This is the first time I have seen the murder scene with my own eyes, and I am shocked.
Fu Shiwu stood up, his hands trembling, but he still clutched the watermelon knife.
"What are you doing, this person is going to kill you." Tang Xuhai looked at him incomprehensibly.
How could this weak chicken's body and inflexible personality provoke people to chase him down.
Obviously, Tang Xuhai is also of the kind who doesn't go out, and he doesn't know the current situation in the building even more than Fu Shiwu.
So Fu Shiwu hurriedly recounted what had just happened.
Fu Shiwu asked him to see how Wang Ziping and Liao Ke were.
"I'm not letting you go alone, I'll go with you." Fu Shiwu mentioned the watermelon knife.
"Just you?" Tang Xuhai glanced at him mockingly: "Quickly save it, I can save some energy without you."
Fu Shiwu flushed with what he said.
Tang Xuhai walked to the top of the stairs, turning his head to say to him earnestly: "You can only sit in the office, and you can do what is right, and give up on things that are too difficult to deal with violence and Anliang!"
Fu Shiwu's neck was red now, and his hands began to tremble again, making him angry.
The gratitude for his life-saving grace could not be suppressed from anger into anger.
Tang Xuhai walked into the escape route and waved his back to him: "Stay at home honestly!"
Tang Xuhai left, and Fu Shiwu stood there panting for a long time. Although he asked him to go home immediately, how could Fu Shiwu be so obedient.
Fu Shiwu hovered at the door of the escape route. Tang Xuhai was a retired soldier. He looked very good, should he be fine?
At this time, he regretted why he didn't act with him just now?
This would make him go after him alone, and he didn't dare, because the person just scared him.
Fu Shiwu felt a bit courageous, but it was a pity that his hands were high and his eyes were low. He wanted to resist, but his body didn't listen to it at all and he lacked exercise!
After a while, a figure appeared outside the entrance, and Fu Shiwu quickly raised the watermelon knife.
Tang Xuhai looked at him trembling, and was about to smile again: "Didn't you let you go back?"
"..." Did not dare to say that he was worried about him, Fu Shiwu pushed his glasses: "How are the two of them?" Didn't they die?
"Injured a little bit." Tang Xuhai said with a slight appreciation: "I was fighting with those two people when I passed by, and the other party has died and injured two."
"So powerful?" Fu Shiwu's eyes lit up.
The corner of Tang Xuhai's mouth curled: "The one with the stick must have been to a martial arts school, and he is quite capable. The one who is good at the crossbow is nothing but that weapon."
"..."
The mouth is poisonous. Not everyone has practiced like you.
"You better worry about yourself, you are rolling like a mud monkey." Tang Xuhai saw his embarrassed look, sighed with a shake of his head, opened the door of his house and went in.
Fu Shiwu looked down and saw that his white shirt had now completely turned into a flower, and then his whole body began to aches.
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