Unlike being hunted, robbed, or assassinated, hunting has an obvious contemptuous meaning.
Whether it is assassination, pursuit, or robbery, the ultimate goal is to kill the target quickly and by any means necessary.
But hunting alone has its own unique meaning.
As the name suggests, hunting means hunting.
When a hunter is hunting, although he has to kill the prey in the end, he enjoys the sense of accomplishment when killing the prey. Just like a cat catches a mouse, it does not rush to eat it first, but eats it after it has had enough fun.
That way.
Now, Hua Cuo clearly realized that she was a mouse being played with by a cat that should be called "Tang Peng".
Otherwise, it would be impossible for those dark shadows with powerful firepower to just kill the two guards in front and then hide quickly.
Their temporary retreat was not because they were afraid of getting the wrong flower, nor because they didn't want to kill her, but because they were creating an atmosphere for her: an atmosphere of fear.
They will definitely kill Hua Wong, but they will not let her die quickly. They will let her fully 'enjoy' the fear of being surrounded by death before she dies.
It can be said with great authority that hunting is the most cruel type of killing.
Of course, the premise is that the hunter must be strong. If you are left unarmed to deal with a lion, it is not called hunting, but called death.
Hua Cuo has always believed that she is powerful. She is backed by the Yan family, one of the top three aristocratic families in China. She is also an absolute leader in the Central China Military Region. What is even more valuable is that she has a careful mind that ordinary people do not have...
In a word: Huacuo is the strong man in this world.
But now, she is being hunted by a more powerful enemy.
The driver was a bald man.
The bald man turned to look at Hua Cuo: "Master Hua, what should we do? Should we keep going, go back, or sit down and wait for the local police!"
According to normal people's thinking, since Hua Tiao and his party were attacked by a sniper, the most important thing to do is to turn around and return to Beijing, or else call the police and call for reinforcements.
But Hua Cuo knew very well that she couldn't retreat at all now. Maybe as soon as the car turned around, those black figures would appear on the roadside and shoot at them with powerful firepower.
You can't just stay where you are, because in the flat terrain around you, others can kill them one by one with a sniper rifle from a long distance away.
There is only one way, keep moving forward.
Although this is the original intention of the hunter, only by moving forward can Hua Cuo see the hope of survival.
What's more, Hua Cuo has concluded that even if someone snipers at them again, the one who will be killed will only be the car behind them, not her.
The hunter wants to keep her until the end, and only then attacks her after she has had enough of the fear of death.
If this is the case, then I may not have a chance! Huacuo sneered in his heart and said lightly: "Keep moving forward at the fastest speed. No matter what accident happens next, you are not allowed to stop!"
"good!"
The bald man agreed, turned the steering wheel sharply, adjusted the front of the car and stepped on the accelerator. The car rushed into the rain and fog like an arrow from the string...
After the car restarted, both the bald man and the people in the car behind were paying close attention to the guardrail on the right in front.
The companion sitting in the passenger seat also placed the pistol with the safety on at the window. Whenever he saw any black shadow on the right front, he would shoot without hesitation.
The car drove forward at a fast speed, and for more than an hour, it never encountered any accidents.
But Hua Cuo and others did not relax their vigilance. Even when they drove into a transfer station to refuel, they were sufficiently vigilant.
The two cars filled up their gases one after another, rushed out of the transfer station and continued on their way.
Half an hour later, the road ahead became dry and the moon appeared overhead.
It seems that it has never rained here.
"Hua Shao, we will enter Central China in less than a hundred kilometers!"
The bald man driving the car glanced at the navigation system and reported to Hua Cuo in a low voice.
Hua Cuo didn't speak, but nodded slowly.
"Hua Shao, have those people been abandoned by us?"
The bald man couldn't help but asked again.
After his companions were attacked, Baldhead also realized that the enemy hiding in the dark was going to hunt down his group, and his nerves were always tense.
However, it seemed that more than two hours had passed, and the distance was almost halfway, but no accidents happened again, so I started to think that I was lucky.
Hua Cuo raised her hand, rubbed her stiff face, shook her head and said, "Not necessarily, it's better to be more careful!"
The bald man agreed and raised his hands in front of his face: On the road beyond the guardrail, there were two bright lights coming from the opposite direction, which dazzled him.
"Damn it, is it necessary to use hernia bright lights on the highway now?"
The bald man cursed in a low voice, and after 'passing by' these two bright lights, he subconsciously glanced at the reflector.
Then, the bald man was horrified to find that the car with the bright lights suddenly braked suddenly.
With the screeching sound of brakes, the car came to a crooked stop beside the guardrail.
As soon as it stopped, a string of thick dark red flames erupted from behind the car, targeting the car of his companion behind the bald head.
"not good!"
The bald man roared, stamped his feet, and pressed on the brakes.
Hua Cuo looked back suddenly: We are here after all.
Before the car came to a stop, Hua Cuo and Bald Duo jumped out of the car. Just as they were about to raise their hands to shoot at the place where the flames were coming out! The flames, which looked extremely dazzling in the dark night, turned around first and pointed this way. Start sweeping and spraying.
"Lie down quickly!"
Hua Cuo screamed, threw herself on the ground, rolled, and rolled under the car.
The bald head and his companions did not have such a sensitive reaction as Hua Cuo. They only had time to make a move to lie down, and their bodies suddenly started to tremble. Big flowers of blood splashed from their bodies, causing their hearts to tremble. Even after being punched through, he couldn't even fall to the ground. He was still shaking there like a swing.
A bullet hit the steel guardrail, sending up a stream of dark red sparks that quickly bounced back towards Hua Cuo and shot towards the bottom of the car.
Hua Cuo rolled over in time, and the bullet hit the road hard, rebounded again, hit the bottom of the car with a clang, and then fell down, rolling next to Hua Cuo.
Hua Cuo quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hot bullet, his eyes quickly filled with bloodshot eyes: Ban's heavy machine gun armor-piercing bullet.
Suddenly, suddenly! The gunshots stopped, and the flames disappeared immediately, and then there was the sound of violent friction between the tires and the road surface as the tires rotated rapidly, and with a low roar, the Nissan pickup truck carrying the squad heavy machine gun was absolutely dead. Gone to dust.
Hua Cuo clutched the bullet tightly, not caring that it had burned her palm, and just stayed there stupidly under the car. It wasn't until a car horn sounded from the opposite road that she suddenly woke up. The bottom of the car rolled out.
Suddenly, there was not a single car on the road where cars were supposed to be coming and going, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet, with only the smell of blood filling the air and the chattering sound of Hua Cuo's teeth.
Hua Cuo glanced at the two bald people who were already dead, clutching the bullet that was connected to her palm in her left hand, and holding the pistol in her right hand, she staggered to the car behind them.
That car had been beaten into an iron sieve by a squad heavy machine gun that could fire six hundred rounds of armor-piercing bullets per minute. The two men inside who only paid attention to the road on the right, just like the two bald men, were beaten into shape. .
Blood dripped from the bullet holes that penetrated the car door and flowed downwards.
Looking at the two men who were still staring at death, Hua Cuo bit her lips and came to the back of the car trembling. Then she suddenly raised her left fist and hit the roof of the car hard. At the same time, she looked up to the sky and screamed: "Tang Peng, Tang Peng, where are you? Come out, come out and fight me to the death. Come out, come out and fight me to the death!"
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One thousand three hundred meters away from the shooting scene, a blue and white police car was parked.
Tang Peng, who was wearing a police uniform, stood on the roof of the flashing car, put down the high-power infrared telescope in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sarcasm, and murmured: "Hua Cuo, are you calling me? Haha, I won't go out for the time being, because you haven't died yet!! In fact, you should have expected this outcome after learning that I returned to China safely, and you should have been prepared to pay the price. , but why are you so hysterical!"
Han Xuan, who was also wearing a police uniform, stood in front of the car door. After Tang Peng jumped off the roof of the car, he asked: "Young Master, are you sure you want to let her go home?"
Tang Peng nodded: "Yes, let her go home! For the sake of her being a beauty, we cannot let her die in the wild. If she has to die, she must die at home, so that she may die with more peace of mind!"
If what Tang Peng is saying now is heard by Hua Cuo, no matter what kind of curse he will get, he will definitely shudder: His heart is so cruel that he wants her to die on the doorstep of his home. When you see your greatest hope, take everything away from her.
Only in this way can Hua Cuo die in peace to a greater extent.
Han Xuan didn't think Tang Peng was cruel in doing this, because Hua Cuo deserved what he did. When he thought of No Man's Land in Babylon 32, he just felt that torturing Hua Cuo in this way was too merciful. She really should have been punished. She captured her alive, cut off her face, pulled out her tongue, gouged out her eyes, chopped off her limbs, and put her in a jar full of soy sauce...
To deal with a woman who is vicious at heart, you can only use more vicious methods.
Han Xuan took the telescope handed over by Tang Peng, looked into the distance for a moment, took out his mobile phone, quickly edited a short message, and sent: Tang Da, proceed as planned.
"Tang Peng, where are you? Come out and fight me to the death. Come out, come out, woo woo woo!"
Hua Cuo looked up to the sky and shouted, raised his hand and pointed the gun at the moon, and pulled the trigger.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, gunshot, monotonous and crisp, but extremely hollow,