I was thinking in my heart, whether I wanted to kill this Li Songling now. If he runs out like this, it's really hard for ordinary people to deal with. What if he was like this for a while? What if he waits and turns back? I don't dare to think about it, and I don't want to kill a good person by mistake. After all, Li Songling's real surname is not like this.

Ao Xiang searched for a long time and didn't find what he was looking for, and said vigorously: "No, I looked at this place just now, so I moved first just now, why didn't there be anything." I stared at Li Songling and instructed him, "You are looking carefully, maybe it is something else, maybe it is not a cup." Ao Xiang looked for it, and I continued to stare at Li Songling, for fear that he would make another move.

In fact, it's not that I'm afraid of any physical movements on him, I'm afraid that something like a blood cup will suddenly appear in his hand, and it won't be easy to do. Li Songling, now that he has lost his surname, no one knows what he will do next, if he really gets out of that blood cup or a magic weapon similar to a blood cup, it is estimated that this community will be ruined today. In the past, he was a more rational murderer, but today the situation is different, and from the way he looks now, I can still see that he still has a mind, but it is not a human mind.

Whatever you are most afraid of, you will come. Li Songling slapped his palm on the combination cabinet in the living room, and his hand went straight in. I screamed badly, and was about to rush forward, but it was too late. He had reached out, clutching a golden goblet-like cup. At this time, where is there time to see what kind of cup it looks like, it will definitely not be a good thing, and it is the greatest luck to be able to stop him.

Li Songling grabbed the combination cabinet and threw it in my direction. Ao Xiang didn't care about looking for something, he leaned over and dodged, I was not as flexible as him, so I could only block it with my arms. This Li Songling's strength is not very large, at least for me. The cabinet stopped me and made me take two steps back. When Ao Xiang had already arrived, he dodged and rushed to the balcony.

I shouted, "Don't let him run." Ao Xiang now disregarded his image, lying on the ground and running in the direction of the balcony. But we are still a step late, this is the second floor, and it is no problem for an adult to jump down, not to mention Li Songling, who is now surnamed Dafa? Ao Xiang jumped down without hesitation and began to chase in the direction where Li Songling had fled. I looked at the second floor and jumped without hesitation.

Not to mention, I feel like I'm really a bit of a wall-to-wall. Many policemen and armed police in front of him had already blocked Li Songling's way, and by the time we caught up, there was already a policeman who couldn't afford it, and it seemed that the blood on his body had been drained. I took a deep breath and shouted, "Run, run." When the other policemen saw this strange scene, they were stunned and only stood stupidly.

It's not that the police are ineffective or that they are too slow to react, but that the blood cup draws blood too quickly. I don't know what's going on, all that's left is a daze. After all, this thing is so weird, killing people invisibly. At this time, the blood cup seemed to be filled with blood. Li Songling's jaw had been dislocated by me, so he could only tilt his head and pour the blood in the blood cup into his mouth. Not to pour, but to pour. I thought to myself, "Is this a cup of blood for a man?" This cup is 200 milliliters at most, how can a person die if he loses 200 milliliters of blood? ”

Actually, I can't think about it that much. I took out the long knife in my backpack, and greeted Li Songling regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one. I hoped to stop him and the blood, but it was still a step too late, and that cup of blood was not enough for him to drink. Among the people of Ao Xiang, the most important thing here is the police. Pulling them to run quickly, these policemen seemed to be a little dumbfounded, and probably had never seen such a strange scene before.

The knife missed, and this Li Songling seemed to have eyes behind him, so he easily dodged it. If the knife failed, I switched to slashing and swept towards Li Songling. Li Songling, who drank blood, and the two of them just now, are now more monkeys than monkeys. I also have a feeling that my whole body can't be strengthened, this Li Songling is really too dexterous.

In fact, all this happened too fast, it is estimated that we are still on the second floor in half a minute, and now a policeman has died. I reckon this blood cup can only be used with concentration, if it can be used casually, and now we don't have any living people here. Therefore, I must not stop, as long as I stop, it is estimated that this blood cup will kill again.

Ao Xiang saw that the frightened policemen had already started to run, and he joined the battle circle. One dozen and one was more than enough just now, but now two and one seem to be powerless, probably in broad daylight in order not to attract people's eyes, Ao Xiang did not use the trick of "breaking the whole into zero", but attacked this half-human and half-demon Li Songling with me. The current Li Songling, from his eyes, can see that he has recovered some reason, not human reason, a bit like a demon, the feeling of going mad.

Although Li Songling's expression was more distorted, his tongue was drooping outside like a dog's tongue, and his chin was shaking with the swing of his body, as if he might fall off at any time. My nose was also kicked and collapsed, and the bridge of my nose is probably broken. But his eyes were still steadfast, as if he didn't care about these external injuries at all, and as if this body was not his in the first place.

"Ao Xiang, come and help, stop him talking first." I'm really in a hurry, for fear that if I'm not careful, I will become the next dry corpse. I now understand why the vampires in the West and the vampire zombies in the East are all about. If a person becomes like this, and then sucks blood, adding to the current appearance of not being afraid of knives and guns, and making two fangs, he is a vampire.

The root of all this is the blood cup in his hand. I don't know if this is the blood cup in the hands of the descendant of Jiuli, anyway, it's probably a tool of this kind. Now it is difficult to get out the origin of this magic weapon from the mouth of the goods, according to the current medical point of view, the current Li Songling belongs to the category of epilepsy and mental illness.

Now Ao Xiang and I are attacking Li Songling left and right, and this cargo can come and go freely. Not far away, I have already seen the figures of Zhao Yang and Director Wang, but they are far away, I think I am also worried that this kid will go crazy again. In fact, I was worried all the time, and for the next second, I would lie down. I hope my guess is correct, because I always feel that this Li Songling is constantly moving to watch me, and whenever he locks on me, he will be interrupted by our attack.

Now, I feel like a martial arts master. It's just that kind of powerless martial arts master, although there is no routine in the kung fu in our hands, but it seems that there are no tricks to win. Just can't stop, if we don't tighten this goods now, it is estimated that we will fall down in the next second. must not be run away by this goods, the current Li Songling has been constantly retreating to the gate, and there is a tendency to want to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

I shouted, "Team Zhao, use all kinds of means, don't let him escape." "Team Zhao and a group of policemen at the gate of the community have a tendency to fry a bit at this time, I don't know if it's because of Li Songling's proximity or because of my words. Now I feel like chasing monkeys, Ao Xiang's kung fu is not much better than mine, I feel like he is catching chickens now. I still have control tools in my hand, and I don't know how to explain the long knife in my hand to Team Zhao, if they ask, I will say that I took it at Li Songling's house.

Have pity on my long knife, and it must not be confiscated. If it's confiscated, I'll lose a lot. When we were still twenty steps away from the gate of the community, Li Songling suddenly distanced us, as if he wanted to run over the wall. At this time, a muffled sound was heard. This Li Songling's head was a blood mist, and I didn't know what was going on, so I subconsciously rushed forward.

This Li Songling staggered a few steps and fell down. I didn't know what was going on at the time, so I rushed up to him and kicked him in the back. He was completely kicked by me, and the cup in his hand never left his hand. To be on the safe side, I slashed him in the wrist again – cutting off his hand holding the cup.

Ao Xiang looked at me, and looked at the corpse on the ground. At this time, Zhao Yang and the others also ran here, Ao Xiang immediately squatted down, broke the hand holding the cup, took the cup from his hand, and hurriedly stuffed it into my backpack. It was so fast that I didn't even notice it...... Because I'm looking at Li Songling's corpse. On his head, a large hole, which was supposed to have been shot.

I looked around at the vantage points again, and there were definitely police snipers on top of it. Just now, Li Songling and us distanced themselves and wanted to run, but the sniper saw the opportunity and was killed with one shot. I really admire this sniper, the shot is really accurate, a headshot, I used to always watch CS to watch other people's headshots, but I didn't expect this scene to appear in reality, and I let myself catch up. I hurriedly put my long knife in the backpack behind my back, so as not to wait for trouble, after all, there are many people.

When I turned around, Ao Xiang didn't know where to go. When I was wondering, Captain Zhao Yang and Director Wang of the local police station and a group of policemen arrived. I squatted down and looked at Li Songling's corpse, it seemed that he had lost his breath, and he was shot in the head. At this time, Ao Xiang ran back again, took a large bowl in his hand, stained some Li Songling's blood on the ground, and put it next to Li Songling's severed hand.

I don't know how people feel, but my face is green anyway. I thought to myself, "Is this okay?" "If so, it does. The follow-up finishing work is none of our business, Team Zhao instructed us to follow up the work, and he took us out of the scene. After leaving, Zhao Yang said mysteriously: "It's all over? I nodded and said, "I think it's fine." He sighed heavily, and let a policeman escort us away, leaving nothing else to ask.

When I got home, I asked Ao Xiang with some anxiety: "You use a big bowl to pretend to be that blood cup, can you do it?" Ao Xiang said with a nonchalant face: "Didn't people say anything?" Why can't it work? It's better than falling into someone else's hands, what if that happens next time? It's better to keep it in your own hands. I nodded, indicating that at the same time, Ao Xiang's opinion, just using a big bowl to pretend to be a blood cup, made me feel very unreliable, after all, so many people are watching. To put it mildly, it's called crime scene destruction.

But when it comes to speaking, this cup can instantly suck people's blood, which is really a bit too terrifying, and if it falls into the hands of the bad guys, it will really be impossible to prevent. Fortunately, this Li Songling is an ordinary person, if he is a person in the Daomen, then the consequences are not terrible for these people.

The cup that was stolen and brought back was placed on the coffee table at home, and everyone gathered around to look at it slowly. It's also the first time I've been so careful with this cup. I don't know what material this cup is made of. The outside is yellow, if it is gold, but it is not as heavy as gold in the hand. If it's copper, it can't be yellow. This cup is like a magnified goblet, and the cup is engraved with strange patterns around it, and I feel dizzy after looking at it for a long time. The inside of the cup is also engraved with some weird patterns, and the shape is definitely different from the outside.

If the pattern on the outside seems to be artificially carved, then the pattern inside the cup seems to be naturally formed. But how can this natural formation be in the cup? It's definitely hand-carved, but it's too skilled. This cup, placed on the table, is like a work of art, and it is absolutely impossible to see that it is a murder weapon.

Hu Yin picked up the cup and looked left and right for a long time. I asked her, "This is the blood cup you were talking about?" Hu Yin shook his head and said: "I don't know, about the legend of the blood cup, I also listened to the master, besides, even if it is the blood cup of the descendants of Jiuli, how can it appear here, according to time calculation and their migration in history, this cup should be in Central Asia or Europe now, if it is not destroyed in the war of history, it should never appear here, and it is still in the hands of an ordinary person." ”

Actually, this is also a question in my heart, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with this cup. At the beginning, I saw with my own eyes that Li Songling drank blood from this cup, and I also saw that the policeman died instantly. Hu Yin looked at the old man for a long time, then put the cup back and said, "This cup is a little weird, I can't tell you clearly." ”

You can't kill someone in order to verify the authenticity of this cup, right? This is absolutely impossible, no matter what the origin of this cup is, at least it is in our hands now, and we are not afraid of falling into the hands of bad people in the future. This case is also understood, anyway, I hope the trouble caused by this thing is over.

Hiding this cup, I took a few pictures along the way. Inside and out, up and down, and then I took this picture to a metal processing factory, and asked them to make one for me according to the cup in the photo, and of course I reported it to them in terms of size or something. It was supposed to be delivered in a week, but I added another 1,000 yuan, and I could get it in two days.

To make another cup like this is just in case, I'm afraid that Ao Xiang will make a big bowl temporarily. After all, so many people saw it at that time, and if Zhao Yang asked me in the future, I would also have something to give him. The real thing can't be given to him, but it's okay to make a fake one, after all, no one has the guts to try whether this cup is real or fake, right? If you have the courage to experiment, if you don't succeed, you can only show that your five elements are low, and you can't blame others.