He did not notice the two women looking at him in the cemetery. The gazes of innocent passers-by would not normally arouse his vigilance.
He rarely comes to the cemetery, or in other words, except for some necessary tasks, this is the first time he has come here to pay homage to someone.
Things like worshiping people used to be meaningless in his opinion. Building a cemetery after a person dies does not mean that the person can live relying on the cemetery. After death, he disappears. As for the corpse, whether it is placed in the cemetery,
Burning it with fire, throwing it into a pool, or eating it will have no effect on the dead person.
Why did he come here? He couldn't tell. It was a kind of sustenance, a kind of guilt, or the death of Natalie had indeed left a certain mark on his heart. This was natural. He was not a completely emotionless robot.
But when he came to the cemetery, apart from cleaning it wholeheartedly, he found that he really had nothing to say.
What kind of person you are, and what kind of person I am, I can’t understand anymore. Even if there was concealment and deception, by the end, it should be clear...
After coming out of the cemetery, he was soaked all over. He got a room in a nearby hotel, took a shower, changed clothes, drank a cup of coffee, and recalled Natalie. There was only one thing that confused him now, Natalie.
When Li finally passed away, she said something in his arms. However, a little more than two years later, she can no longer remember exactly what she said. Except for the life before she experienced the training of a killer at the age of ten, this
It is the only blind spot in all his memories.
After evening, as the sky gradually darkened, he listened to music and ate a generous portion of steak in the restaurant downstairs of the hotel, and then took a taxi to the place where he had an appointment with Minamoto no Yoricho.
Speaking of which, Paris is actually the most chaotic place in France. Although it cannot be generalized, in general, it is especially obvious in the north. It is widely said that Paris is free and romantic, but in fact, it is conceivable that words such as freedom and romance are related to personality.
Publicity and maverick are inseparable. Due to the continuous light rain today, there are almost no people walking around in some of the more remote residential areas in the 18th District. Only rows of street lights are shining in the cold.
Performing their work in the rain, he walked through the passage of an old building and walked into the room. He saw three people inside and the black muzzle of a gun pointed at them at the same time.
Minamoto Norai is wiping the parts of the pistol at the table. He is wearing a blue and white sportswear on one side and has his hands in his pockets. The man who looks quite sunny is Rimaki Daoxu, whom he has not seen for a long time. Of course, he is also
I am not looking forward to meeting this guy. Although we have no friendship, once we meet him, it also means we will meet his partner Zhushen Wunian.
"Hey, poor Chinese kid."
The man in a black trench coat raised a pistol with a silencer the moment he entered the door, grinned at the same time, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
He turned his head, and the bullet passed by his ear. The wall behind him exploded immediately, sending stone fragments flying.
"Hey, poor android."
The seemingly indifferent conversation, in an extremely short period of time, two more bullets exploded on the wall, stone fragments flew in all directions, the distance between the three bullets was more than one meter apart on the wall, and when the voice
When it fell, Zhushen Wunian's body was already being approached by the roar. The figure's right hand danced in a big circle in the air, instigating the wind, and rolled Zhushen Wunian's gun-holding arm in, pressing down, and there was a sound in the air.
A huge whirlpool rolled up.
puff--
The fourth bullet was fired and passed through the space under the armpit. The tiles on the floor shattered and splashed. Zhushen Wunian's arm was pressed down, as if being sucked into the vortex. His body leaned forward slightly, trying to escape.
By then, the gun in his hand had been knocked away.
The pistol flew in the direction of Liming Daoxu. Liming Daoxu still had a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to catch it. Suddenly, he saw Bai Ye's clothes moved slightly while he was fighting with the gods Wu Nian. A gun muzzle came from the side.
He leaned out, retracted his hand like lightning, and the gunshot with a silencer rang out. Zhushen Wunian's pistol was knocked away with a bang, flew past his side, and touched the wall behind him, but
It bounced back again.
He stretched out his hand to pick it up again, but Wu Nian, the gods who seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool, suddenly retreated, turned around, and waved his left hand, and the sound of breaking wind sounded violently, as if the entire space was torn apart.
.On the side, Minamoto Yoritomo, who was pressing the silencer on the pistol, pointed the muzzle of the gun over intentionally or unintentionally, and the pistol came into contact with the fingertips of Rimei Michio.
There was a sound of "Boom", and countless stone powder fell down. On the wall next to the door, a trace of damage nearly three meters long and about one centimeter deep was pulled out by the wind brought by the gods Wu Nian's wave.
, the gun flying out from Liming Daoxu's fingertips hit the wall again, and fell to the ground with a few thuds.
The room became quiet, with only the dust still falling on the walls.
The four of them now all held a gun in their hands. Zhushen Wu Nian and Bai Ye were pointing at each other. Minamoto Yori Chaochuang and Liming Daoxu were also holding guns. They looked at each other seemingly casually, and the air just solidified.
If anyone else is watching, this is just a few seconds of conversation. It turns from stillness to silence suddenly. He enters the door. Zhushen Wunian fires four shots in a row. Then the gun is shot away. Li Mingdao
Xu stretched out his hand to take it, he knocked the gun away, and then Yuan Yori shot at Souang. God Wu Nian had already waved the wind blade that broke through the air, breaking the wall with a crash, it was still raining outside the window, and the yellow light in the room was
Shake slightly.
A few seconds later, Liming Daoxu raised his hands first and laughed: "I surrender. I am not on the same side as this militarist. Just shoot him and kill him. I won't say anything... Do you want some coffee?"
I'll go out and buy it."
Minamoto no Yori's eyes were always lowered, and he wiped the gun in his hand with a blue handkerchief. After another two seconds, Bai Ye put down his left hand holding the gun and pointed to the corner of the room: "There is coffee there."
The gods Wu Nian spread their hands, looked at Yuan Lai Chao Chuang, and then at Liming Daoxu. After a long while, they curled their lips and said: "You are not patriotic..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not patriotic, but I love you, Wu Nian... Bai Ye, do you want some creamer in your coffee? Oh, by the way, your recent code name is Bai Ye..."
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Two hours later, Minamoto Yori and his partner walked out of the building and walked along the eaves that provided shelter from the rain to a nearby intersection.
"Let's move forward to tomorrow." Minamoto Yori Toso said, "You met your target today, what was the result?"
"The bodyguard's vigilance is okay, but it's not a big problem. Tomorrow...he met Charlie Wilson who came from the United States in the afternoon. Is this Charlie the target of the gods?"
"I checked and it is indeed true."
"Okay, let's make plan No. 2 tomorrow afternoon."
After walking through the interface, they disappeared into the rain curtain from different directions.
six,
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the rain gradually became lighter and almost stopped. By a small forest not far from the deputy mayor's residence in Paris, a man in a black trench coat tightened his clothes and looked toward the street.
Looking over there, he occasionally turned back to talk to Li Ming Daoxu, who was lighting a cigarette three or four meters away.
"Do you think the sportswear you wore today is a little too conspicuous? Are you sure you don't want to change it?"
"I don't intend to kill anyone today. I am a sunny boy, and wearing sportswear like this is my hobby. What's more, even if you dress like a Gestapo..." The rain is falling, even if you stand under the tree, you want to light a cigarette.
Still a little affected, Liming Daoxu lowered his head and nodded a few times, "Well...even if you dress like a Gestapo, you will still be seen standing under the streetlight..."
Zhushen Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the street lamp above his head: "I stand in a place with light so that I can see the target more clearly when it comes."
Liming Daoxu lowered his head to smoke and ignored him. After more than ten seconds, he raised his head and blew out a smoke ring and nodded: "That makes sense."
During such a conversation, three cars had already driven over from a distance and stopped at the entrance of the official residence. The bodyguards in the car began to get out of the car, followed by the deputy mayor of Paris Baoping. The gods turned around and said: "He
Here you go, shall you shoot or shall I?"
"I said I won't kill anyone today."
"There's no need to kill people. The purpose of our coming here is to warn them. It's very enjoyable." Zhu Shen Wu Nian looked at him a few times, a little regretful, "If you don't shoot, then I will."
There were no pedestrians on the whole street. A man in a black coat stood under the streetlight here, which had attracted the attention of the bodyguard over there. Several people were looking over here. Zhushen Wu Nian spread his hands and looked out from his clothes.
He pulled out his pistol, and at the same time, someone suddenly shouted over there.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang——
The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the night, and the fire lit up in the rain and fog. Then, the bullets also made sparks on the car body. Several dozen meters away, two bodyguards were shot in the head, and blood mist flew.
, when the gods put away their guns and turned around to walk into the woods, there was already chaos behind them, and at the same time, there were even more exciting gunshots.
The bullets fired from over there hit the street light pole and the woods, causing branches and leaves to fall down. Zhushen Wu Nian shrank his neck subconsciously. Li Ming Daoxu looked at the two dead people and the bullet broke his side.
Trunk: "You said you wouldn't kill anyone today."
"I shot casually. It was an accident and can be forgiven." Gods Wu Nian smiled sinisterly, "I was saving people. Someone wanted to kill him. I gave him a warning. You should praise me... hum.
, let’s see how they kill..."
"Oh, but I think this kind of warning will only make more people die..."
Amidst the gunfire, the two men walked deeper into the woods.
seven,
When I woke up in the morning, the room was as warm as spring, and the aroma of breakfast was already coming from the kitchen.
"...Deputy Mayor Bao Ping was shot by a mysterious man last night. Two bodyguards died in the gun battle. The police are currently involved in investigating the matter. Details..."
The French morning news was being played on the TV. Yahan's French had not been used for several years. Now that she came here, she almost subconsciously restored her ability to listen and read French, and recognized the content of the news on the TV. She lay lazily on the bed.
After sitting for a while, Yahan turned to look out the window. The rain had stopped, but the temperature was so low that it could be seen that the scenery in the field of vision had thick traces of frost. Inadvertently, she remembered what she had seen in the cemetery yesterday.
The scene that arrived.
In the rain curtain, the man squatted there, scrubbing the tombstone in front of him, his eyes lonely and focused...
Natalie Annis.
I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve heard this name somewhere.
She took a deep breath, then shook her head suddenly, slapped her cheeks with both hands, and put the matter behind her: "Get up."
Porridge was being cooked in the kitchen, and Li Ruolin was answering a phone call from someone in the living room. Yahan greeted her with his eyes, went into the bathroom to wash his face and then brushed his teeth. He heard exclaimed from time to time: "Wow...
Really? No way..." I don't know what earth-shattering gossip I'm talking about.
The porridge in the kitchen was boiling at this time. Li Ruolin dragged the phone cord and wanted to run over. Yahan also ran to the stove with a toothbrush in her mouth and a mouthful of foam to turn off the fire and cool down. She waved to Li Ruolin and asked her to go back and continue gossiping.
Not long after, Li Ruolin hung up the phone and rushed over with excitement on her face: "That's amazing, Yahan, you still remember that Natalie's tombstone we saw yesterday, right?"
"What's wrong?"
Yahan walked back to rinse her mouth, and Li Ruolin followed her, chirping: "I asked some people nearby to check, because the man you were very interested in yesterday looked very Chinese. As long as he is an Oriental, there is no one here.
He was in a small circle, and if he asked around he would probably be able to meet him, so I told him that I had a friend who was very interested in him and called several people..."
Yahan wanted to cry a little, and banged the toothbrush on the cup: "You said that, I don't need to live anymore. People will think that I covet that man. I'm just a little curious, okay... No,
Curiosity is not that kind of curiosity..."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's more reserved in China. It's normal for women to chase men here... No, that's not what I meant. I didn't say you wanted to chase him. You were curious. I just said I was curious... You know this
I knew most of the people around me, so I looked for a few relatively close friends and asked if any Chinese or Oriental people had a girlfriend named Natalie Annes, or if they knew Natalie Annes directly.
People from Sri Lanka are fine. You know, since she is here, she must live nearby. Who knows, she doesn’t know anyone, but a friend of mine just called me and said that she is there. Although I don’t know if there is one nearby.
This man and this woman, but if you just say the name Natalie Annis, that would be outrageous."
"What's wrong?"
"The Duke of Westminster in England has an adopted daughter, also named Natalie Annes."
Yahan frowned: "I remembered, I have indeed heard of this name before, no wonder it looks familiar."
Li Ruolin liked gossip the most. Seeing Yahan's cooperation, her interest became even higher, and she made a mysterious and focused look: "You think it looks familiar because you have heard of this name, but here in Europe, this name is not just for intimidation.
The adopted daughter of the Duke of Stimster is so simple. That friend of mine has some very unusual channels to know many things that only high-level people can know. This Natalie... Gee, most people know her details.
Everyone calls her Queen."
"Um?"
"I don't know the specific reason, but do you know about the Sid Group that was acquired last year? Do you know about the Hammerson Group that went bankrupt?"
These are two big companies that are almost famous in the world. It is difficult not to know. A series of changes occurred in Europe at the beginning of last year, and these two companies were also involved. Li Ruolin nodded and paused: "
It is said that... they are all her properties, and they can only be regarded as ordinary ones. The reason why everyone calls her the Queen is because she is almost the uncrowned emperor in Europe."
"Really?" Yahan frowned, "It's impossible for such a person to be buried here, right? Is it a coincidence that he has the same name?"
"I don't know what happened, but my friend got a photo of Natalie and sent it to my computer this morning. I'll show it to you." Li Ruolin excitedly went to the room to get her laptop, and after opening it,
Pull out a photo. The photo is not clear. It is a photo of a white woman wearing an evening dress at a banquet. Although it is a bit blurry, you can still see that this woman is very similar to the woman in the tombstone photo.
"This Natalie has always been very low-key and lived in Venice, but...she died two years ago. I don't know the reason, because she was not of this level, and my friend didn't care much about where she was buried. I heard yesterday
I mentioned it and did some inquiry and research. It's strange. No one knows where she is buried. But just after her death two years ago, it happened to be the beginning of the small-scale financial crisis in Europe. Don't you think it's strange?
…”
The two were silent for a while, and Li Ruolin lay on the sofa with her hands on her pillow, her eyes filled with little stars: "Wow, that man must be a great person, but it's a pity that he can't be found. Well, he came to visit the grave yesterday. Did he come yesterday?"
It’s the anniversary of Natalie’s death… You must remember this day and take a photo with your camera next year…”
Seeing her writhing like a fool, Yahan patted her on the head angrily and laughed: "It's time for breakfast, nympho."
"Yahan, it's not shameful to covet a man like this." Li Ruolin expressed her support, "I really want to know the love story between them. It must be very exciting. Did you notice the look in his eyes yesterday? It was melancholy and lonely.
, sad, and temperamental, love it to death..."
Her body slowly tilted on the sofa, and with a bang, she fell off the sofa and onto the thick carpet...
eight,
"It's useless... I deserve to die..."
At 5:30 in the afternoon, this was a small party, located on the fifteenth floor of the hotel called Black Pearl. Gods Wu Nian mingled among the guests, and there was a feeling of heartache.
Last night, I had warned Minamoto Yori and Bai Ye's target, the deputy mayor of Paris, Bao Ping, in such a fierce way. I thought that he would at least have to change his schedule today, but who knew that he only strengthened the bodyguards around him and planned to
The itinerary is still unstoppable.
Of course, as a public servant like the mayor or deputy mayor, he has his own difficulties to some extent. If he is afraid of being assassinated and just hides and does nothing, then it will definitely not work. Zhushen Wu Nian probably understands this,
And the situation is just as Liming Daoxu said. With the strength of Yuan Yori Chaochuang and Bai Ye, if they really want to fight hard, even if the deputy mayor hires more bodyguards, it will only cause more people to die. He
He didn't want to completely hinder the other party from completing the task, but just wanted to cause as much trouble as possible. Now that the trouble was not as big as expected, he felt a little unbalanced.
However, one thing goes for another. The host of this small party is Bao Ping, and the most important guest is Charlie Wilson, his and Li Ming Daoxu’s target. It’s really complicated to think about it. If the party is cancelled, what will he have to find?
This guy will have to spend a few more days. As a killer, he actually doesn't like to delay things.
Thinking back, since the goals of both parties are there, will Bai Ye sneak in like him? The hotel is currently heavily guarded. This is the fifteenth floor, and there are not many channels for entry and exit. If you attack here, there is no way to escape.
It's not impossible, but it's quite troublesome for ordinary people. If something goes wrong, it's really a life-threatening situation. Generally speaking, if you want to assassinate, you won't choose a place like this, but there are no absolutes in the world. Since you have messed up.
Come in, that guy Bai Ye may not come in and join in the fun. If you find an opportunity to kill him here...it feels great just thinking about it.
For this reason, he has been observing the more than twenty people in this room. Half of these people are guests, half are bodyguards, and the other two are bartenders and waiters providing services in the hotel. Among these people
, maybe there is one who is pretending to be Bai Ye.
When the skills of disguise have reached their level, they will not actually leave any traces, and the skills of imitation are already quite proficient. As Zhushen Wu Nian, he replaced a businessman with ties to the underworld. This person has been in the world for two years
I happen to have had contact with him in some previous events, and I have some understanding of him. He is relatively taciturn. In addition, the real owner has not yet arrived, so the things we occasionally chat about are not very confidential. If we imitate him, it will not be exposed for the time being.
Clues that people notice.
If Bai Ye was there, it would not be easy for him to identify him. Only when it was close to six o'clock and the sky outside the window had darkened did he gradually get some clues.
The person with the problem may be the waiter at that hotel.
Generally speaking, the personnel provided by the hotel in such a place will naturally be reliable, but strictly speaking, there are more than 20 people here, and the most unreliable ones are the two people provided by the hotel, because they are easy to fake, and they are not reliable.
I need to communicate with too many people. I happen to have an acquaintance. If Bai Ye and others want to sneak in, the best choice is naturally these two people. And the most important thing is the relationship between the bartender.
A few subtle reactions from the waiter.
The bartender was a tall white woman with good looks. Since the hotel chose two people to come in to serve the VIPs, they must have experience in cooperation. However, the gods Wu Nian watched for half an hour, but
I noticed a few subtle incongruities. The female adjuster looked at the waiter, and occasionally looked confused. Twice, when the waiter took the tray, there was a slight sense of stagnation. If there was anyone in the room,
The bartender must be the one who knows the waiter best, and these few subtle reactions showed that the bartender also felt strange.
Even if Bai Ye is the top imitator, if he only has two or three days to collect information at most, if he wants to imitate someone perfectly, it is inevitable that the familiar people will see the slight flaws. The integrity shown by the female bartender
It was doubt in this regard. Although she might not have noticed it herself, that subconscious feeling was noticed by the gods Wu Nian.
If there is anyone in this room who is the most thoughtful, it is definitely this waiter.
He wasn't entirely sure about this, he just watched. Just after six o'clock, the first person to arrive was Bao Ping, the deputy mayor.
Charlie Wilson arrived unexpectedly late. Zhushen Wu Nian instantly became nervous. He paid attention to the waiter and subconsciously moved closer to Baoping who was greeting everyone. If Bai Ye really planned to be here
Now is the best time to take action, which will not only complete their mission, but also completely disrupt their plans with Liming Daoxu.
Five minutes passed and the waiter made no move.
Zhushen Wu Nian became a little suspicious. Five minutes later, the door opened again. A middle-aged man with a hooked nose walked in accompanied by several bodyguards. He smiled and waved to everyone, and then signaled to Bao Ping,
That's Charlie Wilson.
A minute later, Zhushen Wunian stood in front of the window and glanced at the bottom of the building, then walked to the nearest bodyguard: "There is a problem, I found someone sneaking in."
"who?"
"I."
The next moment, his hands stretched out like lightning, and two pistols appeared in his hands. The muzzle of one gun was pressed against the chest of the former bodyguard, and the muzzle of the other gun was pointed at Charlie who was not far away.
Wilson.
Every guest who comes in will be searched to make sure they are not carrying guns, but for him, there are too many guns in this room.
No matter whether the waiter is Bai Ye or not, no matter whether this is a high-rise building that cannot be climbed down, most people dare not do things, only he dares to do them
The next moment, blood flowers bloomed and gunfire rang out.
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…
A corner of the city.
Neon lights up the entire city, with the towering Eiffel Tower in the distance.
Yahan was held by Li Ruolin's hand and looked at the open space in front of her with some doubts.
This is a small open-air square. The night breeze makes people feel cold. There is a huge stage in front of it. There are also various tables and tables like wine cabinets and stalls around it. The music has already started. People
As people entered the venue one after another, they were all young people.
"Is this the get-together you're talking about?"
"Yes." Li Ruolin's face turned red from the cold.
"Why don't you feel cold outside?" The road not far away went around and you could see clearly.
"That's what makes it interesting. You can drink, chat, eat, have a barbecue, and dance inside. They are all young people, and you will soon be sweating. The people singing are all bands organized by people you know nearby, and there are professional bands.
There are also amateurs, and by the way, big stars come here occasionally. The people you meet here are energetic people, which is completely different from places like dance clubs."
As she was talking, someone on the side of the small square shouted: "Look, look, look, look." Then someone took a small torch and blew out a long pillar of fire from his mouth, and a group of girls screamed.
With a bang, the drum set started beating on the stage, the drum beat was very passionate, and the music started to move.
"Carnival, dance hall, or picnic party..."
"It's all." Li Ruolin smiled, then pointed to one side, "Look, Xiaotang is over there."
Among the crowd, a fashionably dressed girl clapped her hands vigorously to the beat of the drums. It was probably someone she knew on the stage, because she was also shouting words such as "Come on so-and-so". After a moment, she noticed the two people here.
People waved their hands vigorously: "Sister Ruolin, sister Yahan."
"Xiaotang." Li Ruolin pulled Yahan and ran over there.
…
…
Blood flowers bloomed, and the situation became chaotic in a second. Only the gods Wu Nian himself hesitated for a moment.
At the moment he fired, the two bodyguards in front of Charlie Wilson did not react, but a figure suddenly rushed out and threw Charlie to the ground. The one who struck with lightning speed was none other than
The beautiful bartender, followed by a shout: "Be careful-"
"Fuck"
The mind reacted in an instant and fired four shots in succession. The four bodyguards closest to Zhushen Wunian were shot in the head and chest and fell in all directions. At the same time, the whole room seemed to explode.
The bodyguard began to draw his gun, and the businessmen participating in the party ran around in confusion, trying to rush out or bump into each other like headless flies. Zhushen Wu Nian leaped out and fired two more shots. He originally wanted to guard against others.
They attacked Vice Mayor Bao Ping, who was also the closest to him. At this time, the two bodyguards beside Bao Ping were beaten to death. The other two people protected Bao Ping and started to run outside. In the hall, the crystal lantern exploded and sparked.
Splattered everywhere, the glass coffee table in the center flew into pieces, and a wine bottle in the wine cabinet was shot and exploded. Zhushen Wu Nian waved his hand, and all the small objects in the whole room, including Zhu Shen Wu Nian, were put in in advance.
Some scraps of paper and banknotes in the trash can whirled into the air.
His power is to control the wind. At this time, the debris almost affected everyone's sight. The gods Wu Nian got up and ran away. Guns roared, blood spattered, and sparks flew. Two bodyguards protected Baoping and walked around the sofa.
He ran toward the door, and behind the sofa not far from the door, the female bartender also stood up, but she already had a gun in her hand. Zhushen Wunian saw her pointing the gun at her, and then revealed
A smile, the smile turned aside.
Baoping's forehead hit the muzzle of the gun.
The two bodyguards beside him were nervously guarding against Zhushen Wu Nian, but the several bodyguards here did not take care of Charlie at all because the bartender had just rescued him. Baoping was protected at the back by the bodyguards.
At this moment, he happened to be the front line. He accurately put his forehead on the muzzle of the gun, and then pulled the trigger.
The shock wave caused by the gunpowder shook the air, penetrated from his forehead, and then turned into blood-red tongues of flame from the back of his head, roaring out. The next moment, gunshots rang out continuously behind all the bodyguards.
Papers were flying and bullets were shooting in all directions. When they passed through the body, they brought up blood. Broken meat and blood scattered everywhere. As the bullets were fired, the muzzle of the gun sprayed out clusters of green smoke all over the room. Someone
Shouting, some in pain, some in disbelief, the huge glass fish tank suddenly shattered, water rushed out, the wine bottles on the wine cabinet continued to break, and then a flame ignited, and the room flickered with light and darkness.
Charlie Wilson pushed open the door and rushed out desperately. God Wu Nian wanted to shoot, but the female bartender's gun was already pointed at her. He could only duck and dodge, and then the paper and the human body were intertwined.
Under cover, rush this way quickly.
With the huge force of the wind, he flipped up a sofa with one hand and flew towards him. The female bartender bumped into it, and the sofa flew out and hit a bodyguard who was shot and still fell down a few meters away.
She fell to the ground, and at the same time, the muzzle of Zhushen Wunian's gun was pressed towards her forehead. She turned her head to avoid the bullet's path, and punched the opponent's lower abdomen with her left hand. Zhushen Wunian
Shen Ji pressed down, and a fierce knee hit followed like a shadow. At the same time as the gods Wu Nian retreated slightly, a sideways spin kicked towards his forehead. At the same time, a bodyguard who pointed his gun in this direction was shot.
knock down.
"Bai Ye...Fuck——"
After finally confirming the identity of the other party, he cursed. For a moment, the two of them fought back and forth. The open door was kicked to pieces, the wall next to the door was swept with a punch, and the tiles were completely shattered. The flames burned.
After getting on the carpet, the water washed away the blood. Amidst the spreading smoke and dust, there was no one else in the room who could stand up except the two of them.
Below the hotel, the security guards began to rush up, but they did not dare to rush to the floor where the fight took place. The sirens rang in the distance. Baoping was assassinated yesterday. Although he was fine, his whereabouts were known today. The police had already
Arranged on standby, under the protection of two bodyguards, Charlie Wilson first wanted to wait for the elevator, then thought that the elevator was unsafe, so he ran down the stairwell desperately. He could vaguely see the commotion of the security guards below. He probably ran to
On the fourth floor, an Oriental man wearing black and white sportswear walked up to them. He looked at them doubtfully. Two seconds later, he smiled helplessly and took out a submachine gun...
A minute later, the security guard who rushed up saw Charlie Wilson and two bodyguards lying in a pool of blood in the stairwell. When he tried to open the body to check their condition, the grenade that was pressed under the dead body exploded, causing a wave of air.
Flames swept up from below. At this time, Li Mingdaoxu was covering his ears on the fifteenth floor and looking down. The air flow blew his hair up.
Slowly walked to the seventeenth floor, opened the door, and smoke filled the air. Then with a bang, a figure was pushed hard against the wall, and another person was also kicked out. After a while,
After pulling away, gunshots rang out. Li Mingdaoxu winced and returned to the stairwell with a submachine gun. After a moment, he said, "Bai Ye, are your breasts real or fake?" Seeing no answer, he sighed.
Go to the top floor with your breath.
Bai Ye was the first one to catch up, followed closely by Zhushen Wu Nian. He kicked up the wall, and then stepped towards the railing on the other side. He used his strength four times in a row as if flying in the air, and counted two times.
Knees hit him in mid-air in a series. Bai Ye grabbed his body and rushed towards the wall on the side of the stairwell. He slammed into it. Heavy punches and elbow strikes were blasted like machine guns. The gods had no thoughts.
He quickly blocked and hit a headbutt. Bai Ye leaned back and hit his shoulder. Zhushen Wu Nian's heavy punch missed his ear and grabbed his shoulder when he retracted it.
, he also clasped the opponent's elbow at the same time. With a clang, the two of them changed positions, and the railing was slightly deformed. An astonishing trembling sound rose in the corridor. When they were about to collide with each other again, the gods moved upward to avoid it.
Open it, reach out and wave it hard, and the huge wind blade dances in a big circle in the stairwell.
The roaring sound of fighting continued up the stairwell, and debris continued to fall, and gray stone peeled off. When they reached the top floor of the twenty-second floor, Li Mingdaoxu stood on the edge of the house holding a simple hang glider.
, probed to look at the scene below. Beside him, there was another unfolded hang glider.
"Then I'll leave first."
He took advantage of the edge of the building and jumped out suddenly. The glider flew away like an elf in the night.
Zhu Shen Wu Nian and Bai Ye rushed towards the other hang glider at the same time. They were almost at the same speed. When the distance got closer and closer, Zhu Shen Wu Nian suddenly raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger continuously, and stopped there.
Four or five holes appeared in the wings of the plane in an instant. Bai Ye slowed down, but he did not slow down at all. He approached the edge, stepped on the guardrail, and jumped out without looking back.
Viewed from this height, the land is brightly lit, with roads, buildings, rivers, squares, and streets under the buildings surrounded by police cars. He opened his arms and felt the howling cold wind, acceleration, and gravity, and then
, he clenched his fists, and the huge wind began to slow down his descent.
nailed it……
Being trapped in such a tall building, it was impossible for ordinary people to get down, and there were only a few ways to go down. Although this Chinese was very outstanding, he was finally killed...
Feel comfortable.
The next moment, two feet stepped heavily on his back, and two hands grabbed his shoulders.
Are you kidding...
Time no longer allowed him to think too much. There was a five-story building on the side of the building. A transparent greenhouse was built on the top floor of the building. Now, the green in winter was getting closer and closer. He suddenly said
Yelling, the wind roared and reached its limit, trying to throw the person on its back. At the same time, the person on its back kicked hard and leaped out.
The world was spinning, and his uncontrollable body hit the wall, and then collided hard with the wall on the other side. With a rumble, he fell to the ground.
It was an alley with garbage bags piled up on the side of the building. His head was bleeding and his body seemed to be falling apart. When he crawled out of the garbage bag, he vaguely saw Bai Ye's face peeking out from the fifth floor. His makeup was torn.
, the curly hair disappeared, and only half of the face was that of a woman.
"I won't die like this, I really belong to you."
The person above was either sighing or admiring. The policemen ran over from both ends of the alley. He was lying there motionless. There was no point in resisting now. He would only be sent to the hospital anyway. He still had the strength. If he wanted to escape along the way,
There are too many ways.
More police began to surround the building next to it. In the greenhouse on the fifth floor, I walked through the flowers and plants in the white night and muttered to myself boredly: "I will trample you to death next time..."
In fact, it's best not to do something like this again. I was really risking my life just now. I was just a little bit close. If I couldn't catch the gods Wu Nian as a backing, I would definitely be dead.
Thinking this, he started running, faster and faster, breaking through the plexiglass of the greenhouse on the other side, and jumped to the roof of another building. The police car tried to chase him from below, honking its siren all the way.
At this point, another police car came around and tried to block him in front of him. He ignored it. In the cold wind at night, he just kept running on the roofs of buildings, faster and faster...
…
…
"Yahan Yahan" Ruolin called her in the crowd, and then the two of them ran together and toasted vigorously with canned beer. They had just danced vigorously in the crowd for a while, and now their whole bodies were sweating.
Yahan was panting and her face seemed to have a fever.
"Let's sit over there for a while and eat something. Your kidney disease should be fine. Is it okay to do a little exercise?"
"It's okay, it's very interesting." Yahan smiled, "I haven't had hair for many years. I also exercise regularly, and my physique is no different from that of ordinary people."
"That's good. I'm worried that your condition will relapse if you exercise too much. In fact, as long as your resistance is not too weak in this weather, running and jumping is good for your health." Among the crowd, Ruolin said loudly, "It will be very interesting to watch them dance hip-hop later."
interesting"
The carnival was still going on. I don’t know what happened this night. There were always police cars passing by, and the police came several times, but the carnival people didn’t care about it. After a while, more intense drum beats sounded, and the music arrived in the night.
At the climax, the previously trained hip-hop dancers came to an end. The dance was originally very ornamental and inciting. The interlacing of lights attracted people to join in like incitement.
People danced and shouted to the fierce drumbeats. At the most intense moment, they could hardly hear the voices of people nearby. Suddenly, Ruolin grabbed Yahan's hand and said something, Yahan
Han smiled and waved his hands, saying loudly: "I can't hear you."
"Look over there. Look over there."
Yahan looked in the direction she was pointing. It was almost the focus of the crowd. The most lively place was mostly filled with trained dancers dancing to their heart's content. However, that person's clothes were not consistent with everyone's. It was obviously
He joined in later, but his dance is more intense and gorgeous than anyone else. He can keep up with the most intense drum beats and do the most difficult moves, even those dancers who have trained before
, seemed to be his foil at this time, but no matter how fierce the dance was, he maintained a sense of calmness and familiarity. People were watching and allowed his dance to bring the atmosphere of the entire square to the climax.
Yahan saw those eyes, the same ones she saw in front of the tombstone yesterday. He was still so focused that the light from the entire square was shining on him, but he didn't seem to care at all. There was nothing.
Being able to restrain those eyes, even if the whole world is watching him, he seems to be dancing alone, just following the most intense music, but not the crowd around him. I don't know why, but suddenly there is an inexplicable emotion
Restraining her made her eyes wet, and even he couldn't explain it himself.
In order to avoid this emotion, she also stood up and pulled Li Ruolin's hand: "Let's go dance too."
"OK"
They walked onto the dance floor, the music was surging and melodious on the banks of the Seine. Some policemen who were looking for something passed by, and they also looked at the people dancing in the center and laughed and clapped and shouted. Police cars patrolled various areas of the city, checking in and out.
People often come and go, but nothing can stop this carnival. The lights reflect the dancing people and the dancing men, as if everything in front of them is engraved into a colorful scroll. As for eternity...
If life is a dance, before the music stops...
We can only keep dancing.
Nine,
In the quiet night, she woke up from her sleep and saw the man sleeping next to her.
The dark night outlined his sleeping outline, and it also allowed her to truly feel his body temperature. She couldn't help but reach out to touch his skin, and after a moment, he grabbed her hand.
In the darkness, Jiaming opened his eyes, put her hand on his face, and whispered softly: "Well... what's wrong..." He squinted his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was completely awake.
"Can't sleep?"
"I had a dream..." Yahan came close to him and snuggled into his arms.
"Nightmare?"
"I dreamed of you."
"That's a sweet dream..."
"Oh, it's a sweet dream..." Yahan smiled softly, "But in the dream, I don't know you, and you don't know me..."
"Well……"
"I don't know why, but when I saw your eyes, I felt very painful in my heart. I wanted to get close to you, but I couldn't do it..."
"why……"
"There were too many people, so they scattered us."
Jiaming was silent for a moment, and then hugged her: "There is no such thing anymore." A few seconds later, as if to emphasize, he repeated: "There is no such thing anymore."
"Um."
Quiet in the dark.
…
"I said... Yahan..."
"Um?"
"It will be a while before dawn, let's do it again..."