The woman was stunned, the chainsaw in her hand was split into several pieces, and the man below was unharmed. She blinked blankly, looked at Lu Buming, and then at Huang Zixi, her eyes gradually became empty. She screamed, a wailing howl in her throat, and her voice dragged on for a long time.

She saw a streak of blood gushing out of her waist, her abdomen was cold, and a small hole had pierced through her left abdomen, and a metallic smell was wrapped around the fleshy wound.

The woman covered her waist, and the saw blade in her hand was scattered all over the ground. Her face turned purple, and the belated pain was like a crawling centipede, stirring left and right on the corners of her heart, internal organs, and limbs.

"Ahh The woman let out an almost twisted scream, her nails digging straight into the flesh, scratching at her skin fiercely, layers of flesh blooming with it, and this heart-rending feeling made her gradually lose the last of her senses.

The eyes became more and more blurred, and in front of everyone's eyes, the woman stood up, swaying her limbs in the dark, like a puppet with a thread off, bending her head at a strange angle, her fingers had already picked at her neck and chin, and the maroon muscles were exposed under the outer cortex, sinking deep into the muddy skin, and her nails were full of flesh.

Seeing this scene, even Lu Buming, who had always been bold, was frightened for a while, and He Qiuye was even more half-fainted, her hands wrapped around her shoulders tightly, squirming and shrinking into a ball, her face distorted by fear.

whining and crying, but he didn't dare to let go, he covered his mouth tightly, and it was Meng Wan who refused to move a single step in the corner of the wall. She had a gun in her hand.

"She's got a gun!" It was Huang Zixi who shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on this little girl, Meng Wan was shocked and frightened, threw the weapon in her hand to the ground, put her hands behind her waist, and her body shrank suddenly.

Lu Buming took a closer look, the thing on the ground was not a gun, to be precise, it was not a live gun, it was a nail gun. The nail gun is an engineering tool, usually used to fix the steel frame or stone slab, and the equipment used for piercing, although the kinetic energy and penetration force at close range are very strong, but the distance is more than five meters, basically there is no accuracy, even if it has lethality, it is not regarded as a weapon.

But now, in this cramped room, the nail gun is simply more terrifying than a sharp crossbow arrow. The woman's waist and abdomen were pierced by long nails shot from a nail gun, which was not just a wound caused by a sharp object.

Lu Buming glanced at the hole in the woman's waist, blood gushed out, but there was no slurry, it seemed that the woman was lucky, the wound was either an intestine or a cavity, and there was no danger to her life for the time being.

However, Lu Buming knew very well that if it was not treated, this woman would die of excessive blood loss within a few hours. But so what? Lu Buming sighed, even if he could save this one, wouldn't the lives outside the house be human lives?

At this critical moment, the middle-aged man was the first to seize the opportunity, he quickly stood up and pushed the woman away with his backhand. The wounded woman naturally couldn't resist it, and he turned over and took it down.

The man's gaze burst and went straight to the woman, and his hands tightly choked the woman's neck as if asking for his life. Blood gushed out from the woman's waist, and she was originally unable to compare to a man with her strength alone, but now she is injured, and her body is in severe pain even when she moves. She gritted her teeth and tore desperately at the man's body with both hands, but she couldn't exert any strength.

Feeling her physical strength draining from her body little by little with the blood, the woman struggled to move

Jing became smaller and smaller, and the man's teeth showed a triumphant smile, staring at the woman and saying:

"It's you, it's you! You are the introduction! ”

There was no coherence in what the man said, one moment he yelled, and the other he just laughed, his face became cement-like, the haze gradually spread on his face, and his hands creaked, and it seemed that if he tried harder, the woman's slender neck would be shattered along with her spine.

The woman's face finally changed from pain to unconscious, witnessing the death of a person, and several young people in the room couldn't say a word, staring at the scene in front of them in a daze.

Like the cows and sheep in the pasture, even if the wolf took the lambs one by one, they could only stand and watch and turn a blind eye until the disaster came, and there was no one left to help them.

The man's fierce face and thick arms exerted force, until Leng Shuang's face appeared in front of him, and when he raised his face in surprise, there was already a metallic pistol on his stomach, and there was still residual warmth on the muzzle.

The man subconsciously let go of his hand, and the woman under his hand coughed violently, and her cheeks were red.

Leng Shuang's eyes are almost really like ice, without any sense of color. If it was cold when I first saw her, now it's bitter cold. Leng Shuang pinched the gun, didn't say a word, raised his arm slightly, and the man raised his hand, followed Leng Shuang's muzzle, and slowly stood up straight.

Even if there is no reason, the instinct to survive is still there. The power of this muzzle, he had seen it a few minutes ago.

Leng Shuang stood up straight, forced the man back into the corner, and said two words coldly from between his teeth, this was almost the first time everyone heard Leng Shuang's voice.

originally thought that this little girl's voice should be as cold as her person, but unexpectedly, what was unexpected was that although she held her throat and pinched her cavity, Leng Shuang's voice was indeed not related to "cold".

It is better to say that it is like a gentle trickle, gentle and peaceful, with a thin and thick tone of Southern Wu language, and the speech is a little sticky. But her tone was direct.

Just two words.

"Police."

She is really a policeman, she has no police uniform and no logo, but on this occasion, anyone who looks at it seems to understand Leng Shuang's identity, and her stubborn and upright posture reiterates this point again.

After hearing Leng Shuang's self-report, the man was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed, and the reason that had disappeared seemed to come back in an instant, he held his head in both hands, squatted down skillfully, and cried with a sad face and a broken thought in his mouth.

Usually begging for mercy, Leng Shuang pulled the safety of the pistol, flew up decisively, and kicked heavily on the man's shoulder, the man's burly body seemed to be fake, and he couldn't squat steadily, staggered back, and fell to the ground with his butt.

Lu Buming thought this picture was a bit funny, Leng Shuang's height was actually not high, and he even looked quite slender and short among girls, but his skills were unexpectedly very neat and crisp.

Leng Shuang held the gun in both hands, aimed at the man, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, although he didn't make a sound, but Lu Buming's eyes looked very carefully, he knew what the girl was talking about.

Worst.

It seems that she found out too. Although he had a gun in his hand, the situation was not optimistic at all, and he didn't find out the truth of the case, and he didn't even understand the reason why these people suddenly killed each other, and he was forced to expose it

Identity.

Lu Buming believes that Leng Shuang should be a plainclothes undercover operation, and his identity must not be easily exposed.

However, contrary to expectations, although Leng Shuang now has a gun in his hand, it is difficult to face the occurrence of unexpected events. For example—Lu Buming, including Huang Zixi and the other two girls, looked at the green-clothed woman behind Leng Shuang and stood up again, picking up something at hand - it was the remains of the hacksaw, heading straight for Leng Shuang.

This woman is really dead, bleeding like this, and even doing such a big move.

The three of them seemed to shout, but they couldn't make a sound in their throats. Lu Buming smiled slightly, it was time for him to make a move at this time. He raised his gun, and the silver match gun he had touched from Leng Shuang's body glistened, and he aimed it at the woman's knee.

At the last moment, Lu Buming did not shoot.

The woman's plan didn't succeed either, and at the moment she left, Leng reversed her body sideways, her thighs exerted force, and her calves were like a long whip, snapping open the woman's arms, accurate and ruthless.

Do you have eyes on the back of Leng Shuang? Lu Buming put down the gun, looked the thin girl up and down, and sighed helplessly. After Leng Shuang restrained the two of them, he untied his clothes, and Lu Buming's eyes widened.

Leng Shuang glared at Lu Buming, it turned out that under the clothes around her waist, it was not a belt wrapped around her waist, but several long ropes, the rope was a leather coat, and the inside was carbon fiber, the strength and flexibility of the stretch were very good, and it was obviously carried so to hide her identity.

Leng Shuang untied the rope, tied up this dangerous man and woman one after another, took out another one, and walked straight towards Lu Buming.

"Bring it." Leng Shuang said coldly.

Lu Buming smiled evilly, pinched the gun in both hands, carried it behind his back, leaned into the corner, and pretended not to know. Leng picked up the rope with both hands and tugged hard, his eyes were cold.

Without waiting for Lu Buming to speak, Leng Shuang used both hands, one was stuck in Lu Buming's armpit, and the other passed through Lu Buming's back with a rope.

"Hey." Lu Buming protested loudly and made a big noise. Leng Shuang didn't know it, and snatched the pistol from Lu Buming's hand, his face was a little strange, and there was a little more tenderness in the gloom. Lu Buming saw it in his eyes and stopped.

Leng Shuang took out a handkerchief and wiped it back and forth on the silver gun for a long time before carefully retracting it into the pouch around her waist.

kicked Lu Buming for no reason, she turned around, including Zhao Lao Wu, and the remaining four people watched Leng Shuangyi subdue the two madmen in an instant, and they were both surprised and excited.

Seeing that Leng Shuang didn't say much, Huang Zixi boldly proposed to take a look outside. After learning that Leng Shuang was a policeman, several people finally had a backer in their hearts, and they were much more stable.

Leng Shuang still didn't speak, she pinned her two guns, squinted at Huang Zixi, and pouted.

Huang Zixi was startled, this meant that he wanted him to take the lead in going out to have a look, which would kill him. But if you don't dare-Huang Zixi turned around, the eyes of the two girls seemed that it was too shameless to retreat now.

Huang Zixi swallowed his saliva, crawled to the door hand and foot, and stood up with his hands on the handle. Less than half of the door panel remained, but he still turned the handle and gently pulled the door open a crack, and saw the scene outside, the wood was nailed to the ground, and it didn't move.