The words fell.
Liu Gang was like a mad bull.
He rushed in with a group of owners of the welcoming garden.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw the confused woman trapped in the living room.
Seeing her, Liu Gang roared:
"Where did that bastard go?"
"Tell the truth!"
"That...that room!" The woman pointed in a direction and responded stutteringly.
Following the direction of the woman's finger, Liu Gang and his son Liu Zimo walked towards the door of the bedroom first.
The bedroom windows were wide open.
The blizzard outside blew in through the window.
The whole bed was wet.
"He ran away again!" Liu Zimo cursed angrily.
But Liu Gang raised his hand to signal not to be anxious.
Then he walked to the window.
Look down through the window.
The floors are so high that you can’t see the specific conditions below the third floor at all.
Not to mention identifying where the thugs on this floor would land if they jumped down.
"Look carefully in the room!" Liu Qiang lowered his voice and said to his son Liu Zimo and a group of owners.
At this moment, the gangster hiding in the box inside the bed started breathing rapidly.
You know, in order to make his hiding look so convincing and deceive these people, he didn't leave any loopholes for himself.
It is difficult for air to enter from the outside.
Once the oxygen in the confined space is sucked out and those people haven't found him or left, his only fate will be coma or suffocation.
Moreover, in a small space, the quality of oxygen is getting less and less.
His breathing will also become more and more rapid. This is because the body needs to maintain the transport of oxygen atoms by red blood cells by speeding up the respiratory cycle in an oxygen-deficient environment. This is a subconscious reaction to ensure the health of the body.
The cupboard door was opened.
All the clothes that the original residents had placed in the closet were messed up and thrown aside at random.
No gangsters were found.
Look at the shoe cabinet again.
bathroom.
I checked every place in the bedroom.
There was no trace of the gangster at all.
"This... the house is so small, I've looked all over it, where is that thug?"
"I think that thug has already jumped out of the window and escaped."
"Let's go to the next one. Don't waste time and let those hooligans run away with you."
"..."
Just when everyone started to speak up and say they gave up.
Liu Qiang quietly bent down.
Squat next to the bed and tap gently.
"Boom, boom, boom!" 』
The crisp sound reaches my ears.
Liu Qiang's face was instantly filled with joy.
Empty!
This bed is empty!
That is what we often call storage compartment.
The gangster is probably hiding in this bed.
Thinking of this, Liu Qiang shouted to everyone:
"Come here, the thug is hiding in the storage compartment under the bed."
"Once the storage compartment is opened, let's all subdue him together!"
As soon as the words fell, the owners who had originally planned to go out suddenly became excited.
They kept pushing and crowding towards Liu Qiang.
Soon the bed was surrounded by people.
At this moment, beads of sweat had already appeared on the forehead of the gangster hiding in the storage compartment.
My head feels dizzy.
Breathing became increasingly difficult.
The storage compartment of this bed is not a single unit, but is divided and fixed by a cross in the middle.
The originally empty storage compartment was divided into four.
He was hiding in just one of the boxes.
If the bed was a whole, he wouldn't have to hide inside. After a while, he felt difficulty breathing.
Hearing the knocking sounds outside, he instinctively wanted to turn around and prepare for a dying counterattack or rush out of the window.
But...the lack of oxygen made his body completely unable to exert any strength.
It's difficult to turn over.
"Squeak!" 』
The bed was lifted up from above.
The gangster hiding in the storage compartment was discovered at a glance.
Several owners who were nearby took action at the same time.
He started hitting people with sticks.
"Bang! 』
"Bang! 』
The thugs hiding inside's first reaction when they were beaten was not to cry out in pain or yell.
It's breathing!
Take big gulps of fresh air.
He was suffocating.
As the oxygen recovered a little, the dizziness subsided.
The concentrated burst of pain made him groan.
"snort! 』
Seeing the thugs being beaten up by themselves and others, a group of owners felt a strong sense of pride in their hearts.
At the same time, when he looked at Liu Qiang, there was more admiration in his eyes.
If it weren’t for Liu Qiang, who would have thought that someone could be hiding in the storage compartment under the bed?
No...to be precise, they never thought that there would be storage compartments under this kind of bed!
"Catch him!" Liu Qiang shouted loudly, and everyone made way for him.
Give Liu Qiang and his son the opportunity to arrest people.
The moment the gangster was pulled out of the storage compartment by the father and son.
He exerted force suddenly, trying to break free from Liu Qiang and his son and escape.
But he underestimated the strength of the father and son, who grabbed his clothes tightly. Instead of running away, he fell and his vitals were caught by the wooden board of the storage compartment.
He covered his lower body in pain and was unable to speak.
After tying him up with a climbing rope, Liu Qiang took a deep breath.
Said to Liu Zimo:
"Son, watch out."
"Just as my father chopped off his legs, you should chop them the same way later."
"After cutting off his legs, throw him in the corridor. Let the extremely low temperature slow down his blood loss and let him slowly wait for death."
What Liu Qiang said was extremely harsh.
When faced with their own death, there are very few people in this world who can bear it without collapsing.
Killing people and destroying their hearts is nothing more than this.
It's thanks to God that we got this damn weather.
The owners felt a chill in their throat as they listened to what Liu Qiang said, and they couldn't help but shiver as well.
At the same time, he secretly made up his mind: from now on, he would never take the initiative to provoke this father and son.
Liu Xiuniang had no objection to this way of handling the matter.
A group of thugs broke in.
They not only robbed the owners, posed a threat to everyone's life and safety, but also killed people and created panic.
Any punishment would be appropriate. After all, it was not her who did it, so it would not be his turn to go to jail.
"No..."
"No!" When the gangster heard that they were going to chop off his legs and then throw him in the corridor, leaving him to die from excessive blood loss, panic finally appeared on his face, which had just recovered from the pain of having his crotch stuck.
"I wasn't the one who killed your family, so don't bother me."
"I was just following the instructions...I didn't kill anyone!"
Listening to the gangster's plea for mercy, a cruel and gloomy look flashed in Liu Qiang's eyes.
Then he spoke, patiently persuading:
"Since you said you didn't kill anyone..."
"Who is the person above you? Where is he?"
"Tell me the truth, and I'll consider letting you go."
As he spoke, the butcher knife in Liu Qiang's hand gently rubbed his face.
At the same time, he kept gesturing at the knee position, causing him great psychological pressure.
"Gudong!" 』
The gangster swallowed nervously.
Mouth slightly open:
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