I found that I was stupid in the dark, but Duchenne understood.

He also grinned and patted his back buttocks, "Fang Zi is here, if it weren't for the fact that my brothers were running out of food, they wouldn't have disobeyed Master's words and took it out and sold it." ”

Prescription? I thought to myself, wondering what that meant.

This must have something to do with Jiang Rincheng's brothers, I haven't had much contact with Jiang Rincheng, but his brother is a genius, and in the battle of Putuo Mountain that night, his traps didn't make us policemen suffer.

Could it be that this recipe is the blueprint of the trap? But then again, regardless of whether there is such a recipe or not, Du Dayou patted his butt pocket and said that there is a recipe, this must be nonsense.

I don't know Duchenne yet? He has a habit of always keeping a tissue in his butt pocket, for fear of suddenly having a stomach upset and going to the toilet for emergency use.

But the two people on the other side believed it, and they both laughed greedily, and the one with the paper bag couldn't wait to walk forward, and they wanted to trade.

Duchenne pretended to take a few steps forward while digging into his pocket.

When the two of us were quite close, Duchenne shouted at the top of his lungs.

This time I was not satisfied at all, and rushed out as soon as he shouted at me. I said in my heart that there are two people on the other side, and we are two people, one-on-one, just right!

A while ago against the little white guys, Duchenne taught me a trick to fly up and hit people with their shoulders.

This is a very poisonous and powerful trick, and in order to quickly catch the opponent, I also used this trick this time.

I ran a few steps, flew sideways with speed, and slammed my shoulders into my opponent's stomach.

If Du Xing did it, he would make sure that the opponent would faint with one move, but it was the first time I did this move, and I couldn't grasp the essence of it, and the strength was not enough.

I bumped my opponent into him, but he didn't faint, he coughed and coughed, and even hiccuped again.

I pressed against him, just close to his mouth. I took his burp, I sniffed it, almost rolled my eyes, and said how many leeks does this guy eat at night? What's the taste in your mouth?

I resisted the discomfort, climbed up, and sat on top of him.

You're welcome, now being soft on the enemy is irresponsible for your own life, and I punched him in the neck.

I was quite confident in this punch, thinking that my opponent would faint, but it actually went wrong.

The opponent took a punch, but he was a little excited, and he also snorted and stiffened his neck.

I was almost stunned, his action reminded me of the Winged Angel, and she also used this strange trick when I fought with Gu Qianting that time.

This strange trick can make people's necks stiffer, and they won't suffocate so easily. I think this must be a kung fu stunt, like a buster with a knife and gun on his neck.

I didn't give up, so I tried to pinch his neck with both hands, but the result was still like that, his neck was like wood.

The opponent was attacked by me repeatedly, and when he looked back, he also understood that we were not Jiang Ye's disciples at all, but enemies.

This dude is so weird, he ignored me and choked his neck, and his mouth just screamed, and he clenched his fists, making them rattle.

I was scared and realized that this guy might have some kind of hard qigong. Ordinary people haven't seen hard qigong, maybe they don't know about this thing, but I have come into contact with this kind of master before, hard qigong is slow, but if you want to use your strength to hit someone, it will be either death or injury, broken bones and tendons.

I scolded a damn in my heart, this guy wants to kill me with one shot, doesn't he? I'm not going to let him get it.

I paddled around, and there happened to be a rock next to it.

The stone was the size of a bowl and had sharp edges. I reached out and picked up the stone, slamming it on the dude's head.

This stone is no worse than a brick, I counted in my heart, I smashed it a total of five times, and when I finally stopped, my opponent's head was full of blood, like a blood gourd. He looked at me and closed his eyes reluctantly.

But I was willing, and I tested his snort, very slight, if there was nothing, this is a sign of fainting, yes, he finally fainted.

I took a long breath, and suddenly realized that my side had solved the opponent, what happened to Duchenne's side?

I turned my head to look and saw Duchenne sitting happily on top of his opponent, looking at me like a play.

He also said, "Li Feng, you can't fight!" It's too girl.,Why do you use any tricks.。 ”

I smacked him, and said in my heart, "Do you have such a brother?" Seeing that I'm in hand-to-hand combat, I don't come to help, besides, what do you call me a fighting girl? I'm here, that is, Duchenne hasn't met a fighting master, otherwise he will be embarrassed.

After a short rest, Duchenne took off their trousers, tore off their trouser legs, and used them with their trouser belts to tie them up strongly.

Duchenne made another call to go out, but he watched him broadcast a mobile phone number, not 110.

After the phone was connected, he only emphasized, "It's done, come and get someone in a quarter of an hour." ”

I thought to myself that my guess was correct, and that it must be covert support.

In this way, there was nothing to do with the two of us, Duchenne pushed the motorcycle up again, and we walked out of the woods.

Originally, I was still conspiring, did we come here tonight just to catch these two drug dealers? Is it overkill? Do we have to show up? Wouldn't it be nice to find a few criminal policemen and squat in the pit?

I wanted to ask, but Duchenne got the deal out of it again, and he pointed to the car and said, "Let's go and see." ”

I also have this curiosity, and I wonder if there will be any secrets in the car.

We rummaged through it, and when we finally opened the trunk, we found a large travel bag inside.

There was nothing unusual about this travel bag, it was just propped up, and it was obvious that it contained a lot of things.

This is a drug dealer's car, and I can't help but think, could it be that this travel bag is full of drugs?

It's such an exciting idea, how much does it cost to have such a big bag of that stuff? Tens of millions or hundreds of millions?

I was dazed by the astronomical figures, but Duchenne was nothing, and he took out his travel bag.

Duchenne has a lot of strength, but it is still a little difficult to carry this bag, and I hurriedly helped when I saw this.

We opened the bag, revealing a jar inside. This jar is quite similar to a wine jar, and the lid is still tightly wrapped in adhesive tape.

I found something, not to mention what is in this altar, but on the altar wall, there is a painting.

It was a human face, with color on it, almost exactly like the one on the dunker.

I had always thought that the car tattoo was an erosive face, but after seeing the painting on the altar wall, I realized how wrong I had been.

Is this a corrupt face, a walking corpse's face? It's just that the car tattoos don't have color, and the green light on the faces of the walking corpses is mistaken for erosion marks.

In particular, this face also has three zigzag black moles on the left cheek.

Hammer King! That was my first reaction.

Duchenne took the key out of his pocket and pulled off the adhesive tape from the lid with all his might.

I also helped, but my heart began to flutter, and I suddenly felt that this jar was not filled with drugs, but something else.

The moment the lid opened, I eagerly leaned over to take a look.

I admit that I am too anxious, and I am afraid when I think about it, if there is a hidden weapon with crossbow arrows in this jar, won't I be so reckless?

When I looked down, I found that there was also a pair of eyes looking at me in the altar, and his expression was still crying at me, and the moment the altar was opened, there was a foul smell wafting from inside.

I was scared and disgusted, especially the smell of leeks in that buddy's mouth just now didn't make me feel too strong, I couldn't stand it anymore, and my stomach turned over for a while, and I vomited.

Duchenne kept an eye on my expression, and he hurriedly pulled me, causing the mouth to spit out of the jar.

I patted my chest hard and forced myself to feel better, but no matter what I did, I still felt uncomfortable.

I pointed to the jar and said, "This is also perverted, why is there a dead baby in it?" ”

Duchenne was staring at the altar, answered me, and answered, "What about a dead baby?" Li Feng, if you look at it again, you will know how crazy the Hammer King is. ”

I know I didn't read it carefully just now, but I can also taste that there is something in Duchenne's words.

I leaned over again to take a look. The baby had only been born for a short time, but its head had been cracked, apparently skulled with a tool like a hammer and axe.

His entire brain had been hollowed out, and only one skull remained.

I don't feel anything, but I subconsciously touched my head anyway, and I always felt like someone was going to dig out my head.

Duchenne didn't say anything more, but I understood what he meant, the baby's head must have been eaten by the Hammer King.

I can't help but think, could it be that after the Hammer King escaped from prison, he followed a lot of people for this reason. Is it because many people have the strength to kill the child for him?

And when I was fighting just now, my opponent also used the trick of stiffening his neck, and I contacted the front and back, and I had a point of view, Gu Qianting and Doctor Qin, must know many of these people, and the dead babies illegally sold by the Qin army should have been sold to them.

Originally, the murder of the cross and the case of the winged angel had been closed, although some doubts had not been solved, but I didn't expect that these two were still related to the walking corpse case, and it was even as if there was an invisible thread that strung them together.

We didn't stay long at the scene, Duchenne sealed the jar and put it on the car, beckoning me to leave with us.

When we returned to Ah Bao's house, it was almost dawn, and Ah Bao was still sleeping on the sofa, and his posture had not even changed.

Duchenne and I didn't "bother" him, and quietly went back to the back room.

Duchenne wasn't going to say anything, and I didn't ask much, and we went to sleep.

I was really tired from going out too, I slept quickly, but I woke up very suddenly.

Without warning, a miserable cry came from the living room.

I am Lao Jiu said:

Knock knock out ~

Knock knock knock and run back again~

It's okay, I'm just coming out and bubbling up!