Chapter 216 Waiting for the Rabbit

At dusk, as the sun sets, Mingjiang Funeral Home is sparsely staffed. Except for some staff on duty, the rest of the people get off work on time.

At six o'clock, a funeral home worker wearing cleaning clothes dragged a cart with various cleaning tools and walked straight to the end of the corridor.

His eyes fell on the wall TV, watching the police's analysis of Wu Bagui's violent death and the accusations against the seven wolves.

There was a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes fell on the third to last morgue. The door was guarded by two men in police uniforms.

The masked man ignored their presence and approached slowly. The two guards tilted their heads slightly upon hearing the sound, not caring.

They glanced at each other, and then started talking and laughing again, but with a hint of amusement in their eyes. Then they took out cigarettes, moved a few steps to the stairs, and pretended to smoke away from the morgue.

The man in the mask still showed no change in expression, but his hand holding the car slowly gained strength.

The fierce light that the two of them glanced at, intentionally or unintentionally, was reflected back from a mirror on the wall, and all fell into the eyes of the masked man.

It's a scam!

The man in the mask trembled and his eyelids twitched a few times. Then, he mixed several bottles of detergent together, regained his composure and continued moving forward.

“Whoosh!

He pushed the cart faster and faster. When he passed the morgue, the masked man turned his hands and pushed the cart with all his strength.

The car crashed into the ajar door like a sharp arrow. There was only a bang. The car first knocked open the door, and then hit a hard object in the room.

A large pile of tools fell to the ground with a crashing sound, followed by a awning sound and a ball of flame rising from inside.

The pungent gas from the burning detergent spreads.

To the surprise of the two smoking guards, the man in the mask crashed the car into the morgue, and after a burst of flames burst out, he did not rush in to kill him.

Instead, he kept charging forward and ran toward the ventilation window at the end of the corridor at extremely fast speeds. The expressions of the two guards changed drastically.

They fired a firearm with their backhand and shouted murderously at the masked man approaching:

"Don't move! Don't move!"

The majestic scolding did not have a deterrent effect. On the contrary, it aroused the ferocity of the man wearing the mask.

Wearing a mask, he smiled ferociously, stretched out his arms, and swung out two telescopic sticks, hitting the wrists of the two police officers who had drawn their guns.

"Pop!"

There was severe pain in my wrist, and the police gun fell to the ground.

The man with the mask, who was full of momentum, took the opportunity to pounce on the two of them.

It was too fast, really too fast. The two of them had no time to pull the trigger and were knocked upside down by the masked man.

One person crashed into the wooden door of the nearby morgue, and the other hit the door frame of the safety ladder.

The two men immediately spurted blood and lost their fighting power.

After the two fell down, five people came out of the safety ladder and surrounded the man in the mask.

"boom!"

Seeing so many people surrounding him, the man with the mask was not afraid at all. Instead, he burst into laughter. He accidentally caught the two's wrists with his hands and twisted them violently.

With a click, he dislocated the two police officers in an instant, then jerked his wrist upwards, and the two police officers were thrown out like giant chickens.

Knocking over three companions with a bang.

"Don't move!"

The doors on both sides of the morgue opened, and more than 20 murderous police officers emerged, armed with knives and guns. It was obvious that they had been ambush.

They just lost the opportunity and had no chance to surround the man with the mask. The man with the mask turned out on the spot and directly threw two telescopic sticks, knocking several people out.

Then, he grabbed two police guns and pulled the triggers at the approaching opponents.

The four police officers near the front were shot in the body and fell to the ground screaming.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two guns fired continuously, and the man in the mask poured out bullets from the police gun like a madman.

More than 20 people reacted subconsciously, lying down in the corridor or hiding in a nearby morgue.

The bullets tore through the white walls, leaving exaggerated bullet marks, sand and gravel flying, and dust filling the air.

The two lamps also fell to the ground with a crash, glass flying and debris all over the floor, making everyone unable to raise their heads.

With only two guns, the man in the mask suppressed dozens of people while moving his back closer to the window.

"Get him, get him."

At this time, Qin Ziyi slipped out of the smoke-filled morgue, with a hint of murderous intent and regret on her pretty face. She waved to a few people to put out the moderate flames.

At the same time, she looked coldly at the masked man close to the window. Her fists were slightly clenched, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes: "Son of a bitch."

I don't know where the flaw was, so that the seven wolves who curiously peeked at Wu Bagui's wounds did not fall into the trap.

Ye Tianlong told her in the morning that as long as the police determined that it was the Seven Wolves and took out the wounds and the lotus sleeve arrows to make a fuss, the Seven Wolves would definitely come out to find out.

With their personalities, they would never take the blame for others, so they could use Wu Bagui, a dead man, to set up a trap.

The result was just as Ye Tianlong expected, his opponent, unwilling to take the blame, took advantage of the shift handover to find out what happened.

How great it would be if the masked man stepped into the morgue. Not only would he be able to catch the murderer, but he would also be able to convict the Seven Wolves of murder.

Faced with the pressure of more than 20 police officers, the man in the mask looked around the audience and fired bullets in succession, like an unsheathed knife, cruel and sharp.

"Kaka!"

At this time, the firearms were out of bullets. The man in the mask threw away two police guns that had been empty of bullets, and stretched out his left hand.

A sleeve arrow with a rope was tightly wrapped around a doorknob, and then flew out as soon as it was pressed on the window sill, all in one smooth motion.

When the others saw that he was out of bullets and wanted to escape, they immediately pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless bullets blasted the windows and walls into pieces, but missed the ropes, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ziyi fired two shots and broke the rope wrapped around the doorknob.

At the same time, she rushed to the window sill like a sharp arrow to check: "Catch him, catch him."

They saw the murderer who had broken the rope falling to the ground in a panic. Without the rope to pull him, and unable to use the force in the air, he fell down like a big stupid chicken.

Although he got up immediately and seemed agile, the way he was limping around showed that there was no doubt that the masked man's legs and feet were somewhat injured.

But despite this, he still disappeared very quickly, blending into the crowd and becoming unrecognizable for a while.

Qin Ziyi wanted to fire a few shots but found that there were no bullets in the gun, so he could only lead people downstairs to continue the pursuit.

"Damn! The police are so cunning. When I escape, they will blow up the police station."

The murderer, who took off his mask and ran away with his clothes on inside out, revealed his murderous face with Chinese characters: "I used a truck to carry gas to blow it up."

"Let you cunning guys all go to God. I, Wolf Five, will do what I say."

The murderer with a Chinese character vowed to teach Mingjiang Police Department a lesson.

At this moment, Lang Wu suddenly felt a pain in his toe. Someone stepped on his hand. He subconsciously turned around and saw a smiling face.

"Hello!"

The other party handed him a stick: "Are you Wolf Five?"

Wolf Five subconsciously held on to the stick, preventing it from stretching forward: "Who are you?"

"Zi!"

Before he finished speaking, Wolf Five, who was on guard, screamed, his wrists trembled, and then he fell completely.

The palms of my hands were filled with anxiety.

Ye Tianlong slid behind Lang Wu on one side like a loach, and the next second, the electric baton stabbed the opponent's back hard again!

"Zi!"

Another blue light passed by and made a crisp sound.

"ah--"

Lang Wu let out a scream and stumbled forward. Ye Tianlong stabbed out another stick, and there was another blue light.

Wolf Five threw himself forward unwillingly.

Ye Tianlong did not give up and stabbed Wolf Five's limbs twice with an electric baton.

The smell of burning flesh rises!

Lang Wu gritted his teeth and struggled for a while, then lay still on the ground with a face full of resentment, and struggled to squeeze out two words: "Shameless!"

"A black cat or a white cat is a good cat if it catches mice."

Ye Tianlong smiled brightly and found two lotus sleeve arrows from his body: "Now, can we talk about where your accomplice is?"

"Kill me if you can."

Lang Wu looked rebellious: "If you want me to betray my brother, just dream!"

A scholar can be killed, but cannot be humiliated. At worst, he will be a good man again twenty years later. Wolf Five will regard death as home. Although he is frustrated and capsizes in the gutter, his dignity is still there.

"flutter!"

Ye Tianlong shot two lotus sleeve arrows into Lang Wu's legs, and then pulled it up suddenly. The flesh and blood spurted out from the tent, and Lang Wu howled.

The barbed lotus sleeve arrow was a bloodletting weapon, and the flesh and blood stained the floor on both sides.

"Brothers are more important, or legs?"

Ye Tianlong gathered the two sleeve arrows like umbrellas, then pounced, mercilessly stabbing into Lang Wu's ankle.

The sleeve arrows pierced in, and the tips spread out, hooking the meridians of Lang Wu's feet:

"Give you another chance!"

With this pull, Lang Wu will be disabled for life.

Wolf Five was filled with grief and anger: "Boy, you will die badly."

Ye Tianlong said calmly: "Speak in human terms."

"Plum Blossom Hotel."