Leaving the Village


The moment Bai Ling took out the key, she abruptly held the silver gun, her eyes were sharp, and her voice was extremely cold, “Come out!”

A timid figure came out of the dark passage separating the two houses with tears streaming down his face, the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a touch, his legs were shaking violently, and finally he knelt down on the ground with a plop, “Woman, please forgive me…” The voice was trembling, very humble, full of fear, and full of sorrow “I…
I have my wife and children here…”

Bai Ling's face was expressionless, her eyes were still extremely deep and unmoving, but she turned back slowly.
The moment she turned around, the man kneeling on the ground stopped trembling, sternness flashed in the eyes of the terrified and sad man with snot running down his nose, and he pulled out a black pistol from his arms.

At this moment, bang—


A red black hole on his forehead was still smoking, and the fierce light in those tear-filled eyes set off the whole face very ferociously.

The corner of Bai Ling's mouth curled up into a sneer.
This kind of situation is not uncommon.
Did he really think she is a three-year-old child?

With the sound of the car starting, there was a soft bump, and the kneeling figure fell straight to the ground.
Blood slowly flowed from his black head facing the moonlight, soaking the surrounding cement floor.

Quiet—

a strong smell of blood, corpses strewn all over the ground, under the cold moonlight, there are bullet holes on the wall, like a sieve.


The people in the surrounding room hugged each other and trembled, not daring to make a sound, but the timid ones were already in tears, covered their mouths and began to cry.

Outside the village, without the fence, it looked empty and desolate.

When an off-road vehicle drove out of the village, there was a young boy over 1.6 meters standing by the fence next to the gate, holding a seemingly thick sword in his hand.

A smile flashed across that white and round Zhengtai's face under the crescent moon, and her crooked eyes were even more dazzling than the crescent moon in the sky.

Taking a closer look, there were three cyan-purple corpses with detached heads at his feet.


The moment Bai Ling drove the car out, the large truck that stopped at the far left of the fence happened to drive past, and the driver was actually Li Fang.

Following the rearview mirror, it was seen that the truck backed straight away, and then blocked the entire entrance to the village that lacked a small fence.
Li Fang got out of the car under the careful cover of the young boy and came towards her parked car.

“Sister!” The moment Bai Ling opened the car door, Bai Ling saw a face with an incomparably bright smile, bright eyes and white teeth, very clean.

But Bai Ling knew in her heart that his hands were also stained with a lot of blood tonight.

“Let's go!” She said softly.


“En!” Bai Xiaoxi nodded vigorously, all the hidden fears tonight disappeared after seeing her again.

Sitting on the back of the off-road vehicle, Li Fang looked at the village that was getting farther and farther away, and her face was covered with relaxation, as if the shackles suppressed in her heart were slowly disappearing.

 

After driving for less than five minutes, Bai Ling saw two people waiting at the side, the tall uncle and the grandmother who was supported by the uncle.

Seeing grandma's loving face, the look of anticipation and worry in her eyes gradually turned into joy, and Bai Ling's heart beat more and more warmly.

She just squinted her eyes and stared at Li Jiaming, who was covering his hands beside her grandmother with a bitter face, and frowned slightly, “He was shot, did you deal with it?” He must have been shot when he drove away in the truck before.

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