Regardless of the situation on site, it seems to be stable.
But in fact, Yang Bei was extremely panicked. He was not really a special agent and did not have such outstanding skills.
I was able to get here entirely because of my experience in the mountains and my ability to take medicine.
But the medicine on him has been used up, and there is only some intoxicating medicine left, which is the ether just found from Liu Mengyao. The other party has to inhale it directly to paralyze the other party.
But at such a long distance, how could a bird be used?
A silver needle is far less useful than a pistol.
To put it bluntly, he had no means to deal with Hall.
And just when he was worried, Hall had already taken action. He suddenly sneered, took out a knife from his waist, slowly pressed it to Shen Hongyan's face, and sneered: "You really don't care about her. Life or death?"
In an instant, the hair on Shen Hongyan's body stood on end.
Yang Bei also screamed in his heart: "Not good!"
Hall was afraid that Yang Bei would suddenly become violent while he was shooting at Shen Hongyan.
Because once Shen Hongyan died, those who came no longer had any scruples.
Can.
Why did he insist on killing Shen Hongyan?
The person who wanted to watch didn't care about Shen Hongyan and didn't need to shoot at all: the thin saber lightly scratched the side of Shen Hongyan's face.
The cold feeling immediately made Shen Hongyan's heart hang in her throat.
The gun is very lethal.
The pressure it can bring is far less intuitive than a sharp knife.
Because the bullet has to be fired to know how powerful it is.
But how sharp the tip of the knife is, Shen Hongyan can feel it on her skin, hair, and every nerve!
Hall laughed ferociously: "If you really don't care about her life or death, then you definitely don't care either. How about I dig out one of her eyes?"
The tip of the knife slowly traveled to Shen Hongyan's eyelashes. She was so frightened that she did not dare to breathe loudly, and begged for mercy tremblingly: "No, please -"
"It's useless if you beg, but it's useful if he begs."
Hall's poor Chinese was usually funny, but now it was so eerie. Yang Bei stared at the faint glint of cold light in the darkness, and his whole body's nerves became tense.
Hall licked his tongue: "I'll give you five seconds to think about it. If you don't want me to dig out her eyes, put down the gun!"
"Five, four..."
Five numbers are almost longer than a lifetime.
Shen Hongyan trembled all over and closed her eyes tightly: She was not related to her, so how could she throw away her gun just for her one eye?
You know, once you lose your weapons, it is tantamount to giving your life away!
Finally, the five-word count came to an end.
As the word "one" came out of Hall's mouth softly, Shen Hongyan was almost desperate to the extreme when she heard a snapping sound coming from the entrance of the cave.
Yang Bei, lost his gun.
In an instant, Hall burst out laughing: "Don't you care a lot? Hmm? Mr. Secret Service."
Shen Hongyan was stunned. After she felt that the cold front under her eyelids had disappeared, she opened her eyes tremblingly.
I saw the shadow in front of the cave, standing with arms hanging down, taking a deep breath: "You win."
"I know, kick the gun over here."
After Hall gave the order, the opponent kicked the ground.
Immediately, a dark pistol rolled in front of Hall.
He let go of Shen Hongyan, bent down to pick it up, played with it with satisfaction, then raised his hand and shot: Bang!
The bullet whizzed over and hit Yang Bei's leg directly. Shen Hongyan was so frightened that she screamed: "Ah!"
The huge impact made Yang Bei stagger, unable to hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?!"
Shen Hongyan was frightened and rushed over to see his injuries.
She also wanted to know who was willing to throw away the gun to protect her.
Hall didn't give her a chance and grabbed Shen Hongyan.
Yang Bei raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you think you can run away? The police will arrive soon."
"Hmph, by the time the police arrive, we will have left Xiangzhou long ago."
Hall laughed heartily and dragged Shen Hongyan toward the entrance of the cave. When he passed Yang Bei, he raised his hand and stepped on his feet: "You should be lucky that I am a principled killer and will not attack passers-by easily. You should be more fortunate that if I kill you, I won’t get any money.”
However, Shen Hongyan struggled desperately and was no longer afraid of being threatened: "Let me go, let me go!"
People were shot because of her, how could she just sit back and watch?
But with her little strength, how could she break free?
When Hall held her down and quickly walked out of the cave, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned around: "Are you really not Yang Bei?"
This person says he is not Yang Bei, right?
Hall is not a fool, so of course he needs to confirm.
Yang Bei sat on the ground, turned his head to look at him with difficulty, and suddenly laughed: "Haha, hahaha."
"why are you laughing?"
Hall's face looked a little strange: Is he crazy?
Can't you see that he has no way to escape and is at his wits' end?
Yang Bei coughed dryly: "I'm really not Yang Bei. Maybe Yang Bei is right behind you?"
"Haha, it seems you are really crazy."
Hall sneered: "Do you think that all these years of being a killer were in vain? I wouldn't notice someone behind me?"
As he spoke, he saw the flashlight on the ground with the faint light.
He bent down and picked it up, ready to look at the other person's face.
Although in Hall's eyes, Asians all look similar.
But he has a photo of Yang Bei in his arms. As long as he sees his face clearly, he can recognize him.
But the moment he bent down, he suddenly stiffened.
There was a faint sound of breathing coming from behind him. It wasn't Shen Hongyan's. The guy was in a hurry and his breathing was quite disordered.
And this breathing sound is extremely smooth and full of energy.
who?
He stood up suddenly, drew his gun and was about to shoot in the back, but as soon as he turned around, there was a flash of silver in front of his eyes, and at the same time, blood spattered everywhere: stabbed.
Then, the gun clattered to the ground.
along with a few fingers.
Instantly, Hall felt severe pain on his right hand: his finger had been chopped off!
"ah!!"
With a scream, he staggered back a few steps, covering his severed hand and looking at the person coming in horror.
She is a graceful figure.
She has a beautiful figure and looks like a woman at first glance.
It was this person who came up behind me silently and cut off my finger.
Who is this person?
Why was there no movement at all when he came behind me? Hall had ten thousand questions in his mind, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to ask.
The dagger in the woman's hand was flying like a silver flower, flying towards his throat.
Hall was completely panicked. He didn't care about his hand injury and rushed towards Shen Hongyan as quickly as possible.
He must kidnap Shen Hongyan again, otherwise, without any protection, he will definitely die: he does not have the confidence to shoot this woman to death with a gun with his left hand!
But it's too late.
The silver flower danced by the dagger had already reached his throat: Stab!
The sound of the blade piercing the skin was the last sound Hall heard when he expired.
Immediately, the whole person fell to the ground helplessly.
Totally dead.
This was the first time Shen Hongyan saw a dead person. She staggered back a few steps, sat on the ground and covered her mouth, retching.
Yang Bei looked at the woman's shadow and smiled miserably: "You're finally here."