Chapter 13: Scum

It was the blood mark on the young man's trouser legs, although it was indifferent, but it still did not escape Luo Zhehang's keen eyes.

And with Luo Zhehang's intuition, he felt that there was something strange about these people in the room that he couldn't speak.

It's hard to put into words, it's an instinctive reaction he's developed as he struggles on the line of death.

And it was this instinctive reaction that allowed him to avoid many potential disasters.

Subconsciously touched the "dragon tooth" dagger inserted in his waist, Luo Zhehang, this person, has always preferred to believe in the unknown danger rather than believe in it.

Especially in the last days, he believes that laxity towards others is cruelty to oneself!

No, just as Luo Zhehang reacted vigilantly, the woman's coquettishness came out of the house: "Hey! What do you want? ”

Shicai took advantage of the gap between taking medicine for the woman, and the middle-aged man stroked the latter's delicate jade buttocks with his palm, although his movements were quite vague, but it still made the woman cry out in surprise.

"What do I want to do? Hey, little beauty, what do you say? Seeing that the matter was revealed, the middle-aged man was not only timid, but simply tore his face and showed an obscene smile.

In the face of such a reversal scene, the woman was obviously a little at a loss, she never thought that the uncle, who was still naΓ―ve and cute, would turn his face and become a shameless lewd with a "lustful and greedy face".

Listening to the dialogue of human voices coming from the house, Luo Zhehang sighed helplessly.

Frankly, if possible, he really didn't want to make trouble for himself at this juncture.

After all, the injuries on his body have not yet healed, and the shattered tiger's mouth is still painful like a knife.

But there are two things he hates the most, one is that he is not filial to his parents; The second is the women and children in the lowly camp.

Moreover, the woman's indemnity at the critical moment also made Luo Zhehang feel that it was necessary for him to stand up and do something for the woman.

It's just that he was about to move, and a black muzzle was impartially pressed against the top of his forehead.

"I advise you not to move! Otherwise, Lao Tzu's gun is not long-eyed! ”

"Alas" sighed weakly again, Luo Zhehang couldn't remember the last time he was held to the head with a gun.

He raised his eyes and forgot about the young man, and then said lightly: "I said brother, can you take this thing away from my head?" I really don't like it! ”

Just when his ears heard it wrong, the young man's big eyes raised slightly: "I'm CNMD, do you like to do Lao Tzu's, and then TM dare to talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, and the old man will collapse you now?" ”

It seemed that in order to verify his determination, the young man deliberately pushed the gun forward twice, but what he never dreamed of was that at the moment when he raised the gun, Luo Zhe moved.

The figure flashed to the side like a ghost, and at the same time, his left hand was already slapped on the barrel of the gun, and then pressed hard, and the young man took off the handle of the gun in pain, and the gun also changed owners at the right time and fell into Luo Zhehang's hands.

"How? How does it feel to be held at gunpoint? ”

Everything was in the light of light, and the young man didn't see the other party's movements clearly, and his head was pressed against the cold muzzle.

Luo Zhehang had a faint smile on his face, glancing at the young man.

He doesn't want to make trouble for himself, but that doesn't mean he's afraid to take responsibility.

Besides, he had given the young man enough warning just now, but the latter didn't take him seriously at all.

"Do you think this will scare Lao Tzu?"

With a disdainful reply, the young man suddenly took out the throwing knife from his pocket, and then stabbed straight at Luo Zhehang, as if he was going to die with him.

This was really a bit unexpected by Luo Zhehang, he really didn't expect that the young man in front of him was also a little tough.

It was only when he instinctively pulled the trigger of the pistol, and after hearing the sound of the firing pin striking inside, he immediately understood everything.

"! It turned out to be a denture! ”

After making sure that there were no bullets in the gun, Luo Zhehang decisively shook his hand sideways, and Type 92 immediately smashed into the young man's skull like a discharged cannonball, and a trace of blood slid down the latter's forehead.

With a successful blow, Luo Zhehang took advantage of the situation to step forward, and after choking the young man's right hand with his backhand, he violently poked four times at the lower side of his right rib, and black blood gushed out at that time, Luo Zhehang knew that the young man was hopeless.

He's like this, either he doesn't make a move, or if he wants to make a move, he will never leave any trouble.

After solving the young man in front of him, Luo Zhehang moved his gaze to the side.

Obviously, after seeing his agile skills, the young man's accomplices immediately realized the difference in strength between the two sides, and the thought of begging for mercy also surged in their hearts.

It's a pity that from the moment he pointed his knife at Luo Zhehang, his fate had already been decided.

Rushing to the other person like lightning, Luo Zhehang stabbed the other party's spleen as usual.

The frequency of his movements was fast, and he stabbed no less than a dozen times in just a few seconds.

In an instant, the young man who was standing had black eyes, and then fell straight to the ground.

After getting the two minions, Luo Zhehang shook the black blood on the blade expressionlessly, and glanced in the direction of the inner room casually, and then a strong killing intent emerged from his body.

At this time, the middle-aged man was immersed in the pleasure of flirting with beauty, and he did not notice the danger outside the house at all.

His lewd steps approached the woman, and just as the woman felt that her virginity was about to be lost today, the closed door was kicked open from the outside.

For a while, sawdust was splashing everywhere, dust was flying, and when Luo Zhehang walked into the house with a steady step, not only the middle-aged man, but also the woman was stunned with her mouth half open.

"How did you TM get in? What about Huazi? What about Dumbo? Exercise! I told them to see you Y, how did they ......"

patted his head in a trance, Luo Zhehang raised a harmless expression that wiped humans and animals: "Ah? You said those two guys outside, sorry, they probably won't be able to answer you for a while. ”

"What! What do you mean! Seeing that the man was covered in black blood, the middle-aged man realized something, took two steps back vigilantly, stretched out his hand to hold the woman in his arms, and raised a knife against the latter's neck: "What happened to you and them?" ”

"Kill!" An understatement of reply, but when it fell into the ears of the middle-aged man, it made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"What! You...... You killed them? ”

Nodding affirmatively: "I didn't want to kill them, but unfortunately they were disobedient, I can only ......"

Shrugging his shoulders, Luo Zhehang made a throat-cutting gesture, looking unusually relaxed, as if these were just commonplace.

But his actions brought huge pressure to the middle-aged man: "You ...... Don't mess around with Lao Tzu! If you dare to play any tricks, Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu stabbed her with a knife! ”

While speaking, the middle-aged man threatenedly poked the tip of the knife into the woman's flesh, and the startled woman shouted: "Don't! Don't! Help, save me! Help me! ”

"You TM shut up Lao Tzu!! And you, if you don't want her to have an accident, just put the knife down to Lao Tzu!! ”

Luo Zhehang thought about it for a while, and put down the sharp knife in his hand as he said: "OK, everything is easy to discuss, you calm down!" ”

"MD, kick it off!"

"No problem!" Kicking the knife to the feet of the middle-aged man, Luo Zhehang raised his hands high: "It's okay now, can you release people?" ”

"Let go!? Are you a three-year-old hairy child? Go, there's a rope at the head of the bed, tie it yourself! , Remember, don't play tricks on Lao Tzu, otherwise, hum!! ”

Seeing that Luo Zhehang was really going to tie herself with a rope, the woman's heart sank to the bottom.

What are you kidding, if the man really tied himself, then he wouldn't have to ...... today

The thought of being ridden by the fleshy beast to vent the rain and fire, the woman trembled involuntarily.

And her tremor undoubtedly aroused the anger of the middle-aged man.

You must know that the middle-aged man was already nervous, and at this moment, she was so that she couldn't control her emotions and pulled the woman's hair like a vent.

And it was he who gave Luo Zhehang the opportunity to kill.

0。 1 second, or less, in short, the moment Zhan Xiao saw that the woman's neck was far away from the coercive range of the tip of the knife due to the pull, he decisively touched his waist, and then pulled out the black "dragon teeth" inserted in the sheath, and immediately threw his hand.

In the next second, he heard a middle-aged man's miserable howl, and he fell down with his right arm.

"Does it hurt?"

Dragged past the woman who was still immersed in stupidity, Luo Zhehang walked towards the middle-aged man who fell to the ground.

The latter was in pain, and he was desperately protecting his right palm that had been pierced by the tip of the knife, blood gushed out like a pillar, and the corners of the middle-aged man's lips couldn't help shaking, and he muttered a word between them: "Brother, brother!" I...... Wrong! I was wrong! You...... Don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

"Hmmm! If you know your mistakes, you can change them! Good is great! It's great that you realize your mistakes! ”

With a smile on his face, Luo Zhehang slowly picked up the steel knife that Shi Cai had dropped, and just when the middle-aged man thought that he could escape this catastrophe, Sen Leng's knife light flashed, and then a faint trace of blood was cut from his neck......