The method of knocking on the glass is very simple. If the ordinary people live inside, they will definitely ask who it is. If they mistakenly think it is a thief, they will also make regular responses. An Ran watched them come and covered the raised curtains. She could see that the fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her nose, and nervousness appeared on her face.

Wang Zizhu turned her head and stared out the window, and was also very nervous. Once they were discovered, Brother Yang's condition was no longer possible. The trembling amplitude of the old couple on the ground was visible to the naked eye. The two held their hands together and looked out the window in sweat.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The sound of knocking on the glass sounded again, and both of them pressed their ears to the glass and listened to their every move inside.

An Ran knew she couldn't wait, so she took a deep breath and tried to change her voice and whispered in a low voice, "Old man, old man, get up quickly, it seems that someone knocked on the glass..."

Wang Zizhu didn't see the situation outside, but she could tell one or two of them based on An Ran's condition, pretending to be impatient and said, "Don't be suspicious, how can you sound? Go to bed quickly?"

An Ran said nervously, "Someone really knocks on the glass, hurry up and go out and take a look!"

The two of them were singing and reunion inside, and it was a way to break into the door, but it was unrealistic. So when they didn't see the real person, they were skeptical when they heard the conversation inside, turned their heads and looked at the door. Seeing that there were still people waiting outside anxiously, the person chasing Zhao Zhigao had no idea how far he ran in the wild.

An Ran realized that they had not left yet, and her heart had already raised her throat. She quickly walked from the kang to the ground, and then opened the bedroom door, which was very heavy, intending to disturb the outside.

Sure enough, the two people standing outside heard the sound and subconsciously hid to the side.

This is a gamble, and they have to escape, and they cannot be seen, and they do not want to make things so loud that the whole village is boiling. As long as they can scare away the people outside, today's difficulties will be overcome.

She opened the door and walked into the kitchen, her eyes quietly looking outside through the window.

After about ten seconds, when people outside saw that no one came out of the room, they almost believed that Liu Feiyang was not hiding in this house and planned to go out.

However, everyone ignored two important figures, the old couple standing on the ground.

When they saw Liu Feiyang coming in with wounds, money could only block their mouths, but it could not affect fear in their hearts. They already had preconceived ideas that these people were gangsters, so the people outside must be policemen.

The old couple saw An Ran standing in the kitchen waiting, probably was spending time with the people outside, thinking in their hearts that if the police outside left, they would completely fall into the hands of the criminals.

Suddenly, the old lady shouted sharply, "Help, I'm here, help me!"

The roar instantly passed through the glass and reached outside. The two people who were standing on the side of the house had not left yet heard the call for help, and their eyes instantly magnified.

"Swish..."

An Ran felt a chill when she heard their shouts. She knew that she would definitely not be able to escape from this level. She saw a kitchen knife on the kitchen cutting board, and rushed over and grabbed it in her hand.

Then I heard someone outside shouting, "Here!"

Their voices covered almost half of the village, and almost everyone looked in the direction of the sound source at the same time. They were stunned for less than a second, and then they all picked up their weapons and ran over. From the bird's eye view, the scene of nearly ten people burst out with a spectacular smell.

"Pu"

Brother Feng kept smoking. The smoke in his hand had accumulated a long piece of ashes. He also looked over when he heard the sound, but at the same time, the ashes fell dimly...

"It's true that it's hidden here!"

The person standing next to Brother Feng's eyes lit up. He said he had entered again. Then, catching someone now is considered a meritorious minister. As he spoke, he had already run towards the door.

Brother Feng stood there without moving, raising his hand to suck a cigarette.

Someone had already climbed over the wall in the yard. At first, the two of them raised their pickaxes and smashed them ruthlessly towards the window glass. They determined their location and would not be as gentle as before.

"Crazy..."

The sound of glass shattering was extremely bullying in midnight.

After just a few blows, the glass that was just blocking the wind and rain, even the window frames were broken. The cold wind blew in, making the curtains flutter. The old woman standing on the ground was still shouting for help, but the words had to stop when she was at her lips because they saw that the people coming in outside were not wearing uniforms, nor were they full of integrity, and some were carrying machetes...

The police would definitely not be like this.

They were a little confused. Could it be that the one who hid in was a good person and the one outside was a bad person? Thinking of this, the old couple was so regretful that they were about to cry...

"Sister-in-law, please guard Brother Yang, I'll go out..."

Seeing that the glass had been smashed, the house could no longer be a refuge, Wang Zizhu stood up instantly, without weapons in her hand, picked up a pillow from the kang and jumped out of the windowsill.

"Bang..."

He had just gone out, and the pickaxe handle came towards him. He raised his pillow to avoid the attack. Three more people came up with machetes behind him. The three of them were neatly moved, all of them looking up at their heads. The old couple in the room almost fainted when they saw this scene. They finally realized that they must have made a mistake...

Wang Zizhu moved two steps to the side and avoided the machetes of the three people, but someone climbed over the wall to enter. There were five people. Except for those who were chasing Zhao Zhigao, everyone was here.

One fights four, he can still deal with it in a well-organized manner.

But when he fought nine, he seemed very difficult. He retreated repeatedly and was forced to the wall. The pillow in his hand was chopped up. He had long known where he went. He knew that this would not work and had to fight back quickly. Seeing a machete coming, he quickly raised his hand and grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it. He saw that the man's facial expression tightened, and the knife in his hand fell off in an instant. His other hand happened to follow, and then withdrew the hand.

“Katz…”

Even at his speed, his arm was scratched.

Having a weapon in his hand can greatly reduce the speed of defeat, at least it can delay them from being distracted from causing harm to Brother Yang in the house. It is extremely vicious to see these people waving weapons, but looking at Wang Zizhu's movements is definitely a visual enjoyment. Only afterimages can be seen in his hand. The amplitude of the wrists and arms can be rotated, which makes everyone's style of opening and closing.

Wang Zizhu could not make them escape, nor could they let Wang Zizhu surrender.

The scene was a bit stalemate for a while.

At this moment, I heard a roar coming from behind these people, "Everyone is up, let me do it!"

Just saw the man standing next to Brother Feng, walking over with a steel knife with a brass head on the hilt of the knife in his hand. He was angry and powerful. He stared at Wang Zizhu with his eyes tightly, with a strong aura of the general himself.

When there are still three meters away, hold the knife in both hands and raise it, it seems that you need to use all your strength to slash it out.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

These men also obeyed his words and gave way.

There is no obstacle between the two.

"Grandpa killed you alive today!"

He said, lifting the steel knife over his head and about to fall.

But at this moment, I saw an unknown object flying through the air. The powerful force made it almost form a straight line in the air, with the accuracy of the standards.

But as I saw it, I could already hear a "bang".

The object hit the strong man's face and then fell to the ground. It was a brick!

Then he saw that he, who was only two meters away from Wang Zizhu, turned his eyes and slammed straight back to the ground. The sound was very loud and there was a burst of dust.

A small head was already exposed on the wall behind Wang Zizhu, and she was so scared that she was sweating profusely. There was still a brick in her hand. When she saw someone noticed him, she quickly shrank her neck and hid back under the wall.

Fighting front is not his strength, it is okay to throw some bricks secretly. He is Wu Sanqin's younger brother!

Immediately afterwards, I heard a sound behind the wall, "Damn your uncle, if you can go out alive today, you must toast me three glasses of wine!"

After the words came, Zhang Baoguo's figure appeared on the wall. He was nearly 50 years old and had not been shouting for many years. He himself did not expect that there would be a story of fighting with someone with a shovel.

Jumped off the wall, and started swinging with a shovel.

At this time, these people had just recovered from the fact that the man was swung down by a brick, waved his weapons again, and rushed to fight for the two of them, and the battlefield suddenly became larger.

However, Wang Zizhu struggled with one blow and nine. If he was more than enough to deal with four or five people, he would not use the blade. In his eyes, these were all small minions. Besides, he was a family tradition, and he was really worried that he would suffer a life if he failed.

The back of the knife also became a nightmare for these people. There was no such great pressure and seemed to be more relaxed and relaxed. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were knocked down.

Zhang Baoguo next to him didn't care about these things, and he had the advantage of being one inch long and one inch long. He swung to the key parts, and no one could get close to him for a while.

The scene was not stalemate, but Wang Zizhu and the others had already gained the upper hand.

Because there was a younger brother who was using a ranged weapon on the top of the wall, he turned his head with both hands, and had already rode on the top of the wall, staring at him with his eyes, and then ruthlessly smashing his head over.

At this moment, there was still someone standing outside the gate, Chen Xiaofeng, Brother Feng!

He still looked inside calmly as usual. Seeing that his person was at a disadvantage, the others could not come in a short time. He raised his hand to throw away the cigarette butts in his mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped it with his feet. After doing all this, he walked towards the wall. The last two steps suddenly accelerated. He stepped on the wall with one foot, his body had already jumped up, and at the same time he grabbed the wall with one hand, with enough force to pull his body to the other side of the wall...

Wu Sanqin's younger brother was originally aiming at the target, but when he saw Chen Xiaofeng's movements on the wall ahead, he suddenly became stunned and a little admiring...

If it weren't for him doing this, many people would only know that he was ruthless, but they all forgot that Chen Xiaofeng graduated from a regular police academy and received professional training. When he was in school, he was at the top of the school. After graduation, he also interned as a criminal police officer. However, for some reason, he entered the grassroots level, and he became a sloppy... In the end, there was no police elite, and there was another brother Feng...

He has not taken much action for so many years, but his ability to fight freely has not fallen behind.
Chapter completed!