The man shouted loudly while smashing: "Bitch! Don't think I don't know the good things you did behind my back! Die!"
As the hammer continued to hit, the shouts of the woman in pajamas became smaller and smaller. At the same time, her right leg slowly straightened and became motionless.
A table full of scarlet blood was dripping down the edge of the table, and even my bag was soaked in blood.
The tall man's face was covered in blood. He threw the hammer with a clang, then sat on the sofa, looked up at the roof, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
He suddenly sat upright on the sofa again, with a cigarette in his mouth. He reached out from his bag and took out our Xixia golden bowl. He looked at the golden bowl from left to right in front of the light, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
smile,
Mi Niang Razhen covered her mouth and did not dare to make a sound. She was so frightened that she was trembling all over.
I also witnessed all this, and my heart jumped when I saw it. This man is so cruel!
Suddenly, the tall man stood up suddenly and said to himself: "No... there is such a big movement, why doesn't the dog bark?"
After saying that, he bent down, picked up the hammer on the ground, and quickly rushed out of the door.
"who are you!"
Eyes facing each other.
Two seconds later, without saying a word, he raised the hammer and hit me on the head!
At the critical moment, I turned sideways to avoid the blow, and stabbed her directly in the stomach with the knife in my hand!
This man's reaction is also very fast!
He instantly grabbed my knife-holding wrist with his left hand! He raised the hammer high again with his right hand!
"Brother Xiang!"
The snake girl held the man's arm with both hands and bit him directly.
"Ah! Damn it!"
The tall man was in pain, his eyes were extremely fierce, and he kicked the snake girl away with his right foot! I saw the opportunity and stabbed the knife into his stomach!
I let go of my hand and saw that the man had a knife stuck in his stomach. He covered the wound with his hand and took a few steps back, gasping for air.
This knife couldn't kill him! It didn't hit a vital point!
"Mom... what a show! Go to hell!"
He held his stomach and rushed over again with the iron in hand! But the knife in my hand was gone!
At this moment, I suddenly heard a muffled bang!
The man's hand held the hammer and stopped in place. At the same time, a clearly visible trace of blood flowed down the top of his head.
As if he had lost his strength, he fell to the ground with a thud, and the whole back of his head was sunken, a bloody mess.
Mi Niang Razhen gasped for air. She held a large hydraulic pliers for cutting cables in both hands.
I came to my senses and immediately tested the man's breath.
Not breathing... dead.
I swallowed and gasped, "Don't panic, just listen to me."
"Take these pliers with you. Don't stay here. Grab our bags and leave quickly! Get out of here! Watch your steps! Watch carefully and don't step on blood and leave footprints."
I entered the room and carried my bag behind me. I looked around nervously. I quickly walked over to the pajamas girl with her head lying on the table. I wrapped my hands with my clothes and pulled off the pajamas she was wearing.
, threw the pajamas directly on the bed in the back room.
Then, I took off the short man's pants and threw them on the bed in the back room.
After doing all this, I checked whether there were any footprints of the three of us on the ground. After confirming that there were no footprints, I quickly left the scene with Snake Girl and Me Niang Rajen.
Without stopping for a moment, I drove the car and drove out of the orchard. I didn't even dare to turn on the lights for fear of being seen.
Drive on National Highway 308 and head east.
Two hours later.
At this moment, the car had already left Kangding County. The car windows were open, and the cool breeze blew in late at night. None of the three of us spoke.
The large bag filled with antiques in the back row was stained with blood.
The snake girl leaned her head on the seat, her hands were drooped, and her face was covered with a piece of clothing.
I drove with one hand, raised a can of beer in my right hand, and took a gulp.
Throwing away the beer bottle, I said, "Let's listen to a song, whatever you want to hear."
There was still blood on Miniang Razhen's face, her eyes were dull and she didn't speak.
I casually pressed the radio button.
Accompanied by melodious late-night singing, a dilapidated Xiali sedan drove quickly on the national highway and gradually disappeared.
