The Lamplightman is going mad.

It's not for nothing that people who are crazy under the nerve-wracking situation.

He looks at Fluttershy, then at Wusheng, "I can't figure it out." ”

"There is a flaw, maybe only one place."

The Killer Lampman blinked, "It's impossible, I won't leave you a flaw." ”

"Yes, but you still have flaws, you are very cunning, you must be able to find where the flaws are exposed."

The Lamplightman nodded.

He was thinking again, his brain was hurting again, he thought of the sound of the pair of dogs and men in the dark room, was there a flaw at that time? They were obviously having a great time, and there would never be a flaw in this kind of thing.

He thought of Xinhuan picking up a brick and throwing it in, the brick must have smashed on the table, he was sure of this, because the sound of the brick hitting the table was still a little different from the sound of smashing on the chair, although it was all wood, it was still a little different, and this subtle sound could not escape his ears.

Not only could this not escape his ears, but even Xiao Fang's subtle movements of undressing would not escape.

Fluttershy laughs and touches her hair foolishly.

She seemed to have seen a very pleasant thing, this person's nerve-wracking appearance was not a little cute, it was really cute.

"Can't you think of it?"

The Lamplightman nodded.

"I can't figure it out, do you know where the flaws are?"

Fluttershy looks at everything in the cabin, smiling stupidly.

The Killer Lampman smiled, "Isn't it clean here?" ”

This sentence is nonsense, this place is not just clean, clean is not like a place for people to live.

"You've always lived here?"

The Killer Lampman nodded and smiled.

This is one of his pride, and it is also his enjoyment, and this kind of enjoyment may not be something that normal people can figure out, nor can normal people do.

He knows very well that in the eyes of many people, this kind of enjoyment may not be a pleasure, maybe it is a torture, a kind of torment.

"There's only one thing I'm curious about." Fluttershy smiles mysteriously.

"What's strange to you?" The Killer Lampbearer blinks, staring at Fluttershy's smile.

"I just wonder why you didn't go crazy?"

Fluttershy smiles and stares at the Killer Lampman, a teasing look on her face.

She really couldn't figure out how others could stand such a house, which was so clean that it was like a concubine's ass.

The lightman suddenly looked at the night, and then at Wusheng, and then blinked, without a trace of expression on his face.

Silent and unmoving, he seemed to have become a stone statue.

"I know what's wrong." The Killer Lampman smiled, "It must have been when Xiao Fang walked in, didn't it?" ”

He believed that all dogs in the world might be the same, and that they would become alarmed when they saw a stranger approaching them.

This is a dog's unique alertness.

"No, that's not a flaw, the lazy dog in the world is not dead, so it's not bad for you."

The Killer Lampman looked at Wusheng, "I can't find a flaw anymore." ”

"So you're not very cunning, but stupid." Fluttershy smiles.

The Deadly Lampman blinked again, looking lifeless.

"You really can't think of it?"

The Death Lamp Man nodded, "Could it be the Death Lamp?" ”

"It's not a death lamp, it's not a flaw in you, you didn't move at that time."

"What's the reason for that?" The Lamplightman didn't want to think about it anymore.

He had thought about everything, and there could never be a flaw, but Wusheng had seen the flaw.

"How does a dog flick its tail?"

The Lamplightman couldn't figure out why Wusheng would say such a thing, this sentence was really strange.

But he still replied, "Of course I shook it with my ass." ”

Fluttershy smiled stupidly, "You're such a big pig's head, and the dog doesn't flick his tail with his butt, but with his tail." ”

The lightman was stunned.

He suddenly understood everything, and when the woman came out, she walked over and flicked her tail, and it was then that she was seen by Wusheng.

The Deadly Lampman sighed deeply.

What was supposed to be a perfect plan, a thing that could have completely kept oneself out of it, was now completely messed up because of a flaw in one tail.

"Have you figured it out now?"

The Lamplightman nodded, "You found out that the dog was disguised by a human, and you didn't suspect me at the time, did you?" ”

"Yes."

"But when you see the Death Lamp, you are a little suspicious of me."

"Yes, when the Deadly Lamp left, the dog was gone."

"That's why you think I did it?"

"Not yet."

"I didn't know this until Hang Tianhu came to settle accounts with me."

"Yes."

"I didn't expect that man to come at the right time, just in time for you to know everything."

"Yes."

"So you're not going to let me go, are you?"

"You want to die under my gun?"

The Killer Lampman stared at the pitch-black gun, "Why can't I die under that gun?" ”

The gun didn't move, the hand didn't move, and the lack of movement was enough to make people feel chills and chills.

The Deadly Lampman slowly stopped seven feet away and stared at the gun, "Won't you kill me?" ”

"Yes, I don't have to kill you."

"Why?" The Killer Lampman didn't understand.

He couldn't figure out why, he had no reason not to kill, but he didn't.

The cloak fluttered in the cold wind.

This is a strange man, the lamplightman sighed softly, and a look of surprise and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"I won't kill you, but someone else has a reason to kill you."

"Somebody has a reason to kill me." The Lamplightman's gaze had drifted into the darkness of the night.

The dark night was cold and windy, and there was no one, let alone a figure.

"I've killed you so many times, why don't you kill me once?" The Killer Lampman suddenly stared coldly at Wusheng, staring at the pitch-black gun.

"Why should I kill you?"

The Killer Lampman is stupid.

He was completely speechless, he had seen strange people, no matter how strange they were, but he had never seen such strange people.

Fluttershy laughs stupidly, and stares at the Killer Lampman with a stupid smile, "You don't have to say anything, because he really won't kill you." ”

The Deadly Lampman nodded, the corners of his mouth already showing a sour color, "Why didn't he kill me?" Is there really something wrong with him? ”

Fluttershy smiled and gritted her teeth slightly, "yes, it's heavy. ”

"I don't believe it." He suddenly pounced on the gun, "I don't believe there is such a person in the world. ”

His movements were not fast, but they were sudden, and it was difficult to imagine such a sudden thing, and it was even more difficult to avoid.

A person who seeks death, when he starts to move, often uses up every bit of strength in his body, which is like a gambler who has entered a gambling house, and will not give up if he does not lose his pocket.

Just when the neck seemed to touch the head of the gun, the gun suddenly disappeared, and the person suddenly disappeared.

The Killer Lampman struggled to his feet, smiled coldly, and stared coldly at the distance, "You are really a madman." ”

Silent without life.

He was not far away, and he stood magically upright not far away, straighter than the gun in his hand.

The empty eyes stared at the dark night like spears, and no longer looked at the deadly lampman.

"You're crazy, but I don't believe it."

When he said he didn't believe it, his hand suddenly waved, and more than a dozen cold rays of light suddenly shot out, suddenly shooting towards the lifeless body.

The Lamplightman has used all the strength of his body, and this is the fatal blow of his own murder, and it is also the blow he will win.

He watched as many people lost their lives in the cold light and fell to the ground.

It was a trick of his fame, and no one could hide from it.

Maybe Wusheng is not a person, but a god, a rare god in the rivers and lakes, the god of guns.

The cloak floated softly.

A series of clanging sounds fell to the ground, the cold light suddenly disappeared, and the killing machine was killed.

The person has knelt down softly, he can't do it anymore, and the corners of his forehead are cold sweat and cold rain sliding down, cold and urgent.

This kind of killing move can't kill Wusheng, he really can't think of any other way to kill Wusheng, and what other way to force Wusheng to shoot.

The man didn't move, the hand didn't move, and the black gun didn't move.

The cloak is moving, fluttering softly, soft as if it is the heart of an amorous woman, and the softness makes countless lovers happy and excited.

The sour water at the corners of his mouth has gradually flowed out, and every muscle on his face has been deformed and distorted.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Wusheng suddenly walked over and helped him up.

Swept into the cabin together.

The oil lamps in the cabin were almost withered, and there was hardly any light.

Fluttershy softly picks the wick, and the light grows brighter, and the sour color on the killer's cheeks increases.

The tea on the table is cold, and Fluttershy tries it, but doesn't pour it out.

Wusheng holds the teapot and hands it to Fluttershy, "It's time to drink." ”

Fluttershy stares at Lifeless in amazement, and stares at the hand that seems to have a magical power, an incomprehensible magic.

This pot of cold tea had become hot under that magic.

Fluttershy laughs foolishly and pours a cup of tea for the Lampman.

Almost every muscle in the body of the deadly lampman was unstable and uncontrollable, and he took the teacup and drank water, but not much of it went in, but a lot of it fell on his clothes.

Fluttershy's heart is broken.

The lifeless stone statue stood by the window, staring and poking at the dark night with empty eyes.

The icy cold wind, the long dark night, the lonely heart.

The cold wind is still howling, and the prodigal son is still lonely and empty in a foreign land.

Fluttershy stares into lifeless eyes, empty eyes without a trace of emotion, is he really emotionless? Or was he completely hurt by a woman, and he was completely hurt by a woman.

Emotions don't arise now? It is completely as hard as a stone statue, calm and warm.

She deeply felt the strength of that hand, which could bring her a lot of tenderness, a lot of tenderness.

Isn't this kind of tenderness and tenderness what most women want?

Fluttershy pours a cup of tea and serves it to Wusheng.

"He doesn't seem to be able to do anything."

"Maybe."

"Maybe he can do anything?" Fluttershy looks at the Killer Lampbearer.

"Maybe."

Fluttershy smiled, "He just needs to get some rest and be alive?" ”

"Yes."