Shen Ruoran wrote down the specific location that Lai Yecheng said, and looked at the time, 21:30.

Ponder for a moment.

Walking out of the candle, he pretended to tinker for a while, pretending to pick up something, and took out an axe, a kitchen knife, a short knife, and a long knife from the space.

Crackling and falling to the ground, the four of them were dazzled.

"Choose the right weapon and use it later."

Two took kitchen knives and two took axes.

Tuesday Gui gestured a few times towards the air, showing a long-lost smile, he remembered himself when he had killed the New Year's pig.

The technique is good, and when the knife falls in his hand, his ears seem to hear the heartfelt praise of the villagers.

"What are you doing here?" They didn't know what to call Shen Ruoran, so they simply said honorifics in unison.

Shen Ruoran picked up two knives, one long and one short, and raised her eyebrows lightly: "Of course you have a good fight with the gangsters with the knife, what else can you do?" ”

Lai Yecheng pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, pointed at the brothers, and said suspiciously: "Don't look at us as a few big guys, it's a big boss, in fact, we have no experience in fighting at all, it's not that we don't dare to fight, the strength of the two sides is too different, and it is easy to be wiped out!" ”

The three people behind him nodded pitifully, and their messy and thick black beards shook with them.

Shen Ruoran sharpened the knife for a while, raised her head, and said lightly: "Oh, what I'm saying is that I'm going to fight, you just need to defend yourself in your hands." ”

Lai Yecheng: "......"

He's having a problem with his ears and hallucinations?

Turning around, the three brothers had the same stunned expression on their faces.

*

A Western-style alarm clock hung above the fireplace that chimes the time on the hour.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening.

The man wearing a black mask, an all-black shirt and trousers, ordered by Yang Jinchen, took two bottles of spray, sneakily opened the door, and walked towards the entrance of the building.

The person in charge of guarding the corridor on the 23rd floor slept soundly, and the passing of the man in black did not wake him up.

The 24th floor was also unintercepted, and the snoring of the guards came and went.

"Hey, if you can't recite the core values of socialism, you must always be able to sing the national anthem of country H, right?" The tone of the girl's voice has a kind of majesty that people dare not resist.

"Damn, five masked ghosts! Come on the, someone has invaded Wantang Mansion. ”

Wang Fugui, who fell into a deep sleep, shrank in the corner of the corridor, smacked his mouth, and dreamed of countless white-flour steamed buns and noodles in his dreams, enjoying a luxurious carb feast.

The cry for help became more and more hideous and exaggerated, and Wang Fugui woke up suddenly, and came to look at the man in black face to face.

There are only a few places in the corridor where the light from the floor is obliquely reflected.

Wang Fugui immediately made a defensive move, his eyes swept the hands on both sides of the man in black, and he didn't find a sharp weapon, so his courage became slightly bigger.

"Pain, pain, pain...... , is the others dead? Come and save Lao Tzu. ”

"I have limited time, give you 30 seconds, sing fast."

"Ahh

The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by the man's violent wail, and he couldn't say anything in pain:

"It's painful for Lao Tzu to death, I don't know what the core values of socialism are, and I can't sing any national anthem, when Lao Tzu was in prison, those garbage prison guards didn't dare to teach Lao Tzu, and now I want Lao Tzu to memorize it, I can't recite it at all."

The sharp long knife slashed through his chest, and the man fell down the stairs and fell in a pool of blood, just in front of Wang Fugui and the man in black.

Wang Fugui covered his mouth with trembling hands, trying his best to avoid screaming.

Move cautiously towards the stairs.

"You two don't move, the sword doesn't have long eyes." Familiar and scary voices are getting closer.

The light of the flashlight shone on Wang Fugui and the man in black.

Shen Ruoran casually lifted her eyelids, and her gaze stayed on the man in black for a few more seconds, "I originally wanted to solve it layer by layer, but since you want to cut in line, it will be the turn of the two of you to carry it." ”

Wang Fugui's brain was short-circuited, and he blurted out: "What are you backing?" ”

Then he slapped himself with a big mouth, and he couldn't change his chatter before he died.

Witnessing the one-sided violent massacre, Lai Yecheng suddenly understood Shen Ruoran's confidence to single-handedly challenge everyone in the building.

The fight is super hard, the strength is super big, and the action is super fast.

In order for the boss to have better energy to fight next, the intimate little brother Lai Yecheng answered Wang Fugui's question, and after speaking, he stretched out three fingers and emphasized the countdown, "There are only 30 seconds, answer quickly." ”

Taking advantage of everyone's attention on Wang Fugui, the man in black quietly released one of the cans of spray, and quickly sprayed a large dose towards Lai Yecheng, leaving a little to spray evenly at Fang Dazhuang and the others.

He thinks that it must be a few men who kill people upstairs, and Lai Yecheng is the boss of the gang.

did not take the only female ,—— in the team Shen Ruoran in his eyes.

When Lai Yecheng fainted, he looked at the man in black with a hint of sympathy and playfulness in his eyes.

Everyone sprayed, but not the real boss.

The invisible spiritual power quickly wrapped around the body, shielding the liquid solution that caused the person to be unconscious, and Shen Ruoran kicked the man in black away.

The man fell down the wall, blood spitting red his black trousers.

"What did you spray them?" Shen Ruoran grabbed the sleeve of the man in black and lifted him up again, as easily as carrying a chicken.

Wang Fugui's whole face was full of fear, and he quietly retreated into the corner alone, afraid alone.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but after seeing the man in black being kicked down, the idea of running away immediately disappeared without a trace.

Wang Fugui forced himself to try to stay calm, recalled the two issues that Shen Ruoran emphasized before, and silently recited the 24-character proverbs that could be seen everywhere before the end of the world, as well as the national anthem sung from childhood to adulthood.

What if you get it right and you can survive? Wang Fugui can only comfort himself like this.

The man in black was so painful that he couldn't move, and he still couldn't imagine how a woman's strength could be so great that he bared his teeth in pain.

"It's a drug, it's not poisonous." The man in black saw Shen Ruoran's second kick that was about to be raised, and the fear of death made him speak faster.

Shen Ruoran glanced at Lai Yecheng, who was lying on the side, and Fang Dazhuang, who couldn't stand up and needed to sit, and said "oh" softly, and the knife fell in his hand, and killed another one.

When the woman's attention was about to turn to herself, Wang Fugui stood straight and read out the content of the core values of socialism with passion.

The two hands gripped the thigh meat tightly, controlling the sound as clear as possible.

Someone finally answered, and Shen Ruoran threw out the second question with satisfaction: "Name a scientist from country H or someone who has made outstanding contributions in an important field." ”

Wang Fugui's mouth opened into an O-shape, as if he had been struck by lightning.

What strange number of roads? Is he taking a patriotic test?