Chapter 444 Assassination on the way (please subscribe)
His eyes suddenly lit up, and the corn and seaweed leaves coiled around his neck and arms disappeared completely, and the scratching sound suddenly stopped. A dark ditch blocked his eyes, and in front of him was a road. Under the night, there was a trace of
The white light comes.
The national highway heading south has arrived!
Iron-legged Poison Beggar Zhang Wu had a look of surprise on his face. He let out a long breath, placed his palms on his knees, propped up his body and gasped for air.
It’s not easy!
The wild ride almost cost him half of his life.
At the moment, he has completely lost his strength and fighting spirit.
After resting for a few minutes, the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu immediately crossed the ditch and stood by the avenue.
He looked north and saw a jeep approaching slowly from a distance.
The speed of the car was very slow. Through the lights inside, Zhang Wu saw that the driver was driving the steering wheel with one hand and lighting a cigarette with the other hand. Unfortunately, the lighter in his hand seemed to be broken and he was always lighting up.
Come without fire.
Zhang Wu, the poisonous beggar with iron legs, was delighted when he saw this, and he immediately struggled to meet him.
After a while, he came to the jeep, waved his hands repeatedly, and blocked the way.
There was a crunch! The jeep was forced to stop, and the driver stuck his head out, with an angry look on his face. Just when he was about to explode, the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu hurriedly took out his lighter from his pocket and shouted to the driver.
: "Comrade! How about taking me along with you?"
"Bah! Where are you from? Are you on your way in the middle of the night?" The driver frowned and looked at the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu with suspicion.
Zhang Wu, the iron-legged poisonous beggar, hurriedly stepped forward and explained with a smile: "The child is sick! I have to go to the village health center to get medicine. Please take me along with you!"
The driver frowned, looked up and down at the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu, then shook his head and said: "You look like you came out of a cornfield, what on earth do you do?"
The iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu saw that the driver was interrogating him. He took a step forward again, with a smile on his face, and explained to the driver: "Comrade, I took a shortcut in order to hurry up as quickly as possible. Comrade, please help me."
!The lighter in my hand is given to you."
"Oh? You smoke too? Do you have a cigarette?" the driver asked with a smile.
"Yes! Yes! I have a pipe! I'll give it to you too." The iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu hurriedly took out his big pipe from his pocket and prepared to hand it to the driver.
The driver glanced at the big pipe, nodded slightly and said, "I understand! You are the one I'm waiting for!" After saying that, the driver picked up the pistol from the driver's seat and pointed it at the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu.
"Bang bang bang bang!" Flames burst out and bullets sprayed out.
The moment the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu saw the pistol pointed at him, his heart suddenly trembled and he rolled down towards the ground.
However, it’s still a step too late!
His speed is much slower than that of regret, his body is much stiffer, and his limbs are no longer agile.
A bullet landed on his leg, causing him to twitch and fall to the ground involuntarily.
The iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu immediately crawled towards the dark ditch with difficulty. At this moment, it seemed that the dark ditch was his last life-saving straw and the fortress where he was hiding.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The gunfire rang out again, and the bullet landed on his back. The iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu's body bounced a few times, and he stopped moving at all.
The driver had already jumped out of the car. He walked over to the iron-legged poison beggar Zhang Wu, kicked the corpse on the ground, and observed it carefully.
The back of the corpse was covered in blood and stained red, while the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu had his entire face buried in the ground, with only half of his face and those big eyes that stared blankly visible.
"Haha!" The driver sneered, then put away the pistol and put it on his waist. He turned around and was about to get in the car.
The corpse on the ground suddenly pounced on him. The iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu’s scarlet eyes flashed, and he strangled the driver’s neck with his arms.
Poof! The sharp knife was inserted into the driver's lower back, completely paralyzing the driver.
This was Zhang Wu's last blow before his death. Almost all of the sharp knife in his hand penetrated the driver's body.
With a plop, the two fell to the ground at the same time.
The driver turned his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with regret. He pointed at the ferocious-looking iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu, speechless in pain.
Zhang Wu, the poisonous beggar with iron legs, was lying on his back, looking at the night with his eyes wide open.
At this moment, Lu Weidong, who was being chased, happened to see this scene. He was shocked, jumped up, landed on the road, and ran towards the jeep.
"Woof woof woof!" the police dog in Lu Weidong's arms roared. It had already smelled the enemy and its tail was wagging more and more fiercely.
When the driver saw Lu Weidong arriving, his face turned pale and he struggled to stand up. Unfortunately, his waist seemed to be nailed to the ground and he could not move even half a minute.
Lu Weidong rushed to the front. The driver raised the pistol in his hand, pointed it at Lu Weidong, and said sinisterly: "Boy! Are you here to chase the iron-legged poisonous beggar Zhang Wu? Now, if you let me go, I will let you too.
Yima. Let’s not interfere with the river! Otherwise, the gun in my hand will turn its back on you.”
Lu Weidong frowned, and his palm fell on the cowhide bag at his waist.
"Put it down! Put it down!" The driver was a little frightened when he saw this scene, and he shouted angrily.
However, just after he finished speaking, there was a flash of cold light, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Then, there was a clicking sound in his ears, and a huge backlash force came from his palm, making him gasp.
Numb, my palm involuntarily let go of the pistol.
Bang! A dull sound came, and the pistol fell to the ground and broke into two parts. The cross-section was so smooth, and there was a bright light under the night, which made the driver stunned and in disbelief.
After a long time, "This... ghost!" the driver screamed, his body twitching with fright, and his face looked horrified.
At this time, Lu Weidong was checking the situation of Zhang Wu, the poisonous beggar with iron legs.
Zhang Wu, the poisonous beggar with iron legs, was lying on his back with a pair of scarlet eyes staring at him. He was staring at the night, as if he was unwilling to close his eyes.
His pupils have lost their luster, he is dead!
The only thing left is this unwilling expression.
Zhang Wu, the poisonous beggar with iron legs, may have never thought that someone would be waiting for him here to kill him!
Why would anyone want to kill the iron-legged poisonous beggar?
Obviously, there is a possibility of silence!
Lu Weidong walked up to the driver and began to search for him.
There were banknotes, bullets, a large front door, matches, keys and other miscellaneous items. In addition, there was a dagger in his arms and a Modu watch on his arm. There was nothing else, not even a single piece of identification.
It seems that there is someone behind this person.
Lu Weidong looked around and saw that the avenue was empty, without any trace.
There is only a white mist covering the avenue, stretching into the distance with no end in sight.
This avenue is like someone's road, so pale and lonely under the night.