Doomsday Fortress

"Okay, don't make any money for you two, I will send you to **** together."

The beard sneered, and the muscles on his bare arms were tangled, and the muzzle was slightly pressed down, aiming at the heads of Li Jun and his father.

"Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, at the moment when his beard was about to scold his fingers, the whole two-story building suddenly heard a violent knock on the door.

"Hey hey hey, is there anyone!"

"Huh~hu~"

Li Jun's closed eyes opened sharply, his chest was violently up and down, and his forehead was full of sweat. I don't know if he was frightened by death or because of excessive blood loss.

"Damn, how come there are people?" The face of his beard changed, not to say that he was worried, but because of professional reasons.

That bad guy was interrupted when he was doing bad things. not afraid?

"Brother Hu, is it possible that the police are here?"

The sick man didn't know when he had already got under the table, and his head trembled.

"Fucking!" The beard cursed.

"The policeman from such a remote place has erupted in the last days. The police have a shit, go down with Lao Tzu and have a look."

The words of the beard made a few people react immediately. The end of the world is here. Even if it is the police, it is estimated that there is no time to watch them, but what they don't know is that the knocking on the door was a special police several times more aggressive .

"It's here, what the fuck!"

Suddenly there was a intensive sound of going downstairs inside the door, and Yang Bing and Yang Ze outside the door looked at their eyes vigilantly, and then separated, as if their faces were changed, and the two suddenly became a simple and honest appearance.

"Crack~

The closed door was pushed open.

"who are you?"

Bearded looking at the two people in front of him warily,

"Three big brothers, we are fleeing, passing here, I don't know if you have any water to drink?" Yang Bing licked his shriveled lips, looking hungry.

"No! Let's go." The beard and eyes quickly looked at the two of them, and they saw that their clothes were torn, but their necks were tightly wrapped with two scarves, wrapping their necks. Strictly, although the physique looked strong, he asked for water when he opened his mouth. The side proved that there was no food on the two of them. In this case, there is no need to get them. More is worse than less.

"Hey, hey! Brother, we need some water to drink, or else, I have food here, can I change jobs with you?" Yang Bing saw this beard and was about to close the door, hurriedly stretched out his arm to block it, and his other hand Take the opportunity to take out two compressed biscuits from his pocket.

"food!"

When the two men behind saw the compressed biscuits, their eyes were about to stare out. They were trapped here these days, almost without eating anything, relying on the bags of powder to support them, but that thing is not rice after all. It can make the brain feel happy, but it can't hold back hunger.

"How many do you have?"

Beard didn't rush to let the two in, but asked suspiciously.

"Yes, there are many more."

Yang Bing heard that there was a door, and hurriedly took out a few compressed biscuits from his pocket.

"Okay, then you come in." The beard said and waved his arms, motioning for the two behind him to leave the way.

"Then, thank you three big brothers."

Both Yang Bing thanked them for a while. It seemed that everything was normal, but the beard always felt something was wrong, but they couldn't tell where it was.

"Forget it, just these two people can make any storms."

Beard shook his head. There are more people on his side than them, and they still don't have weapons. At least Beard doesn't see anything from the tattered clothes of the two, as long as they go up and take them off.

"Brother, there is no water on the first floor."

The two wandered around on the first floor, not failing to see what they were looking for.

"Above." The beard pointed to the top of his head.

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"Second floor." Yang Ze immediately repeated it loudly, and walked up the stairs to the second floor, but did not notice that the faces of the beards behind them sank sharply.

"Hmm...

"Hey! Brother, what's your voice upstairs?"

The sudden anomaly from upstairs caused the two of them to stop, standing on the stairs and looking back and wondering.

"Uh……"

This question is completely asked about the beard.

How to say?

Is someone **** by us?

Forget it, no need to explain.

"Crack!"

Thinking this way, Beard suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, holding Yang Bing's eye.

"Go up." The beard said gloomyly.

"Hey me, brother, what do you use against me, why is it so cold?" Yang Bing exclaimed in confusion, looking back.

"Don't look back! Turn your head and die." The beard said coldly. For some reason, he didn't want to face Yang Bing's face.

"Well, big, big brother, don't be impulsive." Yang Bing immediately trembled twice, and tremblingly pushed Yang Ze in front of him.

"What are you doing? Let's come over and ask for some water. Why do we have to shoot with a gun?"

Yang Ze's voice was even louder than Yang Bing's. In this narrow corridor, the ears that shook the beards and beards buzzed, and they all forgot how Yang Ze knew that he was holding a gun.

"Don't **** bullshit, go upstairs!"

His beard buttoned his deaf ears and pushed the muzzle towards Yang Bing forcefully.

"Go for a walk! Big brother, don't give it up, it hurts me so much."

Yang Bing screamed twice and pushed Yang Ze in front of him to the second floor.

"Hey me, why is there still blood in this!"

As soon as Yang Ze stepped onto the second floor, his eyes flickered.

Eight people, a table, there is a pile of white powder on the table, there are pistols, grenades, blood on the ground, and someone injured.

The old man and five people were all tied up. They should be Li Mei's relatives. The remaining two sneers must be gangsters, plus the three behind, a total of five gangsters!

Now the situation here has been determined, and the only thing to do is to get the news out.

Thinking of this, Yang Ze immediately pretended to be surprised.

"Well, why is there someone injured!" Yang Ze said, ignoring that the two had pointed the gun at him, and quickly squatted down to support Li Jun who fell on the ground.

"Fortunately, fortunately, it's just that there is too much blood loss, no life-threatening."

As if speaking to the air, Yang Ze put down the unconscious Li Jun and walked directly towards the two men with guns.

"Brother, what do you five mean."

Yang Bing suddenly turned around.

"Why the **** you talk so much?" The beard murmured dissatisfied, not feeling the abruptness in Yang Bing's words.

"Hurry up and get the food out of you, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being rude."

"Yes, yes." Yang Bing immediately changed into a look of fear, and took out all the compressed biscuits in his pocket and handed it to the beard.

"I'm going! Brother, are there six grenades on your table?"

Over there, Yang Bing smiled, and here, Yang Ze pointed to the six grenade on the table with a curious look.