urban evil

Murong Hanwei quickly rushed to the scene of the incident, and Luo Lei took advantage of this time to call Li Qihan to let her go to class with peace of mind, and he will go back soon.

The blood from the wound stopped long ago, the bullet passed through, but fortunately no bone was injured, he pulled out a formed blood ginseng from the spiritual soil vessel, ate it three times, and looked for opportunities to activate his true energy Repair the surrounding meridians, and it should heal soon.

"What's going on?" Murong Hanwei asked eagerly after coming up.

"I don't know, just as we came out of the restaurant with Qihan, someone shot at us!" Luo Lei shrugged and said, "At first, I thought the gunman was going to harm Qihan, so I made a mistake. Judgment, I was shot, and later I realized that it was against me!"

"Let me see your wound!" Murong Hanwei rolled up his sleeves involuntarily, and when she saw the blood hole left by the bullet, her face was full of distressed expression, and she asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"Hehe, the pain has been gone for a long time!" Luo Lei said with a smile: "Sister Hanwei, you don't know, our physique is very good, and with our identity as a cultivator, this little injury is nothing!"

Murong Hanwei blushed slightly, recalling the charming scene in the small hotel last time.

From the bullet casings left at the scene, she quickly determined that the other party was using an m-made m25 sniper rifle with a magazine capacity of [-] rounds and a burst function, which could empty out the bullets in a very short time.

"It should be a professional killer invited from abroad!" Murong Hanwei concluded: "This kind of equipment can't be found in China at all. M25, M9, and Uzi submachine guns are the favorites of Southeast Asian killers. I judge this killer Just from Southeast Asia."

Luo Lei smacked his lips and asked, "How much does it usually cost to hire such a killer?"

"At least one hundred thousand dollars or more!" Murong Hanwei said: "But it is not difficult to see from the sniper rifle this guy uses, the price of this product must not be cheap! It is estimated that your life is worth about one million RMB!"

"Hey, not bad, my head is quite valuable!" Luo Lei said with a smile.

"What time is it, and you still have the mood to joke around!" Murong Hanwei kept holding his injured arm, and asked, "Didn't you provoke someone again? You have developed to the point of hiring a killer."

Luo Lei thought that during this period of time, he had developed enmity with many people, such as the Dragon Gang, Ghost Ninja, Ma Family, etc., they may all be behind the scenes.

"Ghost Ninja can be eliminated!" Murong Hanwei analyzed: "They are a bunch of extremely self-confident and lofty guys. They would never do such a thing as hiring an assassin, which would make them feel very embarrassed. Besides, Xiao Lin has always The man has just been arrested, and it is impossible for the Oni Ninja headquarters in the island country to respond so quickly."

At this time, the police arrived, and they were a group of unfamiliar faces that Luo Lei didn't know.

A policeman came up braggingly, pointed his nostrils at the two, and asked, "Who is the person involved?"

"Me!" Luo Lei responded.

"You?" The policeman showed disdain. When he saw Murong Hanwei's shockingly pretty face, he couldn't help but look a few more times, and then asked Luo Lei, "Why did someone want to kill you? Who is he?"

"Officer, I think you're not very good at asking this question!" Luo Lei said in a bad tone, "Since it's a black gun, how would I know who he is?"

"Answer the question honestly!" The policeman snapped.

Murong Hanwei glared at him, and said in a cold tone: "You're not a high-ranking officer, you're quite angry, change someone else, we don't like a policeman like you!"

"Hey, who are you?" The policeman asked in a frivolous tone. Today's Murong Hanwei was wearing casual clothes.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was wearing a police uniform, Murong Hanwei would have kicked him to the ground, took out his ID from his pocket and threw it over.

"Ministry of National Security...Secret Service Bureau...Lieutenant Colonel of the Ninth Division, Murong..." The policeman became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and he couldn't help but looked up at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Murong Hanwei lifted the corner of her clothes, revealing the holster on Bieza's waist. It was the legendary desert eagle pistol, and the policeman's old-fashioned May [-]th pistol was like heaven and earth.

"It turned out to be Lieutenant Colonel Murong, I misunderstood you!" The police hurriedly handed over the ID card respectfully with both hands, and made a 180-degree turn in attitude. offend!"

Luo Lei swept his face with contempt, and said: "You call Xiong Xijian and tell him what Luo Lei said, and ask him to send people to search the whole city. The other party is a professional killer, a foreigner!"

"Okay, okay, it turns out that the two of you are friends of Director Xiong, and you are easy to talk to!" The policeman's face turned into a flower with a smile.

The two didn't give him a good face, but chose to go downstairs directly. It is estimated that these idiots can't find any valuable clues. At most, they are capable of hunting and arresting such a rough job that requires only physical strength and no brains.

In the school infirmary, Murong Hanwei had just picked up alcohol cotton to disinfect Luo Lei's wound, when Tian Xi, Li Qihan and Wu Wen rushed in at the same time, and the news of the gunman shooting at the restaurant's door has spread throughout the campus .

"I'm fine, really!" Luo Lei raised his injured arm with a smile, and said, "You can move freely. Sister Hanwei insists on letting me come over, so there's no need to bother!"

The trouble is still to come. The students were terrified. They had no choice but to call and ask Xiong Xijian to bring a group of police over to "dispel the rumors", saying that the shooter was a psychopath and that the gun was an old one picked up from a garbage dump. The shotgun has now been captured and sent to the Abnormal Person Research Center.

Listening to Xiong Xijian's impassioned "speech" on the radio, Luo Lei couldn't help but think, this is definitely not the first time this guy has done such a thing, telling lies all the time, if I hadn't experienced it personally, I guess Will also believe without doubt.

In view of the fact that our good student Luo Lei was injured, Tian Xi, the head teacher, immediately decided to give him three days off to recover from his injuries. Of course, it was also to let him leave this dangerous environment temporarily. The school is really too unsafe.

Luo Lei also had the same intention. Going home to rest is a fake. He needs time to find out the identity of the shooter and the mastermind behind it.

The Hummer military vehicle stopped at the entrance of the villa. Murong Hanwei, Shen Anna, Tian Xi, Li Qihan, and Wu Wen got out of the vehicle one after another. Luo Lei was the last one to get down. He smiled wryly and said to the girls: "I am alone. Just rest at home, you don't need to accompany me, just go to your own business!"

Murong Hanwei shook her head and said, "I'm not busy at all, and my subordinates are also very relaxed, so I'd better stay at home with you!"

Shen Anna said: "The children are very good these days, and I'm not busy. Being with you at home can be regarded as a little vacation for myself!"

Tian Xisheng was afraid of being left behind, and said, "I'm even less busy! Besides, Xiaolei, you and I still have important activities to do, and I don't want to give up halfway!"

Li Qihan's reason was: "My homework has been reviewed long ago, and it is a piece of cake to rely on Tsinghua University and Beihua!"

Although Wu Wen was the last to speak, it made all the four girls in front feel ashamed. Her original words were: "I will leave it for you to cook. The injured need to supplement their nutrition."

Just like that, they all followed Luo Lei into the house grandly, and the villa was full of buzz.

With the cooperation of Murong Hanwei and Shen Anna, they carefully sealed Luo Lei's wound with waterproof medical tape, because the guy said he wanted to take a bath, and the wound couldn't see water.

After taking a shower, I went back to my room to practice Qi, and the girls were talking about topics of interest to them below.

After closing the door, Luo Lei sat on the bed. Before he could speak, the old guy said: "Boy, you can do it! Now I have a stronger premonition of danger than me. This is because my judgment is a little weaker. A meridian on my arm The damage is serious, let's start repairing it!"

"En!" Luo Lei nodded, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the realm of emptiness, guiding the zhenqi gathered at the dantian to start a cycle.

When the air flow reached the left arm, the speed slowed down significantly, and the damaged meridian not only deviated from its original position, but was also severely blocked. He had to temporarily stop the air flow and let it pass bit by bit.

As more and more air flows through it, the meridians gradually return to their original appearance, and after the sixth big week, they have recovered to a point of seventy-eight eighty-eight, and the wounds have also healed quickly.

After completing the nine cycles, he felt indescribably comfortable all over his body. Just as he was about to open his eyes, the old guy said, "Boy, don't get up in a hurry. I think your meridian endurance seems to have increased!"

"Really? Let's do another cycle!" Luo Lei immediately became interested, let the true energy that had just returned to the dantian circulate inside, and then came out again.

The tenth time was still very smooth, and he was still unsatisfied, so he immediately started the No.11 time.

The girls downstairs have already started to cook. Wu Wen and Li Qihan are in charge of a wok respectively, Tian Xi and Murong Hanwei are helping each other, and Shen Anna is in charge of arranging the dishes and drinks.

No. 11 weekly runs, at the end he obviously felt some pain in the meridians, he had to grit his teeth and persist until the last moment.

"Congratulations, boy, you are now a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment!" the old guy said the moment he stopped.

"Really, that's great!" Luo Lei let out a long breath, feeling really uncomfortable at the end.

Could it be that there is no breaking and no standing in the legend? Thinking back to the last time it was like this, he asked what was in his mind.

The old guy held back for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "That's true, why is your luck so strong? Every time you look at a disadvantage, you actually take advantage of it. I despise you!"

"Damn you!" Luo Lei said angrily, "Is this considered good luck? If I have to get injured every time I improve, I'd rather not practice! I have to be injured three times at each stage, so I guess Not until that day!"