Chapter 79: Variant Mozambique Shooting Method (Please Order First!!!)
"Ding Dong" bells rang twice, and the flickering light on the second floor suddenly flickered twice, and soon fell into complete darkness.
Lu Mingfei waited for a moment, but heard no movement in the house, so he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell again.
The night rain gradually got heavier, from a drizzle to a light rain. The raindrops dripping onto the umbrella surface no longer gently adhered to it, but shattered into countless even smaller water droplets the moment of contact.
Just when Lu Mingfei rang the doorbell for the third time, the sound of footsteps on the stairs could be heard faintly inside the house, and a deliberately low and rough voice came from inside the door: "Est qui (Who is it)?"
The voice sounded a bit wary. It was obvious that Lu Mingfei was not sleeping in the house in the middle of the night when it was raining and windy. He ran to someone else's door and rang the doorbell frantically, which still alerted the owner.
He knew that the person behind the door was watching him through the peephole, but he still maintained his friendly, harmless smile, raised his hand and pointed to his side, and made up an excuse in fluent French: "Just now, a flower pot from your house fell and hit my umbrella."
He had seen a post online before, saying that when a woman in Paris sees a man passing by who she likes, she will throw a rose from the window as an invitation.
If a man picks up the rose, they will have a wonderful and unforgettable night.
It's wonderful beyond words, and it's only half as wonderful as unforgettable because the woman's husband comes back.
Lu Mingfei said at the time why this scene looked so familiar. Later, after reading the comments, he realized that the roses were replaced with window bars, and it was the scene where Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing met.
Their love is open and aboveboard and their marriage is protected by law, so Lu Mingfei replaced the roses with a flowerpot that is more dramatic and more in line with his wife's cute nature.
After all, she had really done something stupid, such as growing flowers on the window eaves and accidentally knocking the flowers and the pots off.
The people in the house immediately became nervous when they heard this, but still did not open the door. They nervously asked whether only Lu Mingfei was hit.
When Lu Mingfei said that he was the only one on the street, there were a few strange noises from behind the door and soon the door opened.
The house was pitch black with no lights on. The dim light from the street lamps reflected a flash of falling raindrops, and the remaining light only spread three inches in front of the door of the small western-style building, leaving a faint shadow on the ground.
Inside the half-open door stood a tall man wearing a black suit jacket and with a hairy face and a full beard.
His temperament is somewhat similar to those men in black who crossed the road before. From a close distance, one can smell a strange mixture of body odor and perfume emanating from him.
The man held a black Smith & Wesson 1911SC in his hand, and his wrist, exposed by his cuffs, was tattooed with a venomous snake.
He pointed the black muzzle of his gun directly at Lu Mingfei's head, his mouth wide open to reveal his yellow teeth:
"Come in, boy, and let's talk about compensation."
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the smile on Lu Mingfei's face could no longer be maintained, and it collapsed silently along with somewhere in his heart.
“Hua La La—”
As the rain got heavier, the boy holding an umbrella was invited into the house by the enthusiastic homeowner to take shelter from the rain, leaving the group of people secretly tracking him outside looking at each other in bewilderment.
When the invisible duo realized that their VIP client had been hijacked, they immediately jumped onto the high wall, preparing to break into the old red-roofed building from the top.
The people sent by Kassel College to protect Lu Mingfei also reported immediately and immediately disguised themselves as police officers to check the water meter.
There was only one person standing in the shadow of the street corner, letting the rain fall. Under the funny KFC packaging bag, his iron-gray eyes stared quietly at the foreign building in front.
Just now, he caught a glimpse of familiarity from that thin figure.
That breath was filled with a familiar feeling called "loss".
“Bang, bang, bang——!!!”
Three deafening gunshots broke the silence of the rainy night.
The residents in the surrounding area who had turned off the lights long ago were awakened and the windows lit up again.
The people in Cassel, who had originally planned to follow the emergency procedure, were shocked by the gunshots and were so frightened that they almost lost their souls. They no longer cared about acting and kicked without saying a word.
The solid wooden door was useless in front of the dragon slayer with dragon blood, and it collapsed at the first sight.
"FBI! Open the door!"
The leader rushed into the red-roofed building and aimed the pistol loaded with Frigga bullets at the only living creature in the living room - the bearded man who had just invited Lu Mingfei into the house.
The 1.9-meter-tall sturdy man seemed to have suffered a fatal blow. He fainted on the ground with his hands covering his crotch and his eyes rolled back. His hooked nose was broken and blood spurted out like crazy.
With just one glance, the specialist sent to protect Lu Mingfei could be sure that the time it took the person he was protecting to subdue the bad guy would not exceed three seconds, which made him feel a little redundant.
The excellent eyesight granted by dragon blood allowed him to see more clearly than ordinary people at night. From the remaining water stains on the ground, he was sure that after Lu Mingfei knocked the man down, he rushed directly to the second floor with a gun.
Only ten seconds had passed from the closing of the door to the sound of the gunshot. What on earth did Lu Mingfei see on the second floor? While his brain was spinning rapidly, his body had already rushed to the second floor.
The imagined scene of the young man holding a gun and on guard did not appear. The living room on the second floor was empty, with only one door open, and faint sobbing sounds could be heard.
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The commissioner carefully stepped forward and loudly announced his identity in Chinese to prevent the elusive boy with amazing shooting skills from suddenly shooting him.
What Lu Mingfei has in his hand now are real bullets, and he will be finished if he is hit by one.
However, after he finished speaking, he did not receive the expected response. Instead, an even stronger whimpering sound came from the bedroom with the door open, as if calling for help.
The commissioner went forward to check and saw a girl with disheveled hair and tear marks on her face wrapped tightly in a quilt in a room that was obviously a girl's bedroom.
Next to the bed, there was a young French man tied up on a chair, and on the ground, there was a shirtless man with tattoos all over his back and his pants half-pulled down, lying in a pool of blood.
Two shots to the kidneys and one shot to the head, a variation of the Mozambique shooting method.
The commissioner confirmed the identity of the home rapist by the tattoos all over his back.
This is a member of the assassin organization Brotherhood who has recently become famous in France. He is suspected of using dragon serum to enhance his assassination ability and thus was targeted by the Executive Department.
Not paying any attention to the half-dead scum on the ground, the commissioner stepped forward and pulled the smelly socks out of the young man's mouth, asking what had just happened.
"He disappeared, he disappeared!" The French youth's freckled face was half horrified and half excited, and his voice was shaking uncontrollably: "Just now, the Asian boy broke in and shot the damn rapist to death with a gun!"
"And then? Get to the point!" Veins on the commissioner's forehead were throbbing.
"Then his eyes suddenly lit up. I was so excited that I couldn't see what happened, but I swear to the Virgin Mary, he was like a lion on the grassland, his eyes were glowing!"
The French youth swallowed their saliva, looking as if their worldview had been violently demolished and had yet to be rebuilt:
"Then he disappeared. He stood at the door and looked at us, then he just disappeared! Oh my God, is he a superhero from a comic book, the kind that can teleport? To be honest, when he looked at me just now, I felt like I was staring into the eyes of a wild beast, without a fence between us. I was so scared that I almost peed my pants!"
Hearing this, the commissioner immediately realized that things might be serious. His face turned as black as the bottom of a pot and he turned and rushed out the door to chase towards the third floor.
Before leaving, he reminded her: "You have already peed your pants!"
(End of this chapter)