Now is the time!

I shouted, "Fatty! ”

Then, I fell backwards suddenly, and the whole person was like a broken sugar cane, with my knees as the fold point, my hands propped up on the ground, and the whole person was like a 'π' word, standing horizontally in the air.

In this way, I distanced myself from this left hand, so that the fat man could shoot at it.

The fat man didn't say a word, and swept his left hand into the air, suddenly, and then heard two pops, which was the sound of a bullet into the flesh, and it seemed that it had hit it.

"Stop!" I yelled.

Just as the fat man stopped shooting, my hands pushed to the ground, and the whole person bounced up, grabbing the left hand like lightning.

Lao Tzu wants to catch a live one. After two shots, this guy shouldn't be that flexible, right?

The left hand seemed to sense that something was wrong, and scurried back, straight into the middle wing, then flicked it to the floor before disappearing into the opposite room.

Damn, what the hell is such a haunting thing?

"What about the war?" I asked out loud.

Wen Qianqian hissed and said: "I don't know, after entering the room, I walked in front, Wen Zhan was behind me, and I was about to come over to your side, when I suddenly heard the sound of things dragging away from behind, and when I looked back, Wen Zhan was gone, and then, I jumped out with such a hand and fought with me." ”

After scolding, he took out his shotgun, followed the fat man one after the other, sandwiched Wen Qianqian in the middle, and searched carefully in the two rooms on the left, but there was no trace of the battle at all, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

"Will you go back to the hall?" The fat man said.

It's also possible. The three of us turned back to the hall, and as soon as we arrived in the hall, my scalp suddenly went numb, and I couldn't help but gasp, the fat man scolded, and Wen Qianqian screamed.

In the middle of the hall, Fang Feng fell to the ground, his face was pale and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but Du Neng was hanging on the beam in the middle of the hall, a rope was directly put around his neck, the rope was a retractable looper, and the more he struggled, the tighter the rope would be.

At this time, Du Neng's face was already purple, his green muscles were exposed, his eyes were almost bulging out, his hands were struggling to pick the rope noose in the throat area, and his legs were kicking in the air, but the extent of his struggle seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to die.

Feeling out the dagger, I ran away, and the whole person flew up, swinging the knife and slashing at the rope. At this time, only cutting the rope can solve the urgent problem.

Just when my dagger was about to cut the rope, the dying Du Neng suddenly punched me in the head, I never dreamed that Du Neng would suddenly attack me, didn't he even have the strength to struggle?

After years of martial arts training, I twisted my body in mid-air, my head tilted back, and Du Neng's fist suddenly brushed against the tip of my nose. The fist wind of this punch is extremely fast, just like this, it makes the tip of my nose hurt, and I am even more surprised in my heart, the strength of Du Neng's punch is not under me, it doesn't look like a bad old man at all, what the hell is going on?

"Be careful!" The fat man's exclamation came from here.

Because of the twisting in the air, I swung the dagger at the rope, and it also deviated from its original track.

Hey, I simply followed the force of this twist, and the whole person was like a spinning top in the air, rotating three hundred and sixty degrees clockwise, intending to use this rotating force to cut the rope with the dagger in my right hand.

"It's the right hand!" The fat man screamed again below.

That right hand?

Damn, no wonder Du Neng's punch is so powerful, it turned out that the right hand was messing with the ghost for a long time.

I was shocked, but at this time, I no longer had the power to change my body in the air, so I could only continue to turn around and swing the knife, hoping that this knife could cut the rope.

Just when I turned around, suddenly a leg kicked over strangely, and at this time, I clearly saw Du Neng's two legs hanging in the air, this leg was not Du Neng's legs!

At this time, I no longer have any strength to change my body, I can only watch this kick directly in my lower abdomen, the force of this kick is extremely fierce, my whole person suddenly fell to the ground like a broken kite, staggered back a few steps, and struggled to stabilize the body, only to feel that the stomach was overturning, and I couldn't even speak for a while.

"Grass! There's still a leg! Without saying a word, the fat man picked up his submachine gun and pulled the trigger on the leg.

Sudden protrusion.

Due to the close proximity, almost all of these bullets entered the big / leg, and the big / leg trembled violently, and it actually fell to the ground, and with a flick on the ground, it jumped out directly from the hole in the wall of the board, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, another right hand was also separated from Du Neng's body, this right hand was the same right hand we saw at the door of the hotel at the beginning, the gunshot wound on its arm had healed, and I could see the bright red new flesh at the wound.

This right hand borrowed strength on Du Neng's shoulder, and stood directly on the top of Du Neng's head, the demonic eyes in the palm were still flashing with green light, looking at the fat man, the green eyes shot out of an angry gaze, as if he wanted the fat man to tear to pieces.

Momby, what kind of monster is this, the hole that was blown up by a shotgun has been repaired?

The fat man looked up and saw his right hand staring at him so hatefully, and he was immediately furious: "Damn, do you think you are a dick?" ”

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger at the top, and the bullets flew suddenly, at this moment, he didn't think about Du Neng's life or death at all.

The right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, hiding the eyes in the palm, and then fingered a little on the top of Du Neng's head, and the whole arm suddenly rolled in the air. Even so, in this round of strafing by the fat man, two bullets still hit the arm of his right hand, and one bullet cut off a large part of Du Neng's scalp.

The right hand trembled violently, and fell straight to the ground, fingers on the ground a little, spring-like jump, and actually met the muzzle of the fat man's gun, ignoring the bullets of the submachine gun, and grabbed the fat man's throat like lightning.

At this point, I had already come to my senses, and without saying a word, I pulled out my shotgun and fired a shot at this right hand.

With a bang, I didn't hit my right hand, but I shot the shrine down. The right hand seemed to be very afraid of this powerful shotgun, and a sharp brake fell to the ground, and then the fingertips touched the ground a little, and disappeared into the trees outside as fast as lightning through the hole in the wall.

"!" The fat man slung the submachine gun behind his back, took out the shotgun, opened the door and rushed outside, fired two shots at the open area, and then walked back with a curse.

Looking at Du Neng, at this time, Du Neng was hanging in the air and swaying around, and the blood flowing from his scalp painted his entire face blood red, and it seemed that he was already too dead to die anymore.

Another leap, cut the rope above Du Neng's head, and when his body fell to the ground, the fat man leaned over and sniffed, and shook his head at me: "It's dead." ”

I pointed at Fang Feng: "What about this guy?" ”

The fat man leaned in front of Fang Feng again and probed his nose: "He still has breathing." ”

After speaking, the fat man went to pinch his man, and after pinching for a while, Fang Feng didn't wake up, the fat man suddenly became irritable, and he slapped Fang Feng in the face with a snap.

Even so, Fang Feng didn't wake up, the fat man scolded, put the gun back in the space bag, grabbed Fang Feng's two legs, stood up and shook it hard, and put Fang Feng upside down behind him.

I once saw the fat man play this trick, in the kidnapping case, after I rescued Zhou Zhixiong from the bottom of the Xingjiang River, this is how the fat man woke him up.

As soon as he shook it twice, a mobile phone fell out of Fang Feng's pocket, and fell to the ground with a click, just about to remind the fat man, but he found that this mobile phone turned out to be the copycat mobile phone that was smashed by the fat man with a gun, and it was also the copycat mobile phone that pretended to be a ghost at the door at the beginning but disappeared later.

Damn, how could this copycat phone be in Fang Feng's pocket?

The fat man didn't notice it, he kept jumping around, and finally, Fang Feng coughed violently and woke up.

Let the fat man put it down, Fang Feng sat on the ground with a somewhat dull gaze, looked around, didn't seem to know what was going on, I walked up to him and said with a smile: "Are you awake?" ”

Fang Feng shook his head in astonishment, and nodded again.

I snorted, squatted down with my gun, and slapped Fang Feng with a wave of my hand, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Brother Ghost, he has woken up, and there is no need to fight anymore." ”

Fang Feng also covered his face and looked at me angrily and surprised: "What are you beating me for?" ”

I picked up the copycat phone on the ground, put it in front of him, and shouted, "Say, how can this phone be in your pocket." ”

"Damn!" The fat man saw the copycat mobile phone at this time, and when he heard me say this, he was immediately furious, and Peng is punch made Fang Feng fall to the ground with his back to the sky, humming and chirping for a long time before he got up, his cheeks were high and swollen, and the blood on his nose flowed.

"Say! How does this phone end up in your pocket? The fat man took out the shotgun, pressed it against Fang Feng's forehead, and said with a cruel smile: "You don't have to say it, anyway, I haven't exploded other people's heads when I'm so big, so I'll use you to open the foreign meat today." I count three times, one ......"

Fang Feng was immediately anxious, and stammered: "I...... I don't know, it's ...... How does it ...... It will be in my pocket. I'm ...... Don't know, don't shoot...... I don't know anything......"

The fat man of the "second ......" had a hideous face and gritted his teeth.

"I don't know, I don't know anything...... Don't shoot......" Fang Feng hissed, his eyes rolling around, as if he wanted to find someone to help intercede.

Just as he looked behind me, his eyes suddenly straightened, as if he had seen something incredible.

And I, too, saw a dark shadow flashing behind him from the image of his eyes, as if something was approaching in a hurry.

I turned around in shock, only to see a left hand shooting at me, my index finger and middle finger separated, directly into my eye, and the strange green in the palm of my hand flashed endlessly.