Sinful Marriage

With such a fierce exchange of fire, it seems that Tony's situation is not very good. Wang Lei wants to follow the gunfire to support him, but the gunfire in the distance suddenly stops. He takes a step to prepare to go down the stairs. His feet are still in the air, so he retracts his steps.

He heard footsteps, just outside the door. The man should be only a wall away from him. The man climbed up the stairs of the safe passage outside.

Wang Lei lay flat on the ground very slowly without making a sound. He held the gun tightly and aimed the muzzle at the door.

The footsteps stopped very close to the door. The man was very careful and didn't come in directly.

Time almost solidified. Wang Lei didn't dare to move. When he grew up, his mouth could reduce the sound of breathing. His hands holding the gun became numb, but there was still no movement outside. Wang Lei didn't even know whether the man was still there.

I don't know how long the standoff lasted. Wang Lei suddenly heard a "Ding", as if the man outside had opened the cover of a zippo lighter, but he didn't see the light of the fire.

The enemy won't make a move for no reason. Wang Lei's brain turned at a high speed and soon thought of a possibility that would frighten him.

Before he made any response, a dark thing was thrown in at the door and landed at Wang Lei's feet. At this time, he couldn't care about the exposure, so he stretched out his foot and kicked it downstairs.

"Boom"

The air waves rolled and shrapnel shot everywhere, but these did no harm to Wang Lei. The most harmful thing to him is the fire light, because he didn't change the night vision mirror just now. The fire light is like someone suddenly lit a two kilowatt bulb in the dark.

Even if Wang Lei's eyes were white, he didn't move. He lay at the door. As long as someone came in, he could detect it.

As soon as the grenade exploded, Wang Lei felt a touch on his leg. His muzzle was always facing the door. He pulled the trigger directly and kept shooting left and right.

The trigger pulled to the bottom and all 30 bullets were fired in ten seconds.

"Poop"

Wang Lei felt a person pressing on him, and the strong smell of blood rushed into Wang Lei's nose in an instant.

Imagine a corpse lying on his body at the moment. Wang Lei pushed the man away in a panic, and then stepped back a long way.

This time, I killed someone at a very close distance, which is completely different from what I just felt.

Wang Lei felt his legs weak and his heart beat violently. He took off his helmet, threw away his gun, turned his head and vomited out with a "wow".

After vomiting for a long time, Wang Lei collapsed and leaned against the wall with heavy breath. He didn't dare to see the dead man. His eyesight gradually recovered, and the dark workshop added a bit of fear to him.

Can that man fake a corpse? A strange idea popped out of Wang Lei's mind.

His nose was sticky. He raised his trembling hand and wiped it. By the dim moonlight, he saw some red and white blocks in his hand, like jelly, but the smell

So Wang Lei continued to vomit. He didn't even have bile. He was still retching. Even with a gun on his head, he didn't suppress his impulse to vomit out his stomach.

"You made a few mistakes." Tony said faintly, "first, you forget that you are still on the battlefield. Second, you shouldn't throw away your weapons. Third... "

Wang Lei waved his hand: "can you... Give me a hand first?"

Tony finally smiled: "hehe, rookie, you did a good job. At least you didn't pee your pants."

Wang Lei stood up with Tony's, grabbed his arm tightly and asked, "you killed the rest?"

"Hey, brother, you're pathetic like a gay now." Tony almost dragged Wang Lei along: "I left a living mouth."

Wang Lei was confused and asked casually, "what do you want to ask to keep alive?"

Tony didn't say a word, took him to the pickup truck, pointed to the frightened and desperate young man on the ground and said, "I'm afraid you won't get much from your trip, so I've prepared a living one for you. As for the confession, do you think we need a confession? "

Wang Lei frowned: "I've killed someone, this... You deal with this and drag him away."

Tony took out a dagger and handed it to Wang Lei: "that's different. Using a knife and a gun are two kinds of feelings."

Wang Lei widened his eyes, pointed to the young man and said, "you must be kidding. Did you let me kill him? Now? "

Wang Lei found Tony's eyes malicious, waved his hand and stepped back: "no, no, no, I won't do such a thing."

Tony looked behind Wang Lei and shouted down. Wang Lei fell down in response, holding his head and puckering his ass on the ground.

Then he was caught by Tony: "you have a first-class ability to escape. I can't catch you, so I have to do this. I hope you can understand."

Wang Lei was dragged to the young man by Tony, put the dagger into Wang Lei's hand, and tied it firmly with tape, so that Wang Lei couldn't loosen it.

Wang Lei struggled violently, but it's a pity that everything is in vain. Let alone that he is soft now. Even when he is in good shape, he is not Tony's opponent.

The young man's limbs were broken by Tony. Seeing that the dagger kept approaching like him, it twisted like a snake, and kept shouting in his mouth, Wang Lei couldn't understand him, but he could understand his eyes.

There was pleading and despair in that eye, and tears were streaming down his face. Wang Lei is as like as two peas in the face of a young man. He is also in tears, and his eyes are equally crying and desperate.

"You can't do this, no, I beg you to let go of me, please."

Tony was not moved at all. He rode Wang Lei under him, grabbed his hand and slowly approached the young man.

The dagger was very sharp. Wang Lei could feel the tip. It easily tore the young man's clothes and pasted his soft skin.

Wang Lei knew that he could not be spared tonight. He gave up his struggle and stabbed the dagger into the young man's chest, breaking his heart.

The young man screamed and howled loudly. Wang Lei stared at him, looked at the young face becoming distorted and pale, and finally turned into a fixed sculpture.

Wang Lei didn't even find out when Tony let him go. He kept looking at the young man's eyes, even if he had lost his life.

"Hey, are you still waiting for me to take a picture of you?"

Wang Lei was shocked and quickly took back his hand. The dagger was tied to his hand. When he took back his hand, he also took out the dagger. The blood from the wound was still hot and sprinkled on Wang Lei's whole body and face.

He didn't vomit or wipe the blood this time, so he stood there numbly.

It was not until Tony took the dagger in his hand that he turned and walked to the door, sat down on the ground, held his knees in his hands, buried his head in his knees and sobbed in a low voice.