seinfeld's anger finally erupted like a torrent, he pushed Wang Haiyang's father away, and shouted: "How the hell did you educate your son, he killed the school teacher and killed the police!" ”

Wang Haiyang's father widened his eyes, "No, it's impossible, my son is so good!" ”

Song Feipeng grabbed Wang Haiyang's father's collar and forced him to look at the blood stains on the ground, "Wake me up, you raised a demon to come out, a demon who eats people and doesn't spit out bones!" ”

Wang Haiyang's father stiffened his neck and said, "Then he is also my son!" ”

Seinfeld was furious and wanted to beat him, but was hurriedly persuaded by his subordinates, when a policeman turned his head and suddenly felt a shudder.

Wang Haiyang, who was sitting in the car, watched this scene with a happy smile on his face......