The Plough

Chapter 15

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Ling Shu bent over and lowered his head to avoid it, turned around to sweep his legs, and the opponent fell down. fly.

The flashlight was thrown into the corner, and the only faint light was completely gone.

At the moment of turning back, Ling Shu saw that the other party was vaguely wearing a Nuo opera mask and a short gown, describing it as strange and exaggerated.

Is a trainer.

And in good hands.

Before Ling Shu's eyes could completely adjust to the darkness, the other party rushed over again.

The wooden stick is flamboyant, and the tricks are aimed at his vital points.

At this time, there was another gunshot at the front door of the noodle restaurant!

Ling Shu was a little anxious.

The opponent's movements are fast, ruthless and accurate, and his skills are obviously very professional, and he is not an ordinary wild way.

Whenever Ling Shu wanted to touch the gun around his waist, he would always be interrupted by the other party. A stick of wood would give him no time to pay attention to the situation on Yue Dingtang's side.

Once you lose the first move, you will be restrained everywhere.

When the opponent swept his legs and kicked, Ling Shu took the opportunity to roll to the side, ignoring the pain of being pierced by the gravel and wood, he picked up a stick that was in his hand and swung it towards the opponent.

With a snap, the two sticks met, Ling Shu's hand groaned unbearably, and it was directly broken into two pieces. The other's leg kicked Ling Shu's waist, he groaned, and he fell backwards.

There were two more gunshots from outside.

At the same time, there is the movement of fighting.

It can be imagined that the scene outside must also be very intense.

Ling Shu felt that his ribs might be a little cracked, and the piercing pain was coming in waves.

But the murderer's movements did not stop at all. The opponent's fists and feet were added together, and the wooden stick was waving under the hood, and all the moves were to beat Ling Shu into a disabled posture.

As soon as the gun was taken out, he turned his head and was kicked away, and the opponent's toes just kicked Ling Shu's wrist.

At that moment, he almost thought that his hand was about to die.

Yue Dingtang knew that his situation was very dangerous.

He also knew that if he hadn't reacted fast enough just now, it would definitely not be his arm but his heart that was bleeding.

The gunman was just a stone's throw away from him, maybe hiding at the door of the noodle shop, maybe by the wall, as long as he showed up, the gunman would greet him.

There is a distant light source behind him, and if there is light, it will be exposed.

And the other party has no place to hide.

As the saying goes, the enemy is dark and we are bright.

The only good thing is that the opponent's marksmanship seems to be not very good. At such a close distance, three bullets, one hit Yue Dingtang's arm, and the other two were missed.

Yue Dingtang thought, maybe this is a novice, maybe it is the first time to kill someone, and he is still very nervous.

There was a sound of fighting in the house.

The other party should be more than one person.

In other words, Hong Xiaoguang may have accomplices.

He and Ling Shu haven't found out anything yet, and the other party can't wait to come out to kill, isn't it too hasty

Yue Ding Tang wanted to help Ling Shu.

But just as his figure emerged from behind the column, the gunshots sounded again.

The burning pain came from his cheek, and Yue Dingtang touched it casually, and it was sticky.

He realized that the opponent's marksmanship was not allowed, and he only needed one bullet to kill him.

Gotta figure out a way.

Yue Dingtang's eyes fell on the stone at his feet.

Ling Shu panted heavily, turned his head to avoid a heavy blow from the opponent, and punched the murderer's heart with his backhand.

While hitting the opponent, his head was also hit hard with a wooden stick!

He and the other party fell backwards involuntarily.

The ears were buzzing, like countless flies flying around, the dull pain spread out after the dullness, the whole head was dumb, and I couldn't remember anything for a while, and my body was screaming and passed out.

The murderer didn't seem to have expected Ling Shu's attack to be so ruthless, his heart was kicked straight, and the pain was unbearable.

He was familiar with the weaknesses of the human body, and he was sure that Ling Shu would definitely not be able to escape from the blow he just hit, and he would definitely fall into a coma for a short time.

He didn't want Ling Shu's life, otherwise with his marksmanship, Ling Shu would have been killed on the spot long ago, and he would never be able to deal with him here for a long time.

But he was also annoyed.

He was annoyed that his companions outside had not resolved the matter satisfactorily, and he was also annoyed that he encountered Ling Shu's plot.

The exasperation was exacerbated by a sharp pain in the heart.

The masked man staggered to his feet, took a deep breath, and walked towards Ling Shu.

There was also a flashlight in his pocket, he fumbled for a while, took it out and opened it, and shook it a few times towards Ling Shu.

The other party was lying on the ground, motionless, probably passed out.

He bent down to look.

The surname Ling must be temporarily saved, and the other party cannot wake up too soon.

If the timing is not handled well, and there is a slight error, this matter will not be resolved satisfactorily, and there will be many troubles left behind.

There has already been a mistake, and there can be no more negligence.

He put the flashlight aside and stretched out his hand to reach Ling Shu's neck.

There was another gunshot outside.

The masked murderer couldn't help cursing the bad things of the outside companions in his heart.

At this moment, he felt that the body he touched seemed to tremble slightly, and his muscles contracted subconsciously.

The masked man's heart was alarming, and he immediately picked up the stick and swung it down at Ling Shu!

Half a step late!

Ling Shu caught it steadily, and handed the other hand to him.

Only then did the masked man see it, and the other party was still holding half of the wooden stick in his hand, which he had been hiding behind him just now, so that he could not see it.

It was too late to step back, and he immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen!

You don't have to look down to feel what the broken stick looks like piercing your body.

The broken wood and thorns pierced the fabric of the gown at once, and directly mixed into the flesh and blood, bursting with blood, creating a sour movement.

Especially when this movement happens to me.

The face behind the mask showed an unbelievable expression. It was difficult for him to imagine that Ling Shu would not only wake up after the heavy blow just now, but also counterattack in time.

After half of the wooden stick pierced his body, the murderer walked in a mess, and involuntarily retreated, trying to find a balance that could support his body.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Shu had already pulled out the stick and kicked it.

The murderer groaned and fell back.

Ling Shu was not going anywhere.

For a normal person, he should have passed out by now.

But he reluctantly overcame the instinct of the human body. Although he reversed the situation and temporarily suppressed the murderer, his head became heavier and heavier. Shaky, as long as the lights are bright, the other party can immediately find his bravado, which is strong on the outside and hard on the other.

The warm liquid flowed out of the nostrils and infiltrated into the mouth along the corners of the mouth, salty and salty.

Ling Shu took out his gun and took two steps forward.

The sound of the bullet being loaded alarmed the murderer, who rolled up and stumbled into the darkness, and quickly disappeared by the back door.

The other party may come back to his senses and find that Ling Shu's behavior of carrying a gun and not chasing after the victory is very strange, and he may regret his fall, but now he is sure that Ling Shu wins, and he doesn't want to or dare to take this risk.

The murderer didn't know that Ling Shu was about to lose his grip now, not to mention aiming.

Another bullet hit the colonnade.

The gunshots echoed everywhere, and they never kept a low profile around.

But the police have not arrived yet. Maybe they have gone to rest on New Year's Eve, or maybe the people around them don't want to do too much trouble. Shanghai is full of dragons and snakes. It's not uncommon for anything to happen. Ordinary people don't want to lose their peace because of their curiosity. Life.

How many rounds can a pistol hold

Different models have different magazine capacities. If the opponent carries a spare, sooner or later, one shot will hit Yue Dingtang.

The sound of footsteps was very light, but with his full attention, Yue Dingtang heard it.

He held his breath, and suddenly threw the stone in his hand!

boom!

The other party was startled and shot.

At the same time, Yue Dingtang rushed out!

Between shooting and shooting, the shooter must have been unable to react for more than half a second, not to mention that the shooter's marksmanship is not good, indicating that he is a novice.

Yue Dingtang no longer hesitated. According to his own judgment, he threw himself on the opponent fiercely.

The two rolled over and fell outside the door. Yue Dingtang grabbed his neck with one hand and tried to knock off the gun in his hand, but the other party slammed his fist on the door, forcing Yue Dingtang to lean back. The gunman took the opportunity to sit up and pointed the gun at him!

A close call!

The gunman was kicked over from behind, and the gun was shot crookedly. The bullet rubbed Yue Dingtang's ear and nailed it into the opposite wall behind him.

Even the gun flew out and slid far away on the ground.

The gunman immediately realized that his partner had failed.

If he fought hard now, he might be able to kill Yue Dingtang, but he would also die under Ling Shu.

A few seconds were enough for the shooter to make a choice.

The ants are still greedy for life, and he does not have the sentiment to regard death as home.

He dodged Ling Shu's kick again, got up in embarrassment, and hurriedly fled the scene.

"What about people?"

Yue Dingtang asked about the person who was fighting with Ling Shu in the room just now.

"Ran."

Ling Shu replied.

He didn't even know if he made a sound, or if he was just humming in his nose. His brain was just an instinctive reaction, and he couldn't think any more.

The surroundings were dim, and Yue Dingtang was also injured. He didn't notice the strangeness of his companions, so he tried his best to get up.

"Come and help me."

Ling Shu didn't say anything.

Yue Dingtang turned his head to look and found that the other party was still holding a gun, and asked casually, "Why didn't you shoot just now?"

As soon as the words fell, the jade mountain collapsed, the black cloud overwhelmed the city, and Ling Shu fell down, directly pressing on him.

Including the injured arm.

Yue Dingtang's expression changed.

I don't know if it was painful or if Ling Shu was shocked.

"Are you alright!" He reached out and touched it, only to find blood on his hand.

"...Don't follow me back, tell the truth to my sister, just say I fell." Ling Shu murmured, wondering if he heard what Yue Dingtang said.

"To shut up!"

Yue Dingtang gritted his teeth, ignoring his injured arm, pulled Ling Shu over, and hunched over his back.

The driver was a little far away, so he shouldn't have heard any movement here, otherwise he would have come over long ago.

Tonight, they were careless. They thought they were just looking for clues, but they didn't expect the other party to come prepared.

"I can't even eat the New Year's Eve dinner, my big drumstick..."

"The packaged cake, you also gave it to someone."

"My sister will definitely not give me New Year's money this year..."

Yue Ding Tang couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted his babbling on his back.

"Just say one more word, and I'll throw you down and let you fend for yourself."

Ling Shu didn't seem to hear it, so he spoke up.

"There were two people just now, one wanted to kill you and the other didn't want to kill me."

This is a bit of a mouthful.

Yue Ding Tang didn't want to answer, but suddenly frowned.

"You mean, the man inside doesn't have a gun?"

Ling Shu murmured: "He wanted to knock me out, but he didn't want my life. Otherwise, with his skills, I would have never been able to come out to save you."

"But this person outside wants to kill me." Yue Dingtang was very determined.

If it weren't for this man's poor marksmanship, he would have been cold by now, and the corpse would probably be able to make cold dishes.

"Kill you, but don't kill me. With the two of us together, can we blame me again and make me bear another murder case..."

Ling Shu was not sure if he was sober and muttered to himself, but Yue Dingtang gave a sudden jolt, like waking up from a dream, blessed to the soul.

Like many vague joints before, all of them have been opened up.

"They don't want us to investigate this case any more, just as you were framed as the murderer before, and now the murderer is held on you, if I save my life, you will surely die, and the case will naturally be closed, and there will be no more Someone is looking for it."

"Conversely, it also shows that the direction we are investigating now is correct, otherwise they don't need to jump out and do it."

"Yuan's family, Du Yunning, Hong Xiaoguang, it seems that most of the surnames Hong are inseparable from Du Yuning's death."

After Yue Dingtang finished speaking, there was no response from Ling Shu.

"Hey?"

The hand that had been resting on his shoulder fell softly.

Yue Dingtang's heart sank.