Yang Xiaobao turned his head and said to Du Xiaolin in a low voice, "as soon as you see someone, shoot them. Come closer and shoot them against your chest."

After entering the yard is the second gate, Yang Xiaobao rang the doorbell.

While waiting for Tang Sanliang to come down and open the door, Yang Xiaobao glanced at Du Xiaolin beside her and found that she was a little nervous, holding the pistol tightly in her hands. Her face was so pale that she frowned and asked, "don't worry, are you?"

"I'm fine." Du Xiaolin shook her head to deny it, hesitated for a while, and finally asked: "I just don't understand, why?"

"What, why? Don't you want revenge, or don't you think this kind of person should die? " Yang Xiaobao gave her a cold squint and asked, "you're a surgeon. It's common for you to cut your skin and open your mouth with a knife. Are you still afraid of blood?"

"I'm not afraid." Du Xiaolin shook her head and looked up at Yang Xiaobao's eyes: "I just don't understand why you have to ask me to move this hand. With your ability, if you really want to help me and avenge me, you can do it by yourself. But you have to take me, and I'm just a burden to you... "

Yang Xiaobao suddenly laughed and asked, "can you cook? Do you like good food? "

Du Xiaolin did not expect him to ask this at this critical moment. She was stunned and said, "I will, I like it."

"If the taste of the same food is the same, is it made by yourself, which is much better than that in a restaurant?" Yang Xiaobao's words changed and he said faintly: "revenge is also like this. It's always better to help others than to do it yourself. In the movies and TV, which protagonist was avenged on his behalf

Du Xiaolin some understand the meaning of this, or shook her head, pale face, said: "but I'm just a woman, a woman doctor..."

Yang Xiaobao interrupted her and said coldly, "but you are the only daughter of your parents. I want to ask you, in the past few years after your parents' tragic death, didn't you have a bad dream in the middle of the night and recall that scene? To get rid of nightmares, the only way is to let your enemy have nightmares, violence for violence, blood for blood. "

Du Xiaolin was silent for a moment, lowered her head and said: "you're right, but I... I'm not ready."

"Your fears and concerns are superficial. In fact, you are afraid that you will die after revenge, and you will never live a stable life again, right?"

Yang Xiaobao mercilessly exposed what Du Xiaolin thought in her heart and said coldly, "can you use your brain? You think if I help you, you'll be safe? You look down on the police. With my relationship with you these days and your blood feud with him, how can I not find your head? Do you really think your psychological quality is good enough to resist the police's three investigations and five trials? "

Du Xiaolin is silent. She seems to be touched in her heart. She doesn't know what she is thinking, but she hasn't made up her mind yet.

At this time, behind the gate, there was a sound of footsteps, heavy and slow, from far to near. It seemed that a burly adult man was coming down the stairs. It was Tang Sanliang himself that came to open the door.

Yang Xiaobao turned his head and gazed at Du Xiaolin. He lowered his voice and said coldly, "your enemy is about to go downstairs and open the door. You can go back in half a minute. We can withdraw now. I can find a way to carry the homicide in the hotel by myself, to ensure that you will not be involved. You can go back to your days of medicine and nightmares. Or you just pull the trigger when the door is open and give your enemy a shot. From now on, you can be worthy of your parents

Du Xiaolin clenched the pistol. Her pale face suddenly turned into an abnormal blood red. She made up her mind, shook her head and said in a low voice, "no!"

Click, the door lock rings and the door opens.

Nervous, Du Xiaolin closed her eyes, holding the pistol in both hands, jerked the trigger, fired several shots in a row, until all the bullets were empty.

But nothing happened.

A big face full of flesh appeared in front of her, with a proud grin of seeing through and controlling everything. It was Tang Sanliang himself. He looked at the man and woman in front of him contemptuously and said coldly, "if I guess correctly, you are not here to rob, but to kill me, right?"

Du Xiaolin's pretty face didn't have any blood color, and her eyes showed fear. She could have caught the other side unprepared, but the situation suddenly turned passive and became extremely dangerous. The pistol was empty, but the other side still had a shotgun. Even if Du Xiaolin no longer has the common sense of firearms, she has also seen gunfight movies. She knows that this kind of double barreled shotgun doesn't need to be aimed carefully. If she puts a gun in close range, she and Yang Xiaobao will definitely be beaten into beehives.

"Congratulations, that's right." But Yang Xiaobao did not show any fear and fear. He exaggerated his hand and laughed twice. He said faintly: "it's a pity that you won't win any prize after you guessed it. You're still going to die."

"Me? Or die? " Tang Sanliang was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard a very funny joke. He burst into laughter, which reverberated between the whole courtyard and the room.

Yang Xiaobao hung his hands and stood there steadily. He said faintly, "we are guests when we come. Don't boss Tang invite us in and have a cup of tea?"

Tang Sanliang slowly restrained his smile, put his shotgun in both hands, and made a malicious "please come in" action, coldly said: "OK. It's better to solve something in the house than in the yard. If the neighbors see it, it may be bad. Although I don't have any neighbors here, even if I blow you into a pile of rotten meat with my shotgun, there won't be any witnesses. "

"Good." Yang Xiaobao nodded, took Du Xiaolin's right hand, and took her into the room.

As soon as they entered the door, the thick iron door clanged behind them and closed automatically.

Du Xiaolin's eyes showed surprised color, suddenly some understand why just in the moment of opening the door even fired several shots, but failed to hurt each other a hair.

"This is an intelligent remote control door." Tang Sanliang left the small remote control in his hand and said with pride, "I knew you didn't mean well. I just let you think I came to open the door. I usually have a lot of enemies. It's not once or twice that I've been hunted by people. If I don't pay more attention, I'll die long ago. When you deceive me to open the door, you disguise very well and make good excuses, but I can see through it. "

"It makes sense." Yang Xiaobao nodded and sat down on the sofa in the living room, as if he were really a guest. Looking up at Tang Sanliang, he said faintly, "but you will still die."