On the first floor, he had already seen us from the mini camera.

The murderer wanted to attack us, but he didn't know how many floors he lived on in advance. This saved us a lot of time.

At the same time, the alarm ringing disappeared under the house and I heard the sound of the armed police going upstairs.

"Where has Hou Jie been?"

Yang Ziguang frowned. Hou Jie was the first to run up, but he was not on the fifth floor and did not meet the murderer.

There are five rooms and a bathroom on the five-story floor. The murderer fell down the honeycomb coal from our heads, which means that he had already left when he saw us on the first floor.

We ran from the first floor to the fifth floor for about a minute. In one minute, the murderer came from the room with dozens of kilograms of honeycomb stoves from the room to the stairs. My eyes immediately locked the last room.

It took about a minute to carry something weighing dozens of kilograms from that room to the stairs.

I ran to the room at the top regardless of the biting pain of my left hand, then took out the gun, and the few people looked at each other and prepared to break into the door.

At this time, the murderer's voice sounded in the room: "Yes, I can find this place in forty minutes. Do you want to kick the door and shoot me? But this beauty can't survive. Next, we are playing a game and grab me within five minutes. If you win, you can rescue this beauty. She seems to be unable to last for five minutes."

When the murderer was talking, I suddenly looked up and saw a miniature camera on the door of the room that was the same as the first floor.

Yang Ziguang took a breath: "Let her go, let us let you go. I just need to ensure my friend is safe, nothing else matters."

The murderer smiled, and Yourou's voice sounded: "Let me go? Now this house is surrounded by armed police. Several snipers in the houses around are waiting for me to show their heads. How can I leave?"

It seems that the crazy murderer is still quite afraid of death. He also knows that he will be shot dead on the scene as soon as he appears.

What we least want to see happened. A confrontation was formed on the spot. If a second was wasted, Ou Ye would be a little more dangerous.

"I will be your hostage, as long as you let my guy go."

Yang Ziguang calmed down and exchanged conditions with the murderer, but he seemed unmoved.

Zhou Chengcheng made a gesture to us at this time, meaning: "You can't confront the murderer, we break into the door and shoot the murderer."

I have to say that this approach is extremely crazy and is likely to anger the murderer.

However, once the confrontation situation is formed, Ou Ye will still die, so it is better to fight.

When I opened the door, I could kill the murderer in three seconds, but we don’t know what’s going on in the room now. Is Ou Ye here? Is she still alive?

This also added a lot of pressure to me. The murderer was inside, but through an iron gate, we knew nothing about the situation inside.

This kind of iron gate is the most common in urban villages, and the keyhole is also very simple. A thief with high skills can use a wire to open all the doors of urban villages.

But most of the people living here are migrant workers and basically have no property.

Yang Ziguang took out an iron wire from somewhere and wrapped it around his hand, then put the iron wire into the keyhole. His face changed as soon as he turned it.

The murderer had already put a small lock on the iron gate. The most important thing was that the lock on the iron gate was replaced by the murderer.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ziguang and I looked at each other. It was impossible to unlock the lock, so we could only attack.

Two steps back, and with Yang Ziguang's order, I concentrated all my strength on my legs and kicked hard at the rusty iron gate.

The two of them exerted force at the same time, and Zhou Chengcheng fired a shot at the keyhole with a gun. All the force was instantly concentrated in the keyhole position. After a loud bang, the big iron door was kicked open by us.

When I saw the scene inside, I was stunned at first, then I was furious.

Ou Ye was tied to the electric fan by the murderer, and a needle tube was connected to her arm, and blood kept flowing downwards.

The murderer used the method of getting a drip to enter his body bit by bit, and Ou Ye was a huge blood bag, constantly providing him with blood.

Opposite the two, there was a mobile phone recording the blood transfusion process.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I had a creepy meaning. At this moment, the murderer placed the fruit knife on Ou Ye's neck, and a strong smell of natural gas floated out of the room.

"You have seen many methods of threatening the police? But the effect is still very good. No wonder many people like to use this method. Once an open fire appears in the house, everyone will die together."

The murderer's eyes were very vicious, and there was a needle tube connected to his hand. At this time, Ou Ye was already in a coma. Her face was pale and seemed to hear our voices. Then he opened his eyes and smiled miserably at us.

I installed the gun and found a knife in the room and squeezed it into my hand.

The armed police flocked in, and Yang Ziguang blocked the door and cursed: "It's all his mother who retreats, back up."

These armed police were unmoved. Yang Ziguang actually shot her head outside. Fortunately, the natural gas outside the house was not yet rich enough.

The armed police were shocked by Yang Ziguang and stood there and didn't know what to do?

"It seems that her blood is about to dry out? Have you tried men's blood? Maybe it feels a little different."

The murderer glanced at Ou Ye, looked at me, and said, "I have drunk the blood of pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, and also women's blood, but I have not drunk too much of the blood of men. It is said that men's blood is the most difficult to drink, I want to try it."

In front of the murderer, I inserted my knife into my palm, and then into my thighs. The pain made me tremble for several times, and my forehead was covered with cold sweat as big as beans.

"Okay, I can't stand up now, I shouldn't be able to threaten you. How about I exchange hostages? Let you taste the blood of men."

The murderer was a little hesitant, but the fruit knife placed on Ou Ye's neck was still put down. He waved at me and signaled me to walk over.

I shook my head and said, "Put her down from the electric fan."

At the same time, I made a vague gesture to let Zhou Chengcheng retreat outside. The murderer felt much more relieved. He untied Ou Ye's rope and put her down.

In this second, I pulled out the gun and rushed towards the murderer. He obviously didn't react to what I wanted to do?

It was too late when he realized it, because I pulled the trigger to his head, and the murderer was not slow either. He turned his head and let his shoulder block the bullet.

Bang, deafening gunshots came from the room. When the bullets spewed out of the muzzle, they rubbed with the air to form a unique tongue of flame, instantly igniting the gas inside the room.

I had only seen the explosion of gas tanks on TV before. At this moment, I saw a sea of ​​fire burst out of thin air in front of me.

Then there was a suffocation feeling. I hugged Ou Ye and jumped out of the window, and the murderer followed closely behind.

On the fifth floor window, flames shattered the glass and erupted outward. Everyone felt a wave of air passing by rubbing their scalp.

The crowd screamed, and the order on the scene collapsed.

The broken glass hurt the slow-running onlookers. An old man fell straight to the ground, and a child covered his eyes and howled.

I hugged Ou Ye in my arms tightly. The air waves emitted from the flames shattered the window glass hit my back. I only felt a numbness on my back. I don’t know how serious the situation is?

On the fifth floor, calculated by 2.5 meters in height per floor, the height is 1.25 meters. If this height goes down, once the position above the waist first falls, you may die on the spot.

I hugged Ou Ye, ready to let my back land first, so that I could buffer Ou Ye's impact.

The consequence of this is: life and death are caused by fate.

Suddenly, a person who fell outside the fifth floor grabbed me tightly.

After a fixed eye, he saw that it was Hou Jie who had just disappeared. He said with a serious expression: "Don't let go, do you understand?"

A white data cable tied to his waist, about the thickness of a little finger, but the middle part was only a few copper wires as thick as hair, most of which were corrosive rubber.

This should be the line left by someone after decorating the lid of the big pot. I wonder how long it took to be placed?

This wire cannot withstand the weight of three people. I don’t know how many natural gas tanks there are in the house. The flame impact just now was not an explosion, and the real explosion is still behind. If this continues, the three of us are likely to be killed.

The murderer fell from the fifth floor to the first floor. He was sent to a 120 ambulance by the police for no reason.

Taking a deep breath, I said to Hou Jie: "Prepare to pick up Ou Ye."

Now my feet are standing at the edge of the window, holding Ou Ye tightly in my hands, while Hou Jie holds my shoulder with both hands.

After hearing what I said, Hou Jie realized on the spot what I was going to do?

"Bai Xiaotian, my mother."

Amid Hou Jie's scolding, I used my last strength to throw Ou Ye up.

Hou Jie had to let me go to pick up Ou Ye, but I lost my balance at this moment and fell down the fifth floor. The crowd watching from afar screamed.

While falling, I saw Ou Ye looking at me calmly, Hou Jie cursed in anger, Yang Ziguang's roar, and the screams of the crowd.

This life is over?

I smiled bitterly.

With a bang, I felt my internal organs move, my throat was sweet, and blood kept coming out of my mouth.

The vision began to blur, the sun shone on my face, and a few birds flew past the blue sky, and at the end, I thought it was hell because it was dark here.

A big tree with a distorted main rod, it has produced equally distorted branches and leaves.

Hereditary diseases have always been an extremely complex genetic science in my country. After some babies are born, they have heart disease, some have diabetes, and some have breast cancer.

In Dagua Village, Xichuan City, under an old locust tree with yellow branches and leaves, there is a big yellow dog and a pale-skinned person. The man cuts his wrist and he is committing suicide.

Since Wang Tao was born, he found that he had no father. His mother kept silent about this relative he had never met. The neighbors called him this: the son of a vampire.

What is a vampire?

But from the contemptuous expressions on the faces of the neighbors when they said this word, it is definitely not a compliment.

When Wang Tao was in elementary school, he heard his classmates call him: Vampire, because he has skin as white as a dead person.

As he grew older, he actually fell in love with eating fish. He always had fish for two meals a day. His mother didn't buy it for him, so he went to the rice fields to catch it and steal it in the fish market.

Once, after being beaten up by my mother, he asked him why he likes to eat fish?

He replied: I like the fishy smell.

Until one time, sheep were killed in the village. The newly released sheep blood was fishy and smelly. The villagers covered their noses and avoided it. Only Wang Tao sucked it hard, with his face full of enjoyment.

He was resistant, but he couldn't control his body.

That day, he put his head in a wooden barrel containing sheep's blood while there was no one and took a sip. Since then, he has become fascinated by this smell.

The village living room was crowded with people, and the children ran to the newlyweds, looking a little timid. The newlyweds squatted down and gave them the wedding candy in the tray.

The helping wife picked up green onions, and they talked about who the man could make money and make trouble in the middle of the night.

A child who was only thirteen years old sat in the corner. He did not go to the newlyweds to please candy, and did not secretly eavesdrop on what tongue they were chewing when he pretended to pass by the picking women like other children?
Chapter completed!