Chapter 2: A Messy and Broken Home
"Bang!"
Bai Luan Kite was like the word "human", her arms drooped, her knees slightly bent, and she fell backwards and fell on her back on Shang Xin'er's bed. Blood gushed from his back, instantly staining the pink bedding red......
"Less kites!" A sharp but crying voice rang out at the bedroom door.
I saw a man with a shaved inch, eyebrows like a sword, eyes like a lamp, and dark skin rushing into this small bedroom with a group of brothers......
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The sound of gunfire made Shang Xin'er, who was hiding in the closet, feel more and more frightened and helpless.
She knew she couldn't protect herself, and the desperation of not being up to her to her own was shattering. But she clearly knows that hiding is the most likely way to survive at present.
She didn't know who was outside the cabinet door, and why they beat each other so badly, she just hoped that she would not be found and not hurt her.
She regretted that she was impulsive for a moment of nymphomania, and she had paid such a tragic price, in exchange for a price that her life could not guarantee.
Shang Xin'er blocked her ears with her fingers and closed her eyes tightly, trying to forget the fact that it was being staged by "not listening, not looking, not asking".
Shang Xin'er, who had no faith at all, now meditates in her heart the blessing of the Buddha, the blessing of the Virgin Mary, the blessing of Christ, the blessing of Muhammad, and the blessing of Allah...... It doesn't matter if she believes in doctrine or not, whether she understands the meaning or not, prayer is the only thing she can do now.
There was still a lot of noise outside the cabinet door, and the brawl had risen to the next level.
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The people brought by the round-inch man seemed to have the upper hand, and among the shouts and fights one after another, the voice of "save the kite" was particularly loud.
There was a constant brawl outside the door, and the inside of the door jumped violently.
Suddenly, a person slammed into the wardrobe, and at the moment when the cabinet door popped open, Shang Xin'er grabbed the protruding screws on the inside of the cabinet door handle from the inside.
She was afraid of death, afraid that people outside would find her when the cabinet door was opened. The life and death of the person who stuffed her into the closet was unknown, and she didn't want to gamble on what other people would do to her, whether it was good or evil.
Her hand holding on to the screw trembled, but her strength did not slacken at all.
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Suddenly, the alarm bell rang downstairs, and the people in the room instantly panicked, after all, such a big battle, it is still in a residential building, and it is not normal for no one to call the police.
At this time, the man led by the round-inch man had already subdued the man in black.
The sound of the SWAT's heavy police boots gradually approached, but the young kite beside him did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Although it is said to save people, it is illegal to break into private houses and fight with weapons.
And the round man knew in his heart that the purpose of these men in black was to cause the kite to die, and if it was handed over to the police, they would probably lose the initiative.
The round man decided not to hand over anyone, even if it was to resist by force.
Fortunately, when everyone was ready to fight, one person found the escape ladder at the bedroom window.
When the police smashed the door, a group of people evacuated one after another, and Bo Luan Kite was carried out of Shang Xin'er's bedroom by a round inch man.
As they left with their front feet, the SWAT officers on the back feet entered with their guns. The leader of the team immediately sent a team of special police officers to chase them down the escape ladder.
Hearing the sounding of the walkie-talkie outside and the police's report, Shang Xin'er's tense body relaxed, and she had no strength, and fell out with a "bang" along the wardrobe door.
The policeman outside the closet door instantly pointed a gun at her, but after making sure that she did not have the power to attack, a policewoman helped Shang Xin'er, who was trembling all over.
When Shang Xin'er saw the policewoman's gastritis and delicate face, she cried "wow".
Howling and crying, the tension, uneasiness, grievance, and fear in my heart poured out like a flood that opened the floodgates.
Others don't know what this girl has gone through, but they are also full of pity.
Shang Xin'er didn't know how long she had been crying with the policewoman in her arms, but she only knew that the clothes on the other party's shoulders were soaked.
Next, Shang Xin'er was taken to the police station according to the process, verified the information, interrogated, and made a record...... Busy, groggy, dizzy, and when she came back to her senses, Shang Xin'er was already standing at the door of the house.
It's just that the gate has been cordoned off and the police are still on duty.
Shang Xin'er could only look at her home through the door.
Dog's breakfast!
The one-bedroom house has long lost its original warm appearance, the room is full of gunshot marks and bloodstains, the sofa has been knocked down and riddled with holes, and the broken TV has fallen to the ground, which is a mess, and there is no intact place.
Seeing the nest he worked so hard to build disappear in just a few hours,
Shang Xin'er felt a gold star in her eyes.