Chapter 512: Encirclement and Killing

Yao Qing's heart skipped a beat.

Unlike when he was on the highway, this was the first time Yao Qing saw the killers so close. Their burly figures and deadly weapons all spoke of terror. These people had dozens of lives on their hands. They were real desperate criminals.

And from what they said, there were more than two of them this time. The museum was very likely to have been infiltrated by the killers.

But at this time, Chen Ling hadn't come back yet...

In the darkness, Yao Qing's face was extremely pale. He forced himself to calm down and think about countermeasures.

Since the target of these killers was Su Zhiwei, the best solution was to find Su Zhiwei one step ahead and take her away from here... But Yao Qing couldn't do that because grandma was also in this museum at the moment.

With the posture of this group of killers, it didn't seem like they could leave anyone alive. If they found grandma, the consequences would be disastrous... But even he couldn't avoid all the killers in this situation, gather Su Zhiwei, grandma, and Yang Xiao together, and then escape quietly.

There was no way to escape... Was he going to fight this group of killers?

In the darkness, Yao Qing watched the two assassins leave and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Yao Qing, cheer up! Chen Ling is not here, and you are the only one who can protect them! You are most familiar with this place, which is an advantage... As long as you are prepared, you are not without a chance of winning!" Yao Qing muttered to himself. In the darkness, the boy's eyes became more determined.

Yao Qing's brain was working quickly. After taking a deep breath, he quietly walked from another corridor to the front of the two assassins.

...

"Why is this broken place so round?"

The assassin holding a saber stood at a fork in the road and couldn't help cursing.

"Where should we go?"

"I don't know... have we been here before?"

"No, it's impossible." The killer holding a submachine gun pointed to an embroidery on the wall, "Every time I reach an intersection, I remember the embroidery on it. I have never seen this pattern before."

"It shouldn't be, but I see that the direction of the broom in the corner is exactly the same... Are you sure we are not going back again?"

"These embroidery patterns are different, can they change by themselves?"

"...Then go left or right?"

The other killer was about to say something, and a clear sound suddenly sounded from the end of the corridor on the right. The two of them looked at each other, and a touch of surprise flashed across their faces.

They held their weapons tightly, walked quietly along the wall, and looked around vigilantly at all times, like ghosts in the dark.

This corridor is a corridor surrounding the central courtyard. Through the glass on one side, you can see the scene in the courtyard, but now the lights are off and the night rain blocks the light, so you can only barely see the outlines of several rockery.

The sound just now was like the sound of a glass door accidentally closing, so at this moment, both of them looked at the dim courtyard. They were sure that someone must be hiding here.

A killer held the handle of the glass door, pressed it down gently, and then slowly pushed it open, trying not to make any sound in the process, but just as the two of them walked out of the corridor and entered the courtyard, a huge black shadow fell from the eaves of the second floor!

Bang! !

A stone pier chair that should have been placed around the stone table weighed dozens of pounds, and at this moment it accurately hit the top of the killer holding the submachine gun.

Even though the two were already on high alert, they didn't expect the crisis to come in this situation. The one who didn't react at all felt that his head was hit by some extremely hard and heavy object, and his eyes went black in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

At the same time, Yao Qing jumped down from the eaves with a baseball bat, and the stick body whistled and hit the top of the other killer's head!

The sudden fall of his companion made the killer's nerves tense instantly. His instinct of killing people for many years made him dodge to the side without hesitation. Even though Yao Qing's movements were connected very quickly, he failed to hit the top of his head, but fell on his shoulder with a bang, and a scream followed.

"Oh no!" Yao Qing's heart sank.

The killer's shoulder was injured by Yao Qing's stick, and he couldn't raise his arm at all, but at the same time Yao Qing's figure was completely exposed. The killer looked at him viciously, holding the cold saber in his only remaining right hand, and slashed at Yao Qing very quickly!

Yao Qing was shocked. While retreating frantically, he used the baseball bat in his hand to barely block the saber's slash. The loud clanging sound of metal collisions echoed over the courtyard.

Yao Qing was just a college student after all. Whether it was physical fitness or combat experience, he could not compare with professional killers. After struggling to parry a few knives, he was kicked in the chest by the opponent unexpectedly, and the whole person flew out!

Yao Qing rolled on the ground twice, his body was already covered with dust. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a flash of cold light flashing through the air, slashing straight towards his throat!

It's over...

Yao Qing subconsciously closed his eyes, and at this moment, a gust of wind blew from the side!

A figure kicked the killer's wrist, and the knife was misplaced and slashed into the nothingness beside Yao Qing. Yao Qing opened his eyes in surprise, and saw a beautiful figure wearing a white training suit, blocking his body.

"Su Zhiwei?!" In the dim light, the killer saw that face, and his eyes suddenly showed joy!

"Sister Zhiwei?!"

Two voices sounded, Su Zhiwei's eyes were as cold as ice, she seemed to be just about to sleep, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and was slightly wet in the night rain. After seeing that Yao Qing was not injured, her expression was slightly relaxed.

The killer's blade immediately turned and whistled towards her body, Su Zhiwei changed her steps and lightly avoided the two slashes.

The white training suit swept the evening breeze, and with Su Zhiwei's palm, it hit the killer's wrist with a knife, forcibly pushing away the slash. At the same time, the right foot stepped forward, the left palm was retracted, and the right fist rushed out with a whistling sound, hitting the killer's chest!

Xingyiquan!

Bang--! !

A muffled sound came out, and the killer's chest immediately collapsed, probably because of a broken rib, and staggered backwards to the ground.

It's not that Su Zhiwei's kung fu is so strong, the main reason is that Yao Qing's stick crippled one of the killer's hands. With only one hand holding the knife, he naturally couldn't be the opponent of Su Zhiwei, who has martial arts skills.

Su Zhiwei knocked the killer back with a punch, and then kicked the saber away. Her white training clothes fluttered in the wind under the night rain...

Just as she was about to turn around and help Yao Qing up, she seemed to see something and stopped in her tracks.

Perhaps because of the loud noise of the fight just now, four figures broke through the windows of the museum at this moment. They sneered at Su Zhiwei in the courtyard and pulled the bolts of their guns hard...

Four dark muzzles were aimed at Su Zhiwei in the center at the same time.

"Now, where can you run?"