Gao Wuxian's body collided with Xu Jiaming's body, making a small muffled sound.

and Xu Jiaming's successful rescue of Gao Wuxian, the two rolled into a gourd and fell into the house together.

At the first time after saving Xu Jiaming, Gao Wuxuan suddenly got up, and the blade dipped in blood pointed directly in the direction of the wall hand.

At this moment, he bared his white teeth like a trapped beast, and his towering back trembled with his breathing.

Xu Jiaming, who was protected by him, covered his neck and coughed non-stop, his wide eyes were still full of fear.

"Ahem...... See! I see it! ”

His random shouts tingled Gao Wuwu's eardrums.

"Shut up! Give me quiet! ”

Gao Wuxian was trying to catch the movement of the wall hand again, and Xu Jiaming's shouting at the moment was tantamount to muddying the lake!

The cold barrel was stuffed into Gao Wuxian's mouth, and the rest of Xu Jiaming's exclamation was forcibly blocked in his throat.

"Shut up and listen to me!"

Gao Wuxian let go of his right hand holding the gun, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the white wall, and there was no trace of the wall hand anywhere.

Xu Jiaming, who had a pistol in his mouth, was a little dazed, he didn't understand why Gao Wuxiao suddenly let go of the pistol.

Bang la la la la~

Seven silver bullets fell to the ground, and the smooth bullets were engraved with circles of patterns that Xu Jiaming couldn't understand.

"Load, shoot in the direction I'm pointing later!"

Pulling out all the psionic bullets from the black watch, he turned again with a low roar, the dagger in his hand pointing at the living room wall.

He could hear the faint claming within the walls, but it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough!

He also needs a more accurate position of the wall hand!

The right hand grabbed the ear, and the blood-stained nail was pressed hard towards the ear piercing.

Boom –

A loud sound like a train rushing into his ears poured into his ears, and the corner of Gao Wuxiao's forehead instantly burst into green tendons, and a mouthful of white teeth was about to be crushed.

"Shoot!"

With an angry shout, the dagger in Gao Wuxiao's hand suddenly turned around and pointed directly at the wall behind the sofa.

Right there! The owner of the wallhand is there at the moment!

But......

"What!? Wait a minute! ”

Xu Jiaming, who was still on the bullet, was frightened by Gao Wuxian, and the bullet pinched on his fingertips fell.

"Shut up!"

His screams disrupted his hearing, his eardrums tingled, and after the noise covered it, he lost track of his wall hand.

The anger surged like a frenzy, Gao Wuxian's muscles tightened, and the punch that broke through the wind slammed into Xu Jiaming's face.

"Shut up!"

Gao Wuxian's face was hideous, and even his left hand, which was dipped in blood, trembled.

His tremors were more due to the stinging pain in his ears than the fear of not being able to capture the position of the wall hand.

He was so rude that he tore off half of his ear as he removed the tar.

Now only half of his right ear remains, and the pinna and the earlobe have been torn off by himself.

Ning Ting, who was outside the house, saw Gao Wuxuan tearing off her ears with her own hands, and beat Xu Jiaming down with a merciless punch, and her face was full of undisguised fear.

An uncontrollable scream escaped from the throat.

"Ahh

Whew—

For a moment, Gao Wuxian's right ear lost his hearing, and only a piece of white noise remained.

Gao Wuxiao froze, he didn't understand why he had tried so hard to shut them up and not make a sound.

The man outside the door still made such a sharp scream.

"Why! Why! ”

Gao Wuxian's expression was crazy to the extreme at this moment, his facial features twisted together, his eyes turned upwards to reveal a bloodshot, and his nose and mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Why can't you keep your mouth shut!"

Streams of black tar flowed silently from Gao Wuxiao's seven orifices.

He turned around suddenly, and the blackened blood on the blade flew out of the air with his throwing motion, nailing it into Ning Ting's head.

As soon as Ning Ting's screams stopped, she looked at Gao Wuxiao for the last time in disbelief, and the whole person fell backwards.

Chen You, who was beside her, was also frightened by Gao Wuxian's sudden outburst, and did not come back to his senses until Ning Ting's body fell to the ground with a pop.

"Ning Ting!"

He screamed, threw himself on the corpse and wept.

"Guns."

Gao Wuxiao's voice was extremely low at the moment, and Xu Jiaming, who was covering his face behind him, trembled, and obediently handed the pistol and magazine into his hand.

Click.

Gao Wuxian pressed the bullet slot, took out a bullet from the black watch, and pressed it into the magazine.

The safety was opened, the bullet was loaded, Gao Wuxian held the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, and his crazy gaze fell on Chen You.

Bang!

The gunfire broke through the air, and Chen You fell to the ground, blood gurgling out of the bloody hole in the back of his head.

Smack.

Gao Wuxian casually threw the gun in front of Xu Jiaming, and turned his fingers into his ears with his head sideways, and the non-stop white noise made him irritable.

"Help—don't kill me!"

However, the hearing in his left ear was still there, and Gao Wuxiao heard the familiar cry for help from the middle-aged man again.

Gao Wuxian's head tilted slightly, his eyes fell into the bedroom behind the living room, and he walked straight in the direction where the cry for help came.

Behind him, Xu Jiaming was now truly frightened.

Gao Wuxian had been speaking ill of them before, but in fact, apart from punching and kicking him, he hadn't done anything to threaten their lives.

But just now, Gao Wuxiao actually ended up with two innocent lives!

Xu Jiaming didn't know if he should keep up with him now.

On the other side, Gao Wuxiao, who was holding his pierced ears as he walked, had stopped in front of the bedroom door.

In the bedroom, the middle-aged man's cries for help were still continuous.

But in this cry for help, Gao Wuxuan suddenly heard something different.

It seems that every cry for help from him is so heartbreaking and breathing.

Won't he get tired?

Gao Wuxiao's eyes narrowed, and his right hand rested on the doorknob.

Squeak –

The bedroom door was unlocked, and Gao Wuxian easily pushed the door open.

"No wonder you always have the strength to call for help."

The corners of Gao Wuxian's mouth twitched, and his right foot crossed the threshold.

There is nothing unusual in the bedroom, with a simple bed in the center and a large black screen TV facing the bed.

On the white wall, a strange and twisted corpse had its back to the wall, its head buried deep in the wall, its naked skin red as if it was about to drip blood, and the spots on it were about to coalesce.

The stiff and twisted fingers hung in the air with the last movement, but the belly that swelled down kept rolling.

Whenever its belly rolls in a circle.

"Help! Don't kill me! ”

The familiar cry for help will sound.

Stopping in front of the corpse, Gao Wuxuan said with pity: "I didn't expect you to die before I came, it's really amazing." ”

But then he threw a punch, and his tense muscles brought the sound of brushing the wind.

The corpse's swollen belly was pierced by his punch, and the cries for help gradually distorted until they disappeared into a whimper.

"Finally quiet......"

Gao Wuxiao withdrew his right fist and exhaled a long breath.

Unbeknownst to him, the tar that filled his wound was rolling silently in his belly.

Behind him, the footsteps belonging to Xu Jiaming gradually approached.