Enforcer's Handbook

You may not believe it, but at the critical moment, the killer knocked away the hostages, saving both parties from being hit by the suddenly falling chandelier.

However, this was no ordinary accident.

Even though he reacted immediately, the falling chandelier still hit the killer's left leg. One of the broken glass pierced the killer's ankle like a dagger, and the bright red blood seeped out and stained his suit. trousers.

The killer didn't seem to expect that he would be injured. He glanced at his ankle in shock. According to calculations, he had clearly avoided the chandelier just now. Could it be that he was really unlucky enough to be splashed today? The point where glass shards hit your ankles?

The "accident" did not leave him a chance to breathe.

The loud noise of the chandelier falling to the ground awakened the beast lurking in the house. With a sharp scream, a mutated rat that was half a man tall and with fur as sharp as barbs broke through the wall.

The pair of bloodthirsty scarlet eyes were staring at the two people in the small dark room, seeming to have regarded them as food delivered to their door.

The killer's face was as dark as water.

The ankle injury put him in an unfavorable situation in this sudden encounter. Excessive exercise may not only cause further tearing of the wound, but may also induce infection.

What an unlucky day!

But the uninvited guest in front of him didn't seem to want to take into account his bad day. It kicked off its hind legs, and its huge body crashed into the killer like a cannonball. The barbs on its body made it look like a hedgehog, and its sharp hissing sound almost sounded like a hedgehog. Tearing a person's eardrum.

A playing card slipped from his sleeve into his hand.

He was concentrating and waiting for an opportunity.

The moment the mutated mouse was about to pass him by, the ejected playing cards cut open the mouse's neck, which was not protected by barbs, like a blade, and he fell on his back, straight to the ground.

The fatally injured mutated rat screamed shrilly.

And all this was part of his calculation. At this angle, he could just avoid the body full of barbs.

Although he had never seen this kind of mutant mouse before, he had read in a book that most mutant creatures have been stimulated to a certain degree of intelligence. Judging from its attack mode, this mouse The mutant mouse seems particularly confident with the barbs covering its body.

The killer immediately thought that these were no ordinary barbs, they should be covered with poison or germs!

He was injured at the moment, and victory or defeat depended on one thought.

In a state of breathless concentration, even the flow of time slowed down.

Since ancient times, conflicts between humans and beasts have often ended in human victory.

The next moment, the killer's pupils shrank.

This is how it should be. According to his calculations, he should have killed the mutated rat without any injuries, but the reality once again exceeded his calculations - the wind pressure caused by the rat's huge body blew the remains of the chandelier away. It was blown to the position where he fell, and the glass and sharp debris were like inverted daggers, waiting to pierce his body!

Could it be that the mutant rat's intelligence has become so powerful?

No, it's impossible!

He was just plain unlucky.

From the moment the chandelier fell, he stood on the opposite side of fate. Any ordinary thing could cause a chain reaction and become the cause of his death!

While falling, he looked at Song Lan in horror, who also fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the killer eliminated Song Lan's suspicion. At the moment when the chandelier fell, if he had not thrown the opponent down but chose to escape alone, Song Lan, who had lost his vision, would have been hit hard without any defense.

Unless the other party can see the future direction.

The killer quickly came to the conclusion that both he and Song Lan were targeted by the disaster.

But this second was too long. His body became difficult to move due to inertia, and the broken glass and the remains of the chandelier became his tomb. He watched all this happen, and thousands of thoughts surged in his mind. Thousands of thoughts, but none of them can change the current situation.

To make matters worse, he also heard the gasping sound of the mutated rat. He was not able to completely kill the monster due to lack of preparation just now.

More and more thoughts caused the killer's thinking to temporarily break down. When he came back from his trance, he felt a strong stinging sensation in his back that almost made him lose his breath. He began to gasp violently, and these pains It all made him realize that he was still alive.

Fortunately, the remains of the chandelier avoided his heart, perhaps by only a few centimeters.

"Danger, there are monsters!"

At this time, Song Lan, who was lying on the ground, finally stood up. Although his hands were tied behind his back, he lent his shoulders to the killer as a support point. Thanks to the killer's attack just now, the mutant mouse's movements became a little slower. point.

Before the mouse launched its next attack, the two tremblingly escaped from the small dark room, locking the snarling mutant mouse at the other end of the door.

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That night, at home.

"Is this what happened to you?"

After hearing Song Lan's thrilling description, her eyebrows almost knitted together.

The story was more complicated than she imagined.

She had to take a deep breath and reorganize this bizarre plot that was comparable to a novel.

First, the killer threw Song Lan away at the critical moment when the chandelier hit the two of them, causing his own ankle injury.

Then, like tacit comrades-in-arms, the two escaped from the hands of a mutated mouse.

After sorting it out, Lu Xiang finally realized the most critical question, "Where is the killer?"

"After escaping, he was seriously injured and needed to go to a prosthetic hospital for treatment, so we decided to split up and wait until his injuries stabilized before contacting him."

What on earth were you two doing?

She would rather believe that Song Lan accidentally killed the killer, threw his body into the artificial lake, and then made up such a bizarre and twisted story with a slap on his forehead.

But years of experience in handling cases tell her that the more bizarre the process, the closer it is to the truth.

"In other words, you were attacked by Angre Saffron, and he was also present at the scene?"

"No one saw him during the whole process, and it seems that only the killer was affected by the ability."

This was the first time Song Lan witnessed a disaster attack with her own eyes.

At that moment, the killer seemed to have become the enemy of the entire world. Anything that happened around him could be the culprit that took away his life, if he hadn't subtly changed the killer's body at the moment he fell to the ground. If it falls down, he may never be able to contact the other party again.

But he also took away an important message from the attack.

——"Angre Saffron may also be investigating this case."