When Li Si heard Zhao San's shout, he stopped his movements for a moment and looked at Zhao San with a questioning look on his face, "Why?"
"Our goal has been achieved, now it's time to leave."
"You mean, you can kill people without any scruples to achieve your goals, but I can't, right?" Li Si said with a half-smile.
Zhao San took a deep breath and sighed: "I did it out of necessity, and now my goal has been achieved. Tian Zuyin is coming, and if we don't leave, it will be too late."
This was the first time Zhao San saw Li Si like this, and the first time he heard Li Si question him. Zhao San didn't know what happened to Li Si, but it was definitely not a good thing.
The red light in Li Si's eyes gradually faded, he breathed a long sigh of relief, grinned and said: "I can always fail you!"
At this time, the rapid sound of horse hooves approached, and the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen, and one could even feel the anger rising from Tian Zuyin's body.
"Let's go!" Li Si moved his neck and ran straight out of the city gate. Zhao San looked at Li Si's back and hurriedly followed. Now is not the time to provide psychological treatment to Li Si.
The most important thing is to rush to Wuxi City and rescue Han Baihang. The two of them quickly disappeared into the night. Tian Zuyin arrived late. Looking at the five corpses on the ground and a few wailing people, his expression became increasingly grim.
Deep, as if this is the same black.
Ever since the explosion at the school ground, he has been led by Zhao San. First, he was divided into pieces by Zhao San's strategy, and had to disperse his troops, causing loopholes in the search.
When he tightened the siege, he was distracted by the explosion and missed the defense of the city gate, allowing Zhao San to escape from the city easily.
This was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for Tian Zuyin. Moreover, he did not even see the corners of the other party's clothes, but he lost five or six people.
"Follow me! No matter life or death!"
Tian Zuyin, who was blinded by anger, yelled at his men. The soldiers saw their commander raging with anger. No one dared to go up to touch this bad guy, so they could only chase after him outside with their heads down.
But once we get out of the city, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and there are not many people on the other side, so it is not easy to catch them. However, these thoughts can only be buried in their own hearts, and no one dares to express them openly.
After all this noise, Jiangyin City fell into a strange tranquility. Waves of green smoke floated in the night. When blown by the wind, it twisted into various strange shapes. It slowly stopped when it reached the boundary of the white clouds.
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Under the same night, the city of Wuxi seemed much livelier. The police surrounded the door of Pan Yuxu's house.
Under the dim street lights, there are crowds of people watching the excitement. No matter what time, even if it is a human brain that threatens their own lives, the Chinese people have great enthusiasm.
Everyone hid far away, craned their necks to look at Pan Yuxun's house, and did not forget to chat a few words with the neighbors and friends around them. It was almost like celebrating a festival.
Qi Wu tilted his head, rubbed his sore neck, walked to the door, grabbed a copper loudspeaker, and shouted into the house: "Listen to the people inside, you have been surrounded! No.
Any way out, release the hostages as soon as possible and seek leniency, this is your only way out."
Han Baihang was sitting on the sofa, his feet placed comfortably on the tea table, and the two maids were massaging him attentively.
Pan Yuxun grabbed his wife's hand and sat on Han Baihang's sofa. He didn't dare to say anything as he looked at Han Baihang, just wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.
"Is this your brother-in-law who is speaking?" Han Baihang suddenly opened his eyes and looked out of the window sideways.
Pan Yuxun laughed dryly, touched the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "He's my wife's younger brother."
"It's too noisy, call him in!" Han Baihang suddenly stood up, grabbed the pistol beside him, and pointed it at Pan Yuxun's head.
"Strong man, strong man!" Pan Yuxu's body weakened and he dug straight into the ground. Han Baihang grabbed his collar and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. It's just that your brother-in-law is too noisy, so let him in."
Let him be quiet."
Without any explanation, Han Baihang carried Pan Yuxun to the door, blocked Pan Yuxun's body in front of him, and pressed his pistol against Pan Yuxun's back.
As soon as Han Baihang and Han Baihang came out, several huge light beams shot over, illuminating the two of them brightly.
Pan Yuxun covered his eyes with his hands and shouted at Qi Wu: "Xiao Wuzi, get here here you bastard!"
Qi Wu was stunned for a moment, unable to move forward. He just shouted at Han Baihang: "Letting go of the hostages is your last way out! Let go of the hostages! I..."
Just as he was mid-sentence, Han Baihang shot Pan Yuxun directly in the foot, almost scaring Pan Yuxun to the point of peeing, and his legs kept shaking.
When the police heard the gunshot, they immediately became vigilant and put their fingers on the trigger, ready to shoot as soon as Qi Wu gave the order.
But Qi Wu was so frightened that he couldn't think of giving orders. Han Baihang tilted his head and glanced at the policemen, and said in Pan Yuxun's ear: "Give you three seconds. If Qi Wu hasn't come over yet, I will
I’ll shoot you!”
Pan Yuxun was startled, and just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, the curse-like countdown rang in his ears. Pan Yuxun felt anxious and shouted at Qi Wu: "Qi Wu, you bastard, come here quickly! You are
I don’t want you to be happy just to see me die..."
What followed was a lot of unbearable curses. Qi Wu was dumbfounded by the curses. Looking around, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
With no other choice, Qi Wu could only walk toward Pan Yuxuan with trembling steps. Han Baihang pulled Pan Yuxuan in, and Qi Wu followed him.
"Close the door." Han Baihang threw Pan Yuxun away, pointed his gun at Qi Wu and said, "Sit over."
Qi Wu crooked his neck, walked to his sister and brother-in-law, and sat down anxiously. Han Baihang sat across from the two of them with a gun, looked at them and said, "Do you know where Xu Tianxiong's lair is?"
"Know!"
"have no idea!"
Pan Yuxun and Qi Wu spoke in unison, but gave two different answers. Han Baihang smiled softly and said to Qi Wu: "It seems you should be more honest."
Qi Wu knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he blushed and lowered his head, not daring to look into his brother-in-law's eyes. Han Baihang grinned, Pan Yuxun had been in the officialdom for decades.
The ability to speak human words to people and lies to ghosts has become an instinct. You can't even think of hearing even half a word of truth from his mouth.
"Can you take me to his lair?" Han Baihang asked Qi Wu with a smile on his face, the gun in his hand placed firmly on Pan Yuxun's forehead.
