Zhuang Mengdie said, "You two are too sloppy. When looking at the corpse, you didn't know that you should put the gun away first."

Ye Tian smiled and said, "I was really scared by him to pee. I thought he was dead, so he got up to cheat the corpse again. Okay, Writer Zhuang, remember it next time, disarm first and then check the corpse."

Liang Jun said, "This is all right, four cases were solved in one fell swoop, to tell you the truth, I have found Xie Baoer's body."

Ye Tiandao, "Oh? Xie Baoer's body? Where is it?"

"I will take you to see now."

Liang Jun waved to Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie.

When Liang Jun took Ye Tian and Zhuang Mengdie away, Zhou Xiaoguang, who was lying on his back and motionless, suddenly moved.

He was breathing heavily, grabbing the iron fence and trying to stand up, but his legs and body were weak and unable to support him to stand up, and as long as he moved a little, the wounds on the top and back would bleed blood. .

Today, he knows that the most terrifying sound in the world is neither the sound of thunder and rain, or all kinds of moans and screams, but the sound of listening to his body continuously spitting blood out, that is his own. The sound of life passing by little by little.

He tried several times, but still couldn't get up, so he had to lie on the ground, grab the ground with his hands and try to climb forward.

"Dad! Daddy! Save me!"

For some reason, what flashed in front of me at this moment was the stern and loving face of my father.

Tears and blood flowed down, blurring the sight of both eyes.

This has always been the case since childhood. Every time he was wronged or caused irreparable disasters, he would habitually throw himself into his father’s arms. Whether it was his father’s scolding or caress, he would be agitated. The restless heart calmed down again.

"Dad! It hurts, it hurts!"

At this time, he heard his most annoying voice-the cat cry.

Meow--meow--

It's that nasty little fat cat again!

He heard a faint sound of footsteps, a little pompom-like thing running past him, stopping two steps away from him, tilting his head and looking at him.

"Get out! Get out of me!"

He reached out angrily to drive it away.

But it was still squatting there, and the big eyes were full of mockery.

It was only two steps away from him. In normal times, he could dash over with one stride, stomping on its hateful little head, and then crushing its head with his feet. Let this lower creature understand and despise his fate.

But now, he really can't. For a distance of two steps, he needs to climb at least ten minutes, and five of these ten minutes are for breathing.

He cocked his ears and listened carefully to his heavy gasping. The sound of both a bellows and a sound of thick phlegm in the patient’s throat in the late stage of tuberculosis, even all the terrifying sounds under the sky. I'm afraid it's not as good as my own breathless panting.

Meow--meow--

This little **** is still watching him in front.

"Go away! Your uncle I can't die."

It is said that Lao Zhou has been lying in bed after being knocked out by his son, in a coma.

Hearing the booming gunshots, Lao Zhou immediately woke up from his coma and rolled over and got out of bed.

Oops?

How is the gunshot?

Could it be that his unconscious son had an accident?

Lao Zhou opened the door in a panic, and just about to run out, he looked down and almost fainted.

There was a blood man lying on the ground. Not only was this man covered with blood, but his face was also covered with blood.

Beside the blood man, there was still that nasty little fat cat squatting.

I was stunned, but saw the blood man raising a hand and shouting in an intermittent voice, "Dad, it's me, I'm Xiaoguang."

"Ah, Xiaoguang."

Lao Zhou took a closer look, isn't it, this bearded man is really his precious son Zhou Xiaoguang.

"Dad, I hurt, I hurt!"

Seeing that his son had become like this, Lao Zhou burst into tears with distress.

"Son, why are you doing this? Who beat you like this?"

Lao Zhou squatted down and wanted to help his son up, but with his son's 200 jin physique, how could he support him?

"Dad, hurry up! Get rid of this little beast. I don't want to see it again. It stares at me as if looking at a corpse. I can't stand it. Daddy, get rid of it for me, please. Up."

Zhou Xiaoguang said so much in one breath, he couldn't help coughing and spouting blood.

Lao Zhou picked up a broken brick on the ground and threw it at the kitten.

"Hurry up! You inauspicious little beast."

The stone flew over, the cat meowed, dexterously skipped one side, avoided the stone, and then turned around and ran towards the depths of the corridor, leaving only a small fleshy back and a clear string Footprints of plum blossoms.

Lao Zhou knelt on the ground and held his son tightly in his arms.

"Well, the troublesome little beast was driven away by me. Now, tell dad what happened just now? Did someone shoot you?"

Zhou Xiaoguang nodded weakly, "Yes, Dad. They're here, they shot me."

"Who are they?"

"Policemen."

"Huh? Did the Bulls lead people to find here?"

Zhou Xiaoguang shook his head, "It’s not the Bulls. It’s the stinky beggar. He’s a policeman. He pretended to be a beggar just to investigate us. Just now he beat me with Leader Ye. They both beat me with baseball bats. One shot me with a gun. They wanted to kill me, but I didn't die."

"Are they two people together?"

"There are also three girls who are with Team Leader Ye. But wait, there won't be three. They will definitely release He Xiang, Yu Yong, and Xie Bao'er. By now, they will be six. "

Lao Zhou shook his head, "Xie Bao'er would have died without Xie Bao'er. I've told you countless times."

"But she wasn't dead at all."

"Forget it, let's not argue about this useless question. We have to get out of here as soon as possible, and they will have a thorough search soon."

"Dad, where can we go?"

"Good boy, tell dad, can you still walk?"

Zhou Xiaoguang shook his head, "No, I can't stand up anymore. Those two **** beat me. I'm badly injured now, I can only crawl."

Lao Zhou wanted to carry his son on his back, but he was already old and his son was no longer a ten-year-old boy, so he couldn't carry his son anymore.

Lao Zhou hugged his son and cried loudly, "Xiaoguang, Dad is really useless. People are coming to arrest us soon. But Dad can't bear you."

Zhou Xiaoguang wiped away the tears from his father's face and choked, "Don't worry, Dad. As long as you support me, I can walk."

Lao Zhou nodded, "Okay."

So, the old father helped his young son to walk towards the elevator on the second floor.