The first thousand six hundred and seventy-ninth chapters
There was lingering fear in Xie Jing's eyes. No one knew that he had a life-and-death experience in the Golden Triangle. At that time, he accidentally fell into a battle between the local drug lord and Wolf Fang, and had a brief relationship with the Wolf King.
Contact, almost death.
The Wolf King is a pure killing machine, the god of death on the battlefield, and a true professional soldier!
If he hadn't pretended to be dead at that time and the situation was very urgent for the Wolf Fang Team, he might have died long ago.
From that day on, the Wolf King became a lingering nightmare in his mind, and he still has nightmares even today.
Xie Jing knew that even if they escaped, they would definitely not be able to escape the Wolf King's pursuit. Even if there was no Wolf King, there would definitely be others. The only ones who could escape the pursuit were the dead!
"Only dead people will not notice me!" A cold light flashed in Xie Jing's eyes.
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In the cabin, three gangsters were guarding the hostages.
At this time, a gangster looked in the direction of the stern of the boat, with a lewd smile on his face, waved the imitation MP5 in his hand, and said with a lewd smile: "How long do you think it will take for that old guy to be solved?"
"I bet for 10 minutes!"
A guy heard this and had the same lewd smile on his face.
"I'll bet for 5 minutes!" Another guy also said with a lewd smile.
The person who just started to speak immediately cursed: "You two bastards look down on the old ghost too much. You don't want to see how the old ghost usually treats us. Do brothers curse people like this behind their backs? I
How about betting for half a minute and the winner is 100,000?"
"Tch!" The other guy showed a look of disdain.
At this time, Zheng Qiang lowered his head and got in, and looked at the hostages. When the hostages saw Zheng Qiang, their faces turned a little pale, and they closed their mouths tightly and did not speak.
Zheng Qiang glanced around and said, "Where is the old ghost?"
"Going to the back." One person winked at Zheng Qiang and said, "It's best not to disturb him now."
Zheng Qiang understood instantly and cursed: "Fuck, you're really going to find trouble for me!"
"Second brother, what did the boss say?" another person asked.
Zheng Qiang repeated Xie Jing's words, and then said: "The people from the soul group will meet us on the high seas, so don't worry."
"Soul Group, what kind of organization is that?"
Liu Dong huddled in the corner with his head in his hands. Hearing the conversation of these gangsters, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Even if he was held hostage, he did not panic. If he could not maintain a state of being unfazed, he would not be able to sit down.
From this position, I carefully observed the gangsters, looking for opportunities to escape.
Zheng Qiang said a few more words to them, then lowered his head and got out.
At this time, Liu Dong suddenly heard a slight strange sound coming from outside. He turned his head and looked at the window, and found that it seemed a bit dim. He didn't find anything else strange, so he looked away again.
But then his body trembled. It was still morning, and the direction of their sailing should be towards the east. This is the fastest route out of the Chinese sea. According to this direction, plus the current time, this side should be heading towards the east.
It was illuminated by the sun, so how could there be such a large shadow blocking the sunlight?
Liu Dong thought of this and looked over quickly, and saw a hand suddenly appearing outside the window, with his thumb and index finger forming a circle and covering the other hand.
Before Liu Dong could figure it out, the hand disappeared again. It seemed that the scene that just appeared was an illusion.
But Liu Dong knew that it was definitely not an illusion. He had indeed seen it just now, and then his body shook. Someone came to save them.
But what does that gesture mean?
Liu Dong thought about it and couldn't figure out what this gesture meant. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. People can always do many incredible things in a state of crisis. Finally, he recalled it just based on his impression.
Basic theoretical courses that I studied at the police academy.
It was a kind of action sign language that could communicate silently during the action, and the gesture just now was asking him what the suspect meant!
It's hard for Liu Dong to think of this gesture. As the head of the Linhai Maritime Safety Bureau, he doesn't have many opportunities to go to the scene in person, and even if he does, it will be some civil disputes at most. After all, what kind of armed forces are there nowadays?
Conflicts rarely occur, and many of the things I learned in the past have long been forgotten.
Liu Dong could think of the meaning of this gesture, and he was very excited. He suddenly hit his head on the deck of the cabin three times.
"what are you doing?"
When the three gangsters saw Liu Dong's behavior, they came over with fierce faces, and one of them stepped on Liu Dong's chest hard.
Liu Dong almost lost his temper and cursed: "What are you doing? I will fuck your ancestors!"
"Damn it, this old boy is looking for death!"
When the three gangsters saw that the hostages who were supposed to be obedient had the courage to scold themselves, they immediately became angry.
At this moment, none of them noticed that a figure suddenly appeared silently at the door of the cabin.
Seeing this figure, the hostages in the cabin suddenly widened their eyes, and then closed their mouths tightly, for fear that the three gangsters would notice something strange about them.
Just when Liu Dong attracted the attention of the three gangsters, Ye Qiu had already touched the back of the three men and patted the two men standing behind.
The two people turned around reflexively and were shocked when they saw a strange man standing in front of them.
Ye Qiu showed a bloodthirsty smile to the two people, then shook his arm, and the saber in his hand quickly passed by the throats of the two gangsters.
"Pfft!"
Two slight sounds rang out, and the two gangsters were seen standing still, and then a blood line suddenly appeared on their necks, and then the crack got bigger and bigger, and finally blood spurted out.
The two people covered their necks and looked at Ye Qiu with horrified eyes, wanting to shout to alert their companions, but the knife just now had all the blood vessels and vocal cords cut, and they could only make a weak sound.
As if they were breathing heavily, their eyes gradually became lifeless, and finally turned completely gray.
"What's wrong with you two?" The last gangster turned his head in confusion when he heard that his two companions were silent. Then he was equally horrified to see a strange man standing behind him. His body trembled and he quickly reacted.
He took out a dagger from his waist and prepared to stab Ye Qiu.
In combat at this distance, guns are not necessarily faster than cold weapons.
But Ye Qiu was faster than him. With a flick of his arm, he held the saber in his hand, and then stabbed it upwards. With a "puff" sound, it penetrated the opponent's jaw, the tip of the knife penetrated the back of the head, and then covered the opponent's mouth.
He twisted his wrist hard, then pulled out the saber, and blood spurted out.
The gangster grabbed the dagger and tried to swing it, but his body began to become weak. He felt that his life was gradually passing away, and finally his vision went black and he lost consciousness.