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Li Wenjuan also realized the danger. She screamed in fear and tried to struggle. But the gentle man changed his face and said fiercely: "Don't move, I will beat you to death if you move again!" Li Wenjuan didn't dare to move again, so she had to let the gentle man push her upstairs. At the same time, a fierce fight had already occurred on the third floor. Two men and two women in the five-person group drew out short knives, turned around and fought with Zhao Gensheng and others. Seeing this situation, Qin Jiahong screamed even more happily, but there was a little excitement in her scream.
A short-haired woman frowned and chopped Qin Jiahong's head with a knife. Qin Jiahong screamed "Ouch" and fell backwards, and the rocking chair also turned upside down. The knife stabbed the back of the rocking chair. Qin Jiahong got up, screamed "Oh my God!" and ran to the living room. The short-haired woman's eyes turned cold, and she pulled out a knife and was about to chase Qin Jiahong. Just as she took a step, she suddenly felt a chill on her lower back. Turning around, she saw a man with a scruffy beard standing behind her. The man said coldly: "You come to our tube-shaped building to cause trouble. Do you think you have lived too long?" The man's knife had already stabbed the short-haired woman's waist.
The short-haired woman looked back and saw that the fight in the stairwell had ended. Her companions had all fallen to the ground. However, they were not dead yet. They looked seriously injured and their faces were in pain. The residents who had followed them upstairs were all standing there in good condition, each with a more stern look than the other. The short-haired woman suddenly regretted coming to this place. She didn't expect that she would be wiped out so easily.
The man pulled out the knife, and the short-haired woman slowly fell to the ground. Qin Jiahong came back, patted his chest and said, "I was so scared, I almost died at the hands of this little bitch. Gensheng, you saved me!"
The word "Gensheng" made Zhao Gensheng shudder. He didn't expect that he was almost fifty years old, but he still couldn't resist Qin Jiahong's temptation. The battle was decided in an instant, not because Zhao Gensheng and his men were so powerful, but because they were used to attacking the vital points. When masters fight, they compete to see who can attack faster and more fiercely. If a knife can be solved with one knife, they will never use a second knife. Although Zhao Gensheng was picking beans, he also had a knife on his back. This was his life habit for many years. The same was true for other residents in the tube building. They lived in seclusion here for some reason ten years ago, but they did not lose their due edge because of the dullness of life.
After dealing with these people, Zhao Gensheng and others quickly rushed upstairs. They were all very worried about the safety of Li Wenjuan and Yuan Xiaoyi. Qin Jiahong's shouting attracted the attention of the entire building. Almost all the residents rushed out and gathered on the fifth floor where Li Wenjuan lived. A series of coughs came from the fifth floor. The gentle man was already cursing: "Old man, get out of here, or I'll kill you too!" Uncle Qi coughed and said, "This is my granddaughter. If you have anything to say, come to me. Don't embarrass a little girl."
More than a dozen residents upstairs and downstairs witnessed the following scene: the gentle man strangled Li Wenjuan's throat with one hand and pointed a gun at the coughing Uncle Qi with the other hand. At the same time, he slammed his heel against the door behind him, ready to call Yuan Xiaoyi out and kill her. As long as he killed Yuan Xiaoyi, the gentle man felt that he could escape. Because there was a large window on each floor of the corridor, and outside the window was a vast cornfield. As long as he jumped out of the window, he could escape.
"Get out!" The gentle man looked at Uncle Qi without any room for negotiation.
A man upstairs said, "Do you think you can get out of this place?" More than a dozen people looked at the gentle man coldly. The gentle man felt a huge pressure, like an antelope that accidentally entered the habitat of a lion. The gentle man didn't like this feeling of fear. He felt that he should be a lion! A lion must show the courage of a lion!
So he fired at the man who had just spoken without hesitation. "You said I can leave!" He yelled hysterically, with a wicked smile on his lips. He believed that this action had shocked everyone. The shot hit the man's leg. He didn't want to take someone's life casually. After all, this shot was just a warning. But the man who was shot in the leg did not dodge. His eyes were still staring coldly at the gentle man, letting the bloody hole on his leg bleed.
Not only did he not move, but more than a dozen people upstairs did not move, as if no one took the shot seriously. For a moment, there was silence, with only the cough of Mr. Qi and the sobbing of Li Wenjuan. Someone downstairs said, "Wenjuan, don't be afraid, we will kill this guy." As soon as this sentence came out, everyone seemed to have received instructions and went towards the gentle man at the same time.
Uncle Qi was still coughing, and he said as he coughed: "Look, trouble is coming, right?"
"Damn it, damn it!" The gentle man waved his gun back and forth: "Are you guys going to die? Are you going to die?!"
At this moment, the door behind the gentle man suddenly opened. Yuan Xiaoyi stood at the door, looking at the chaotic crowd outside, and couldn't help but let out an "ah". The gentle man turned his head involuntarily, and at the same time adjusted the muzzle of the gun, ready to shoot Yuan Xiaoyi. At this moment, Uncle Qi suddenly made a lightning move, grabbed the gentle man's wrist holding the gun, and twisted it inward. The gentle man screamed and the pistol fell to the ground. Someone upstairs kicked the gentle man in the cheek. The gentle man staggered and let go of Li Wenjuan's hand.
Uncle Qi was quick to grab Li Wenjuan's hand and drag her out of the danger zone. More than a dozen people surrounded him and beat the gentle man to the ground. Li Wenjuan was panting rapidly. The scene just now really scared her. Uncle Qi patted her on the back and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay." At the same time, he shouted to everyone, "Hurry up and drag the man away."
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