Mad Son-in-law

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

However, although the space is cramped, it is readily available.

A big Simmons bed, a European-style wine table, coffee table, wine rack, all kinds of food, and even military cans. There is also a double-barreled hunter, an S12K shotgun and a few bullets hanging on the wall.

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

Although there is no access to the outside, if you hide here, you can live for ten and a half months without any problems.

However, none of these are important.

What made everyone stunned was that the scene on the bed...

A man was lying on a Simmons bed, his upper body was naked, his neck was shot, his head was held down by the pillow, and the blood was dripping down the silk sheets, dripping drop by drop... and the blood in the ground had already spread out. A large piece.

A girl with a torn coat, a little embarrassed and a little wild!

She sat beside her peacefully, with a slight smile on her face, and beside the bed in her left hand, there was a Pavner witness pistol. This is a semi-automatic pistol, pink, and anyone who knows it knows its nickname is "Girly Flame". It is said that it was designed for women's self-defense at the beginning. The muzzle is slightly white, which means that she has just used it... She holds a knife in her right hand, which is more than ten centimeters long, corresponding to the large knife holder at the head of the bed. This knife should be taken from the knife holder after firing the gun. Coming down...

"Puff......"

"Puff......"

The girl just smiled so faintly, stabbing the man in the back with one knife.

I don't know how many knives anymore, because the man's back is completely unrecognizable, it's all an inch wide and slender openings, dense like a hornet's nest! At least half of the white sheets were dyed black and red.

"All out!" Wang Jie shouted coldly.

The vulture hurriedly cast a wink at the people behind him, and all the people were relieved from their consternation, and they retreated one after another.

Only Wang Jie and Zhang Dabiao remained in the secret room.

"Pharaoh, you are here!" Hao Meng turned his head and smiled before losing the knife in his hand.

Ever since Hao Meng escaped once, Wang Jie has vaguely felt that this girl is different from before. But what is different, I don't know what it is. Later, Lan Shan reminded herself that Hao Meng's possibilities had changed drastically. When she wanted to beware of her doing stupid things, Wang Jie still didn't know what Hao Meng was thinking about. Looking back now, she must be thinking of revenge!

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

"What's wrong? Nothing!" Hao Meng smiled and said, "Pharaoh, did I scare you?"

Wang Jie didn't know how much hatred there was in this little body that actually drove her to do such a **** and cruel thing.

"That day...you went to the warm home, the box you got back..."

"Yes!" Hao Meng wrapped Wang Jie's clothes, smelled it, and smiled: "The smell of washing powder is quite fragrant! Yes, this gun was in that box. I used it to kill me at the beginning. My biological mother. The night after I killed my mother, I buried my gun under the tree in the warm garden. I thought I was relieved. But then it didn’t work. My mother is just a vain woman who loves money. I want to do it for me. Dad had to kill Red Bird’s boss to get revenge. So, I went out that day to get this gun back. Hehe, I’ve been waiting for the opportunity, even if Liu Shan doesn’t bring anyone to arrest me, I will go by myself. The red bird sent it to the door. As long as he could get revenge, his body, fate, and dignity didn’t matter.

Speaking of this, Hao Mengchao Wang Jie said with a pale smile: "Do you know where I have been hiding this small gun these days?"

"It's here!" Hao Meng pointed to the holster on his snow-white thigh indifferently, and said with a trembling smile: "This perverted thing touched and touched, and suddenly pressed on the gun, he was still stupidly asking me something. , Is it a disk, haha! I said I will show it to you, this **** is really squinting, until I see the muzzle, I don’t know to turn around and run, slap! A shot fell down, fun, you say this The boss of how to do trash..."

Hao Meng's calm narration caused Zhang Dabiao to get goose bumps. Is this child still a child? Calm and indifferent, cold air, like a sophisticated female killer.

"Don't say it! Don't say anything!" Wang Jie sighed, pulled Hao Meng over, wiped the blood from his hair, and muttered: "Why do you have to do this by yourself, some Once you do it, you won’t be able to stop later..."

"It's okay!" Hao Meng lightly pasted Wang Jie's chest, and slowly said with a sad color: "From the day I witnessed my father's death, my innocence and innocence have disappeared. I have nothing. I don’t care anymore. I once imagined that one day I could be head-to-head and shoulder-to-shoulder with you, talking about the ground and talking about the sky, but I know that this is no longer possible... In that case, let me indulge myself... I Now I feel that killing people, especially enemies, is quite fun!"

Wang Jie was in his throat for a long while, glanced at Zhang Zhihao's body, winked at Zhang Dabiao and said: "Call someone to deal with it, and throw this garbage to the old grave of Xishan. Before burying him, give me seven coffins. Nail, if there is reincarnation, let him never live beyond life!"

Zhang Dabiao nodded suddenly, opened the door, and watched Wang Jie hug Hao Meng downstairs!

The crowd at the door of the secret room looked at Zhang Dabiao in surprise, whispering: "This woman is really ruthless!"

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

"Can play with guns, but also with knives, look at her without even a trace of fear..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Dabiao calmed down and kicked Zhang Zhihao coldly: "Dispose of this coffin crumb, Brother Jie said, throw it into the old graveyard, let the old ghosts hold it down. Lingjia has seven coffin nails!"

Everyone squeezed their mouths and hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield.

In the folklore of Yuncheng, the coffin nail is a thing to suppress the evil. The head of the coffin of the dead person must be nailed with such an old nail to prevent corpses from walking. But Wang Jie let this person use seven roots, which shows how intense the hatred towards Zhang Zhihao is!

After going downstairs, Wang Jie opened the car door and let Hao Meng sit in.

Hao Meng raised his eyes and saw Liu Shan huddled in the back seat.

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

In Liu Shan's eyes, Hao Meng's **** mouth and the red blood on her hand were so dazzling that he couldn't help but let out a cry of exclamation.

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

"Don't be afraid, we are all women, we all like Lao Wang, how could I feel sorry for you?" Hao Meng smiled sweetly, blinked and said nonchalantly: "I wish you every night, you will dream of what I look like at this moment... "

Lan Shan sighed, I am afraid that there will be two more lunatics in the world from now on, one neurosis, one mania...

"Zhang Dabiao, take them back first, I have to deal with something!" Wang Jie's expression was serious, and he glanced at the three women meaningfully.

Zhang Dabiao hesitated, after all, he had to deal with the scene, others couldn't believe it. He can't leave any unfavorable mark on Wang Jie.

Lan Shan said to Wang Jie indifferently: "If you can trust me, I will take them away, don't worry, if you don't come back, I won't ask a single word."

Wang Jie hesitated, nodded and said, "Thanks!"

Watching Lan Shan leave the scene, Fan Xiaolin, Vulture and others have all come down from the stairs at this time, and the people who can speak in the two forces gathered together.

"What happened today, thank you everyone!" Wang Jie glanced at everyone with a grim expression: "There is a way to cut the grass and remove the roots. Starting today, there should be no more red birds in Yuncheng. How to arrange it in your own heart There are a few. According to the rules of the arena, the Red Bird’s territory is divided according to the output, and I don’t need a penny. However, there is one other thing I have to say in front, that is my brother Vulture, from now on, He is no longer a member of the Thirteen Wolves. He must pull his own pole and support everyone present. Whoever has an opinion can tell me, but if you get back in the nest and stumble behind your back, then I’m sorry, you are against him. That's going to be against me! Lao Fan, I'm right!"