"Gu Xin, you're crazy!" Ji Qiaoyin's face turned ugly, and her hand had already touched the gun.
The two police officers understood each other and got out of the car. Gu Xin punched the prisoner, causing the prisoner to fall on a chair and scream in pain.
Gu Xin looked back at Ji Qiaoyin and said, "I'll chase them, then!"
Gu Xin threw the gun out, and the engine suddenly started. Ji Qiaoyin strode to the front of the police car. Gu Xin started and slammed into it, but stopped in an instant.
Ji Qiaoyin was so frightened that beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead: "I'll go with you!"
Gu Xin shouted coldly: "You are really looking for death. If you want to come, come quickly!"
The car sped away, and the remaining policemen looked at each other, wondering what was going on. The policeman whose gun was taken away patted his chest and put the gun on his body.
"Brother Quan, what should we do now?" a policeman asked a policeman wearing glasses.
The man wearing glasses took a deep look at the departing police car and said to the other policemen: "Leave two people to take these two people to the police station. The rest get in the car and we will catch up!"
Soon, a second police car chased him while seriously speeding on the road.
In the car, Gu Xin drove with one hand and took out the Type 77 pistol given to him by Mao Zhufeng and the others with the other hand. He pointed the dark muzzle at the ear of the man sitting in the back seat.
When the man saw it, his face immediately turned pale, and he quickly said in panic: "Officer, I just injured the person, I'm not going to shoot him, right?"
When Ji Qiaoyin saw it, she immediately shouted: "Gu Xin, you are really crazy!"
Gu Xin gave Ji Qiaoyin a cold look: "Shut up and leave it alone!"
Then he said to the man in the back seat without looking back: "Quickly tell me who is disturbing the police's sight for you!"
The man's face was extremely pale, perhaps frightened by Gu Xin's murderous intent, and he said nervously: "Officer, I don't know what you are talking about!"
"boom!"
Gu Xin turned around slightly, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation. The sound of the gunshot made the entire police car tremble, and Ji Qiaoyin even screamed: "Gu Xin, you... give me the gun quickly, you...
You are committing a crime, you are killing someone!"
The man behind hugged his legs and screamed repeatedly. Blood quickly stained the back seat of the car. Gu Xin looked at the road and continued: "Say no!"
The screaming man held back the severe pain and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I say, I say, I say anything!"
The police car came to the community again. Gu Xin asked Ji Qiaoyin to watch the man waiting in the car, and then rushed into the security room, holding a gun in his hand, like a gangster, which made the two security guards in the security room tremble. Gu Xin looked coldly.
He glanced at it and said, "I'm a policeman. Please show me the surveillance video of the intersection within half an hour."
The two security guards were so frightened that they wet their pants. Although Gu Xin claimed that he was a policeman, with the way Gu Xin looked now, few people would believe it.
Soon, Gu Xin locked onto a tricycle, then rewinded the video and continued to observe, only to find that the old man never pointed his face at the camera, making Gu Xin unable to see his rough appearance at all, and there was a cover behind the tricycle.
It was covered with a woven bag-like tent cloth made of poor material, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
But Gu Xin's pupils shrank because he saw that the old man was wearing a pair of Li Ning sneakers. Looking further, he saw that the old man was wearing very thick clothes and seemed to be wearing several pieces of clothing. Although the weather is autumn now,
Most people in Nanfeng City only wear one piece and two pieces at night.
Gu Xin asked the two security guards: "What does this old man do?"
The two security guards shook their heads tremblingly, and then Gu Xin asked: "Then you don't have an image of his tricycle?"
One of the security guards glanced at Gu Xin, who looked like a murderous god, and then nervously said intermittently: "That... car... it seems that the good one belongs to... Old Li who collects rags."
Gu Xin's eyes lit up and he asked randomly: "Is that old man just now Lao Li?"
The two security guards shook their heads.
Gu Xin immediately rushed out of the security room, then got into a car and drove wildly on the road at a terrifying speed, causing many cars to stop in fright and let Gu Xin's police car drive past.
The car passed through several streets in the direction where the tricycle left the gate of the community. Gu Xin drove quickly, but his eyes were quickly focused on the tricycle.
If there is none on this street, go to the next street and radiate outward in a fan-shaped pattern, looking for suspicious tricycles everywhere.
Just as Gu Xin was walking back and forth in the street, the car suddenly stopped, then he quickly opened the door and rushed out, at an alarmingly fast speed.
Ji Qiaoyin also saw it, and then quickly got out of the car, but suddenly remembered that there was another person behind the car. Ji Qiaoyin looked at Gu Xin, who was running away, and then at the man in the car with a cloth wrapped around his thigh. Ji Qiaoyin's teeth tightened.
Bite, without saying a word, her decisive hand rose and fell, hitting the man's neck hard. The man rolled his eyes and fainted.
Then, Ji Qiaoyin ran away quickly, but within sight, she only saw a blurry back of Gu Xin. This kid ran too fast. Ji Qiaoyin called his colleagues while running, then gritted his teeth and took out
It was estimated that this was the fastest speed she had ever run forward in her life.
Gu Xin stared ahead with blood-red eyes. The old man turned into a small alley carrying a woman with a very familiar figure on his back. When Gu Xin appeared in the small alley, he couldn't see the old man at all. He became a little impatient for a while.
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This was one of the few times when Gu Xin panicked when something happened, but soon, Gu Xin forced himself to calm down and looked around at the buildings in the alley with extremely sharp eyes.
Suddenly, Gu Xin's eyes bulged, and then the figure moved again, and suddenly rushed to a small building a hundred meters away, and then saw a different scene again through the holes on the stairs. Gu Xin only ran a few steps, and then
He stopped suddenly and looked up in a corner.
Gu Xin did not dare to rush forward, because according to Mao Zhufeng, Ji Qiaoyin and others, this person had very high wrist strength and accuracy, otherwise it would be impossible to shoot off their pistols with beans. It is certain that this person's kung fu is probably
The most powerful master besides Uncle Zhao and his mother who can't see clearly.
Seeing the figure stopped on the eighth floor, Gu Xin methodically looked around the structure of the small building and found that there were only stairs and exits here. He also looked at almost all the windows on the eighth floor and found that there was only one
The window was very crude, and there was no clothes to dry. Gu Xin's eyes narrowed, a frightening cold light emitted, and he immediately ran towards the small building.
I touched all the way to the eighth floor to identify which house had windows that were different from others, and then I found a sharp wire-like object.
Gu Xin secretly sighed. At the critical moment, he still had to use his mother's secret thief skills. A very slight sound, but it was just as pleasant in this situation. Gu Xin thought to himself that it was bad, and then quickly opened the door and rushed in.
But as soon as he entered, a wooden stick as thick as his arm hit Gu Xin hard on the waist. Gu Xin's body was very strong in resisting blows, but the waist was a weak point for everyone.
Gu Xin rolled several times due to this heavy blow and knocked over a table. The severe pain made the corners of Gu Xin's eyes beat hard, but he stared at the man in front of him who was obviously wearing makeup.
'Old Man'.
The old man smashed the wooden stick on the ground and laughed proudly: "Gu Xin, I told you that I disdain your showy skills. You can't get up after being hit with a stick?"
Gu Xin's eyes flashed: "It's you?!"
The old man laughed loudly, and then said disdainfully: "Yes, it's me. I, Li Xing, am proficient in boxing and free fighting. I also learned many powerful martial arts from masters. I am not a poor boy like you who is pretending to be pretentious.
comparable."
Gu Xin was still half lying on the ground, not moving, but after learning the identity of this person, Gu Xin, a guy who always thought he was calm, was shocked, but his eyes immediately turned sharp: "Why are you doing this?
Zhou Yazhi is your friend, you two should still make good friends!"