Chapter 52:

From a distance, Jian Yao saw Fang Qing and Ke Ai's cars parked outside the cabin. The other police forces have not arrived yet.
It can be seen that Luo Lang's car is driving really fast.
She smiled at Luo Lang: "Thank you, Brother Luo, just stop here. You better avoid it first."
Luo Lang said "OK" but didn't move.
Jian Yao pulled out her gun and got out of the car. She was not in a hurry to advance. It seemed that Fang Qing and An Yan had already entered the house. She decided to observe it from the outside to support her.
She was fully focused and slowly approached.
With one foot, gently step on the grass outside the house.
Luo Lang finally started the car, eyes still looked at her.
Looking at her slender and straight back.
Before Jian Yao had time to respond, a huge wave was mixed with flames, and instantly broke through the room, like a monster in the night, towards her.
She was hit hard by the huge wave, she fell to the ground, and was dumped out. Throwing three or four meters away, the whole body is as painful as being hit with a sledgehammer. Her head hit the grass, her ears were full of buzzing sounds, and her head was frozen for a moment.
But she immediately raised her head, and blood leaked from the corners of her mouth.
She saw two other figures, like garbage, blasted by the blasting waves and thrown away on the grass. The figure was so familiar, Jane Yao made a hoarse call in her throat, but she could not hear herself. She didn't stop for a second, stumbled up, and ran towards the two men.
They are lying on the grass.
They were beyond recognition, covered with blood, their eyes closed, and they didn't know how to live or die.
Jian Yao burst into tears and looked at her partner in the past, so she was lying there, a huge sorrow, like a giant claw in the night, captured her fiercely. She crawled up and down to them, "Fang Qing ... An Yan ..." She cried, but they were motionless, but she couldn't hear any sound.
She hugged An An closer to herself first, and wanted to drag out. A man hugged her tightly from behind, trying to drag her away from the scene. Jian Yao looked back suddenly and saw Luo Lang's anxious and concerned face, he kept shouting, what he was shouting.
Jian Yao pushed him away, but couldn't. Then his voice finally passed into her ear through the oscillating eardrum:
"Jane Yao! Go! Go! Dangerous here! Go now! Don't stay here! Follow me! Go!"
Jian Yao cried again: "No! I want to save them, I can't leave them here! Luo Lang, call, and quickly call for support! Call Jin Yan, call Jin Yan!" Rolling down, Claurand's look was stronger than her, and she hugged her and dragged out.
However, a figure.
A strange figure stopped in front of them.
The fire behind was still burning, and there was a wolf on the grass. Luo Lang hugged Jian Yao and raised his head. Jian Yao also noticed that the person in front of him was not good at it.
He was wearing a hoodie, a peaked cap, and bowed his head. He could not see his face in the night, he was very tall, but he could see a strand of blond hair outside the hat.
He laughed and said, "Hey, I finally saw you, Jenney."
Luo Lang and Jian Yao looked at the same time.
at this time.
Luo Lang felt a sudden pain in his back, and the chill struck instantly. But it was too late, and a knife pierced his back. He shivered, holding Jian Yao's arm, unable to let go. Jian Yao turned back in shock, but another person already held Luo Lang's neck with his arm, pulled out the blood-stained dagger, and landed on Luo Lang's neck.
The same black hoodie, the face is also hidden in the shadows.
Luo Lang's forehead burst out, and blood continued to flow from his right chest. He desperately grabbed the man's arm, trying to break free. But the man was taller than him, and his hands were obviously fiercer, holding him firmly, giving a low, sharp smile.
Suffering from the enemy on the back, all in one.
Jian Yao turned around and aimed at the man's head, his voice trembling coldly: "Let him go! Otherwise I'll shoot!"
However, how to subdue it, the other two are obviously criminal masters. At this moment, the first person, like a black cheetah, rushed at her. Jian Yao gritted her teeth, turned sharply, and shot at the man's feet. The man laughed even more happily, grabbing Jian Yao's hand and stunned.
Jian Yao's wrist was misaligned, and the pistol landed. She gave a painful wailing, but without a pause, the other elbow hit the man's chest at the same time.
This trick, Fang Qing taught her.
The man lying on the ground taught her.
No matter how good the man was, he didn't escape, and took her a hard blow. He was also annoyed. He clamped Jian Yao's body and a hand knife and shot it her back. Jian Yao screamed and fainted in his arms.
The man rubbed his chest, chuckled, and then hugged Jane Yao and said to another person in very fast English, "Kill them, throw them into the fire, handle the scene. Then come to me."
The other answered with a smile, "Yes."
The original man, holding Jian Yao, got into a black car parked in a paddy field and went away in the night.
Luo Lang opened her eyes wide, watching them hurt Jian Yao, watching them hijack her, and watching her away.
He bowed his head in the night, and a tear fell. The dagger between his neck seemed to be no longer important. He was blank and sad. His girl, the little girl he finally saw, was hurt like this.
The man behind was still laughing, and said softly, "Oh ... how do you say I should kill you? Where did I start the sword?"
"I beg you ..." Luo Lang's voice was hoarse, frightened and helpless. "I beg you, let me go ... I won't say anything, I have a lot of money, I'll give it to you ... as long as you let go Me, i will give you whatever you want ... "
The man laughed, but seemed to be interested because of his timidity and begging.
"Do you know ..." the man whispered in Luo Lang's ears, "I like the crumbling thing like you the most, obedient, fun." He suddenly loosed Luo Lang and kicked him on his waist. Luo Lang fell to the ground.
The man hummed and said, "I killed both of them first, and then I played with you slowly."
Luo Lang sat on the ground without moving. He knew very well that this man wanted to torture him. Torture him to death.
Isn't that fun for all mentally ill?
Ha ha……
Ha ha ha ha ha……
The man first walked to An Yan. One hand held An Yan's body seriously injured like tissue paper, and the other hand was holding a dagger. Seems to choose where to start.
at this time.
A strong wind rushed behind him.
The man was surprised and caught off guard. Luo Lang punched him hard in the back of his head. The strength and the fierceness of his hands only made the man almost unconscious instantly.
The man fell to the ground with blurred vision, and saw Luo Lang stepping over the grass, the person on the ground, the flames, and came towards him with a hazy look.
This kind of skill, this expression, and where should a pampering and gentleman lawyer be?
The man was struggling to get up. How could Claude let go? Grab his back of the head, and then slammed into the ground, "bang, bang, bang ..." straight hit the man's head and painful.
In this way, there were more than twenty hits, and Luo Lang let go. The man hadn't encountered such a strong opponent in his life. He was lying on the grass with a breath, his face was covered with blood, but he smiled slowly.
"It's so cool ..." the man said, "what the are you ...?"
Luo Lang's face shone with the flicker of fire, but he didn't have the slightest expression. He has calmed down.
"Kill you," he said coldly.
The expression on the ground was stiff for a moment.
Luo Lang picked up the dagger on the ground, then lifted his head, and stabbed it across the carotid artery.
The man screamed "Uh ... uh ..." in his throat, and blood spurted out. Luo Lang looked at it quietly, holding his head in his hands, not relaxed at all, leaving his blood to spray the ground all over.
After bleeding for about a few minutes, I couldn't live without it. Luo Lang lifted him up, approached the burning wooden house, and threw him into the fire.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at Fang Qing and An Yan on the ground. In the distance, police cars have whistled.
He quickly ran into his car, and in the vast night, in the dazzling fire, started the car and drove away at the maximum horsepower in the direction of the man holding Jian Yao away.

15 minutes ago.
Bo Jinyan parked his car at the gate of the animation park.
The monitoring photographed that Fu Ziyu's car arrived here.
The animation park is huge, but it is not lost. Surveillance cameras that can be accessed at any time, rut marks on the ground, and remote and uninhabited places to avoid people ...
Bo Jinyan quickly went outside a house.
From the outside, it looks like a warehouse. Gray simple exterior wall without any decoration and without too many windows. The warehouse door was closed, and Bo Jinyan pushed gently and moved.
He didn't enter immediately, but stepped aside and called the headquarters.
"Give me a team of people and go to Zone B of the Animation Industry Park."
The other party quickly replied: "Sorry, Professor Bo, everyone in your team is going to hunt Ke Qian. The others in the team are out of the task. I will transfer as soon as possible, but it will take at least half an hour. "
Hanging up the phone, Bo Jinyan stood at the door of the warehouse for a while.
It has been more than 2 hours since Fu Ziyu disappeared. One more minute to wait is one more danger.
For child encounters.
For his best friend in this life, Zi Yu.
Bo Jinyan lifted his eyes and glanced at the dark sky, faintly starlight, silently and gently shining above his head.
He pulled out his gun, pushed open the door, and went sideways.
The door closed behind him slowly.
...
Jian Yao, Bo Jinyan, Fang Qing, An Yan, Fu Ziyu ...
Did n’t they warn you?
Never go to the animation park.
do not go.
Because justice is so fragile, because it is always exposed to the sun.
Evil, waiting for opportunity to lie in the darkness, dormant in those twisted and painful hearts.
With a little carelessness, it will open your mouth to you.