The impact just now had shattered the front windshield, and several pieces of glass were stuck in Tang Ming's face. Blood flowed down and scratched his eyes. His eyes turned red. The car hit the wall heavily, and Tang Ming's body was directly hit.
Flying out of the car.
After staying briefly in the air, Tang Ming fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, Leng Zirui and others were also chasing after him. Before the car stopped, Leng Zirui had jumped out of the car and chased after Tang Ming.
Regardless of the pain on his body, Tang Ming quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the door of the building.
Leng Zirui fired another shot, and the bullet hit Tang Ming's calf. Tang Ming fell to the ground, quickly hid behind the doorpost, shot a few times with his backhand, turned around, rushed into the teaching building, and ran upstairs in a panic.
"ah!"
A female teacher walked out of a classroom. When she saw him, she immediately screamed and left, closed the classroom door, and tried to lock the door with trembling hands.
Before she could lock the door, Tang Ming had already rushed over, forced the door open, and rushed into the classroom with a gun.
In the classroom, more than a dozen children were lining up, preparing to be picked up by their parents.
Seeing Tang Ming covered in blood, both the teacher and the children screamed in fright, and then burst into tears.
"Don't cry!" Tang Ming rushed over distractedly, grabbed a little girl who was crying the most, and put a gun to her head, "If you cry again, I'll beat you to death!"
Among a group of children who were too scared to cry anymore, a milky voice suddenly sounded.
"Let go of Wanwan!"
Tang Ming raised his face in surprise, and saw a little boy in front of him looking at him with furrowed eyebrows. The boy's skin was white and his facial features were very delicate, but his temperament was a bit cold and cool like a little adult.
That face, that temperament... it's vaguely familiar.
Tang Ming didn't know that the person he was holding in his hands at this moment was Qin Wanwan, the daughter of Qin Lan and Huang Furuo, and the little boy standing in front of him was Luo Jun, the son of Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian.
There was a rapid sound of footsteps outside. Tang Ming came to his senses and quickly crouched down. At this time, Leng Zirui had already rushed in and rushed into the door with a gun. When he saw the scene inside the door, he frowned and pointed the gun at Tang Ming.
Ming.
"Leng Zirui, don't come over, otherwise, I will kill this child!"
Luo Jun turned to look at Leng Zirui, and immediately exclaimed with joy, "Uncle Zirui!"
When he recognized Luo Jun and Qin Wanwan, and heard the words "Uncle Zirui", Leng Zirui's heart turned green with regret.
He has lived for more than twenty years and has never regretted it, but this time, Leng Zirui really regretted it.
If time could go back, he would definitely not rush in.
"Tang Ming, surrender, the trap has been set outside, you can't escape!"
At this time, Qin Wanwan also recognized Leng Zirui and immediately started crying.
"Uncle Zirui, save me!"
"Get out or I'll kill her!" Tang Ming roared and put the gun in his hand against Qin Wanwan's temple. Qin Wanwan was caught by him and had difficulty breathing and coughed painfully.
Snapped!
Leng Zirui threw the gun aside and raised his hands, "Tang Ming, don't you just want to escape? I will be your hostage and I will send you out."
"Ha!" Tang Ming laughed loudly, "Leng Zirui, don't bother, you think I don't know your thoughts, you are my hostage, I will never think of running away, now, exit immediately,
Otherwise, I will kill this child, and then kill all these children one by one!"
