If people are forced into a desperate situation, they will fight back desperately to survive.
The mouth of the glass bottle hidden in the girl's arms was not directed at Mrs. Wang, nor at Chen Asi. In the end, it was directed at Song Ye, the benefactor who had tried to take her to escape.
But before the mouth of the bottle got close, it was intercepted in mid-air. Song Ye's voice was clear and cold in the night sky, without any emotion, "Do you think this can hurt me?" The tone of the question was quite ironic, The coldness in her breath quickly enveloped the girl like the breath of death.
The girl's body stiffened, and she could almost imagine the feeling of a bullet passing through her head in the next second. Her nerves were extremely tense. She suddenly threw away her hand, retreated hastily, and screamed, "It's her, it's this woman who brought so much trouble to the village." If there is a disaster, we cannot let her get out alive! If she takes the secrets of the village out, everyone will die together!"
This is a base for human trafficking, and every household is involved in it. They rely on these abducted girls to get money and a living. If the matter is exposed and the discarded corpses in the back mountain are discovered, none of them will survive.
People who often walk by the river always have the fear of death in their hearts.
"Yes, we can't let her tell it..." Someone murmured and stood up first.
Then there was a second one, a third one... Hundreds of villagers, whether they were injured men, old, weak, women or children, all gathered around, staring intently at Song Ye. Under the firelight, their faces looked like those in hell. The evil ghost climbing up.
"We can't let her go out, she will tell the truth."
"Yes! Kill her..."
"Kill her! Kill her!"
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The voices getting louder and louder resounded in the valley, like an order. When everyone was trying to protect their lives, crime was just a means of survival.
Song Ye looked at the disgusting, honest-looking faces, his eyebrows as cold as ice.
She twitched the corners of her mouth and let out a breath of white air, "Oh, I don't plan to let you go either."
If these scum could be forgiven, wouldn't it be so pitiful for those girls trapped in the dark cellar.
"Don't be afraid of her, everyone. She only has one gun and only ten bullets at most. There are so many of us, we can't let her get out! Let's go together!" It is said that when everyone adds firewood, the flames are high, and unity is powerful. These powers It is also very effective when used when doing bad things.
Unfortunately, they found the wrong subject.
Bang bang bang, that slender hand gestured in the air, as if casually, the trigger had been pulled three times in a row. The three people close to Song Ye's row didn't even see her movements clearly. No more consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, he took away three more lives, his technique was clean and neat, and he really killed without batting an eye.
Such ruthless decisiveness made the villagers who fell into madness couldn't help but tremble in fear and retreat in shock.
Song Ye held the gun as if she were holding her beloved toy. Although the body was not strong enough and the recoil of the shot made her arms numb, she could kill with her eyes closed after more than ten years of experience with guns. The opponent, not to mention the opponent is just a group of villagers.
Bang bang bang... In the frightened looks of these people, she did not stop any more. She fired all ten bullets and replaced the magazine with great speed. Weapons were all found in these thatched houses. A whole box of bullets and firearms was confiscated by her and thrown into the space. It was considered a miss.
The villagers didn't have time to see clearly where she got the magazine, and they had no intention of investigating further at this time.
Amidst the gunshots exploding in their ears, countless people were frightened out of their courage. For fear of becoming the next person to die, they scrambled to retreat, and were shot dead on the spot in the next second.
In the end, the only ones left in the audience were some old, weak, women and children.
Song Ye was not interested in dealing with them. He walked calmly in front of the girl with a pool of blood and corpses under his feet.
The girl's hands were covered in blood, her face was pale and frightened. The moment she saw the black boots approaching, she began to beg for mercy with a trembling voice, "Please, don't kill me, I was wrong, I was wrong, please Please..." After speaking, the tears on that face fell almost uncontrollably, in large drops.
I felt pity for the weak girl lying at her feet, crying and begging, but for a cold-hearted killer, pity is something that must be eliminated when learning the first lesson of killing, so Song Ye showed no mercy, " late."
With a bang, a flower's life ended. Song Ye lowered her eyes and refused to look at the corpses strewn in the village. This had been a habit she had developed for many years. She would not review those bloody scenes again. .
With a whoosh, someone on the distant hilltop set off a flare, leaving traces of light white smoke in the night.
Song Ye raised his head to identify it carefully, his heart sank, and he quickly rushed towards the dense forest.
The village is hidden in the mountain col. Who tipped it off and lured the military people here
Song Ye ran all the way in the jungle, thinking about the reason, and finally locked the reason on Chen Asi.
The result was just as she expected. Chen Asi escaped from prison and was hunted by the police all the way to the mountains, where he happened to discover a gunfight.
But what Song Ye didn't know was that the person who subsequently stepped into this hell on earth was Qin Zhan, and Qin Zhan got wind of it and tracked him down here, all because Song Ye had hacked into the official system to make a fake ID card and left it behind. clues.
He received news that there was a gang base of human traffickers with a large number of people and weapons. The police asked them to come forward to assist, but he did not expect that it would be like this.
"Major, there are a total of eighty-nine people dead. They were all men. They were armed. They were fatally shot with one shot, right between the eyebrows. Judging from the technique, they looked like professional killers." After counting the scene, the soldiers came forward to report. Even if they were well-trained The soldiers also felt very uncomfortable with the smell of blood everywhere.
"Yes." Qin Zhan was wearing a military uniform, fastened to the top button, and he was meticulous. Even the fabric of the clothes was like that stiff face, without a trace of wrinkles or fluctuations. He stood coldly among the corpses, as if he was still in the dark night. The statue remained motionless for a long time before walking up to a middle-aged woman and asking, "Have you seen that person clearly?"
The woman was so frightened that her body kept shaking and her consciousness seemed to be blurred. "Look, I saw him wearing black pants and boots. He had a gun in his hand and was killing people everywhere. Bang, bang, The murderer is very young and good-looking, a child."
child? Qin Zhan's sculpture-like face revealed an expression, and his eyebrows gradually narrowed into a small mountain.
With such a perfect shooting technique and the ability to kill hundreds of people, she actually said that the other person was a child.