When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

At the moment when the street lamp was blown up, Jiang Shan's face suddenly turned pale. He held the gun tightly and said tremblingly:

"Brother... No, leader, I really didn't join voluntarily. They forced me to do it. Can I reform myself? I can be your undercover!"

There was no response from the street, only the sound of rain...

Suddenly.

He saw a black shadow flash out from behind the car and slowly walked towards his position.

Jiang Shan became nervous for a moment and wanted to pull the trigger immediately, but when he thought of his outrageous hit rate, he held back.

There were only three bullets left... If there were no more, he would be dead.

Jiang Shan was patient, and when the black shadow was about to walk in front of him, he pulled the trigger frantically.

"Bang... Bang... Bang!"

Three consecutive gunshots, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood exploding.

Jiang Shan was extremely sure that all three shots had hit the target, but the black shadow did not stop at all, instead it quickened its pace and rushed towards him directly.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed at the black shadow.

"Shua..."

The tip of the knife pierced into the chest, and a few drops of warm blood dripped on Jiang Shan's face, but the black shadow did not react at all, like a cold corpse.

He looked up in astonishment and found that the face in front of him was Yang Yixing's face that was still open after death.

His face was pale, his eyes were bulging, and he stared at Jiang Shan straight, like a ghost from the underworld coming to claim his life.

"Okay, brother, I've made you feel involved, and it's considered revenge for yourself..."

Su Yuan kicked Yang Yixing's body away, bent down, lifted Jiang Shan's head, and made him look directly at him while laughing softly:

"Hey, Changmao, do you still recognize me?"

Jiang Shan's pupils suddenly contracted, revealing an expression of seeing a ghost: "You...you are a student in that class, how is this possible?!"

"What's impossible..." Su Yuan smiled and stepped hard on Jiang Shan's wrist holding the gun.

"Ah!" He let go of his hand in pain.

Su Yuan picked up the pistol that fell to the ground, played with it with a little curiosity, and then put it in his pocket, and then turned Jiang Shan's pistol on the ground over.

"You..." Jiang Shan was still in shock, and he speculated to himself, "The authorities have long discovered that there is a "ghost" here, so have they been waiting here in advance? Our every move has been exposed long ago?"

"Don't fantasize. "Su Yuan grabbed his collar and smiled harmlessly, "I'm a student who is easier to kill than a chicken."

"Impossible!! It's only been three days...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he punched him in the face.

"Go to hell..." Su Yuan said calmly, raising his fist again,

"Go to hell."

"Go to hell."

"Go to hell."

"..."

Punch after punch, rain washed away the blood, half of Jiang Shan's cheek was sunken, and he said incoherently: "If you are not an official, then we should not have any conflict, why did you come to me..."

He felt that his whole mind was shrouded in a fog, and everything happening in front of him was too unreasonable.

"Brother." The sister reminded softly, "Don't beat him to death, isn't it still useful?"

"That's right. "Su Yuan let go of Jiang Shan, shook his aching wrist, stood up and said, "It's not convenient here. If I take him away, I'm afraid he will move around and attack me. What should I do?"

The sister glanced at the dagger that fell on the ground.

"You still understand me." Su Yuan smiled.

Jiang Shan's heart couldn't help but feel a little cold, "You... who are you talking to?"

Su Yuan didn't answer him, but bent down to pick up the dagger on the ground, squatting beside Jiang Shan: "I heard that you cut the tendons of a policeman's hands and feet, um... I'll let you try what it feels like now."

"What?" Jiang Shan's eyes widened suddenly, "How do you know?"

Su Yuan ignored him, gestured on his arm with the dagger, and then said in distress: "I haven't even killed a chicken, which tendon is it? "

"Hmm..." The younger sister frowned, like an innocent girl who was thinking about what to eat for dinner, "Touch your wrist, there is a soft tendon."

"Really?" Su Yuan felt around Jiang Shan's arm, his eyes suddenly lit up, "It really is!"

"Put the knife in and cut it off." The younger sister reminded with a smile, "Don't cut it, or you'll cut the artery and it will be bad."

"Let me try..."The brother and sister squatted in front of Jiang Shan, concentrating on studying...

Jiang Shan felt the coldness against his wrist, but he had no time to care at this time. He shouted like a mental breakdown, "I ask you who the hell are you talking to, ah~~ah~~~!!"

He began to scream violently.

Su Yuan stabbed the tip of the knife into his wrist, found the elastic soft tendon, and after a fierce scratch, he felt the "crack" feeling when the meat tendon was cut.

"It feels pretty good." Su Yuan turned his head and smiled at him, and cut the remaining tendons of his hands and feet in the same way.

After doing all this, he slowly stood up and looked at Jiang Shan, who was lying on the ground and twisting in pain like a maggot, and said slowly,

"Now you know how painful it is, did you ever think that this day would come when you did these things? Hmm?"

Jiang Shan opened his mouth, but could not make any sound. The pain in other parts of his body seemed to be stimulated as well. His eyes went dark and his consciousness instantly fell into endless darkness.

"It seems that he fainted from the pain." The sister showed an innocent smile.

"It's good, much more convenient." Su Yuan picked up Jiang Shan's legs and dragged him towards the motorcycle like dragging garbage.

.........................

"Splash!"

A basin of cold water was poured on Jiang Shan's face, and the biting coldness woke him up slowly.

"Awake?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw Su Yuan's face with a harmless smile.

But this slightly immature and naive face looked like a devil to him.

"Where is this?" Jiang Shan didn't even have the energy to be afraid. He checked the surroundings.

Sofa, dining table, wardrobe, bed...

This was not the prison cell or interrogation room he imagined. It seemed to be just a simple residential house.

"This is my home." Su Yuan moved a stool and sat in front of him face to face.