The two of them were shocked to escape when they saw their companions being shaken to death.

The fat man was also shocked to see that even this power could beat him. I didn't realize that Wang Lang was not very big, but he could have such strong power.

Wang Lang carried the knife and let the two men go over, and blood splattered the fat man.

The fat man wiped the blood from his face and smiled at Wang Lang. Wang Lang's current state made the fat man feel a little scared from the bottom of his heart. For some reason, from the moment Wang Lang picked up the knife, the fat man felt like Wang Lang had changed.

Wang Langxin wiped the blood-stained corpse on the knife's body and squatted down to check the weapons on the body.

Everyone has a shield. Wang Lang knew how evil this shield was. After weighing it, it was quite heavy, about twenty kilograms. It sounded like twenty kilograms was quite light, but if you really went to carry such a thing and stopped, you would know how heavy the thing was.

The fat man also took out a shield.

As soon as Wang Lang turned his head, he saw that the shield in the fat man's hand had turned into a plate size. He didn't see clearly how the fat man made it. The shield that turned into a plate size was folded into an arm guard and buckled on his wrist. The fat man took a knife and inserted it from the arm guard. A long knife could actually be inserted into it, just like it was folded.

"How did you do it?" This thing worked so well. Wang Lang walked over curiously.

The fat man laughed and introduced Wang Lang. As long as he grabbed the handle on the inside of the shield and rotated it counterclockwise for three turns, the shield will be spiraled and reduced to the size of a plate, and can be folded into four sections by himself. It can be buckled on the arm as an arm guard.

There is a flat hole several millimeters thick on it, which can be inserted into the knife. When Wang Lang inserted it, he felt that the knife could actually be stretched and retracted.

It's normal to hold it in your hand and you can't see it at all.

It is very easy to get it open. Just pull out the knife and this thing can be turned into the size of a shield by itself.

The exquisite workmanship is outrageous. It is difficult for craftsmen to make such exquisite things today. This not only requires wisdom, but also technology. Without some craftsmanship, you can't even think about it.

Wang Lang got one for himself, gathering three corpses in total, and the fat man got one, and there was still one left. Wang Lang got up and got another one, preparing to get one for Lei Huaer too.

This thing is light and convenient, and can be carried around. When using it, just draw a knife.

As long as Wang Lang has a knife in his hand, everything will be a minor problem.

The fat man shook his hair with only three or seven but three or seven.

I just chased Wang Lang to help kill the three people chasing him. Now that it has been done, he no longer stays and clasped Wang Lang's fists.

"Brother Wang, let's have a goodbye, see you again in the future."

Wang Lang wanted the fat man to leave quickly, and bowed to the fat man with a smile, "Brother, I will not send him off when I go slowly!"

After watching the fat man leave, Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief. With this fat man here, Wang Lang felt that Micheng's crisis was one point more.

This fat man snatched the dragon marrow of the Dragon Slaying Real Person. The Dragon Slaying Real Person will definitely send additional people to chase this fat man, and will also cool down the mind of chasing Wang Lang accordingly, which can do some personnel for Wang Lang.

Wang Lang walked forward in the dark, found the place where he had parked before, and drove back to the community.

Gao Xinyue has already gotten off work, and Wang Lang has no contact information for Gao Xinyue, so he has to put Gao Xinyue’s car downstairs in the rented house.

The whole Micheng was quiet, without any movement or sound.

During this period, a lot of things happened in this small town, which also made the people in the city splash out the originally peaceful life.

Today's gun battle scared many people. They hid at their homes to avoid being affected at night. Even some places where business was open to the evening were closed. The whole small city was covered in darkness, and there was nothing else except the dim and lonely street lights.

Wang Lang got out of the car and walked on the road, and there was a quiet sound around him. There was no sound.

While waiting for the elevator, Wang Lang listened and heard someone in the freight elevator room next to him. Wang Lang passed by and saw the garbage in the trash can moving.

Wang Lang kicked the trash can, and dumped the trash can, and a high school student poured out from it. After the child came out, he hugged his head and hugged his head on the ground, crying loudly, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me."

"Who wants to kill you?" Wang Lang walked over.

The high school student was stunned for a moment, slowly looked up and found that he was a normal person. He collapsed at that time, holding his head with both hands, "There was someone who said he wanted to kill me and release my blood. He was here just now. I was frightened. I dare not go home. Uncle, can you send me home?"

"Where is your home?" Wang Lang looked at the high school student crying miserably, and then asked.

"It's on the sixth floor. The high school student choked up.

"Get up, I'll take you back."

The two walked out of the freight elevator room one after another. When they were waiting for the elevator, Wang Lang listened again and heard some different sounds.

The elevator slowly opened, and Wang Lang's eyes sterned. The legs of the high school student next to him were weak and he was about to fall to the ground and was grabbed by Wang Lang.

There was a person lying inside the elevator. To be precise, it was a corpse. There was a wound on the neck, neck, carotid artery, but there was no blood in the elevator.

"It was him, he was the one who let him dry his blood." The high school student cried in a mess, and his legs were completely exhausted, and he was completely dependent on Wang Lang holding it with one hand.

Wang Lang went in and touched the body, and there was still a little body temperature, which means that the murderer should have not gone far.

There was no blood in the body, and the blood in the body was accused of being fucked. The murderer came for the blood. The corpses became godchildren, and their bodies were white and looked extremely terrifying.

The high school student was still crying heart-wrenchingly, and Wang Lang lowered his head, "Stop crying."

The high school student still cried non-stop. Although he was a teenager, he was a child after all. He had never seen too many bloody and perverted things.

Wow!

The high school student really couldn't hold back and vomited.

Wang Lang wanted to get into the elevator, but he couldn't get into the high school life or death.

"Take the elevator, I'll take you home." Wang Lang said in a slow tone.

The high school student shook his head, "I'm afraid, uncle, I'm afraid."

"It's okay to have me here." Wang Lang comforted.

The high school student reached out and grabbed Wang Lang's wrist tightly.

"Call the police first." Wang Lang said again.

The corpse was injured by a knife, which proves that it was not a vampire. Since it was not a vampire, it proved that it had nothing to do with Wang Lang. Call the police and let the police take responsibility. Wang Lang was only responsible for arresting people tonight.

The high school student trembled and took out his cell phone to call the police.

The two got on the elevator, and the high school student was crowded in the corner and did not dare to look at the body.

As soon as he arrived at the second floor, the elevator door opened. Wang Lang reached out to press and asked the elevator door to close. As soon as the elevator was closed, a scream came from outside the door. The high school students were so scared that their cell phones flew out.
Chapter completed!