As far as the eye can see, there are scars all over the eyes, and there are knife marks and marks of throwing sticks. It turned out that just now, the two of them had a big battle and the moves fell on the wall and floor. At this moment, the surrounding walls are like the yellow earth washed by heavy rain, and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the eyes are full of devastation.

What's even more pitiful is that the door, which was cut in two by Ximen Jing, hung diagonally on the door frame, and could fall down at any time. The load-bearing wall at the door burst into a large gap, and a large section of the steel bars in the cement was exposed. This is the first time that Ximen Jing slashed, no wonder his arms were numb at that time, and it turned out to be cut on the load-bearing wall.

And Wu Cong was still unable to extricate himself from the illusion, as if in battle, he continued to attack the wall with his throwing stick. His clothes were disheveled, his eyes were like blood, his hair was blown up, he looked like a mad tiger, panting like a cow, sweating like rain, and he was fierce and fierce in every move, and the cement and wall skin were splashed, and the sound was like a drum.

It's the middle of the night, and it's on the upper floors of the residents. Presumably, most of the residents upstairs were awakened, and nine out of ten they called the police, and the police car was on the way.

Ximen Jing called Brother Wu a few times, but Wu Chong didn't even look back, just shouted: "Hurry up, brother go quickly!"

Ximen Jing knew that although the illusion was broken at this moment, Wu Cong's mind was still lost, and if he was allowed to go on like this, there was only one way to die of exhaustion. Now they dare not approach him, and anyone who approaches is likely to be targeted as a blood man.

Ximen Jing was in a hurry and shouted: "Brother Wu, help me deal with the enemy three steps behind you!"

Wu Cong's mind is lost, but in his subconscious, Ximen Jing is the most trustworthy person. He immediately did as he was told, turned and walked three paces away, picked up his sling, and struck it as if there was an enemy there. Ximen Jing saw the opportunity, reversed the straight knife, and slashed at his shoulder and neck with a back knife on the 'missing basin point' on his shoulder and neck.

This acupoint is the key acupoint of the 'Zuyang Ming Stomach Meridian', which has the effect of dissipating dampness and dispelling evil, and is close to the neck artery, and will cause short-term fainting or even shock when hit hard. This knife Ximen Jing didn't dare to use all his strength, at least he used seven points of strength.

After being stabbed on the back, Wu Cheng didn't even make a sound, as if the figure of half of the iron tower popped and fell to the ground. Ximen Jing hurriedly rushed to the front, pinched the person, patted his chest, and woke him up with a rush of work.

At this time, Wu Chong was extremely embarrassed, his hood fell off, his clothes were torn, and only one boot was left. He woke up and exhaled a long breath, the blood red in his eyes faded a lot and he regained clarity, but his spirit was very weak, and the muscles in his body were constantly spasming, almost collapsing. Just now, he sacrificed his life in a battle, and he also hurt his vitality, and even suffered internal injuries.

After being well-informed, Ximenjing's hearing reached an unprecedented extreme, and at this moment he could even hear the whispers of his next-door neighbor. There was someone on the stairs walking briskly upstairs, and it was still two people, most likely the police. Hurriedly put his arm on Wu Cong's shoulder and asked. "Brother Wu, can you go?"

Wu Chong nodded reluctantly. At this time, it was too late to go out, Ximen Jing half-dragged him and walked towards the bathroom, planning to hide first, wait for Wu Chong to recover, and then find a chance to escape.

As soon as the two of them reached the gate, half of the gate fell with a bang, the door opened, and two people in police uniforms suddenly appeared outside the door.

It is impossible to escape if you want to take the road, Ximen Jing secretly scolded Nima, thinking to himself, this is considered to be going in, breaking into private houses at night, destroying private property, and adding a murder suspect, he will not be able to get out in a short time.

When Ximen Jing was pondering how to find a relationship to get rid of himself, or to do it, a shout came from outside the door: "The people inside come out, we are the police!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Ximen Jing's hanging heart was put back into his stomach. It turned out that the person outside the door was Wang Shan, and there might be room for a turn in this matter, so he hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Shanshan, it's me!"

Two people in black uniforms flashed into the door, and Wang Shan snorted coldly: "I knew it was you!"

Ximen Jing saw another person, it was none other than his good partner, Qin Yun'er. Suddenly he was so angry that he was furious, this girl said that she wouldn't betray herself, but now it's good, she actually brought Wang Shan here, and this matter is completely big.

"Hey, old classmate, fate, Su Zi said, 'There are guests without wine, there is wine without food, the moon is white and the wind is clear, why not be such a good night' It's better for the little brother to be the east, how about we talk about the wine night?"

"Have wine, give this immortal two catties!" Xiao Jiao Biao came out of Ximen Jing's pocket, and when he saw the two policewomen in front of him, he waved his paws excitedly, and called incoherently: "Hey, beauty, come and hug, hug!"

Qin Yun'er saw the chick Jiao, and was so frightened that she hid behind Wang Shan.

Ximen Jing hurriedly pressed the wine-colored snake back, causing a protest from the young Jiao: "Rough, barbaric, rude, and there is no snake right anymore!

Ximen Jing didn't have time to take care of it, and when he looked at Wang Shan, he saw that she didn't react at all, just staring at Wu Cong who was holding on his shoulder.

Most girls are afraid of snakes, Ximen Jing thought she was frightened, and was just about to speak, who would have thought that at this time Wu Cong couldn't hold it anymore, and his legs slid to the ground.

Before Ximen Jing could bend down to help him, Wang Shan jumped over like an electric shock, sat on her knees suddenly, held Wu Cong's head, and her tears flowed down, holding Wu Cong and sobbing.

Ximen Jing seemed to have fallen into a five-mile fog, his mind was confused, and he secretly thought, when did these two people have an adulterous relationship? They obviously don't know each other, okay! I couldn't help but look at Qin Yun'er and found that she was also at a loss.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I can't help but think of the lyrics of one night in Beijing: 'I don't want to ask where you are, I don't want to think about whether you can come back, I think about your heart, I think about your face, I want to hold you on my chest. ’

The Ximen official couldn't help laughing, coughed, touched Wang Shan, and jokingly said: "Tap, tap, don't suffocate him!"

Wang Shan raised her face, waited for him fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't leave quickly, the patrol will come soon!"

There was no time to explain the details, Ximen Jing had already heard a police car roaring towards him, so he stopped nearby, presumably going upstairs immediately.

"You take Brother Wu to leave from the rooftop, and I'll deal with the aftermath!" Ximen Jing said and ran to the wall of the living room, pulled out those bone attachment needles like electricity, scraped those blood words with a straight knife while pulling them out, and said, "Let's meet at my house!"

Wang Shan also knew that now was not the time to talk in detail, so together with Qin Yun'er, he dragged Wu Cong and went out.

The blood words fell in a flurry with the debris of the wall skin, and were collected in a small bag by Ximen Jingdu and put away. At this time, the sound of leather boots sounded on the stairs, and the first, second, and third floors were getting closer and closer.

Ximen Jing put away all the bloody debris, rushed to the balcony, threw out the flying tiger claws, climbed up to the roof along the cable, and slipped quietly away from another unit. I came to the outside of the community, took a taxi, and went straight to my home.