Chapter 4: The momentum is like a rainbow

Many people present were almost exhausted from oxygen. It was ridiculous enough for this kid to come out for duel. Unexpectedly, his reason was even more ridiculous. He actually liked Bei Ruyan? Liu Bai laughed loudly, and then shouted vulgarly: "Damn it! I got you a woman? You have such a thick-skinned face."

"This is the girl from the Bei family! Do you think the village girl."

"Laughing at your sister!"

Lu Meng flashed out on the roof, with a flower on his hands and a strange arrow shot out.

Wow! A hunting arrow cut through the air and shot directly from the roof towards Liu Baishu's head. The latter's body shook and immediately took the hostage and moved and dodged. At the same time, another black light fell into Zhao Heng's right hand. The latter did not pause at all. With a wave of his right hand, the military sting in his hand slashed towards Liu Baishu's neck.

Like lightning slashing in the air.

The cold light of the black military spear illuminated Liu Baishu's astonished eyes and also made his hair stand upside down. The hunting arrow shot by Lu Meng cut off his retreat, allowing Liu Baishu to approach the unarmed Zhao Heng. Unexpectedly, this kid had an extra military spear in his hand, and his murderous intent made people dare not look at him sideways.

He subconsciously raised the gun!

When! The steel gun and the military spear collided with each other!

Liu Baishu's physique is far better than Zhao Heng, and his arms are almost twice as high as the latter. However, during this impact, he was shocked by Zhao Heng and his blood was numb, and his body was half an inch away from the woman in white. Liu Baishu, whose face changed drastically, screamed in secret, and wanted to raise the muzzle and shoot bullets.

Use the final blood to intimidate the whole audience!

Unfortunately, everything was too late for action. A black light lit up in the darkness, cutting the air and stabbed Liu Baishu's clean face with a shrill cry. At this moment, Liu Baishu's eyes condensed, as if they were intimidated by the thunderous sword light, and the blood was cold all over his body.

The muzzle was halfway through, and before his fingers could pull the trigger, the military spear penetrated his chest half a beat.

Pounce! A touch of bright red blood burst out, like a firework blooming in midnight, shining everyone's eyes. Zhao Heng did not relax his strength, and still firmly held the military spear in his hand, peeled Liu Baishu's entire body away from the woman in white, and then raised his kick and kicked the woman in white out.

Bang!

The bullet shot out and rubbed the woman's hair past.

There is no danger!

The next second, Lu Meng rushed out with murderous intent.

Dagger pierces into the chest!

One million!

There was no mercy, no shaking, and even a frown. Liu Baishu was facing up to the sky, his eyes filled with death. He never thought that he would die in the hands of two teenagers. He hated that he had only one bullet and hated that he did not drive away Zhao Heng as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, everything is too late! Life has dissipated!

The moment he closed his eyes, he had the biggest problem:

Where did these two kids get the courage to kill?

Sima Qing was also stunned and could not react for a long time.

Shouting everywhere!

"superior!"

More than a dozen policemen shouted and waved their guns and rushed towards Liu Baishu. Four or five people pressed the latter to the ground like a man. At the same time, more than ten guns were pointed at his head. Sima Qing even raised his hand and shot Liu Baishu's arm twice. Liu Baishu's fierceness is well known, so he is worried that he will not die.

A counterattack without a deadly attack will be quite cruel!

Lu Meng showed contempt: "Listen Bucket!"

At this time, Sima Qing, who was holding a short gun, heard Lu Meng's disdain and muttering, and then came the confirmation that Liu Baishu had died. His face couldn't help but feel hot. He wanted to say something to Zhao Heng and Lu Meng but swallowed it back. After all, the two teenagers had some contributions to killing Liu Baishu.

Although he thought it was a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse.

So he opened his mouth and shouted, "Hurry up and treat Miss Bei."

"Brother, how do you plan to spend this million?"

Lu Meng didn't even have time to wash the blood on his hands, nor did he care about the police's eyes that the police still couldn't react. While Sima Qing was treating the scene while treating the woman in white, Lu Meng took advantage of the gap in front of the confession and took out a cigarette and said, "I want to make two girls, very beautiful girls."

"Uncle Feng said I was too angry."

Lu Meng was familiar with the passage of smoke and leaned against Zhao Heng and laughed: "I'll use them to vent my murderous aura. I don't know everything like you, chess, calligraphy and painting. I vent my anger through many ways, and I don't want to work so hard to play the flute and draw, so finding a woman to vent is the best way."

"I used to have no money, but now I feel good if I have one million."

Hearing Lu Meng shamelessly depicting the future, Zhao Heng slapped him in the back of the head with a regretful slap: "It's all nonsense! You have been in high school for two years, so how many so-called class beauties are in your hands? Count it yourself, there are eight of them without ten, right? Do you still want to find a woman to vent your anger?"

"I think you want to live a life of luxury."

Zhao Heng easily saw through his original intention, Lu Meng laughed twice and kept raising his face: "The school beauties are too naive, it's meaningless. I want to spend 18,000 yuan to try it out. I can't compare to you. You are pure and have few desires. You will go to college in September, and then there will be a bunch of black-skinned girls waiting for you to pick them."

"What do I have? Only the school uniform girl."

He showed a look of pain and longing, and then pinched out a cigarette for Zhao Heng, trying to lure the latter to hold one, but Zhao Heng refused without hesitation. Although he knew that smoking could relieve his emotions, killing Liu Baishu did not panic, so he shook his head gently: "Don't smoke!"

"Brother Heng, smoking is a manifestation of a man's heroic rise."

Lu Meng pinched a cigarette of high quality and advised Zhao Heng unwillingly: "Smoothing, no one wants to Shu, and suck it again, it will be better than a god; when I have money, I will definitely hold the turtle cigar, hold two blonde girls, suck a cigar, and rub a breast. That day is absolutely beautiful."

Zhao Heng heard that this kid had to make a fuss, so he brought out many reasons to complain. He knew Lu Meng's personality well and was too lazy to persuade him. He turned the subject and said, "Let's talk about it when you have money. It's one million, but in fact, it's good to have a hundred thousand or eighty thousand. Don't expect too much."

Although China, with an historical heritage of 8,000 years, has emerged in many talents and a prosperous country, there is greed in this world as long as there are people in this world. Although killing Liu Baishu clearly indicates one million, a bunch of police officers shot a lot of guns just now, and it was a bit hard work, but they were afraid that they would take a lot of rewards by then.

So Zhao Heng estimated to add: "Fifty thousand is satisfied."

"Fifty thousand?***Who dares to embezzle our brother's life-threatening money?"

Lu Meng held the dagger on the ground and roared: "I'll kill his whole family! Go to the capital to seek justice!" At this moment, Lu Meng was like a beast with bared teeth, exuding a fierce murderous aura on his body. It seemed that as long as the police did not give that million, he would make a move to slaughter the other party or even the police station.

Zhao Hengsheng was afraid that he would cause trouble: "Let go! I'll just say it!"

At this moment, the policeman who was kicked by Lu Meng walked over with embarrassment and then stood two meters away. He was obviously afraid of the murderous demon king who did not blink, but the commander forced him to speak again: "Two, two little heroes, we want to collect evidence,,,"

Lu Meng was stunned: "Executive?"

The little policeman touched the corner of his mouth and pointed to the military spear and dagger on the ground. Lu Meng suddenly jumped up, pulled the collar of his clothes and shouted: "I and Brother Heng worked hard to help you kill people, and they also saved the young lady of the Bei family risked their lives, but you are going to confiscate my weapons? Is there any kingly law in this world?"

Lu Meng was ferocious and evil: "Is there any law?"

When the police heard the word "Wang Fa", they sneered.

"Don't worry."

A soft but beautiful voice sounded softly, and then Zhao Heng saw a woman in white sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by someone. Ru Yun Suya looked at Zhao Heng and smiled just right, "The police just took them through the procedures. When the case was settled, your weapons will definitely be returned. Believe me!"

The policeman frowned slightly. The military stab and dagger were both prohibited knives and would not leak out after entering the police station. However, the identity of a woman in white was placed there, so he couldn't correct anything. Otherwise, he might be kicked out of the police station tomorrow and would implicate his boss. Therefore, he chose to remain silent rationally.

"Hehe, I believe you, who told you to be my brother Heng,"

Lu Meng glanced at Zhao Heng with a playful look, understanding that he would throw the dagger to the ground, and waved his hand to let the young policeman take it away quickly. The woman in white turned her wheelchair and approached Zhao Heng. Her words and demeanor were quite natural, and her every frown and smile was just right, which was definitely not as pretentious as a vase like a breast or a brain.

She stretched out her right hand: "My name is Bei Ruyan, thank you for saving me."

The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the beauty is beautiful.
Chapter completed!