Chapter 13: Spike

The autumn wind howled, blowing dead leaves flying all over the sky, the unclosed antique wooden windows on both sides of the buildings were blown by the autumn wind, making a crackling sound, the engine shook gently, and the car moved slowly down the street.

There was a corner in front of him, Fang Jian's heart tightened, his right hand shook, and he instantly shifted to the reverse gear, and he wanted to retreat.

The road ahead was obstructed by debris such as steel pipe racks, and vehicles were obviously impassable.

At this moment, several steel shelves were thrown out of the back of the car, and three young men with yellow and green hair drilled out of the houses on both sides, one holding a machete in his hand, and the other two holding sharpened threaded steel bars, and shouted arrogantly at Fang Jian: "Get out of the car, get down!" Tsk, such a good car! ”

Fang Jian and You Ren looked at each other, You Ren quietly hid the military thorn in his arms, the two opened the car door, and slowly walked out of the car.

"Get in"

The man with the knife stepped forward and pushed Fang Jian, pointed to the door of a hidden room next to him and said, Fang Jian glanced at him, and then walked into the room with You Ren.

The room is very large, Fang Jian's eyes slowly adapt to the change of light, and in the middle is a common square table in the countryside, with a few pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table, a few pieces of fatty and dripping bacon on the plate, a man with a scar on his face squinting at Fang Jian with a wine glass, and a bald man with a meaty face standing aside.

"Hehe, Brother Ping, two fat sheep, there are a lot of good things in the car!" The young man with the knife stepped forward quickly and said flatteringly to the man who was seated.

Scarface stared at Fang Jian with a big sting: "Oh, that's good! Hehe, brother, I'm sorry, I'm smiling at things, it's not that I can't look down on it in this year, what do you say? ”

"Brother Ping is good!"

Fang Jian arched his hand: "Our brothers are passing by here, disturbing Brother Ping, everything is filial to your eldest brother, but we still have to rush this car!" ”

The man who was standing immediately changed his face: "Fuck you, shame on your face, you still want a car?" ”

"Big brother, dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, we don't want the car" You Ren hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his waist and said.

At this moment, Fang Jian saw the whole situation in the room clearly, there were several young women curled up in the corner, their heads and bodies were sticking to white sticky substances, emitting a fishy smell, a wooden door that was not completely closed was dripping with blood, a miserable white hand was hanging in the blood, and a young woman in professional clothes about thirty years old looked at Fang Jian and the two in a daze with a plate full of vegetables.

The man who was sitting suddenly stood up, holding a pistol in his hand.

Yes, it's a pistol, a police pistol*.

The man brandished his pistol and looked at the square sword: "Are you very dragged, rich man?" Drive a Land Rover, hum, it's in my hands today. It's all ... ”

The muzzle of the black hole shook in front of Fang Jian's eyes, and the man's mouth spat flew around. Fang Jian's nerves were tense and he didn't dare to move.

A woman's faint cry came from the next room: "Brother Debao, save me!" ”

Fang Jianxin said that it was going to be bad, and his eyes swept over, only to see the corners of You Ren's small eyes jumping.

At this moment, Xiao Wei's angry roar came from outside the door, and a man shouted with palpitations: "Mom! There's a dog! ”

Everyone in the room was stunned, Fang Jian grabbed the bald man's shoulder, kicked the ground with his left leg, and pressed his right shoulder against the big man's back, and hit the scar-faced man across the square table.

呯~呯呯

Three gunshots rang out, the firelight flashed, two bullets hit the bald man's chest, and one bullet grazed Fang Jian's ear.

Crackling, boom~

Several people fell together, the square table and chairs turned into wood and splashed in all directions under the violent impact, and the gun in Scarface's hand fell out.

The pistol fell in front of the eyes of several people, the young man with the knife was stunned, and was just about to bend down to pick up the pistol, You Ren frowned, his little eyes suddenly widened, he took out the military thorn from his arms, stepped forward, once, twice, gasped in his mouth, and the military stab stabbed the young man's stomach hard.

Everything happened in an instant, no more than a few seconds at most, the bald man stared with disbelieving eyes, and the scar-faced man's chest was knocked down by a huge force, and his mouth was spitting blood, and he couldn't live.

The young man who jumped in outside the door saw this scene, raised the steel bar in his hand, his legs kept trembling, Fang Jian pulled the steel bar, raised it above his head and was about to smash it down, the young man fell to the ground in fright, a large disgusting yellow water trace appeared in the crotch of his pants, Fang Jian kicked him over, bent down to pick up the pistol, and walked out.

Outside the door, the back door of the car was open, Xiao Wei stood in the back seat viciously, roaring fiercely, and the young man with dyed green hair was paralyzed on the ground, and kept begiving.

You Ren was covered in blood, rushed into the room and picked up a girl covered in injuries, and kept calling out in his mouth: "Little girl, little girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

The girl opened her eyes and gave him a difficult smile: "Brother Debao"

Fang Jian frowned: "Debao, pay attention to the search"

You Ren looked terrified, quickly put the person down, held the military thorn tightly, and searched around the house.