It's past ten o'clock in the slums, and it's almost pitch black. There are only scattered lights coming from the dilapidated cracks of the houses here and there. The whole alley is extremely quiet. Most people have fallen asleep peacefully, but Yang Hao's
The dull sound of a sudden kick on the wall still woke up some people.
It's just that the poor people living here have long been accustomed to various accidents, and even gun battles, so even if these people were awakened, most of them were still lying in bed and listening. A small number of people turned on the lights and heard from some
He looked outside from a hidden place, but no one went out to check.
During the day, Yang Hao had already used the help of going to the toilet to see the situation in the alley outside very clearly, so now even if there is only a faint starlight, Yang Hao can accurately bypass several worn-out furniture blocking the road.
, and then ran into the depths of the alley.
Although he did not walk through the alley completely during the day, he knew the direction where his car was parked and where he was now. This was all because he had done enough homework before coming.
In his mind, the terrain of the entire area has been unfolded in his mind.
No ambush!
After walking through this alley, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Quinn had indeed been negligent, but according to normal people's thinking, no one would consider breaking through the wall. After all, it was a brick wall made of cement, unless it was made of cement.
Otherwise, how could such a powerful bomb explode? Who knew that a brick wall would be so vulnerable under Yang Hao's feet.
We can't blame Quinn for omissions in his plan. We can only say that Yang Hao's abilities far exceeded Quinn's expectations.
With the guidance of scattered stars, Yang Hao walked silently through the alley with Quinn on his side. His perception has been raised to the limit, and his hearing, eyesight, etc. have been greatly improved, even if someone is watching through the gap.
Even his invisible gaze could not block his perception.
At the same time, a large group of soldiers with live ammunition rushed into Lamanqing Bar with firearms. The order they had received was that they could not rush into the bar without Quinn's order. They had to wait until Quinn left before they could surround Yang Hao in the bar.
But gunfire broke out in the bar, and Quinn never issued an order.
After waiting for a few minutes and trying to communicate with Quinn to no avail, Quinn's adjutant finally couldn't help but order the troops to break in, but they saw dead people everywhere.
Quinn's adjutant checked the wounds of these dead people, with a look of shock on his face. This was obviously not something ordinary people could do.
"There was a big hole in the toilet at the back. The target must have kidnapped Mr. Quinn and escaped from the slum area behind."
Quinn's adjutant punched the counter next to him angrily and yelled: "Hurry up!"
Ten minutes later, Yang Hao relied on his grasp of the location to walk out of the slum and arrived at his car parked in the shadows of the roadside.
At this time, Yang Hao was already thousands of meters away from the Lamanqing Hotel. He didn't know whether the men Quinn arranged outside the door had rushed into the hotel, or whether they had followed this alley.
, but that doesn’t matter anymore. After getting in the car, who can catch him?
Putting Quinn on the passenger seat, fastening his seat belt, Yang Hao started the car, turned a corner, slid into the avenue, and then quickly headed towards Jina's residence.
The sound of Yang Hao's car starting up alerted the soldiers chasing after him. They rushed out of the alleyway quickly, but they didn't even see a car taillight. The street had already returned to calm.
…
Yang Hao returned to Jina's residence, and when the bodyguards on night duty watched Yang Hao drag a man out of the car, their faces showed surprise and confusion.
These bodyguards now have great respect for Yang Hao. If it weren't for Yang Hao, Princess Jina might not have known how long she had been dead. And those who followed Princess Jina might not have survived, just like the assassination on the way home.
If it weren't for Yang Hao, those bodyguards would definitely be killed by gunmen and snipers working together!
"Mr. Yang, what is this?"
A bodyguard came up to him and asked in a respectful tone: "Do you need help?"
Yang Hao said calmly: "Don't make any noise. This is Quinn, General Jacklov's right-hand assistant. The assassinations that Princess Jina encountered many times should have been planned and operated by him."
"Quinn?"
The bodyguard suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the unconscious man in Yang Hao's hand in shock. After a closer look, he was even more shocked. They were both Falkland people and they were the princess's bodyguards. Naturally, they were very interested in Jacklov.
The appearance of the people waiting for the group was very clear, so when Quinn's face faced the light, he recognized it at a glance. This was indeed Jackcroft's most powerful assistant, Quinn!
The bodyguard became excited all of a sudden and asked in surprise: "Mr. Yang, where did you catch Quinn? You are so powerful. So many people tried to catch him but they didn't catch him, but you caught him with one move."
He got it."
Yang Hao smiled and said: "We wanted to catch him, and they also wanted to kill me, so Quinn asked me to meet and set up a trap to kill me, but I broke the trap and captured Quinn."
The bodyguard looked at Yang Hao in shock: "You went alone?"
Yang Hao nodded calmly: "Well, if he wasn't alone, how could Quinn show up?"
The bodyguard looked at Yang Hao with eyes filled with admiration: "Mr. Yang, you are so awesome, what should we do now?"
"Find me a separate room. I want to ask him some questions. Then you can take over Quinn according to your normal procedures and deal with him according to your country's normal procedures. To the outside world, just say that you captured Quinn."
Okay, don't involve me."
The bodyguard agreed repeatedly and quickly arranged a separate room for Yang Hao.
Yang Hao took Quinn to the room that was temporarily used as an interrogation room and handcuffed Quinn to a chair. After finishing all this, Jina walked into the room accompanied by two bodyguards. The two
After the bodyguard sent Jina into the house, they exited the door.
Jina glanced at Quinn, then her eyes fell on Yang Hao, and said angrily: "Is this the private matter you are talking about?"
Jina was still wearing pajamas, and her slender figure was clearly on display. Apparently, she had fallen asleep. When she heard the news that she had caught Quinn, she rushed over immediately, but looking at her expression, Yang Hao knew
She was angry.
Yang Hao touched his nose with a little embarrassment: "Yes, he called me and wanted to meet with me. Of course this is my private matter."
When Jina heard Yang Hao's answer, she became even more angry. She walked down, slapped Yang Hao on the chest, and said bitterly: "He met you not to kill you, but you actually
If a person like this runs over alone, what do you want me to do if something happens? What do you want me to do?"
When Yang Hao heard that Jina didn't talk about Quinn at all and was only concerned about his own comfort, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. He grabbed the hand that was still beating his chest and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I lied to you.
But I know that if I tell you, you will never agree to me going alone, but this is indeed an opportunity to seize Quinn. If it is operated properly, this war may be ended earlier, not to mention,
The repeated assassinations should all be planned by Quinn. As long as he is alive, you are always in danger. I can prevent it once or twice, but there is no guarantee that I can prevent it the third or fourth time.
, although it is my duty to protect you, but we are friends, and I don’t want my friend to get hurt..."
Jina's eye circles gradually turned red. She bit her lip gently, with tears flashing faintly in her eyes. She just looked at Yang Hao without saying a word, just looking straight at him.
Yang Hao was a little at a loss for a moment, and said softly: "It's okay, am I not safe here? You know I am very powerful. This kind of thing is very dangerous for ordinary people. For me, the danger is really not
big……"
Jina finally couldn't help it any longer. She stepped forward, put her arms around Yang Hao's waist, and pressed her face against Yang Hao's chest. Tears flowed out silently, her voice a bit loud.
He sobbed and said: "But this is really too dangerous. If you don't want me to be in danger, how can I want you to be in danger? My mother has passed away and I have no other support. If you encounter something again,
Three long and two short, what do you want me to do?"
Yang Hao's body was a little stiff. He let Jina hug his waist and cry softly. He knew that these days, although Jina looked calm and calm, and could no longer even see the sadness of her mother's murder,
There were too many negative emotions accumulated in her heart, and now that she was stimulated by tonight's events, these emotions surged up.
"Cry. If you want to cry, cry well. Don't keep your sadness in your heart..."
Yang Hao stretched out his hand, gently stroked Jina's hair, and comforted her softly. As he comforted her, Jina's crying became louder, and the tears were like pearls that were not threaded.
Welling out from the eyes...
Perhaps it was Jina's cry that woke up the knocked out Quinn. Quinn shook his neck with some difficulty and opened his eyes slightly. The first thing that caught his eye was a white wall with a picture in front of him.
A table, a lamp, and myself sitting on a chair.
Just looking at this posture, Quinn's heart was already filled with ice. This was clearly the rhythm of being interrogated. It seemed that after he was knocked unconscious by Yang Hao, Yang Hao really escaped and ascended to heaven with him.
How did he do it? He deployed so many people near the outer gate, and there were snipers to press the formation. Are they all dead?
A woman's cry came from behind, and Quinn felt a little curious. A woman's cry?
who is it?
Quinn subconsciously wanted to turn his head. Unexpectedly, he had only turned halfway when he saw a hand slashing at the back of his neck again in a very familiar posture. He hadn't even seen it clearly yet.
The owner of this hand did not see the crying woman, but his vision went dark and he fainted again.
Before he fainted, one final thought came to his mind sadly.