The tank next to it seemed to sense its owner's increasingly depressed mood, so it moved its body towards its owner.
Feeling it approaching, Nan Muran lowered her head and said, "Since we have nothing to do, how about we exercise together?"
I pressed the switch of the electric curtains and only turned on a table lamp next to the sofa, leaving the huge living room dimly lit.
While Tank was still acting stupidly, a wooden dagger suddenly appeared in Nan Muran's hand, and he attacked Tank at a very tricky angle.
In the dim light, a man and a dog, relying on their eyesight, reaction and judgment, started a back-and-forth confrontation.
I have to admit that the Jiawu army really trained the tanks very well. They are quick to react and attack. Most importantly, even a dog can have combat thinking.
They didn't stop until an hour and a half later, when both the man and the dog collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
Although there was electricity in her room and she could turn on all the lights, Nan Muran had no intention of standing out in this dark night, so she went to bed early after a simple wash after training.
Tank obediently followed her back to the bedroom and lay down in his own soft doghouse on the sofa.
Lying on her soft bed, Nan Muran fell asleep quickly.
The tank on the side felt his master's steady breathing and fell asleep peacefully as well.
In the middle of the night, Tank, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, suddenly stood up alertly.
Nan Muran who was lying on the bed also got up at the same time.
The man and the dog opened the bedroom door and tiptoed towards the front door.
Nan Muran couldn't help but frown as she listened to the low-pitched discussion outside. These people actually showed up at her door so quickly.
"Are you sure you can open this door? We've asked many locksmiths before but they all said they can't open it." The voice belonged to the security captain.
"Don't worry, the bank vault door is no problem, let alone this door." An obviously older voice sounded, and it seemed that he was fiddling with something in his hands.
Another younger voice said proudly, "My uncle is a well-known thief in Southeast Asia. There is no lock he can't open, Captain, you can rest assured."
"It's a bit exciting to think about it. Did you see it today? The woman in this room is like a fairy. It must be very exciting to play with her." The security captain became excited when he heard their words.
Several people around also showed obscene and rampant smiles.
"And look at her, it's obvious that she has never been hungry. There must be a lot of supplies in this room." This is another new voice.
Xiao Liu gently touched Nan Muran's arm.
Tell her that there are five people outside, all from the apartment security team.
There was also an older person who was trying to open the lock. The tools he had were very special and it seemed like the door wouldn't be blocked for long.
In order to prevent that guy from completely damaging the door lock, Nan Muran immediately put on military boots from the shoe cabinet next to her, took the windbreaker from the hanger and put it on, then reached out to open the door from the inside.
The door in front of him opened with a click, and the old man holding the precision tools was stunned on the spot.
Unfortunately, before he could come to his senses, he felt a cool breeze across his neck. His pupils dilated, and then his body fell uncontrollably.
"Ah..." The young security guard who was holding a flashlight at the back fell to the ground in fright.
At the same time, the tank following Nan Muran leaped over and bit one of the security guards on the neck, killing him directly.
There were originally six people who came over, but after a brief encounter, only four were left.
The security captain drew out the baton from his waist without hesitation, and his eyes became vicious and cruel.
Nan Muran's lips curled up: "What do you want to do?"
"Ah..." The security captain thought about it, then rushed forward with his baton raised without hesitation.
The seemingly fierce attack was full of loopholes in Nan Muran's eyes. He moved sideways and passed under the opponent's arm. The dagger in his hand turned in the air and stabbed directly into the back of the security captain's neck.
The dagger returned to Nan Muran's hand again, and the blood fell to the ground like beads that had broken off the string, forming a small ball.
"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me." The three surviving security guards were already stunned by the scene before them.
Nan Muran sneered at the three people kneeling on the ground and trembling: "Someone must have begged you like this before, right?"
Two of them paused visibly.
Only the young security guard at the back holding a flashlight shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I won't dare to do it again, never again."
Nan Muran wiped the necks of the other two security guards without hesitation.
Finally, she looked at the young security guard standing at the back holding a flashlight. After seeing his face clearly, her tone was obviously less cold: "You, carry their bodies to the stairwell."
Seeing the young security guard still trembling and begging for mercy, Nan Muran pressed her temples in annoyance. She really couldn't understand how this guy got the courage to interrupt and save himself in Zhang Kun's hands in his previous life: "If you don't want to die, hurry up."
The young security guard came to his senses at that moment. As he stood up, the liquid under his feet slipped and he fell face down, right face to face with one of the men.
He was immediately frightened and cried, but he still ran up and carried the bodies one by one to the stairwell as Nan Muran requested.
Seeing him finish his work while crying, Nan Muran frowned and said, "Tell me, what is the situation of your security team now?"
Just now, when the door of her house was about to be opened, she suddenly realized that the situation of this security team was a little different from that in her previous life.
In my previous life, I hid in the house for two and a half months, but I never met this old man who could open the lock.
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