At this moment, I saw the shirt exposed from the cuffs of this guy's coat, which was exactly the same shirt he was wearing when I met Teacher Zhang before. Unexpectedly, this "Teacher Zhang" is a master of disguise and voice change! Of course, since the fight
I began to suspect that this guy was not the real Teacher Zhang. It was only to be expected that he knew some techniques of disguise and voice change.
However, as soon as this guy noticed that I was following him, he took the knife without saying a word. Such ruthless characters are rare. I couldn't help feeling a little panicked and said, "No one sent me. I'm just a curious reporter."
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"Reporter? Why are reporters following me when they have nothing to do?"
I smiled bitterly and said: "This posture seems to have proved that it is worthwhile for me to follow you. But how about you hold the knife like this? There is a camera up here." I pointed to the top of my head.
The fake teacher Zhang snorted coldly and said: "How can there be any camera in this place? Even if there is, can you take a picture of what I look like? You look very calm, have you practiced?"
I thought to myself, "Damn it, I'll give it a go" and said, "I know you don't want to cause more trouble. Since I can't see you, what do you have to worry about? I just want to ask two questions. After I ask them, I will
Let’s go. If we continue to be entangled like this, it won’t look good when someone comes over!”
"Question? Dead people don't ask questions!"
"Hey!" I said quickly, "You want to kill me?"
Teacher Zhang sneered and said, "I'm not going to kill you. I'm just...erasing you."
As he said this, the fake teacher Zhang's arm shook, and he was about to slash his dagger down my throat.
Damn it, are you really going to kill me with one knife? At that moment, I felt as if my skin had been cut and blood was gushing out. At this critical moment of life and death, what I was thinking about was definitely not "I bought a watch last year".
But there was nothing. My hand reached out to block it involuntarily.
Suddenly, a soft sound came, and the body of "Teacher Zhang" behind him trembled, and the arm holding the knife stopped for a moment. In this flash of lightning, my two hands were already in front of the throat, and I didn't care.
In danger of cutting his hand, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand, swung his right arm downwards with force, and struck his ribs with a spinning elbow. Immediately, the grandson let out a miserable grunt and took two steps away.
Why should you be polite to such a real killer! After the elbow strike, he immediately swung his right arm and punched his face with the back of his fist. The human skin mask fell away from the skin and relaxed, and two more wrinkles appeared on his face in an instant.
Looking sideways, Li Qianyu was standing behind with a pistol equipped with a silencer.
Unexpectedly, not long after joining Chen Ziqi's organization, he owed her life. I don't know how to repay this debt.
Although the guy was shot in the arm, he still held the knife. He reacted very quickly. Before Li Qianyu could point the gun at him, he flicked his wrist and the knife flew towards Li Qianyu.
Whether that girl was dead or alive, I was definitely too late to save her. Without thinking, I stretched out my legs and kicked the guy in the face.
It stands to reason that the moment he threw the knife, his whole body was frozen, and my kick would definitely hit the door. But I never thought that this guy moved extremely fast, leaned back sharply, and avoided my "unrecognizable kick".
He turned it over and fled deeper into the alley.
Only then did I have time to look at Li Qianyu, and I saw her left shoulder was bleeding profusely, but she had already slipped the gun in her right hand along the ground and shouted to me: "Chase!"
I picked up the gun and ran away. Huge pain came from my legs. I was afraid that the previous wounds had not healed and were torn again under the strenuous exercise. But at this juncture, I couldn't care about this. When I chased the corner, I was already there.
There was no sign of that man. Although this man's ghostly skills were not as good as Zhao Chen's, the key was that his reaction and speed were unbelievably fast. If Li Qianyu hadn't shot him in the knife hand just now, I would have already
He died from a broken throat, and there was no chance of hitting him twice in a row.
I can't help but think of two people: Zhu Junxuan and Li Feina.
Perhaps only by living under the deep sea with low oxygen, high resistance and high pressure all year round can one develop such superhuman speed. But why does the guy in front of him have an agility that rivals the father and daughter?
I was thinking like this, but my feet kept moving. In an alley like this, there may not be a way out at the other end. The walls on both sides are so high, this guy might even look at the wall and sigh.
After turning two more turns, it turned out that there was an idea ahead. I moved forward slowly, constantly adjusting the direction of the gun barrel, for fear that he would attack from some corner.
It was just as quiet as midnight. Except for one or two birds chirping in the distance, I could almost only hear my own footsteps and heartbeat.
I pressed my back tightly against the wall and moved forward step by step. Suddenly, a figure flew out from the door diagonally in front of me. I was as nervous as a bow with a full string, and I couldn't help but say something.
I fired a shot at the figure, only to realize that it was not that guy at all, but an aunt who lived in the alley. Fortunately, I was too nervous to aim and missed. Otherwise, I would have saved another life.
Just when the aunt screamed, I pointed the muzzle of the gun at the door where the aunt flew out, and subconsciously pulled the trigger. The guy probably used the aunt to attract my attention, and then pounced on me.
I was unprepared. But I didn't expect that the three shots I fired hit his shoulder blade, causing blood to spatter for a moment. The other two shots hit the pot lid, making two clanging sounds.
That's right, this guy actually got a pot lid from someone's house as a shield and ran towards me.
If he grabbed me in front of me, I might not be able to keep the gun in my hand. My only option was to pull the trigger repeatedly and shoot out all the bullets.
But there were at least seven rounds of bullets in this magazine. How could I finish shooting in such a short time? I saw that he had already gathered in front of me, gritted my teeth, dropped the pistol, and threw it towards the way he came.
Seeing that I was defenseless, the guy threw the pot lid at me. I raised my hand to block it, and the wound on my arm suddenly burst open. My elbow was hit by the pot lid again, making me weak and weak on the spot. The guy was unforgiving and hit me again.
The lid of the pot was slammed down, right at the Baihui point on the top of my head.
Maybe the wounds on my legs saved my life. Before he could smash the pot lid, I fell softly and fell backward. The edge of his pot lid hit my chin.
My whole face was so sore that I almost burst into tears.
At this moment, a bullet hit the ground. The guy in front of me and I looked at the same time. Li Qianyu, whose left shoulder was dripping with blood, had already picked up the pistol and pointed at him and walked over step by step.
This guy didn't dare to move any more. After a few seconds of stalemate, the aunt behind him howled like a slaughtered pig. Both Li Qianyu and I were stunned. In this gap, this guy had already made two strides and seemed to be flying.
He flew back to the room where the aunt flew out.
Li Qianyu and I were about to have no way out and fell into the vast sea of People's War. I ran over and kicked the door, but I groaned in pain. Not only the wound on my leg, but also because of the damn knee.
Li Qianyu was wearing shoes with heels and couldn't kick the door open. I said angrily: "How long have you been wearing this?"
Li Qianyu unscrewed the muffler and said, "Who knew this was going to happen! If it weren't for the positioning in the car, you would have been lying down!" As he said that, he raised his gun and fired two "bang, bang" shots at the door lock.
The lock opened in response, and the sound of the gunshot frightened the aunt next to her so much that she squatted on the ground, covering her head.
I was about to hit the door, but Li Qianyu stopped me and said, "I'll do it." She bumped her shoulder hard, and the door opened with a bang, and she rushed in. I was secretly glad that the wound on my arm was broken.
The police had no explanation.
There was no one in the house, so we looked upstairs and saw that the window on the third floor was open. Outside the window was the rooftop of the second floor opposite, which was two meters away from us. Li Qianyu cursed, "This grandson jumped so far."
, just as she was about to climb out and chase her, I grabbed her and said, "He's still in the house!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man burst out of the closet behind him and threw a pile of tattered clothes at Li Qianyu who was holding a gun. The sky was covered with tattered clothes and pants, and Li Qianyu was in a panic and did not dare to shoot, so he only used his hands to mess around.
Standing next to me, I was about to step forward to catch him, but I saw that he was as nimble as a mouse. After passing by me, he was wrapped in a quilt, put his hands on the window sill, and jumped down. Even three times
Building, he put the quilt under him, got up immediately after landing, and ran away along the alley.
I looked down and turned around and said: "Stop chasing us. The road below us is blocked from this road. Get out quickly." After that, Li Qianyu and I picked up two tattered clothes from the ground, wrapped our heads and faces, and got off.
Go upstairs.
The folks outside had already surrounded us. According to the speed at which the Shanghai police dispatched the police, if it were any later, we might not be able to escape. Li Qianyu and I had guns in our hands, so everyone didn’t dare to stop us and dodged one after another. Only then did we rush out.
Coming on the road,
When I ran outside to my car, I could hear the sound of the police car. I stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away like lightning. However, I didn't expect that the alley in front of me had built two concrete walls to prevent vehicles from disturbing the residents.
Fortunately, there was enough space in the middle to pass through. I gritted my teeth and rushed over. The car's left wheel arch all the way to the lower left corner of the trunk rubbed against the cement wall, splashing countless sparks.
Li Qianyu opened the glove box, grabbed a plastic bag, opened the car window and threw it out. It was filled with three-edged nails that looked like caltrops. I felt relieved, thinking that the police would not be able to catch up now.
"How do you know that person is still in the house?" Li Qianyu asked suddenly.
"Didn't you see a bloody handprint on the window?" I asked as I drove, "but there is no bloody fingerprint on the window frame."
"Oh," Li Qianyu understood and said, "With such a high window sill, he has to hold on to the window frame to go out. Who is this person?"
I glanced sideways at Li Qianyu and saw her gnashing her teeth non-stop. She was obviously very upset that she had let this guy go. Then she said, "This person is most likely the guy who sent you the photos."
After saying this, two thoughts suddenly came to my mind:
Does this person also want to eradicate Chen Ziqi and his gang? If so, isn't he my helper? Does he belong to the guard organization of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum?
Also, do Zhu Junxuan and Li Feina have anything to do with him?