After firing all the bullets in the pistol, Huacuo threw the pistol out with all his strength, then held his head in his hands and slowly knelt down in a pool of blood on the road, crying bitterly.
Different from those dandies who are obsessed with life and die, Huacuo has achieved remarkable results since the day she became sensible: strong fighting skills, a stunt sniper in the Central China Military Region, a master's degree in management from a prestigious domestic school, elegant temperament, etc...
It was precisely because of Hua Cuo's hard work on herself that she was entrusted with the important task by the Yan family's father to join a killing team composed of elites from the seven major military regions in the country.
In fact, Hua Cuo did not disappoint those who supported her.
It was her 'excellent' performance that, while completing the task, put the blame firmly on Tang Peng's head——
If Tang Peng hadn't been lucky enough to come back alive, I believe Hua Cuo would be lying on the big bed in the Yunxiao Pavilion club having sweet dreams.
However, even if all six of her men were killed and she was in danger, Hua Cuo didn't think there was anything wrong with her treatment of Tang Peng.
What does it mean to sacrifice a Tang Peng for the benefit of the Yan family?
If necessary, she would not even frown if she had to die by mistake!
Hua Cuo, he should be a hero among girls!
Many people think so, including herself.
But now, the most outstanding woman in the history of the Yan family is holding her head in her hands, crying helplessly.
Tears splashed on the road, accompanied by Hua Cuo's cry: "Why, why do you torture me like this, why?"
Far, far away, the sound of police sirens came down the wind, interrupting Hua Cuo's whimpering.
"No, I can't stay here and wait for death. I have to escape. Only by leaving my life behind can I avenge today's hunting!"
Hua Cuo stood up suddenly, wiped away her tears with her backhand, looked into the dark distance and gritted her teeth and said: "Tang Peng, you must not let me live, otherwise, I will destroy your nine tribes!"
Before her tears dried, Hua Cuo had already made up her mind, turned over and walked quickly to the car, opened the door, got in, and started the car.
The car roared in the dark night and jumped forward like an arrow!
Generally speaking, when people are plunged into unknown and huge dangers, their spirits are almost broken and they are the most vulnerable.
The same goes for flower mistakes.
But after Baldhead and others were shot and killed one after another, and knowing that she would not escape death, Huacuo calmed down and didn't care at all where Tang Peng was hiding or on which road section he would hunt her down.
She just bit her lip tightly, stared straight ahead, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and reached the maximum speed without stopping!
Time passed minute by minute, and Tang Peng, who was hiding in the dark, never made any move, giving Hua Cuo a lucky illusion that he might have been thrown away because the car was traveling too fast.
Illusion, since he knew that this was just an illusion, Hua Cuo would not naively think that he was in danger, and the speed of the car still did not slow down at all.
I don't know how long it took, but when Huacuo's left foot became numb as she stepped on the accelerator, she checked the electronic navigation.
The car had already entered the territory of Nanfang City and was running along the outer ring road near Qilin Mountain in the northern suburbs. When the car passed the bridge in front, it would take two kilometers to get off the highway. It would take more than ten minutes at most to reach Qilin.
Mountain, saw the old man.
Hua Cuo raised his head and looked around, but there was still no movement around him.
Of course, the so-called movement here refers specifically to Tang Peng, not the vehicles on the highway.
In fact, when Huacuo drove this way, except for the two times when he was hunted and there were no vehicles passing by on the right side of the highway, there were vehicles driving normally at other times.
She also believed that the police somewhere must have sent a car to chase her here.
The car drove quickly onto the bridge.
The bridge is about thirty meters high and the river is five hundred meters wide. The river is flowing slowly eastward.
Looking at the bright water, a sneer appeared at the corner of Hua Cuo's mouth - the steering wheel was turned sharply to the right, and the Mercedes-Benz, which was reaching a speed of about 150 per hour, suddenly raised its head like a wild horse and pointed hard at the bridge railing.
Hit hard!
There were several loud clicks, clicks, and the heavy Mercedes-Benz slammed into the steel railing. With a low roar, it rose into the air, rolled over the railing, and rolled towards the wide water.
With a bang, the car hit the water hard and sank suddenly, but then floated up again and then sank again.
The black Mercedes-Benz sedan stayed on the water for two or three seconds before completely sinking under the water.
The river still flows eastward slowly, neither fast nor slow, never stopping.
…
Not long after the Mercedes-Benz sedan driven by Hua Tiao sank into the water, a flashing police car suddenly stopped next to the guardrail, which was twisted after being hit.
The car door opened, Tang Peng and Han Xuan walked down from it, and walked slowly to the bridge.
Looking at the wide water surface, Han Xuan said with a hint of admiration: "Hua Cuo is very smart and knew that the road ahead would be difficult and dangerous, so she jumped into the river to hide her whereabouts. It was a pity that Tang Da and the others were ambushing at the foot of Qilin Mountain.
Lost the target of hunting."
Tang Pengzhao clasped his hands behind his back, stared at the river for a moment, and said calmly: "No matter how smart she is, she has only one destination, and that is the 'nursing home' at the top of the west hill of Qilin Mountain."
Han Xuan nodded, turned around and walked towards the car first.
Tang Peng silently stared at the river for a while before walking back.
After Tang Peng closed the car door, Han Xuan started the car: "Young Master, I have a question."
Tang Peng was still looking at the railing of the bridge: "Are you wondering why I knew where Hua Cuo was going and who he was looking for?"
Han Xuan didn't say a word, but nodded slightly.
Tang Peng leaned on the driver's seat, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth without lighting it. His voice was very soft: "Someone specially sent me a text message to inform me of the route, time and final destination of Huacuo's trip south.
"
Han Xuan blurted out and asked: "Who is that person?"
Tang Peng shook his head: "I don't know - I only know that this person really hopes that Hua Miao will have an incident with the old man of the Yan family."
Han Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Is it Yan Dongwu?"
The secrets Min Rou told Tang Peng, he did not tell Pan Dongdong, but told Han Xuan, so Han Xuan knew.
Tang Peng frowned slightly and said uncertainly: "Logically speaking, this person should be Yan Dongwu, but I think it may not be him because there are too many doubts during this period."
Han Xuan didn't ask any more questions, but just accelerated the car. After the car had driven a few kilometers, he smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter who leaked the news. The important thing is that we want Hua Wan to die!"
Tang Peng also smiled: "Yes, you are right. Hua Miao must die - I want her to die in front of the old man of the Yan family. By the way, ask the old man, when he agreed to let me take the blame, what did he do?
Didn’t you think about today?”
…
After swimming underwater for about three or four minutes, Hua Cuo emerged and took a deep breath.
Although it is already the fifth month of the Gregorian calendar, the flowers in Nanfang City have already been blooming, and the girls on the street have already exposed their proud pink legs and snowy arms, but the river water is still very cold, even a bit icy.
In just a few minutes, the flowers were so cold that my lips turned white.
She gasped for air, slapped the water with her hands to keep warm, and looked back at the bridge.
Hua Cuo clearly saw that a police car with flashing lights had parked over there, and two people were standing by the bridge.
"Humph, Tang Peng, you didn't expect me to jump into the river, did you? Haha, if you also arranged people on the river, then I would have convinced you!"
Hua Cuo sneered, turned around and swam towards the shore.
If Hua Cuo drives to the west hill of Qilin Mountain and turns right off the expressway, it will only take about a quarter of an hour at most.
Now her car has sunk to the bottom of the river. Of course, she can't reach the top of the west mountain within a quarter of an hour, but it won't take much time.
Because this big river flows behind the west hill of Qilin Mountain - even if the road to the back mountain is difficult, she is absolutely sure that within forty minutes, she can climb the west hill and reach directly behind the house where the old man lives.
After climbing ashore, Hua Cuo shook her wet hair vigorously, then grabbed the grass and quickly climbed up the mountain.
During the climb, Hua Cuo thought of something: On the way to escape just now, he really shouldn't have been so nervous. He should have called Yan Dongming and asked him to send guards from the mountain to respond.
The old man of the Yan family, as one of the oldest red bosses in China, even if he spends his old age in the "countryside", he is always surrounded by eight masters of the Central Security Bureau.
In addition, the third uncle, that is, Wu Chengsan himself is also a master in this. If they allocate half of their strength to respond, even if they cannot kill Tang Peng and others, they can at least keep Hua Cuo safe.
It's a pity that Hua Cuo's nerves have been tense since the hunt began, and he completely forgot about it.
It was only now, after she was sure that she was out of Tang Peng's hunting clutches, that she thought about it.
However, the phone has been damaged by water.
But Hua Cuo didn't care. Anyway, as long as she could reach the old man safely - Tang Peng, there would be no chance to kill her.
And she can guarantee that no matter how vicious Tang Peng is and how bold he is to break into Qilin Mountain, he would not dare to face the old man.
Although the old man is now decrepit and powerless, his glorious past is a kind of strong qualifications: no one dares to go against the old man, including Jing Hengshan, the number one leader of China!
Because the old man of the Yan family has become a symbol of that era.
Hua Cuo believes that Tang Peng should understand this very well.
Thinking of this, Huacuo was suddenly filled with infinite strength. Even though the mountain road behind the mountain was rugged as she headed south, her steps were still fast.
In thirty-three minutes, it only took more than half an hour. Hua Cuo had climbed the winding path that usually took forty minutes and arrived at the back of the house where the old man lived.
Looking at the low buildings not far away and the towering trees around, Huacuo took a deep breath and ran over, almost jumping.