Horror Studio

"Why did Uncle Wang fainted?" Xiao Zuanfeng asked casually.

The two carried the king plate to the bed in his own room. The furniture in the room was very concise. Apart from more personal belongings, there were not many things worth noting.

"Perhaps I am so happy to see us working hard." Qian Cangyi casually said.

"Oh." Xiao Zuanfeng nodded.

This guy, I feel that I don't need to tell a lie to cheat him, just say a word.

Qiancang thought.

After putting the king plate on the bed, Qiancang returned to the kitchen as soon as he said, "Take care of him."

"How to take care of it?" Xiao Zuanfeng asked.

"Just look at him." Qian Cangyi was already too lazy to speak.

...

The dinner was ready soon. After setting the table, chairs, and chopsticks, Qiancang came to Wangpan's room.

He found that Xiao Zuanfeng was really looking at the king plate all the time, and he was standing.

"Hey." Qiancang patted Xiao Zuanfeng on the shoulder. "Are you staring like this?"

"Didn't you say it?" Xiao Zuanfeng asked rhetorically.

Qiancang glanced at the king plate lying on the bed, "He needs a rest. Let's eat first and leave him some food."

"Oh."

Before eating, Qiancang took two bowls, one for rice and the other for vegetables, and then he covered the bowl with two plates.

Because of the absence of the king plate, no one drank beer.

After eating, the setting sun will soon fall, and night will come soon.

Looking up at the distance, Qian Cangyi believed that tonight would definitely not be peaceful.

After everything was cleaned up, Qiancang brought the food to the king plate's room and poured a glass of water for the king plate. "Hiding from me is no way. How long can you hide? I will leave the food and water next to your bed. Eat it yourself." After he put down the things in his hand, he left the king plate's room.

Although it was still early, Qian Cangyi still slept on the bed.

He wants to rest and save energy for tonight.

However, Xiao Zuanfeng didn't sleep, because he had just slept before dinner and couldn't sleep at all now, so Qiancang asked him to take care of Wangpan and give him something to do.

...

A round of silver moon hung in the night sky, illuminating the road at night for Pushazhuang.

"It's coming soon. Everyone prepares. The policeman named Chang Shuo will beat me to death. Of course, don't kill me. As for the other policeman named Bai Hanyan, he will also teach me a lesson and give him a lesson." A middle-aged man with a height of 1.8 meters said to the person behind him.

This group of people are dressed in ordinary clothes, but they all wear black masks.

Unless you know these people before, it is basically difficult to see what these people look like in the night.

They are the people sent by Peng Wei to teach Chang Shuo.

"Don't worry, we must keep him out of bed tomorrow!" the other person whispered.

"Wang Pan? Does this old guy teach him a lesson?" A voice joined the discussion.

"No," the person who spoke first replied.

In a few words, this group of masked people had arrived in front of the Pushazhuang police station. The lights of the Pushazhuang police station had been completely extinguished, as if it had melted into the darkness.

There were a total of eight people in this group, six of them all had wooden sticks in their hands, and two of them had blue-gray sacks in their hands. Judging from the equipment, they didn't seem to be going to kill them.

...

Qiancang put his clothes on, and it was already midnight.

Now that he is asleep, forget it, don't fall into the river again, and save trouble.

He looked at the small wind on the opposite side of the room, and he shrank into a ball, sleeping in an extremely weird posture.

The footsteps came from the door and could be heard clearly.

Qiancang glanced at the door.

It can be judged that there are at least four people. These people walked deliberately to lower their voices, and those who came were bad. I have seen three of the four people. Lu Cuan would not do such a thing; Zuo Shan is unlikely; Yan Xuan, more like a fox; Peng Wei...Is he sent it?

Before the door opened, Qiancang lay on the bed again, but his clothes, shoes and socks were not dragged.

Crunch.

The door was gently opened, and a group of dark shadows sneaked up to the bedside of the two of them. Among them, there were five standing next to Qiancang's bed, and three standing next to Xiaozuanfeng's bed.

"Do it!" a person said.

The sacks gradually moved towards Qiancang's head, but halfway through the hands, this person found something was wrong, "Is this Chang Shuo sleeping in clothes?"

Before the others could answer, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and he flew out directly.

Qiancangyi's kick directly gave the people who came here a disarm.

"Oh, it hurts me to death." The man lying on the ground rolled around clutching his stomach.

The one in the lead glanced at it, "Hit, you are welcome."

On the other side, Xiao Zuanfeng had been put in a sack, and he was still sleeping.

Qiancang took two deep breaths, and with the help of the moonlight outside the window, he could see the number of sneak attackers.

There are still seven people left, and one has temporarily lost combat effectiveness, but at most one minute, he can rejoin. The first thing I have to do now is to take the weapon, the stick? Enough ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The next step is to make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness and cannot kill them, otherwise Pushazhuang will be directly detonated like a gunpowder barrel.

When I thought of this, two people had already started, these two were the closest to Qiancangyi.

The room was originally small, so there were only three people who could attack Qiancang One at the same time.

The sound of the wooden stick broke into his ears, Qiancang Yi didn't hardly connect, but backed two steps to avoid the blow. Of course, the space he could dodge was even smaller.

However, before the two in front of him started again, Qian Cangyi rushed forward and hit an uppercut punch on the chin of the attacker on the right. This punch was powerful, but because of the force relationship, it actually hurt and hurt. Not fully hit.

His fierce counterattack made the people next to him stunned for a moment. In less than a second, Qian Cangyi had bent over and picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and while the opponent lifted the stick, A twist, and at the same time the wooden stick hit the opponent's right face from bottom to top.

A muffled hum came into the ear.

The efficiency is too low. After I go back this time, I can learn a little Sanda and strengthen my ability in this area. If too much physical strength is spent on ordinary people, it may have a chain reaction.

Qiancang had this idea in his mind.

The brief silence was broken by a roar.

Of the remaining six people, four rushed up, and the four huddled together.

They didn't expect the police in front of them to be so difficult to deal with.

Qiancangyi didn't fight hard, and the confrontation was extremely detrimental to him, so he reached out and threw the sheet on the side to buy himself a second.

This second is enough, that person, obviously the leader, catches the thieves first.

He thought to himself, and then kicked it out, breaking the situation.

Before the two people in the rear could react, he directly rushed towards his goal.