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Chapter 254, Who is the Murderer?

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Chapter 254, Who is the murderer?

The cold wind, the red blood, the filthy air, the running crowds, the screams that cut through the long street - and the corpse lying on the ground without a chance to say goodbye to this world.

Chaos is the main theme of this dusk, which is a vicious murder scene.

The needle is a murderous weapon, it can be used to survive or to kill.

After Qin Luo stuck the two silver needles in his hand into the gangster's eyes, and let him scream and roar, he rushed forward and broke his arm with a 'big chopping hand', and then put the knife in his hand

The black Colt M1911 was picked up before it landed, shot once in each of his legs, and then quickly chased Li Qingcheng in the direction where he was escaping.

"Crazy bitch. This crazy bitch." Qin Luo cursed fiercely in his heart.

They were obviously here to kill her, so as long as she obeyed and lay quietly in the car, there would be no danger.

Why did she jump out? Why did she jump out?

Qin Luo's face was twisted, and his shy and kind face was severely distorted. The robe on his body was stained with blood, and he was holding a gun, as if the god of death had come to the world.

Because the shooting here has alarmed the drivers in the long traffic jam, countless people abandoned their cars and fled for their lives. As a result, in the middle of the road, people running with their heads covered can be seen everywhere.

Qin Luo met Li Qingcheng and the gunman in black who had been following him.

He is also a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, which makes Qin Luo even more determined to make traditional Chinese medicine popular in the United States.

Qin Luo followed up quickly, and this kind of sneaky pace was also learned from Li. He touched the ground on his toes and walked quickly in small steps. The speed was extremely fast, but there was no sound when he stepped on the ground.

Li Qingcheng ran wildly with her butt stuck out. The high heels on her feet were nowhere to be found, and her white and tender little feet stepped on the floor.

While running, she was also yelling indecency——this woman ran so coquettishly and charmingly even while running for her life.

But what impressed Qin Luo even more was that even when she was being chased with a gun, she could still maintain her intelligence.

Chinese people all have the habit of being lively. However, more often than not, they are very indifferent and inhumane towards people who have nothing to do with them.

They believe in the code of conduct of "It doesn't matter, hang it high", and regard "Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, don't worry about the frost on other people's tiles" as a golden saying. As long as it is someone or something that has nothing to do with them, they will ignore it.

It can be enjoyed as a farce.

What Li Qingcheng shouted was 'indecent', so passers-by on the roadside who didn't know the truth might come around to watch the excitement. As long as there were people watching the excitement, it would increase her chances of escaping.

If she shouted 'Help, someone is killing someone', those passers-by would probably run faster than her -----

She ran too fast and accidentally stepped on a pear core. The pear core slid forward with her body. Li Qingcheng stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

The killer in black finally found the opportunity to shoot, and raised the pistol in his hand with a calm expression.

Qin Luo was so shocked that he didn't care that he was still far away from Li Qingcheng and didn't even have time to aim. He just aimed at the gunman's position and resolutely pulled the trigger of the pistol.

He just needed to give the shooter a warning that there was someone behind him with a gun.

Bang!

Gunshots were fired. The killer in black was unhurt.

Missed!

However, the gunman in black turned around as Qin Luo expected, and then started shooting at Qin Luo's running body.

One shot.

Two shots.

Three shots-----

When the bullets in his gun were exhausted, he no longer wanted to fight, and flashed into the fleeing crowd like a ghost, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, Qin Luo would not run up to chase her. He ran to Li Qingcheng, helped her up from the ground, and asked worriedly: "How are you? Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine." Li Qingcheng got up from the ground. Her smooth and sexy knees were bruised by the hard cement floor. There were fine blood drops oozing out. It was not serious, but the pain was heartbreaking.

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"It's okay." Qin Luo finally felt relieved. He had just seen Li Qingcheng fall from a distance and thought she had been shot. He was so frightened that his heart was in his throat.

"You've been shot." Li Qingcheng looked at the bleeding hole on Qin Luo's shoulder and said anxiously.

"It's okay. I was grazed by a bullet." Qin Luo said with a bitter smile. After all, he was not as strong as Li. Although he had tried his best to learn Li's method of avoiding, he was still hit by a bullet in the shoulder.

"Stop being silly. Call an ambulance." Li Qingcheng reached out to take out his cell phone, but found that his bag was still in the taxi. Thinking of the taxi driver who died tragically, he felt sad.

"Don't call an ambulance." Qin Luo pointed to the long line of traffic that had been unable to move for most of the day and said, "By the time the ambulance arrives, I will be bleeding to death. Call the police."

Li Qingcheng nodded, got up and ran towards the taxi. He was going to find his handbag so that he could call the police on his mobile phone.

In fact, there was no need for Qin Luo to call the police. The surrounding police officers had already rushed here.

The highway shooting was such a big thing that they didn't dare to remain indifferent even if they wanted to be lazy.

Soon, Qin Luo, who was shot, and Li Qingcheng, who was injured, were sent to a nearby hospital.

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Guan Xu was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading today's evening newspaper when the cell phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

He grabbed the phone, looked at the caller number, and pressed the answer button.

"Master Guan. Good news. Great news." Li Lingxi's undisguised joy came from the microphone.

"What are you so happy about?" Guan Xu asked with a charming smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's true that evil will be punished. If you don't get retribution, it will come soon." Li Lingxi said with a smile. "Do you know? After the man named Qin left our company, he was blocked on the highway on his way back.

---- I heard he was shot."

"Really? Is the injury serious?" Guan Xu asked in a calm voice.

"I was shot in the shoulder. What a pity. What a pity. It would have been better if I had been shot in the head." Li Lingxi said regretfully.

"I think so too," Guan Xu said.

"Haha, that's what I'm saying. There are not many people who like Qin who do bad things. Mr. Guan, what should we do now? He walked out of our office and had some unpleasant encounters with me ---

-Will the police suspect us? After all, the women behind the pretty boy still have some backgrounds. I'm afraid things will be more difficult."

Guan Xu pondered for a while and said: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of the shadow. What should you do and what should you do? Remember, if the police really come to investigate, just tell the truth."

"Did you also tell me about the conflicts between me and him?"

"I said it." Guan Xu said without refusal.

"Okay. I know what to do." After Li Lingxi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Li Lingxi sighed, and then picked up the newspaper he had put aside. On the page he was looking at, there was a news report with a bigger piece of tofu: A malicious shooting occurred on Xuanwu Road this afternoon, two people died and seven were injured. The police have intervened.

investigation-----

Such a big thing can only fit into such a small space.

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Small bridges, flowing water, and houses.

In an antique room, a bright and elegant woman in cheongsam sat by the window, stroking her hair with bare hands, while two men sat on opposite sides of a stone table and were fighting with each other.

The woman played "Lin Chong's Night Run", one of the top ten ancient zheng songs, which was a piece that their young master liked very much. This song shows the leopard-headed Lin Chong's escape on a snowy night after being persecuted by the government.

The story of Liangshan is majestic, emotional and quite chilling.

Qin Zongheng, who is holding a white piece, is just like the meaning of this song. He moves the pieces like a god and strikes his weak points with ruthless moves. It makes people unable to guard against him.

Although the snail holding the black piece had many strange moves, it could not withstand the opponent's strong murderous intention. His momentum was greatly reduced, and he was finally surrounded by the white piece, unable to move.

The snail pinched the untouchable chess piece and said with a wry smile: "Young Master is too murderous today, I am no match for you."

"You can't lose the battle if you lose to the enemy. Your battle has been lost, how can you compete with me in the overall situation?" Qin Zongheng said with a smile on his face. After stopping chess, he returned to his image of a polite and troubled young man.

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"The young master has murderous intent in his heart. I have murderous intent on the chessboard. I have already fallen into the inferior position. How can I still have the confidence to fight you?" Tianluo said with a smile. "Because of the attack on him?"

Qin Zongheng waved his hand to signal the Tanzheng woman to go out. After cleaning his hands, he picked up the warm tea on the coffee table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he asked aloud: "Who do you think is most suspected of doing something?"

The snail looked at Qin Zongheng with a smile, reached out from his pocket and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Regardless of whether the smell of smoke would pollute the refreshing fragrance of incense in the air, he lit the cigarette and took a long puff.

Said: "The person most suspected of taking action is naturally you, the eldest young master."

"That's right." Qin Zongheng smiled gently: "The most suspicious person is me. Qin Luo will think so, Mu Yue will think so - even you will think so."

"But why should I take the blame?" Qin Zongheng asked with a gloomy face. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Because you are fighting for women with him." Tianluo said with a smile, regardless of the fact that his master was angry at this time. "Since ancient times, beauties have been a source of disaster. Just get their bodies, but as for the things like their hearts and souls---

-Whoever loves it can take it."

"Woman, I want to rob you. But I also want to investigate this matter." Qin Zongheng said. "I want to know who is throwing dirty water on me."

"I know what to do." Tianluo said. "But, young master, is he really worth your while?"

"Since others have realized his danger, we cannot ignore it deliberately." Qin Zongheng said. "Give me the results as soon as possible."
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