The place where Bian Shijie is located, on both sides are thin brick walls that are taller than people, which is one of the means for people to enclose land and divide the territorial forces, build a house and build a brick wall around the house, so the shantytown is full of circular or irregularly shaped combination buildings with the house as the center and the brick wall as the side, overlooking from a high altitude, like a child's diaper.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoliang heard the sound and identified the position, and kept throwing some pieces such as broken bricks, broken baskets, brooms, and fire tubes at Bian Shijie through the wall.

Bian Shijie raised his gun and fired aimlessly, the huge gunfire was like a catharsis and a demonstration, he knew that this could not hurt the other party, but the nature was the same as singing loudly in the cemetery at night, it was a psychological suggestion.

"There's a kind of you come out, let's talk face-to-face!" Bian Shijie's tone was no longer talking to a child.

There was silence all around.

Bian Shijie felt that deterrence had played a role, and opened the magazine, which had only fired two bullets, to fill the bullets. In the past, he carried a gun to kill people, but today for the first time, it has become a weapon for his self-preservation.

Zhang Xiaoliang's voice suddenly sounded at the mouth of the alley: "I'm about to come out, don't you run." ”

Bian Shijie put his gun together, wrenched the hammer in the waiting position, and raised his gun to aim at the alley: "If you don't come out, I will look down on you." ”

"If you run away, I will look down on you. Before the words fell, a rusty anvil appeared out of thin air at the mouth of the alley, the anvil is a tool for the blacksmith to beat the iron, generally cast by solid steel, it looks like a bald tail pointed boat, with a base below, the model is from small to large, this anvil is the size of a bench dog, Zhang Xiaoliang holds the tip in one hand, the base in the other hand, the cat waist, the small body is hidden behind, it really came out of the alley, and walked towards Bian Shijie step by step.

Bian Shijie's pupils shrank, and he raised his hand and shot at the anvil. The thick anvil resisted most of the force of the bullet by its own weight, and after a few sparks appeared, it continued to move majestically in this direction.

After Bian Shijie hugged two bullets, he only felt that his whole body was nervous, and he subconsciously moved two steps back, and then he raised his gun with both hands, waiting for an opportunity to find Zhang Xiaoliang's flaws, and moved backwards to the other side of the alley. He is very smart, and he judged that Zhang Xiaoliang's intelligence is very high, the main thing - a small child can lift such a heavy anvil, there must be something strange in it, that is to say, the child in front of him is the same kind of person as Jia Ba he is looking for.

"Aren't you running away?" Zhang Xiaoliang said disdainfully.

Bian Shijie suddenly said, "What is your relationship with Jia Ba?"

Zhang Xiaoliang had heard of this name from Li Changgui and them, but he didn't answer, a trace of disdain and hatred flashed in his eyes, and he was noticed by Bian Shijie in the cracks.

"So you and Zhang Nianzu are in the same group?" Bian Shijie finally discovered the root of the problem, he said to the triangular eye that had been left on the ground by him, "Idiot, he followed you to find me!"

Behind Bian Shijie is a muddy second floor, with a dark passage underneath it, and behind it is a slender path that leads in all directions and an increasingly cluttered wall, so to speak, just passing through the aisle and entering the chaotic area means escaping. Yes, when Bian Shijie faced a child, he only wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Zhang Xiaoliang was anxious, but the more he was in a hurry at this time, he was a little careless The bullet whistled in his ear with a sharp voice, Bian Shijie shot in a controlled manner to control Zhang Xiaoliang's travel speed, while smug a smile, when half of his body had fallen into the shadow in the aisle, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out in the dark, pinched Bian Shijie's chin with one hand, and held a sharp blade in his throat with the other hand, and then disappeared into the darkness.

When Bian Shijie felt a chill on his neck, and when he went to cover it consciously, the blood had already flowed out, and it was not splashed, but like a waterfall flowing over the stone wall in the non-rainy season, it was all trickling in an instant.

Zhang Xiaoliang was taken aback, sped up his speed, and threw the anvil into the shadows as he approached the aisle, and then there was an empty sound, and there was no one there.

"Who is it?" Zhang Xiaoliang snorted, but naturally no one answered. Think

At this time, Bian Shijie had slowly fallen to the ground, the gun without bullets was thrown aside, his hands were covered with his neck, the blood still flowed down, and the placket of his clothes was instantly wet, and the desire to survive made him look at Zhang Xiaoliang with complicated eyes.

Zhang Xiaoliang squatted down and said, "Can you still speak? Who is that person?"

The muscles on Bian Shijie's face trembled, and he hissed, "It's him...... It's him...... It's ...... him."

Zhang Xiaoliang frowned and said, "Little Nezha did it?"

Bian Shijie took out the phone with one hand and shook it at Zhang Xiaoliang.

"You...... What do you mean?"

Bian Shijie dialed a number, and a mobile phone rang suddenly in the alley.

"The murderer is-" Zhang Xiaoliang had already jumped out before he finished speaking.

The other party hung up the phone as soon as possible, and this result shows that there is a person, and it is someone Bian Shijie knows, who is close to them, and he killed Bian Shijie.

Zhang Xiaoliang searched around the vicinity, but to no avail. When he returned to the scene, he found a pool of blood on the stump and the triangular eye was missing. Bian Shijie's hands naturally slid to his sides, and he was out of breath.

The few people who live here are all experienced marginal people, and no one came out to check when they heard the gunshots, but they hid separately, so this big maze seemed more and more silent and empty, Zhang Xiaoliang stomped his feet, took out the phone and called Li Changgui and said, "Third uncle, I messed up." ”

Li Changgui said, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, the person I was going to follow ran away, and the person who was connecting with him died. ”

"Bian Shijie?"

Zhang Xiaoliang thought of the "Boss Bian" shouted by the triangular eyes, and said, "It should be." ”

Li Changgui said: "Are you forced to do this?"

Zhang Xiaoliang said: "I didn't kill people. ”

"Who's that?"

At this time, Zhang Xiaoliang found that the phone in Bian Shijie's hand was still there, he picked it up and glanced at the call record on it, and said with some hesitation and shock: "The person who killed him is called Bian Shikai." ”