After confirming that the enemy on the ground was dead, Ning Qiushui walked out of the room again. On the muddy ground adhered to by the heavy rain, Liu Chengfeng was still fighting with that person!
Although he is not a professional in fighting, he also knows that when it comes to killing someone, he has to strike three ways.
The man under him finally took out a hand and touched the gun next to him. Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Liu Chengfeng hit him in the crotch with Kang Long Youhui with a backhand move. The man's eyes immediately widened with bloodshot eyes. All over, body stiff, expression weird.
After a moment, he opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to scream, but Ning Qiushui kicked him directly on the chin, and he fainted the next moment.
"Huhu... I'm so exhausted!"
Liu Chengfeng collapsed on the rainy cement floor, gasping for air.
"Get up quickly!"
"Drag them into the room first!"
Ning Qiushui whispered.
Hearing this, Liu Chengfeng was so angry that he rolled around like a lazy ass... He got up from the ground in a panic, wiped the mud on his face, and followed Ning Qiushui to drag the two of them into the room.
Seeing the third corpse in the room, even though Liu Chengfeng had seen many big scenes, he felt numb in his back.
He looked at Ning Qiushui with admiration.
This guy...has a unique skill!
He heard about Ning Qiushui from his nephew Xuan Qingzi. He knew that Ning Qiushui was probably engaged in some special work and had great abilities, but he didn't expect Ning Qiushui to be such a badass.
The silky little combo just now can't be used simply by being skilled.
Anyone who can be so calm and precise in a life-and-death fight must have walked on the edge of life and death for many years.
"Brother, what should I do with them?"
Liu Chengfeng asked.
Ning Qiushui squatted on the ground, searching the bodies of the three people to see if there were any special documents, and said to Liu Chengfeng:
"Big Beard, keep a lookout for me."
Liu Chengfeng nodded hurriedly. Since the door was broken by his kick just now, he could only dig out a very delicate Bible from his bag. He tried it and found that it could be accurately stuck in the wooden lock groove on the back of the door. .
“Thank you Allah for blessing!”
Liu Chengfeng looked pious and drew an X on his chest.
Ning Qiushui glanced at him.
"Shouldn't you have made the sign of the cross just now?"
Liu Chengfeng replied:
"Isn't that the cross I just made?"
"What you just drew is an ×."
"It doesn't matter. Jesus is very generous and doesn't care about this. When I forgot to bring paper to the toilet, I would often tear up the paper inside and wipe my butt. Jesus didn't even say a word."
Ning Qiushui's breath was stagnant.
"Why did you put the Bible in the toilet?"
Liu Chengfeng:
“Holding a Bible in your arms while you poop will give you a sense of salvation for all sentient beings.”
Hearing this, Ning Qiushui was also speechless.
This big beard is really... hard to describe.
He lowered his head and continued to rummage through the three people's clothes for IDs and other things, but found nothing.
All they had in their clothes were bullets and guns, and a mobile phone.
It’s cleaner than some internet writers’ wallets.
"Come prepared."
Ning Qiushui's eyes flickered.
In some cases, finding nothing often means that something has been found.
"Probably someone from Rashomon."
"Are you sure, little brother?"
"70% to 80% sure."
Ning Qiushui found some shabby clothes in the room, tied them tightly, and then tied the unconscious man tightly.
After that, Ning Qiushui removed one of the other's fingers, and the man woke up screaming.
"I won't say anything!"
he yelled.
But soon, his eyes became clear. Seeing Ning Qiushui raising an old hammer and pointing it at his five fingers that were tied and separated by clothes, the man immediately shouted:
"Don't do it!"
"I was not clear-headed just now, so I said everything!"
“Ask whatever you ask, tell me everything you know, and tell me everything!”
Ning Qiushui looked at this guy and slowly put down the hammer in his hand.
"who are you?"
"My name is Di Sheng, and I am a people's policeman!"
boom!
"Ahhhh..."
"Tell me the truth, are you from Rashomon?"
"Yes Yes……"
"Why come to the orphanage?"
"For...for..."
When he said this, the man's breathing suddenly became rapid.
He seemed to have thought of something... terrible.
"No, no...I can't say...I can't say!"
"I can't say!"
There was panic in his eyes.
Seeing how stubborn he was, Liu Chengfeng said bitterly:
"Brother, knock him!"
Ning Qiushui did not move.
He raised the hammer in his hand and watched as the facial features of the man in front of him gradually became distorted.
"I...it...it's coming...quickly..."
"I do not want……"
"Save me...save..."
He spoke strange words and his expression became more and more ferocious, as if he was fighting against something...
Then, his head dropped suddenly——
Click——
With a crisp sound, the man's neck was broken!
The room was filled with an eerie silence.
But in the dead silence, there was another very soft and strange sound, which was mixed with the sound of rain outside.
It's the sound of water.
Tick-tock——
Tick-tock——
Ning Qiushui pointed the bright flashlight at the place in the house where the sound of water came from...
It was the corpse in front of me.
Its face...is dripping.
Ning Qiushui felt something was wrong and just took a step back when the corpse on the ground suddenly raised its head!
The man whose neck was broken just now is staring at Ning Qiushui with a scary smile!
And the water droplets flowing down... come from its eyes, nose, mouth, ears...
PS: Good night!
