Chapter 82: Who's Psychopath
Yang Shuo looked at the surveillance screen, Liu Lei's various bumps and bumps on the first floor made people want to laugh, this gangster is obviously not intelligent enough, can't he wait for his eyes to gradually adapt to the darkness before acting?
Sure enough, I witnessed a sentence, the limbs are developed and the mind is simple.
In the surveillance picture, Liu Lei slowly walked up to the second floor, he was stunned for a moment as soon as he went up to the second floor, he didn't know what he was talking about, but he saw his mouth move as if he was scolding.
Now that he has reached the second floor, Yang Shuo has to be vigilant, Liu Lei's eyes seem to have adapted to the darkness, at this time his movements are a lot more sensitive, he searched all the way to the kitchen on the second floor, and replaced a fruit knife in the kitchen, at this time Yang Shuo's expression suddenly tightened, if the fruit knife fights in the house, it is indeed much easier to use than a machete.
I saw Liu Lei on the surveillance screen walking to Yang Shuo's father's room, hesitated outside the door, and walked in with a fruit knife.
On the surveillance screen of his father's room, it can be seen that Liu Lei tiptoed close to the bed, aimed at the quilt, and pounced on the quilt, slashing like a madman, slashing frantically like a madman, and slashing seventeen times in two seconds, which scared Yang Shuo.
"Are you a god?" Yang Shuo couldn't help but complain.
Liu Lei accidentally scratched the back of his hand, and saw a very unhappy and helpless look on his face, walked out of Yang Shuo's father's room, found the stairs leading to the third floor, and walked up.
Liu Lei was about to go up to the third floor, Yang Shuo had to get ready, took out the hammer from his backpack, he found that this hammer had become more and more convenient to use, and it didn't look like a loss to spend some money to buy it back.
Yang Shuo hid in the corner of the door, waiting for Liu Lei to enter the room.
There are several guest rooms on the third floor, and Liu Lei doesn't know which one is Yang Shuo's room, he can only look for them one by one, and he can't make a loud noise.
He went to the first room, quietly unscrewed the doorknob and walked in, the quilt on the bed was rolled up as before, and it looked like he was sleeping alone.
With foresight, the wounds were still dripping blood, Liu Lei naturally would not make the mistake just now, he walked lightly into the bed, and then quickly lifted the quilt, and found that there was no one on the bed, he checked the surrounding environment before leaving the room.
Walking into the next room, at this time he found that the quilt on the bed was still rolled up, he really wanted to scold now, is this family sick, why do you love to arrange the quilt like this?
Liu Lei still walked over quietly, lifted the quilt, and found that there was still no one on it, and his face was already very unsightly at this time.
The wound on his hand was bleeding a little, and he searched the locker in the room, and found a small medicine box with some bandages in it, and he had to make do with it.
Liu Lei didn't expect that there was such a thing as a medicine box in the guest room, it seems that the rich are different, many things are so complete, of course, the house is indeed a little too big, he has experienced more than an hour since he turned it in from the outside.
After wrapping the wound, he walked out of the room and continued to the next room, he unscrewed the doorknob, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a computer not far away, it seemed that this room was Yang Shuo's bedroom.
Liu Lei still had a grim smile on his face, holding the fruit knife tightly and walked in, the quilt in the room was still rolled up, but this time Liu Lei felt that this room was right nine times out of ten.
He lightly prepared to approach the bed, and at this moment he had a strange feeling, a strange feeling of a chill in his back.
As soon as Liu Lei turned around, a tall and thin figure behind the door appeared in front of him, this person was Yang Shuo.
Yang Shuo didn't mean to let Liu Lei plan to react, so he directly picked up the hammer and smashed it into his forehead.
Liu Lei's reaction was not slow, he immediately held the fruit knife with both hands and tried to block the hammer, but he thought too simply, and his hand was already injured, how could he beat a hammer.
In an instant, Yang Shuo hit the hammer on Liu Lei's injured hand, the fruit knife in his hand was hit on the ground, and he just pulled out the machete on his waist, who knew that Yang Shuo hit his hand with a hammer again, and the machete also fell to the ground with a shake of his hand.
At this time, only a crisp bone cracking sound was heard, and Liu Lei hurriedly ran out of the bedroom and ran downstairs before Yang Shuo could hit another hammer.
How could Yang Shuo let him run away, carrying the hammer was chasing all the way over, after all, Liu Lei had a knife wound on one hand, and one hand had just been hammered to a fracture by him, and now his combat effectiveness was at its lowest, if Yang Shuo let him go because of kindness, it would not be so simple to continue to find the door in the future.
There were all kinds of complicated footsteps coming from this villa, one person was running with his hands covered, and one was chasing with a hammer.
Liu Lei was too flustered, he was always stumbling in the dark environment, falling in all kinds of fancy ways, and seeing that Yang Shuo was about to catch up with him.
At this time, when he came to the hall on the first floor, Liu Lei really wanted to go out to the bathroom he had come in before, but he forgot the wooden sofas, tables and chairs placed in the hall.
Suddenly hit the hard table, threw him into a, and the whole person fell to the ground, but he couldn't be stunned, there was a madman behind him with a hammer chasing him, and immediately got up from the ground, and was about to continue running.
Yang Shuo went down to the first floor and saw this, picked up the hammer and threw it, the hammer smashed Liu Lei's calf, and he fell to the ground again, and his forehead accidentally hit the table, and his forehead suddenly turned red and purple.
Liu Lei looked back, Yang Shuo at this time was like a devil, slowly walking towards him, at this time I don't know why he regretted coming to this place.
I saw Liu Lei struggling desperately on the ground, his face was pale, and he shouted frantically: "Big brother, big brother, big brother, I was wrong." ”
Yang Shuo didn't speak, and picked up the hammer on the ground and walked towards Liu Lei, in the dim environment, even though Yang Shuo's figure was tall and thin, it made people feel infinitely frightened, especially the deadly hammer in his hand made people feel furious.
"Hey, brother, do you have any backbone, who is mentally ill, who is chasing and killing whom? Do you look like a talent from the Forca Mental Hospital? Yang Shuo squatted next to Liu Lei with a hammer.
At this time, Liu Lei's teeth trembled with fear, making a gurgling sound, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled, looking at Yang Shuo's harmless but actually terrifying face, which made him unable to calm down, his body had slowly stiffened, and a kind of cold that invaded the bone marrow gradually penetrated into his body.
"Brother! Let me go! I beg you! ”