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Chapter 73 Uncle teaches you to play with guns(1/2)

The women and men did not go into detail whether the oath made by Liang Chuan was true, and they could not go into detail.

Although in today's society, oaths are actually not binding, they dare not gamble.

Before, they originally thought that Liang Chuan must be a policeman, and of course they were not afraid because the police had to abide by the rules. After Liang Chuan said that he was not a policeman, it meant that danger actually appeared and existed.

People always have an instinctive way of cherishing their lives, which threatens life. In fact, you really can't measure it with probability. The probability of death is 50% and 1% or 10 million. This is a bit of reference value for living people. But for dead people, no matter how big the denominator is below, they are just a "unit 1". Does the probability mean to them? No.

"Cough.................................."

Perhaps because of the cold, Liang Chuan began to cough. His health was not very good. He had been with Wu Dahai for so long. The evening breeze in the mountains had been blowing for so long, and it was normal for him to catch a cold.

Liang Chuan's muzzle also kept trembling, scaring the man so much that he became cautious in his breathing. He was afraid that Liang Chuan would accidentally exert force his fingers and directly collapse him when he coughed.

They dare not shout

Don't dare to shout,

They dare not do anything that stimulates Liang Chuan.

The room was very quiet and harmonious.

"That girl is my sister. I found this place with the police from Guizhou."

Liang Chuan gently wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and said slowly.

Interrogation,

Torture,

Burn,

What's the fun?

That is the sense of inclusion.

Liang Chuan had an easier way to hypnotize them and get what they wanted, but Liang Chuan didn't want to do that, and he felt that it was too gentle.

Upon hearing this, a look of horror appeared on both the women and the men's faces.

If Liang Chuan was the girl's brother, then his own sister who was in school was abducted by human traffickers and now died inexplicably. He could really be retaliated in this village.

and,

He is now pointing at someone with a gun.

The boy's feet were still in the foot basin. He looked at his father, his mother, and then Liang Chuan. His little head was not enough for him to analyze what was going on in such a short time, so he did not move, did not cry, or make trouble throughout the whole process.

This calm lasted for about a few minutes, and this depressing atmosphere made the couple live like a year.

"Who killed her?"

Liang Chuan finally spoke.

When Liang Chuan spoke, both of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"We don't know who killed her, we really don't know that she was abducted and we don't know her. Really, we don't know anything. If we had known that someone in the village had been abducted and sold, we would definitely call the police secretly.

They were all raised by my mother and father, and we only found out about her after she died.”

The woman began to explain,

Sobbing slightly,

Extremely wronged,

Deep emotion,

Even tears fell.

Perhaps, it is because of the stimulation between life and death that women's acting skills have made a huge breakthrough at this time, or it is described again and again as "hardworking and simple" by various so-called writers, film and television artists and official propaganda caliber, giving them a layer of perfect protection.

"Really?"

Liang Chuan put away his gun and put it down.

"It's true, it must be true." At this time, the man put his hands together and almost knelt down at Liang Chuan, and cried: "Look, we ourselves have children, and we all know that it's not easy to be a parent. How could we watch other people's precious daughter being kidnapped and remain indifferent?

Is this still something that people do? Everyone has to be content with their conscience and peace of mind in their lives, right?"

Liang Chuan nodded,

It seems to be persuaded.

Women and men also feel like they are escaping from heaven at this time.

But in the next moment,

Liang Chuan directly hit the man next to him in the face with a butt stock.

"Bang!"

The gun is very heavy, and the butt stock hits people. Because of its arc and angle, it may be more painful and more solid than a brick.

The man said "Wow" and knelt on the ground, covering his face, his nose was broken, and blood kept flowing out.

pain,

It hurts a lot,

And the blood that could not be stopped in my hands,

It shocked him even more.

Fortunately, he still knew the right way and knew that he was yelling and attracted outsiders, and his family might have given him a complete explanation.

He knelt there, his body trembling constantly,

Fear,

disturbed,

panic,

struggle,

It was like the girl they chased in the mountains that night.

then,

That poor girl has the same mood.

When the woman saw this scene, she immediately covered her mouth. At the same time, the child beside him cried when he saw his father being beaten like this. The woman reacted quickly and immediately covered her mouth.

"conscience?"

Liang Chuan lowered his head slightly and said these two words to the man beneath him.

Don't want to scold people,

I really don't want to scold people,

Because of people, they have the possibility of being scolded and the qualification to be scolded.

A beast,

A beast who is still acting at this time,

What qualifications does he have to be scolded?

Liang Chuan raised his foot and kicked it directly.

The man was kicked to the ground. When he was about to get up, he saw Liang Chuan's gun pointing at him again. The man immediately did not dare to do anything again, his face was covered in blood, as if he had just been tortured in hell.

Yes,

People like you,

It really should go to hell.

perhaps,

You have no evil intentions, and even strictly speaking, the law cannot punish you.

But you,

Your family,

It's so disgusting.

Liang Chuan's soles stepped on the man's face and rubbed them back and forth hard. The man was crying and sobbing, but because Liang Chuan's gun was aimed at him, he didn't even dare to grab Liang Chuan's legs, and could only passively continue to endure this pain.

"Get inside."

Liang Chuan raised his feet and the soles of his shoes were red.

The man got up and crawled to his wife and children.

"Ask you again, who killed it?"

Liang Chuan asked.

At the same time, he was a little expectant.

Looking forward to the couple playing a show for themselves.
To be continued...
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