Li Nanchuan's gaze moved away from the watch on his wrist.

Seven gunshots rang out in the factory.

He opened the door, stepped out of the car, and gently instructed the driver, "Wait here." ”

The driver nodded, wanted to speak, but stopped again, and only stared at Li Nanchuan's back with a worried face and entered the factory.

Li Nanchuan is wearing a beige suit today, and his literary quality is polite and clean, which does not match this dim and dark factory at all.

He didn't have a gun in his hand, but he walked elegantly, and everything in the factory was obviously not put into his eyes.

Didn't stop on the ground floor.

He walked straight to the second floor.

Go upstairs and turn around.

A gun was pointed at his forehead.

Raising his eyes, he smiled slightly at Wild Song.

He didn't stop, and continued to walk towards the wild song: "You have no bullets in your gun. ”

Wild Song: "I still have a bullet for you." ”

When he heard this, his smile deepened: "Is it to avenge your parents?" Well, shoot. ”

The words fell, and the figure quickly rushed towards the wild song.

His steps are strange, and his steps seem to be elegant and slow, but every step seems to be stepping on a rhythm.

The sound of Wild Song gunshots rang out and was aimed at his chest, his body tilted, and the bullet grazed his arm.

At the time of such a shot, he was already close at hand, raised his hand, and grabbed the hand holding the gun of Crazy Song: "Anan said that your marksmanship is good." ”

It's a complimentary tone.

He lifted the broken hair between her forehead with his other hand, brushed the hair behind her ear, and stroked her pale cheek with his fingertips: "You killed everyone, then now, their unfinished business, we can only do it." ”

He took Madsong's hand and continued to walk forward.

Wild Song didn't resist.

Her marksmanship is not bad.

However, her heart could not withstand it, and with each shot, the recoil of the gun made her heart faster, and it took some time to calm down.

She didn't hit the man with a single shot, and she knew that there was no way she could kill him.

Walk through dilapidated and empty houses.

Until the last room, Li Nanchuan stopped.

He squeezed Madsong's hand, "Do you know their identities?" ”

From the door to the inside of the room, all but one of the other six people were unconscious on the ground.

The room was not empty.

There is a manual mixer, as well as cement and water.

and a pool of cement paste stirred in the center.

In the cement paste, which was almost stiff, two people could be vaguely seen.

It was trapped tightly, and he struggled before he died, so the pool splashed a lot of dried cement paste everywhere.

Li Nanchuan was referring to the two people who had lost their breath in the cement paste.

Wild Song didn't respond.

Li Nanchuan didn't care, he turned the ring on his finger, and a thin blade appeared from the ring.

He wiped his fingers over the men who had been knocked unconscious by the song.

Those people didn't have time to react in a coma, and they had already died.

Solving these people, he taught Crazy Song how to mix cement.

"There's still too little cement in the pool, so it's not going to work."

He rolled up his sleeves and said in a gentle voice, "You killed people too early, and now these follow-ups have to be done by the two of us." ”

"The mixing needs to be a little faster, and the cement can't be too thick or too thin."

He handed the shovel to the Berserker.

Teach her hand-in-hand.

"What are these two people?"

"Shh Li Nanchuan shook his finger on her lips: "It's past the time to ask, now, don't ask, do it obediently." ”