At that time, He Shuxiang was hungry and cold, dragging his extremely tired body down the mountain step by step, he was already almost desperate, disheartened, and discouraged, he didn't want to and couldn't struggle anymore, even if he fell into the legal net, what was waiting for him would be ruthless sanctions, and he didn't want to struggle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Shuxiang stumbled forward on a mountain path, and suddenly three policemen came out of the bushes on the side of the road, and as soon as two of them saw He Shuxiang, they ran up and twisted him to the ground, took out a pair of handcuffs and were about to cuff him.

At this moment, the remaining man suddenly pulled out a military dagger and stabbed the two previous policemen to death one by one, leaving him covered in blood.

He Shuxiang struggled to get up from the ground, panting and asking, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'm not a police officer." The man said, "As long as you do what I say, I guarantee you will live." ”

"What do you want me to do?"

"What we need is people like you, perverts like you." As he spoke, he wiped a handful of blood plasma from his face, which made him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I get you out, you have to listen to my arrangement, and you have to do it unconditionally whatever I ask you to do."

After that, the man took off the clothes of one of the police officers and asked He Shuxiang to put them on, and then said, "You shouldn't be afraid, right?" ”

He Shuxiang smiled and replied, "Scared? Ever since I killed the first person, I didn't know how to write the word 'afraid'. ”

The man glanced at He Shuxiang, but didn't say a word, turned around and walked forward quickly, on the way he met a lot of police officers searching the mountain, but saw that these people looked respectful when they saw the person, so He Shuxiang was easily taken out by this person and came to an abandoned chemical factory.

He Shuxiang was full of doubts and asked him, "What do you want to do when you bring me to this kind of place?" Are you a scrap metal collector? ”

The man laughed and said, "You have such a good sense of humor, don't you want to know what I brought you here for?" ”

"If you want to say, why should I bother asking; If you don't want to say, it's useless for me to ask. He Shuxiang said lightly.

The man didn't speak, but pulled out a dagger from his waist, took He Shuxiang's hand, and slapped the dagger in his hand. Then he took out four photos from his body, pressed them on a rusty desk, and then turned around and left.

He Shuxiang glanced at the photo on the table and didn't know what to mean. After the man walked seven or eight meters, his steps froze, and he said, "After you kill these four people, I will come to you." ”

"How can I find them?"

"On the back of the photo, there is their address. However, you have to be fast, they don't stay in the same place all the time. With that, he left without looking back.

He Shuxiang stared at the place where the man disappeared for a moment, took a deep breath, and then put away the photos on the desk one by one, he stared at the photos, and the five people in the photos came into his mind at the same time.

The first person looks ordinary, but He Shuxiang keenly found that in his ordinary face, a pair of eyes are particularly sharp, as if he has a pair of eagle-like eyes, even if it is just a photo, He Shuxiang can feel a chill from it.

"He's not an ordinary person." He Shuxiang muttered. His eyes glanced at another photo, but before he could see the appearance of the person in the photo, a dagger suddenly fixed in front of his eyes, and the blade of the knife was still trembling, making a "buzzing" sound.

He Shuxiang raised his eyes and saw that there was already a person standing in front of him, his eagle-like eyes staring straight at him, and the corners of his mouth slowly appeared with a crescent-like arc.

He could see at a glance that this was the person in the photo, and he said to He Shuxiang: "Don't look at the other people, they are all dead." ”

He Shuxiang understood, that person asked him to kill, and the person who also wanted him to kill killed killed himself.

"I didn't expect that the last person I was going to kill would be a scholar."

He Shuxiang replied: "Scholar? Do you think I'm a scholar? As he spoke, his hand was already clenched tightly in his hand, and he asked the man, "If I'm not wrong, you're a murderer, aren't you?" ”

"That's right, otherwise, I wouldn't have killed all four of them, as long as I kill you, everything will be over, I will fly away, and the law will not be able to help me."

He Shuxiang said: "You think too far, just in front of the chemical plant, only one person can go out." ”

"That person will definitely not be ......"

Before the man finished speaking, the knife in He Shuxiang's hand had been nailed to the man's throat, and blood splattered out from the wound, he covered his neck with both hands, shook it back and forth a few times, and then fell to the ground, his limbs were not raised, and the blood foam in his mouth gurgled out, and he couldn't live.

He Shuxiang kicked his body, snorted, and said: "You are good at everything, but you talk too much nonsense, and sometimes, talking too much sometimes kills people." ”