Lao Tu fell not lightly, his nose was bloody, and he was angry "Ah! With a roar, he got up from the ground, looked at the posture, and had to do another bull to the sky.

Yang Shuheng put on a fighting stance to prepare for battle, but a gun was held against his head from one side.

The person with the gun was Feng Jianbin, and he snatched the gun from Yang Shuheng just now.

No matter how powerful a person is, once he is pointed at a gun, then he will become a lamb, and he will only be left to be slaughtered. Yang Shuheng knew very well that his life was about to die in this "3,000 feet" underground.

Lao Tu pounced, this time he did not hit Yang Shuheng's stomach, but slashed his palm to the outside of his neck, this is a vital part of the human body, the carotid artery, and the vagus nerve are distributed on this outside, if a person is slammed in this part, it will generally cause reflex cardiac arrest and die immediately.

Yang Shuheng fell, he didn't die, but the person was already sore, weak, and basically half-dead.

Feng Jianbin leaned down and began to touch Yang Shuheng's body, and even pulled his hand into Yang Shuheng's crotch.

Yang Shuheng had no strength to resist, but he still had a little strength to speak, and he struggled and said, "You...... You touch Lao Tzu's crotch...... Are you looking for ...... Looking for your ancestors? ”

Feng Jianbin stopped his hand, straightened up, pointed a gun at Yang Shuheng's head, and said, "It seems that you really didn't steal the thing, I'll send you on the road, but it's a pity, officer, you really shouldn't come." ”

Yang Shuheng's half-opened eyes saw Feng Jianbin's fingers slowly pulling the trigger, and death, once again felt so close.

At this moment, Yang Shuheng felt that time seemed to be frozen, and his mind jumped out of countless pictures of the past at this moment, from his birth to his today.

Yang Shuheng does not consider himself unlucky, although there are many misfortunes in his life, orphans, ridicule, poverty, and even single old men. But Yang Shuheng knew what his luck was, he was adopted by well-wishers, earned money with his own hands, repaid his kindness, and later at a turning point in his life, he enlisted in the army, trained scissor soldiers, changed his career to become a criminal policeman, solved many cases, and saved many people. also adopted a little boy, Yang Shuheng named him Yang Shan, nicknamed Little Goat, and made friends with an iron buddy, Lang Si.

Although Yang Shuheng didn't want to die, but when death came, he could let it go, and the biggest concern in his heart now was the little goat and Langsi, however, he believed that Langsi would take care of the little goat.

Goodbye, little goat! Wave four! Yang Shuheng closed his eyes, and he thanked everyone who had helped and touched him in his life.

Yang Shuheng waited for death, just when he estimated that Feng Jianbin had pulled the trigger, the gunshot, did not sound, he felt a gust of wind in front of him, and then heard the sound of the pistol falling to the ground.

Feng Jianbin was shouting: "Who is it?" ”

Who does it mean? Yang Shuheng tried to open his eyes, he saw Feng Jianbin blowing his hand, as if he had been hurt by something just now, it should be the "gust of wind" that knocked out the gun, Feng Jianbin's eyes looked at the passage when he came.

Yang Shuheng wanted to twist his face, but his neck was not an ordinary pain, and he really couldn't move at all.

Feng Jianbin saw who it was, and he was a little surprised: "It's you?" I should have thought that you were also a member of the organization, and it seems that you stole the things! ”

Yang Shuheng couldn't see who Feng Jianbin was talking to, but he knew that there was a person standing not far away, and that person didn't speak.

Yang Shuheng heard the old man roaring, Lao Tzu will kill you! Then there were heavy footsteps, Yang Shuheng thought to himself, Lao Tu is brutal and explosive, and it is not easy to compete with Lao Tu head-on.

But as soon as the footsteps stopped, there was a heart-rending scream from the old soil, with a "cluck" sound similar to a broken bone.

"Poof" someone fell to the ground, and it was obvious that the person who fell to the ground was old-fashioned, because he had been moaning and moaning.

Feng Jianbin scolded: "I underestimate you!" Give me something back! "Rushed out.

Yang Shuheng heard the messy footsteps, as well as Feng Jianbin's shouting of "hey" and "ha", and he could also hear Feng Jianbin's haste and panic when he listened to the sound.

Not long after, Feng Jianbin shouted in pain, and after he shouted the pain, he scolded, are you dead, are you dead, don't you die and quickly get up and deal with him with Lao Tzu.

The old man got up and got into a fight.

After fighting for a while, I heard Feng Jianbin shouting: "Run!" ”

Then the footsteps of the chase slowly faded away at the end of the passage.

Everything was quiet.

Who is that person? If you don't speak, why is it so mysterious? Yang Shuheng couldn't move, so he could only think wildly.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Shuheng to slowly stand up, he grinned bitterly, picked up the searchlight and walked back, he walked a few meters, and suddenly stopped.

He found that there was a blood-colored maple leaf on the empty ground.