You Mingxu watched the hammer's light and shadow fall rapidly and closed his eyes.

The strong wind brought by the hammer had already hit her face, and at this moment, a man pounced on her. She shook all over and opened her eyes, unable to believe her eyes. In the dark light, she saw Yin Feng's tense and stubborn face, gray and white. The moment when his eyes met, he actually smiled, his silly and sincere appearance.

Then the hammer fell on the back of his neck.

You Mingxu let out a torn and shattered cry from his throat, watching him fall from the sky, watching him block the hammer, his eyes closed, and fell into her arms. Her hands were trembling, but she hugged him desperately, but she tried her best to hold him tightly.

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and Deng's father and son were both stunned, and Deng's father's hand was also exhausted. You Mingxu was able to breathe heavily in an instant, like a dying fish. Deng's father reacted and quickly wanted to tighten it, but his fingers had already hooked the rope tightly. Although it was strangled, he refused to let it go.

Seeing that Deng Yao missed the blow, he was about to come again. You Mingxu shouted softly, hugged Yin Feng with one hand, and pulled the rope off Deng's father's hand with the other hand, rolled against the ground, and Deng Yao hit the ground with a hammer.

You Mingxu was crying and glanced at Yin Feng in a hurry as he rolled. His face was pale, as if he was sleeping, and he didn't know how to live or die. And her palms had already felt a wet feeling.

No one can kill Yin Feng in front of her. She thought, she couldn't do it now and in the future. Who has died for her in this life? Who has sacrificed her life for?

You Mingxu actually laughed out loud, let go of Yin Feng and stood up. On the collapsed chopping board next to her, various iron tools were piled up. She lifted an iron rod and turned around.

She stood in the darkness, which made the Deng family and his son stunned. Then they rushed over together.

But when You Mingxu can no longer feel any physical pain, when she has the will of death, who can stop her?

How could it be compared to two murderers with brute force and cruel and inhumanity?

When Deng Yao's hammer came again like a meteor, You Mingxu was short and avoided it lightly. The man came behind them, and hit the old man's hunched back with one stick. The old man screamed, You Mingxu was as fast as lightning, and another stick hit his knee. The old man could no longer stand steadily and fell to the ground.

Seeing that his father was severely injured, Deng Yao let out a beast-like howl, and he quickly walked over and swung the hammer. In the gust of strong wind, You Mingxu's expression was extremely cold and he kept dodging and moving. The expression made Deng Yao even more frightened. He missed more than a dozen hits, and he became even more irritable. At this time, You Mingxu's steps suddenly stopped, as if slipping. Deng Yao's eyes turned cold, and he used all his strength to swing a hammer.

What You Mingxu wanted was his forward pounce. She suddenly bent backwards, like a scarred but still tough Cuizhu, which suddenly changed behind Deng Yao, aimed at his neck, elbows, knees, ankles, and several sticks fell like storms.

Deng Yao knelt down and pounced down like a giant whose bones were only removed by everyone. You Mingxu threw away the iron stick, turned him over, rode on him, and punched him several times in the head, which made him covered in blood and finally lost consciousness.

You Mingxu staggered and stood up and walked to Yin Feng.

He was still unconscious, with blood on his back, and he was lying motionless. You Mingxu fell directly beside him. After taking a look, he reached out to hug his head, hugged it in his arms, and fainted.

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When it was dawn, a large number of police forces surrounded the courtyard. When they saw the female policewoman and consultant who were unconscious in each other, they were shocked. There were also the father and son of Deng who were seriously injured on the side, who had just woken up and were handcuffed.

Fan Jia's body was carried out of the yard.

Many policemen cried bitterly.

At the same time, in the depths of the darkness of the courtyard, Deng’s mother’s wardrobe, in the corner of the slaughter room, and under the land in the courtyard, several girls’ clothing, jewelry, shoulder bags, and more than one human bone remains were found.

Xu Mengshan ran to the stretcher covered with white cloth, and just glanced at it, and then he stopped. After a while, he turned around and walked out of the alley in a daze. At that time, many people were watching the fun outside. Xu Mengshan pushed the crowd away, and didn't know where he was going. He looked around in a daze and saw the sun gradually rising in the morning. He squatted down on the spot, covered his face, and cried bitterly.

Is this the profession of a policeman? Is this the life of a detective?

Perhaps in today's peaceful era, only a few comrades in the army will unfortunately die.

When I die, please don’t cry, don’t be weak, and don’t miss it.

Because my heart is still there, like the morning glow.
Chapter completed!