boom……

Zhu Shijie's whole body was shocked.

He flew sideways, and in the air, he spit out a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood.

The huge body broke through the door, and he spitted blood again on the ground...

He didn't turn his head back, and he climbed up, pedaling his feet like a windmill, stepped across the side of the courtyard wall, and tile.

It took one step to the air and landed on the opposite roof...

A series of sounds of tiles breaking out, and he had already gone far in the dark lights.

At this time, Yang Lin was barely chasing out of the yard and could only see the other person's back.

He even practiced the legs of flying on the grass.

Escape too fast.

Yang Lin looked depressedly at the footprints on the corners of the walls and the tiles on the roof, and then fell silent.

The dark night and the wind are high, which is a good time to kill, and of course, it is also a good time to escape.

You can't catch up with it. You can't catch up in your life. You can only eat the other party's exhaust gas and live like this...

Zhu Shijie's figure was about to disappear into the dark night. Suddenly, a "bang" sounded, and a low scream of suppressed exclamations came from the houses on both sides of the long street.

So, Yang Lin found out.

This is gunshot.

At the same time.

He saw that the escaped Zhu Shijie paused, and fell down with a large piece of tiles, landing on the long street without moving.

‘Who is shooting?’

The time was just right.

Yang Lin would not think that the person who came was helping him.

The black and black ones are so dark that no one can see clearly, and no matter what is blue and red, they will be shot to death.

It is conceivable that his personality can be seen.

if.

The one who just jumped onto the roof and left was not the anxious and panicked Zhu Shijie, but himself?

Will you also be shot to death by someone?

Dead unknown.

Thinking of this.

Yang Lin felt chills in his heart.

He shrank, returned to the dilapidated courtyard and back to the house.

The first time was to untie the hemp rope on the hands and feet of Miss Xianglian.

He also helped her cover her clothes to cover the dazzling whiteness.

"My father is okay? Master Yang, tell me, my father is fine, right?"

Xianglian stared at Zhang Nan and rescued herself, stared at his eyes blankly, and suddenly, she was shocked, as if she had come back to life, and asked nervously.

Let me add another sentence.

Yang Lin sighed.

"I am sorry for your loss."

He didn't know how to comfort the poor girl in front of him.

They sang the song well, Xiaoyi flattered the person, the father and daughter just wanted to survive, and had such a small ideal, but they didn't bother to anyone.

But.

Even this small request was strangled by life.

God really doesn't make people live.

Realizing the truth about her father's death, Xianglian could no longer deceive herself.

In fact, she had heard those people say that, but she just refused to believe it.

At this time, hope was shattered, and I suddenly collapsed. I hugged Yang Lin tightly and started to cry like a cuckoo crying blood.

Amid the shrill crying.

However, Yang Lin's eyebrows were slightly raised, as sharp as a knife.

The ears were shaking gently...

He heard subtle footsteps.

He stretched out his hand and whipped it out the butter candle on the incense table.

The house became dark again.

In the dark night, Yang Lin's eyes shone brightly, he gently covered the lips of Miss Xianglian, and snorted, his steps as light as a cat, holding the little girl and squatting in the corner of the house.

There are pillars here to block it. If the person who came to the scene had a gun, at least he could block the random gun shooting.

...

It was all pitch black inside and outside.

After Yang Lin's skill reaches the full strength, he can partially control the flow of his own qi and blood at a certain level.

At this time, he calmed his breath, slowed down his flow of qi and blood, and breathed distant and long.

It's inexperienced.

He closed his eyes and his ears swayed slightly.

Then, some less natural sounds were heard.

First of all, what I heard was that the little girl Xianglian was sobbing with extreme depression because of fear and sadness.

The little girl knew that this was not the time to drag her back. Although she didn't know what was going on outside, she could understand what she should do at this time just by looking at Yang Lin's actions.

The wind blew across the open ragged wooden door, and the door page swayed gently.

The soft and fine frictional sound came from the wind.

I smelled a little rust and smoke from my nose, and it was close to me.

Grass……

He sneaked in so cleverly, and he actually touched his side silently.

Yang Lin's heart tightened, his hair exploded, his conditioned reflex arm popped out, his palms turned to the sky, and he clenched his fists and made progress and smashed horizontally.

Wow...

A loud bang.

A pistol was swept by Yang Lin's palm. Although he did not take off his hand, it was already activated.

The muzzle towards the sky ejected a fusiform flame.

As the sparks flashed, the bullet hit the roof, breaking through layers of tiles, making a louder sound.

The man who was holding a gun and touching the house was caught off guard and was swept the pistol. He was then hit by Yang Lin's outer arm and flew backwards.

boom!

It smashed the wooden door, fell into the yard, and hit the tree with a bang.

"Gangzi..."

A few more deep shouts came from outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of clothes with wind sounded.

It could be heard that four or five people touched them at the same time, occupying the left and right windows and both sides of the door.

There was a scream in my ears at the same time.

That's Miss Xianglian.

After all, she is a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. She has not experienced much storm on weekdays. Although she has always been very generous, she is also a manifestation under normal circumstances.

That night, she not only experienced the grief of losing her father, but was also captured, almost insulted, and rescued.

In just a short time, I experienced things that ordinary people have been difficult for half of their lives.

I was already nervous, but when I heard the gunshots sounded not far away in front of me, I couldn't help but scream again when I saw the sparks.

"etc."

A calm and heavy sound sounded outside the house.
To be continued...