Outside the window, two men wearing masks are running quickly to the big truck.

Zi Shumo glanced at Brother Feng and saw that her injuries were not serious, so he opened the door and chased out at the moment when the two men ran towards the big truck.

The two men heard footsteps coming from behind them, and the man running behind turned and shot in the direction from which the sound came.

The sound of the cannon just now was really a gunshot! Zi Shumo quickly changed the direction of his running at the moment when the man turned around, tossing and turning for a while, and the other party was also in a panic, so he didn't hit Zi Shumo with a single shot.

Zi Shumo rushed to the side of the man who shot him with astonishing speed and treacherous style, and raised his hand to hit the man's jaw from the bottom to the top. He didn't spare his hand this time, only heard a muffled snort, and the man was knocked out, and he didn't even have time to shout.

At the moment when the person fell, Zi Shumo had already quickly rushed to the location where he landed, and before he landed, he swept over with one leg, kicked the person out of the way, and loaded it directly on the truck, making a huge noise.

Another person who had already climbed into the van was startled and hurriedly gave a whistle.

Zi Shumo knew that there must be someone nearby as soon as he heard it, so he quickly grabbed the gun in the hand of the man he violently beaten, hid behind a big tree nearby, and checked the firearm.

This is an Italian Beretta Px4 "Storm" pistol, 9 mm caliber, which can hold twenty rounds. As a rough calculation, the man had already used about six or seven rounds of ammunition, and there should have been at least ten rounds left in the gun. Although he didn't know how many people there were on the other side, but now this situation couldn't help Zi Shumo think too much, and he didn't even have time to be surprised why he knew about firearms.

A moment later, I saw a black van driving up, and as soon as the car stopped, four or five people wearing masks rushed out of the car. They were not in a hurry to attack Zi Shumo, but went straight to the cargo compartment of the car, opened the carriage by dividing it by two, and began to move goods out of the carriage.

Zi Shumo quickly aimed at one of them in the leg is a shot, and after the gunshot, one of them fell down in response, and the goods in his hand also fell to the ground.

The occupants of the van immediately returned fire, while others dragged the injured people onto the van while continuing to carry the goods.

Zishumo dodged the attack while getting as close as possible to the van and van.

There are many people on the other side, and no matter how powerful Zishu Mo is, he can't completely stop the other party's actions.

Ten rounds of ammunition were quickly used up, and the other side had already moved a lot of goods. Zi Shumo was already very close to them at this time, and in a hurry, he directly pounced on a man closest to him, and it was an old punch.

The man was blindfolded, and the goods in his hands fell to the ground. didn't have time to pick up the goods, and was beaten up by Zishumo again. The two were entangled and inevitably injured their own people by mistake, and the other party did not dare to shoot at will.

In addition, someone immediately came up to besiege Zi Shumo, and when he was caught between everyone, Zi Shumo had to retreat.

"Withdraw!" The van suddenly rushed towards Zi Shumo's side, and one of the people in the car shouted loudly. Several men in masks quickly dispersed and jumped into the van one after another.

Zi Shumo was forced to retreat, but he seized the opportunity to see the other party's license plate number clearly.

Watching the van go away, Zi Shumo was angry and anxious. However, he quickly calmed down and wrote down the license plate number on his phone. I went to check the cargo car, and there were still a lot of goods in the car, but they were all turned into a mess, which made Zi Shumo feel a little strange.

Jumping out of the truck, he looked at the goods that had just been scattered on the ground. The goods that were thrown out looked like boxes of candy, and the colors were very good-looking.

Why would anyone kill for candy? Zishu Mo couldn't figure it out.

Quickly collecting the goods and throwing them back into the car, Zi Shumo thought about it, took out a small box and stuffed it into the mezzanine of his coat, and then got off the truck again.

The carriage door had been damaged and could not be closed, and Zi Shumo had no choice but to let it open first, and hurriedly returned to the house to check on Feng Ge'er's situation.

Inside the house, Brother Feng was wearing a black I-shirt and was bandaging his wounds, and the tattoo on his neck clearly appeared in Zi Shumo's eyes for the first time.

It is a tattoo of a skull with a black rose in its mouth, a blue six-pointed star magic rune on its forehead, red flames in its eye sockets, and a streamer underneath the skull with the letters "REN" written on it.

The moment he saw the tattoo, Zi Shumo's pupils suddenly contracted, this tattoo was exactly the same as the tattoos of the two men he met in the corridor outside the train box!

Coincidental? Or do they know each other? Or do you belong to the same organization? Zi Shumo's brows furrowed slightly.

Brother Feng noticed Zi Shumo's gaze, rolled his eyes and glared at Zi Shumo: "What are you looking at!?" What's going on outside!? ”

Zi Shumo squatted down, shook his head silently, and still stared at Brother Feng with scrutinizing eyes.

"The goods have been robbed!? Do you know who did it? Brother Feng asked.

"You say I'm a rookie, how do I know who robbed it? What exactly are we shipping? Why would anyone go out of their way to kill someone? Zi Shumo asked, at this time he was also full of doubts about this Feng Ge'er, and he didn't plan to share what he found with her.

Brother Feng lowered his eyes, continued to bandage his wound with great effort, and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you before!" I don't know! Fortunately, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the people around must have thought that someone was setting off artillery. This place is not suitable for a long time, let's leave quickly! ”

"Leave? What about the corpses in the back kitchen and the truck? Zi Shumo asked.

Brother Feng bared his teeth and tied the gauze, and then glanced at Zi Shumo: "You get in the car first, I'll deal with it here!" After speaking, Feng Ge'er threw the car key to Zi Shumo.

Zi Shumo hesitated for a moment, nodded silently, packed up the backpack, found another piece of wire, and left the house with two backpacks on his back.

When he came to the truck, Zi Shumo bolted the rear door of the freight compartment with wire, and after making sure that it would not fall off, he returned to the co-pilot and sat down, full of doubts. He rolled down the window and looked in the direction of the house.

A gust of wind blew, and there was a scorching smell in the wind. The smell was similar to the smell of burning firewood, but when Zishu Mo smelled it, an ominous feeling came over him.

Zi Shumo was about to jump out of the car, when he saw Feng Ge'er throwing off his slender legs and getting dressed while running.

"What's going on!?" Zi Shumo hurriedly asked.

Feng Ge'er jumped into the cab in a hurry, gritted his teeth, his expression was cold, he didn't care about saying a word to Zi Shumo, started the car and left in a hurry.

Before the truck had gone far, Zi Shumo heard a loud explosion. He hurriedly leaned out of the car window and looked in the direction of the small courtyard just now, but saw the flames chasing the smoke rising into the air, opening its teeth and claws, like a ghost from hell.