When I turned my head, it turned out to be Pu Lan.

I was speechless for a moment.

He glanced at me, looked around, pulled out the key, pressed it, and the door opened. I then remembered that this mushroom-like house was Pulan's home, and I couldn't help but hesitate.

"Get in." As he spoke, he gave me a push.

As soon as she entered the door, Pu Lan immediately locked the door, picked up the remote control to close the anti-theft curtains, and said while taking out her mobile phone: "Go to the kitchen."

"You don't ask ......"

"It's too late." "He's outside," he said.

When I got to the kitchen, the burglar-proof curtains on all the windows were closed, and the room was in total darkness.

I can only resign myself to fate when I get to this point, even if Pu Lan hands me over directly, it's nothing. After all, this is Fanyin's housework, not to mention that I ran into his house by myself.

I had to stand in the room, open the pistol safe, and load the bullets.

I didn't think about the use of a pistol, but I at least thought about it: I was going to divorce Fanyin.

He's been playing tricks on me all the time.

I find it ironic:

I forgot how many times I felt cold when I was beaten three times.

Forget the fear of being choked tightly by his throat.

Forget the horror of being crushed by him under the muzzle of the firing state.

Forget the despair of being kicked in a pool of blood by him......

How much do I love him?

How cheap it is! What a shame! How masochistic! How forgetful! How stupid! will choose to fall in love with a devil!

I want to kill this disgusting self!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, and for a moment the sky was spinning, like the ground cracking.

I couldn't stand on my feet, and I clung to the cabinet on the wall in a panic, and I almost went to the west in panic when I heard the sound of footsteps.

It's Pu Lan.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled open a wall next to the refrigerator without saying a word, which turned out to be a secret door. After opening, there is a staircase of a black hole.

He tapped the switch on the wall and said, "Stay inside."

I hurriedly asked, "What happened just now?"

"He's blowing up the door." "Stay in there, I'll figure out how to deal with him," he said.

Explode?

I couldn't help but feel weak, and he closed the door.

When I came back to my senses and twisted the doorknob, it was useless. Cold moisture poured out from the end of the stairs, as if it had poured directly into my heart.

I'm really crazy......

When the vibration came again, I clung to the doorknob so that I didn't stumble and fall in.

Debris kept falling from the roof, and I hid in horror in the corner under the door. There is no other way but to tremble.

With such power, will the house still exist?

Will Pu Lan be blown up?

Can I still get out?

I......

I felt so scared, even more so than when I was choked by his neck. It seemed to me that this man would not only kill me, not only bully women, and tell strange jokes to irritate me. He was able to bomb the house only because I was pregnant with his child and I didn't want to have another miscarriage......

That's when I realized that he was a madman.

Physically and psychologically, he was a madman.

It feels ...... It's really ridiculous.

The shaking stopped.

I waited stiffly for a long time, but I never heard anything else.

Is the traditional sound gone?

How's Pu Lan?

My hand gripping the doorknob was already numb, and I wanted to put it down.

But as soon as he let go, he suddenly heard a gunshot, and at the same time, the door panel shook violently.

I instinctively clenched the doorknob, but to no avail. The gunshots were getting closer, and several of them hit the door panel.

It is clear that the situation outside has entered a state of white heat.

I knew it was supposed to be a basement, but I didn't want to go down because it was so dark and I was afraid to die in it. But although the door panel was not penetrated, the outer layer must have been nailed several bullet holes. I felt like a pawn trapped in a dead game, with no way out.

Suddenly, the gunfire went out for a while.

Someone spoke.

It's Pu Lan.

His voice was clear, and he had clearly just reached the kitchen.

"Fan Xian blew through my door, destroyed my garden, and broke into my house with people for no reason." Pu Lan's voice sounded unfamiliar, not the tone in which I was talking. No, it was the tone in which he spoke to me for the first time, mixed with a thick ridicule: "According to the rules, you have to correct the Fa on the spot, right?"

Fanyin was captured?!

There was no sound, and after a while, the gunshot rang out suddenly: "What are you shaking?" Pu Lan's voice was mixed with a thick smugness and mockery: "What do the little brothers call you?" Fighter plane? Sure enough, the claim is the claim, and this level dares to break into my door? ”

Of course, the fighter is not my little sweet! It must be that pervert!

I don't believe that Pu Lan can catch that pervert, she must have caught Xiao Tiantian. I hurriedly knocked on the door, but no one paid attention to me, only to hear a gunshot and a vague whimper of a man.

I was stunned......

Was Fanyin killed?

It was as if my whole body had been evacuated, and I fell to the ground all at once.

My husband is dead......

I mean my Britney.

My Britney husband is dead.

My mind popped up with him pouting and kissing me on the day he got married.

Also, half a year ago, he sat in an empty practice room, playing the guitar and singing to me.

I......

Good heartache.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang on the door, and a low command came from outside the door: "Open the door."

It's the sound of a complex sound.

He has become a master.

I was a little excited at first, and I slapped the door panel, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong! That scumbag is going to catch me for a miscarriage!

What about Pu Lan? Is he dead or? Was the voice just now his?

At this moment when I was messy, there was another slamming sound on the door panel: "Come out."

No, I can't go out.

Is Pu Lan dead?

If he didn't die, but I couldn't hide, and Fanyin killed Pu Lan, then what should I do? After all, today's incident was completely mischief for him. Actually, it's the same for me.

If Pu Lan dies, I won't be able to hide for long. But if I go out now, Pu Lan won't be able to survive.

Thinking about this, I fell into despair all of a sudden.

My child is gone again.

It's just two children, and it's all his. What exactly are they doing wrong? What the hell am I doing wrong......

Suddenly, the door was opened.

I was still clutching the doorknob and was dragged out of the door before I had time to let go.

In front of me is the black slippers that Fanyin wears at night.

I let go and looked up in horror to see his gloomy face.

He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up so hard that he looked like he was going to rip me off.

I thought he was going to beat me, or just strangle me. But he didn't, probably because it was outside, and he let go of his hand in hatred.

This expression......

Hehe.

There were corpses lying on the ground, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and there was blood dripping from Fanyin's arm, and there was a bloody bullet hole on it. But how can a pervert feel pain? He pointed a pistol at Pu Lan, who fell to the ground, and asked coldly, "I don't know if this is my wife?"

Pu Lan was shot in the shoulder, and the blood was pouring down. His face was pale, his lips trembled, and he looked at me with a coldness in his eyes.

"At two o'clock in the morning, my wife was at your house, disheveled, and locked up in the basement." Fanyin raised her eyebrows, blushed her face, and said slowly: "That's right, Mr. Pu, why did I blow up your door?" I should have just blown up your house for no reason. ”

This is just!

He knows better than anyone why I'm here! He also recognizes the style of my dressing gown!

I hurriedly ran over to block Pu Lan: "Fanyin! It's clear that you forced me to be cornered......"

"Me?" He lifted his eyelids and looked at me emotionlessly, "Get out."

I sneered: "Isn't it who you are?" You told me a good thing last time......"

"Bang"!

The steaming bullet grazed my leg and nailed it to the floor at my feet.

I was stunned, looked at the bullet, and when I looked up again, my legs began to weaken: the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at me, and fear came over my eyes, making me dizzy.

I know he dares to shoot, he will shoot. He had already shot at me.

"Get out." He gave the order again.

I also want to get out because I'm afraid of death. But at this point, it's impossible for me to roll anymore. Even if I want to kill Pu Lan, I have to have a convincing reason. It's really unbearable to mess around with me like this.

What's more, I can't save the child even if I roll, and looking at this posture, it doesn't look like I can save my life.

I said, "I'm not leaving." I'm going to ......"

Gunfire rang out again. The bullet didn't drive into my body, but into Pulan's leg.

Fanyin grimaced, and said while loading, "Get out."

I don't care!

Seeing that he pointed the muzzle of his gun at Pu Lan, it was obvious that he was going to continue shooting. It's not that he can't see the head, he's just disgusting, and he won't give people a happy death!

He must have thought that Pu Lan would help me!

I couldn't beat him, and I didn't dare to pounce on Pu Lan to block the gun. After all, I can't stop them all, that will only hasten his death.

I have no master, I ......

Right! I still have a gun!

Who do I shoot with a gun? Do you play a complex sound?

No......

I raised my pistol, aimed it at my jaw, and said, "Stop."

Fanyin looked at him expressionlessly: "Put the gun down."

"Stop." It seems that it is still a little more useful, so it will be easy to do, I said, "Get out."

Irritated, he reached out and grabbed my wrist, apparently trying to pull my wrist away to grab the pistol. How can I rely on him? Hurriedly put his finger into the trigger circle, and his movements froze.

I said, "."

My hands were shaking, and I couldn't avoid it. As long as he is not bent on death, anyone who points a loaded pistol at himself will inevitably tremble.

But it doesn't matter, it's providential that I'm dead.

Fanyin squeezed my wrist and said softly, "Don't be impulsive, I won't kill him." As he spoke, he raised the hand holding the gun, spread his fingers, and the pistol fell to the floor with a thud.

"Kick away." He was wearing a nightgown, and he was sure that he had no other weapons on him.

He kicked the gun, and his expression became more gentle: "It's me who is bad, I apologize." There's only one life, don't mess around, okay? ”

Hehe, that's how he lied to me before.