() Leng Shuang didn't expect Lu Buming to be so keen. Indeed, when shooting at Zhao Lao Wu, she deliberately avoided the vital point. Although she had gotten rid of the crisis, Leng Shuang still had palpitations, she frowned, and wrenched Zhao Lao Wu's arm with a heavy heart, and her skills were as skilled as folding quilts, stacking this old uncle together and tying them together.

Zhao Lao Wu groaned and gave up resistance, his wrinkled face was in a trance, and he was thrown aside by Leng Shuang. Lu Buming stretched his arms, bent over, saw Leng Shuang like this, and said loudly:

"As a police officer, but I don't dare to shoot." Lu Buming blinked and said.

Leng Shuang stood up suddenly, raised his gun with both hands, pressed against Lu Buming's head, and shouted with a red face: "You! ”

Lu Buming showed his trademark smile, and even leaned his face forward, gently pressed Leng Shuang's muzzle, and put his hands behind his back.

"You don't dare." Lu Buming is very confident. "Although the shooting technique is terrible, your skills in tying people up are indeed top-notch."

Lu Buming is not only not afraid of himself at all, but even makes sarcastic remarks. Leng Shuang gritted his teeth, his teeth bit his lip again, and his body trembled violently uncontrollably.

Leng Shuang's eyes squinted, the air in was far more than the air out, her hands shook violently uncontrollably, and the gun in her hand was almost impossible to grasp.

The two looked at each other for a full minute, and Leng Shuang gritted her teeth, as long as a little timidity slipped through this stinky kid's eyes, she could catch it immediately, and the game was over.

However, very helpless, Lu Buming seemed to be not afraid of death, in the face of this genuine, loaded weapon of destruction, he did not have the slightest emotion on his face, he didn't even blink his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was mockery or banter on his face.

As soon as she thought of this, Leng Shuang's hands trembled even more, she even felt an unprecedented grievance, with a click, the gun in her hand fell to the ground, Leng Shuang's face was gloomy, and her hands were propped on the ground.

Lu Buming didn't say a word, and without saying a word, he picked up the Type 92 burst on the ground, the silver self-modified Granning in his hand, put the two guns in his hand, and grabbed Leng Shuang's wrist.

Leng Shuang was stunned, and there were two more hot things in her hand, one was Lu Buming's white palm, and the other was her own matching gun. She raised her face, her eyes were directly opposite Lu Buming's, the eyes of the two were staggered, Lu Buming spoke, and said slowly:

"In addition to shooting with steady hands and accurate eyes, more importantly, you must have a heart that is not alarmed." Lu Buming said: "It's still too early for you to run a mission alone. ”

The young man who looked like he was talking to himself in an old-fashioned tone at this time, Leng Shuang really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, she nodded slightly.

Lu Buming continued: "Also, don't hesitate. ”

As he spoke, Lu Buming raised his hand and pinched Leng Shuang's wrist, and with the other hand, he bypassed Leng Shuang's arms and shoulders, holding the pistol with both hands, Leng Shuang's face suddenly turned red, and she almost felt Lu Buming's gentle breathing blowing on her back when he spoke.

Leng Shuang involuntarily lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "You...... What exactly do you mean by what you just said? ”

Of course, what she said was just now, Lu Buming's ambiguous rhetoric. But the person concerned, Lu Buming, had obviously cleaned up these kings a long time ago, he was stunned, and he didn't even know what Leng Shuang was talking about.

"Say...... Because it's me, I can't leave anything behind......" Leng Shuangzhi felt that when he said this, his heart was pounding and almost jumped out of his throat, he had never experienced such a drastic emotional change,

Leng Shuang took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his mood.

Leng Shuang never thought that the person who met for the first time would have such a "misunderstanding", which made her at a loss.

Only then did Lu Buping realize that he let out an "oh" and said, "That's a strategy." ”

"Strategy?" Leng Shuang was stunned, her eyebrows stiffened on her face, and her arms became swaying, as if they were even more shaken than just now, she desperately hooked a smile with the corners of her mouth, and asked, "Can I ask, what kind of strategy is this?" ”

"I've seen Zhao Lao Wu, although the last time we met was when I was very young. But this old man is not close to people, and on the surface it can be said to be fierce and vicious. But ......"

"But he's actually a good guy on the inside?" Leng Shuang glanced at Zhao Lao Wu lying on the ground suspiciously, and the old lewd stick was still writhing.

"No, if you are inside, it will rot long ago." Lu Buming said. "However, although he is a complete rotten person, he has a unique hobby - he is tired of these vulgar and bloody things, and he didn't expect that when he was killed, he couldn't forget to watch the show."

Leng Shuang's voice suddenly sank, and she said, "In other words, you played it just now?" ”

Lu Buming nodded.

"It's easier to be fooled than you imagined, this person ......" However, before he finished speaking, Leng Shuang was already angry and angry.

"Let go of me!" Leng Shuang suddenly struggled, Lu Buming's ribs hit his elbow again, and before he could react, Leng Shuang's resentment was already like a pile of substantial emotions, crushing him little by little.

"Hey, wait."

Leng Shuang was still struggling, but Lu Buming suddenly clasped Leng Shuang's shoulder with his chin, and his face was tightly pressed against Leng Shuang's body, and his hands tightly wrapped Leng Shuang's waist.

"What, what's wrong?" Leng Shuang stopped, and the temperature of Lu Buming's palm and the residual temperature of his body came from his hand. The two were silent for a long time, Leng Shuang lowered his head, and a voice came from outside the house.

“…… It's raining. Leng Shuang said in a low voice, and the candles in the house snapped, dripping hot candle oil.

"Ahh Lu Buming was unexpected, he chattered so little, Leng Shuang was about to ask, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, a gloomy atmosphere shrouded the room, this kind of breath she had tasted too many times this night.

Then, goosebumps rose up on his arm, Leng Shuang's eyelids closed gently, in addition to the smell of Lu Buming's warm and naughty breath, the thick smell of blood and the unique atmosphere in the room, which was tormenting people's minds boiling, began to be contagious, and it was infectious.

"Hey, ......" Leng Shuang felt this solemn atmosphere and wanted to remind Lu Buming out loud, but the latter was already half aware of it, and said with a low "shhhh

"It's not the eyes that shoot it, and it's certainly not the heart. I'm not a metaphysician. Lu Buming said with a smile. Relying on recklessness, actual combat shooting, the most important thing is this momentum. ”

Leng Shuang was a little confused by Lu Buming's words, but she felt Lu Buming's palms trembling nervously, although the frequency and amplitude were small, but she felt the fear in the man's heart.

"Look, it's like this." Lu Buming said these words in a conceited tone that did not match his psychological state at the moment, but only Leng Shuang understood the meaning.

Leng Shuanggang wanted to say something, but Lu Buming had already acted.

Lu Buming's palms had begun to bleed, both as a result of his constant challenge to his fears and as a result of his intense exercise

Intense pain. Wen Wen's blood flowed drip by drop down Lu Buming's palm to Leng Shuang's wrist, touching the sticky and hot blood.

The blood dripped on the ground, fused with the blood and water, and Lu Buming pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Leng Shuang's pupils dilated suddenly, and a burst of impact came from his wrist, the recoil of the pistol was even much higher than that of ordinary firearms, and the sequelae of the short gun body were more obvious, while Leng Shuangxuan's large-caliber 9 mm was even more obvious, and the body seemed to be shaken open, and the feel was very hard, and then the muzzle of the gun steamed out of smoke.

The huge sound of the wind that exploded made Leng Shuang almost have the illusion that perhaps the bullet shot from Lu Buming's hand was far stronger than his own.

The bullet pierced the wooden floor like a disembowelment, and finally landed in the wall. Leng Shuang's heart was hanging before he let go, because in front of him, in the ballistic range shot by Lu Buming, it was not far or close, and there happened to be a figure of Xiao Suo impartially.

This is He Qiuye, her face is pale. I only heard a bang, and a steel rod with a square inch thickness jumped and fell to the ground, exuding a strange atmosphere from the cold.

If it is a coincidence, it is too much of a coincidence. As soon as He Qiuye opened the door, Lu Buming's bullet had already arrived as promised. Leng Shuang's eyes widened, she looked back at Lu Buming, but there was no doubt or fear on this guy's face, just serious and determined.

The strange thing is that He Qiuye did not show any panic, as long as she took one more step, I am afraid that her two legs would be shattered under the cavity explosion of the large-caliber bullet.

He Qiuye took a step back, the wooden board in front of her emitting a foul-smelling burnt black color.

"Don't move." Lu Buming's voice was unprecedentedly serious and cold. "Stand there and don't move, just move one step and the next shot will be your stomach."

Lu Buming did what he said, and Leng Shuang watched as he pushed the rifle, and the bullet had already advanced into the rifling.

He Qiuye really didn't move anymore, she stuck to the wall and raised her hands.

Leng Shuang's heart swelled, she suddenly broke away from Lu Buming, stopped in front of her, and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

Lu Buming squeezed his nose, revealing a very anxious expression, which was an expression that Leng Shuang had never seen before. It's like...... A glimmer of possibility flashed in Leng Shuang's mind, Lu Buming, who had always been smiling, looked nervous, serious, frightened and even a little embarrassed at this time, and the suspicion revealed by all kinds of signs was focused on this man.

If he is smart, he is a little vague, and he doesn't seem to want to explain anything clearly.

If it is mysterious, it is indeed mysterious enough, most of the people gathered tonight are rich people from Xicheng, but this Lu Buming is the only one who comes out of nowhere, and from the perspective of his dress and temperament, he doesn't look like a rich kid.

The most important thing is that from the moment he knew Leng Shuang's identity, he knocked on the side, and the seemingly nonexistent line between the two was pulled up-could it be...... Leng Shuang took a deep breath and looked at Lu Buming.

Lu Buming hurriedly said, "Get out of the way." ”

He pushed Leng Shuang away. Leng Shuang's eyes were cold, and he was pushed by Lu Buming and staggered, and his body turned to the side.

Really.

She took out the silver matching gun from her arms, and her eyes focused on Lu Buming's body, but before she could make a move, the moment the two separated, a trance black shadow split in the center.

Leng Shuang vaguely remembered that this was the steel pipe he had just seen.

Huh?

Leng Shuangzheng was puzzled, He Qiuye was already panting, and waved at Leng Shuang with a steel pipe.