Chapter 225

Behind the wall is a confined space of more than ten square meters!

However, although the space is narrow, it is available.

A Simmons big bed, a European wine table, tea table, wine rack, all kinds of food, and even military cans. There is also a double barreled hunting gun, an s12k shotgun and several bullets hanging on the wall.

It can be seen that the design here from the beginning is set as the final hiding space.

Although there is no access to the outside, if you hide here and can't get out, you can live for ten days and a half months.

But none of this is important.

To everyone's surprise, the scene in bed

A man was lying on Simmons' bed, his upper body was naked, his back neck was shot, his head was pressed by the pillow, and blood droplets were dripping down the silk sheet... And a large area of underground blood had been spread out.

A girl, her coat torn, some embarrassed, some wild!

She sat quietly beside her with a slight smile on her face. Beside the bed in her left hand, there was a pavna witness pistol. This is a semi-automatic pistol, pink. People who know it know its nickname as "girl flame". It is said that it was used for women's self-defense at the beginning of the design. The muzzle of the gun is slightly white, which indicates that she has just used it... Her right hand holds a knife, more than 10 cm long, corresponding to the big knife holder at the head of the bed. The knife should be taken off the knife holder after firing the gun

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

The girl smiled faintly and stabbed the man on the back.

I don't know how many knives, because the man's back is beyond recognition. It's all an inch wide and slender holes, as dense as a horse honeycomb! At least half of the white sheets were dyed black and red.

"Get out!" Wang jieleng drank.

The vulture quickly winked at the people behind him. They were relieved from their amazement and retreated one after another.

Only Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao are left in the secret room.

"Lao Wang, you're coming!" Hao Meng turned her head and smiled. Then she lost the knife in her hand.

Since Hao Meng escaped last time, Wang Jie vaguely felt that the girl was different from before. But I can't tell what's different. Later, Lan Shan reminded herself that Hao Meng might have changed her temperament. When she did something stupid, Wang Jie still didn't know what Hao Meng was thinking. In retrospect, she must be thinking of revenge!

"Hao Meng, what's the matter with you?" Wang Jieyi pulled Hao Meng out of the pool of blood, took off his coat and wrapped the petite body!

"What's the matter? Nothing! " Hao Meng smiled and said, "Lao Wang, I scared you?"

Wang Jie didn't know how much hatred there was in her little body, which drove her to do such a bloody and cold thing.

"That day... You went to your warm home and took back the box..."

"Yes!" Hao Meng wrapped up Wang Jie's clothes, smelled them and said with a smile, "the washing powder tastes delicious! Yes, that's the gun in that box. I used it to kill my biological mother. The night I killed my mother, I buried my gun under the tree in the warm garden. I thought I was free. But later I still couldn't. My mother was just a vain woman who loved money. If I wanted to avenge my father, I had to kill the boss of red bird. So I went out that day to get the gun back. Hehe, in fact, I've been waiting for an opportunity. Even if Liu Shan doesn't bring anyone to catch me, I'll go to the red bird and send it to the door myself. As long as I can revenge, my body, life and dignity don't matter. I don't hesitate... "

Speaking of this, Hao Meng smiled pale at Wang Jie and said, "do you know where I've been hiding this small gun these days?"

"Right here!" Hao Meng casually pointed to the holster on his snow-white thigh and said with a trembling smile: "this abnormal thing touched and touched, and suddenly pressed on the gun. He was silly and asked me if it was a disk, ha ha! I said I'll show it to you. The garbage really looked at it. I didn't know I was going to run until I saw the muzzle of the gun. PA! It's fun to shoot down. What do you say about this kind of garbage, boss... "

Hao Meng's calm narration made Zhang Dabiao get goose bumps. Is the child still a child? Cool, cold and cold, like a sophisticated female killer.

"Stop it! Don't say anything! " With a sigh, Wang grabbed Hao Meng, wiped the blood off her hair, and muttered, "why do you have to do it yourself? Once you do something, you can't stop..."

"It doesn't matter!" Hao Meng gently pasted Wang Jie's chest and said slowly with a sad color: "from the day I witnessed my father's death, my innocence and innocence have disappeared. I don't care about anything. I used to fantasize that one day I could talk to you side by side, head to head, but I know it's impossible... In that case, let me indulge myself... Now I think killing people, especially enemies, is very fun! "

Wang Jieru was stuck in his throat. For a long time, he glanced at Zhang Zhihao's body, winked at Zhang Dabiao and said, "ask someone to clean it up, throw the garbage to the old grave in the west mountain, and press seven coffin nails on me before burying him. If there is reincarnation, he will never be reborn!"

Zhang Dabiao nodded suddenly, opened the door and watched Wang Jie go downstairs with Hao Meng in his arms!

Everyone at the door of the secret room looked at Zhang Dabiao in surprise and whispered, "this woman is really cruel!"

"Are we here to save her? This is much worse than me... "

"You can play with guns and knives. You see, there's not even a trace of fear on her face..."

"All right, stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Dabiao calmed down and kicked Zhang Zhihao in a cold voice: "dispose of the pulp of the coffin, rob brother said, throw it into the old cemetery, let the old ghosts press it, and order to add seven coffin nails!"

All the people were shriveled and hurried to clean up the battlefield.

In the folk custom of Yuncheng, coffin nails are used to suppress evil spirits. Such an old nail must be nailed to the coffin head of the dead to prevent walking away. But Wang Jie gave this person seven, which shows how intense his hatred for Zhang Zhihao is!

When he went downstairs, Wang Jie opened the door and asked Hao Meng to sit on it.

Hao Meng looked up and saw Liu Shan shrinking in the back seat.

"Miss Liu, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have this opportunity today!" Hao Meng smiled.

In Liu Shan's opinion, Hao Meng's mouth with blood scabs and the bright red blood on her hand were so dazzling that she couldn't help crying out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't... I don't dare anymore!" Liu Shan exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be afraid. We are all women and like Lao Wang. How can I be difficult for you?" Hao Meng smiled, blinked and said indifferently, "I wish you dream of me every night..."

Lan Shan sighed. From then on, I'm afraid there will be two more madmen in the world, one neuropathy and one madness

"Zhang Dabiao, take them back first. I have something to deal with!" Wang Jie looked serious, glanced at the three women and said meaningfully.

Zhang Dabiao hesitated. After all, he had to deal with the scene. He couldn't trust others. He can't leave a trace of disadvantage to Wang Jie.

"If you can trust me, I'll take them away. Don't worry, I won't ask a word if you don't come back," said Lan Shan

Wang Jie hesitated, nodded and said, "thank you!"

Seeing Lan Shan leave the scene, fan Xiaolin, vulture and others have come down from the upstairs. All the people who can speak in the two forces get together.

"Thank you for today!" Wang Jie looked at the crowd coldly and said, "it's true that there should be no more red birds in Cloud City from today. You know how to arrange it. According to the rules of the Jianghu, the territory of red bird is divided according to the output. I don't want a penny. However, there is another thing I have to say before. That is my brother vulture. From now on, he will no longer be a member of the thirteen wolves. He will pull the pole himself. Everyone present will support him more. Anyone who has an opinion can talk to me, but if it's wrong in the nest and stumbles behind the back, I'm sorry. If you work against him, you work against me! Old fan, am I right? "