The wind was very noisy, and most importantly, there was the sound of iron tools blowing, which was very much like that abandoned steel factory!
There is only one place in the entire Jinling City, the oldest place in Zijin District - the arsenal.
The closed training in the Shaolin Temple gave Wu Di an ability to distinguish sounds that are beyond ordinary people. Sometimes, these sounds are flaws. As an excellent agent, you must rely on any clues and never let go of a clue to get the answer you want.
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And this time, it's no exception!
Wu Di analyzed some situations!
He quickly ran to the intersection and looked at a taxi speeding forward. She stood directly in the middle of the road to stop the taxi.
This sudden move frightened the driver who was trapped inside the taxi almost to death.
Ga——
The violent sudden braking made the driver completely sleepy.
Then the horn sounded loudly in the sky, seeming to vent the dissatisfaction and anger in the driver's heart at this moment.
But the car still stopped!
The driver poked his head out and was about to curse when he saw a three-edged military thorn with a cold light appearing in Wu Di's hand.
"Drive, Zijin District Arsenal!"
Wu Di's voice was resounding and filled with unquestionable certainty. I believe that if the driver resisted even a little bit, this military thorn would stab him to the core.
The driver was dripping with cold sweat. When the curse word came to his lips, he swallowed it. Then he licked his lips, glanced at Wu Di, looked forward obediently, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
boom!
The car sped out like an arrow from the string.
"Just keep this speed. If you have other ideas, I think the spur in my hand may also have other ideas!"
Wu Di waved the military thorn between his neck. The driver was so frightened that he quickly concentrated on driving without daring to be distracted at all.
Ten minutes!
From Shuixie Street, we drove all the way to the gate of the arsenal!
"Let's go. If you dare to call the police, I will never let you go. Mr. Li Zaiming, job number xxx, phone number xx, home address: xxxx..."
Wu Di talked a lot, and the more he talked, the driver's face became paler. By the end, his forehead was covered with sweat!
This guy next to me is so scary!
The driver had only one thought: Damn it, I have to leave this hellish place and completely forget what happened tonight, but it was obvious to him that he would never forget what happened tonight.
"Don't worry, I'm a good person! I had no choice but to do this!" After Wu Di finished speaking, he took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it over.
"This is the taxi fare. Mr. Li Zaiming, please keep it!" Wu Di smiled, put away the spurs, got out of the car and disappeared into the darkness.
"Could this guy be a ghost?" Li Zaiming muttered to himself, then swung in a direction, and the car quickly sped out of the arsenal area.
And in his heart, he had no intention of calling the police. Just kidding, all the privacy of his body and body has been made known to the bald head. The best way for him at the moment is to hide this matter completely in his belly, forever.
Don't mention it...
Wu Di looked at the dark arsenal in front of him. It was silent and there was no sound. The wind blew some discarded and rusty iron slag, making clusters of sounds.
This voice was exactly the same as the one on the phone just now.
Wu Di walked carefully, listening to all directions and looking around. The steps under his feet were in a T shape, and his body also made spontaneous movements, so that if something happened, he could counterattack in time.
In addition to a building that could collapse at any time, there was only a huge courtyard left in the arsenal.
Wu Di walked around the dangerous building and found nothing special, nor did he find anyone hiding here.
Therefore, the only possibility is in this building.
Wu Di quietly walked into the building slowly and quietly...
The building was dark, and Wu Di was a very brave man. His training since childhood gave him a steel will that was twice as strong as ordinary people. He tried not to make a sound and walked towards this dilapidated building that could collapse at any time.
Got in.
喤喤喤——
The wind blew some iron tools, making a creepy sound. This sound was more penetrating than the sound on the phone. Moreover, the sound of the wind was a bit hollow, and a timid person might think of it as a ghost at any time.
The scream of the devil!
But this sound is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is a pool of viscous liquid on the ground and the faint sound.
Ho ho ho——
Wu Di listened carefully and discovered that the sound came from the ground!
"Um?"
Wu Di's eyesight was very good, and he immediately discovered a person lying on the flat ground not far in front of him. Why was it a person and not a corpse, because the gasping sound came from his mouth.
Obviously, this guy is not dead. However, he is not too far away from death!
"Save me—save me—"
The man on the ground had obviously noticed Wu Di. Wu Di also knew that the pool of liquid under his feet was clearly blood flowing out from under his body.
This guy got shot in the chest!
"Could this guy be Zhang Huben?" Wu Di was a little confused, but he was not sure. This was where Zhang Huben was hiding on the phone.
This arsenal is deserted, with few traces of people. Generally, people choose to kill people and dump their bodies in this kind of place. Wu Enemy has seen it a lot on TV.
Wu Di looked around worriedly, then squatted down and whispered: "Who are you?"
After saying that, a sharp and shiny triangular spur appeared in his hand. One end of the spur was pointed at the dying man on the ground, while a revolver appeared in the other hand!
This is a defensive posture, but it can always counterattack. Wu Enemy must be so careful, because this place is pitch black, and there may be people hiding in the hidden places.
"I... am Zhang... Hu Ben!" The injured person on the ground said intermittently, looking extremely weak.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Di turned his head, glanced at him, and without any explanation, the thorn stabbed directly into his thigh.
"ah--"
Zhang Huben screamed, and some viscous liquid suddenly emerged from his chest. You didn't need to guess that it was his blood.
Wu Di ignored him, his ears stood up and his eyes scanned around him.
One minute, two minutes... ten minutes, except for Zhang Huben who was breathing like a bellows on the ground, there was no other sound.
Crash--
Wu Di simply put the gun and spur into his clothes, then squatted down, tore open Zhang Huben's sleeves, and tied up his injured arm and chest that was bleeding continuously.
"Medicine...pocket..." Zhang Huben said with difficulty.
Wu Di quickly reached into his pocket and found a tablet of painkillers.
Thinking back to what Duan Xi said, Ji Yuan kicked his shoulder blade to pieces. Needless to say, this must have been used to relieve the pain in his shoulder.
But at this time, it was just right to use it to relieve the pain all over his body!
Wu Di stuffed two pills into his mouth angrily, and then said in a deep voice: "You are so lucky, you were shot in the heart, and you're not dead yet!"
Indeed, the place where the blood came out of the chest was exactly on the left side of the heart.
"My heart is different from others. It is naturally biased to the right!" After a while, the effect of the medicine began to take effect. Zhang Huben seemed to have a little energy and replied to Wu Di.
"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years..."
Wu Di smiled coldly, and Zhang Huben's face suddenly became a little confused. He did not refute. It was obvious to him at this moment that although the person in front of him was a young man, he might still kill him.
"If you have any last words, please tell me!" Wu Di's eyes were bright, which was particularly obvious in the darkness.
"I regret it very much. This time I was impulsive and provoked people from the Duan family. I am just a gangster. How could I have thought that killing a random person would turn out to be Mr. Duan's descendant..." Zhang Huben's words were full of emotion.
Regret and helplessness, but more importantly, self-blame.
Although Zhang Huben is the boss, it does not mean that he is not patriotic. On the contrary, he loves China very much.
"I know that my hundred deaths this time will not be enough to atone for my sins, but I have something to give to you. I hope you will tell this news to your boss. I know that you are from the Duan family!" Zhang Huben
His forehead was dripping with sweat, and his body was clearly overwhelmed.
Although the bullet missed his vital point, he had already lost too much blood. The blood in his body could not maintain his body functions.
"Say it!" Wu Di stared at Zhang Huben and nodded.
"There is something in the inner pocket of my chest. Take it out, and there is some information about that mustache..."
"Mustache?"
"That's the guy who asked me to kill Miss Duan and her boyfriend..."
Wu Di quickly reached out and carefully took out something like a USB flash drive from the bloody pocket on his chest.
"This is the recorder... Mustache thought I was dead just now, and he was talking to someone on the phone, and there was his recording in it!" Zhang Huben showed his white teeth. After saying this, he seemed to be relieved, and his whole person suddenly became depressed.
Got up.
"This guy has such a thoughtful mind. He is worthy of being the boss of Zijin District. He has some little tricks..." Wu Di's heart, which had been holding back his anger, suddenly felt a little relieved.
Looking at the poor guy in front of him, Wu Di sighed slightly.
"Injustice has its origin, and every debt has its owner. You fell into someone else's trap this time. I have disabled one of your arms, just as atonement and reflection. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future and stop fighting and killing. Lu Xiaoman is a
Innocent girl, you have to treat her well!" Wu Di said a lot, making Zhang Huben, whose breath was a little weak, stunned.
Listening to this, it seems like you can still be saved?
Wu Di took out his cell phone and quickly made a call.
"Hey, Li Zaiming? Come back quickly... Yes, it's the arsenal just now. Hurry, it's getting better and better!" Wu Di actually called the taxi driver just now!
Then he lifted up the weak Zhang Huben and walked slowly outside. At this time, Zhang Huben obviously understood that the bald man in front of him wanted to save him.
He opened his mouth to say something, but his eyelids kept drooping... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.