On the side of the highway, the night wind is blowing.
In the Mercedes-Benz, there was a click, and Brother Shou took off his seat belt with some difficulty. The confidant next to him deployed the airbag in front of him, and through the cracked front window, a cut figure walked straight towards this side.
The hem of his clothes was rolled up, and his pace was neither fast nor slow, careless. When he turned his head again, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Ah Bao!" Although he didn't quite understand why the cars behind him stopped fifty meters away instead of taking the opportunity to surround him, Brother Shou could no longer think too much at this time. This was an opportunity.
He didn't even think about giving a decisive order, "Kill him! Ali, get your car and get ready to leave."
"clear!"
There was a clicking sound of the magazine snapping. The burly man in the co-pilot took out a black pistol and a silenced barrel from his arms. He hesitated to install it. He calmly lowered the window and watched the tall figure take the shot.
Step closer.
He looks quite handsome, not like a policeman... Just like an experienced old policeman, he can tell whether he is a criminal just by looking at him. People who often hang out on the streets also have a special feeling for the police.
Professional sensitivity. In the eyes of the burly man named Ah Bao, there is no similar aura on the pretty boy not far away. Of course, this is not important.
They have no choice now. Even if it is a passerby, they can only choose to kill it. They can only blame the other party for their bad luck and insisting on bumping into him!
About fifteen steps away, the big man raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, nodded friendly, "Hi -" raised his hand, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger. The loud bang of the gunshot spread far and near on the highway... He almost didn't aim.
During the gap process, a series of actions are completed in an instant like a smooth flow.
It has to be said that although this burly man is just a humble gangster, his marksmanship is already very good. His speed, fluency and accuracy are all within the standard. You can tell at a glance that he has put in a lot of hard work. It is understandable.
A character who can follow the boss and never forget to take him with him when running away must naturally have two brushes.
It's a pity that he hit the wrong opponent. He could see it at all. As soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised, the tall figure on the other side stepped sideways to avoid it, casually and calmly. With another step, the figure reached the passenger car like a ghost.
In front of the window, he put his hand on the body of the gun, pressed and folded it, and with a standard little grasping movement, accompanied by the clear sound of bones breaking, the gun suddenly changed hands.
"ah……"
Bang - Bang -
There was a muffled grunt and two gunshots.
The driver's head was thrown back as he reached out, and the blood mist and the driver's window exploded at the same time. As for another gunshot... Tang Chao stood beside the car, quietly looking at the figure in the vehicle dozens of meters away, frowning slightly.
Wrinkled.
In the distance, people shouted in a hurry, with fear and anger, "Fuck! Hold on, hold on, no one is allowed to raise the gun!" Behind the car door, Ah Qing stiffly raised his arm and waved, signaling something. Immediately,
He slowly put it down, wiped his forehead, turned around angrily, and looked at the young man lying on the roof of the car not far away with the same frozen motion. A rifle fell on the ground behind him, "What! Didn't I tell you not to act rashly?"
"Um, I'm sorry, I... reflexively turned on the night vision scope... I'm sorry!"
The young man who replied was undoubtedly Zhang Xinmian, a member of the Rise of Kyushu who was recently transferred. His expression when listening to the scolding was both embarrassed and shocked, mostly the latter. He really didn't have any extra thoughts, he just heard what he said.
With the sound of gunfire, I subconsciously opened the scope cover. As soon as the infrared rays were swept out, the rifle in my hand was gone...
"Stay still, I'll go negotiate!"
On the other side, Tang Chao, who was also aware of something, had an expressionless face. He lowered his muzzle and held the roof of the car with one hand. His eyes returned to the car, past the burly man holding his wrist, and glanced at the two people in the back seat who were as stiff as statues.
He circled around and landed on the middle-aged man on the left. He nodded: "Brother Shou?"
Tang Chao actually met each other once, at a certain banquet table in the Xie family's old house, but it was some time ago, and he didn't care at the time, so he was not sure.
"You..." His breathing was rapid, but he quickly recovered. Brother Shou wiped the warm liquid on his face, wiped it again, and wiped it on his body. He repeated this several times and finally stabilized his boss style, "You are from the Xie family?"
Coming?"
"That's it." As if he didn't hear the other party's words, Tang Chao said to himself, "One question, where will the group of mercenaries stay?"
"mercenary?"
Looking at Brother Shou's blank expression that didn't seem to be fake, Tang Chao understood something and shook his head: "They are the group of people you hired."
Sure enough, he came here for this matter... Brother Shou took a slight breath and his eyes flickered: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Oh? Are you sure?"
"Little brother... Big brother, do you think there is any misunderstanding here?" Seeing the situation become rigid, the confidant man next to him pursed his dry lips and said with a smile, "We didn't hire anyone. Seriously, did you find the wrong person?"
Already?"
Tang Chao looked sideways, not to mention, although he was trying to stay calm, his smile was quite sincere, and he nodded lightly: "It's possible, maybe I really made a mistake, so excuse me?"
"Haha, it doesn't matter. If we don't fight, we won't get to know each other!" He stumbled and trembled, looking at the black hole in the muzzle of the gun that Tang Chao took half a step back, and the body of the confidant man immediately trembled and raised his hands.
, "No, no, no, brother, if you have something to say, you have something to say!"
Tang Chao shrugged: "I would like to say it properly, but you don't say it."
"That's it, that's it. Brother, I remembered it. I really remembered it!" Otherwise, only by being infinitely close to death can one understand the true meaning of survival. At the critical moment, this confidant man was obviously enlightened and blurted out,
"A Biao! It's the person hired by A Biao! He handles all the processes by himself. I'll call him to ask. I'll call him now..."
He hurriedly pulled out his phone, paused while pressing the buttons, raised his head, and carefully tested, "Well, if I ask, can you change our lives?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tang Chao thought for a while and gave sincere advice: "I don't know, but you can try."
"Uh, good idea..."
"I'll fight!" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Brother Shou finally stopped pretending to be dead. The situation was obvious at the moment. Although he couldn't quite pinpoint the origin of the Tang Dynasty, at least he was someone he had seen before, and he could still vaguely see it.
There was something dangerous about Tang Chao. He reached for his cell phone and dialed the number he found.
At this time, Tang Chao's eyes moved down, facing the burly man's gaze without any intention of avoiding it, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "What do you seem to think of me?"
"A Bao!" Before the burly man could open his mouth, Brother Shou's confidant in the back row answered in advance. His cheeks twitched and he forced out a smile, "Don't get me wrong, A Bao has no idea... Well, the driver was the one who made the mistake.
, I have been playing with him since childhood, and my name is Ali... Well, I don’t mean to blame you. Ali is usually too impulsive in doing things. Brother Shou has taught him many times to be kind to others, but he always refuses to listen. Now he deserves to be beaten to death.
Ah Bao, are you right... Hehe, hehe, look, he acquiesced..."
"Brotherhood is deep, I understand." Looking at the burly man who was still staring at him without saying a word, Tang Chao nodded with understanding.
"That's right! Ha, long live understanding, long live understanding!"
Changing the topic, Brother Shou over there seemed to have heard some news. He covered the receiver of his mobile phone and said: "That group of people came to Lingjiang three days ago. There were about seven or eight Asians and various nationalities. A Biao received them.
Yes, I wanted to invite them to dinner but was rejected, but a Thai guy asked A Biao about the tattoo shop... Is this clue useful?"
"It's useful, but unfortunately it's out of date." Tang Chao pondered for a moment, "When did you pay the balance?"
Brother Shou asked and replied: "Two hours ago, the cash was at the abandoned power plant in the south of the city. A Biao personally delivered it."
"Have we contacted you during the process? What was the mobile phone number that was called during the last call?" This is the information that Tang Chao really wants to know. Mercenaries are not killers.
There is no need to worry about such small personal matters.
For example, the mobile phone number I learned from Xiao Cao was used for several days after being turned on. The Tang Dynasty also delineated several general areas based on this, but it was just not enough to support precise locking.
"I'll ask again..."
After Brother Shou reported a series of mobile phone numbers, Tang Chao nodded with satisfaction, and then, under the gaze of expectation, begging, or hatred, he leaned over and took the silencer from the burly man's hand, took a step back, thought for a moment, and turned
The head asked: "Do you think I should kill them?"
With a sound of uh, a few steps away, Ah Qing, who was like an outsider, blinked innocently. This person had already arrived, but no one paid attention to him. He also knew what was interesting, so he just watched from the side and did not come close. Until now in the Tang Dynasty
Asking questions, he came closer.
After seeing Ah Qing's appearance and attire, and smelling the familiar aura from the latter that he usually hates but is now looking forward to for a long time, the expressions of Brother Shou and Brother in the car couldn't help but move. They exchanged glances and looked at each other.
I saw a similar feeling of joy in my eyes, my life was saved...
"I think, I think... the moonlight is pretty good tonight!" Ah Qing replied after thinking hard.
Tang Chao looked up at the dark night sky, half-smiling but not smiling: "Then what?"
"Then it would be a pity not to enjoy such a beautiful scenery with the people I like! How about we go back to our homes and break up?" Ah Qing said with a sincere face.
"That's a good suggestion."
"Ha, I think so too. So that's it for today?"
Tang Chao thought for a moment and looked at the crowd of vehicles waiting not far away: "Is Captain Zong here? I want to hear his advice again."
"No, but it's simple. I'll contact the clan team." As he said this, Ah Qing touched his pocket and scratched his head, "The phone may be on the cart, I'll get it."
Tang Chao nodded noncommittally, and when Ah Qing turned around, he said, "I will remember you." The voice was not very loud, but it seemed extremely clear in the current environment. In the passenger window, the gaze that had been staring at him from beginning to end moved slightly.
Open, the burly man named Abao looked indifferent.
Ah Qing's body suddenly froze when he heard this, and he turned his head stiffly. Fortunately, Tang Chao was lowering his head to study the silencer in his hand, as if he hadn't heard anything. He breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the burly man: "Who can you remember?
?You don’t want to come out, do you? Have you ever heard that trouble comes from your mouth? If you don’t want to die, just shut up, otherwise no one can protect you!"
"I'm sorry, officer, he has a bad mind. Don't be as knowledgeable as him." The confidant man kept smiling. On the side, Brother Shou had a gloomy face: "Shut up Ah Bao. If you fail, you will fail. What's the use of talking about it now?"
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Seeing that the situation was under control, Ah Qing hurriedly turned around and ran back to prevent a long night of dreams. After more than ten steps, suddenly, bang bang bang, intensive gunshots suddenly exploded. He stepped sideways in shock, his eyes widened, and he crouched down and held his head as a conditioned reflex.
Next to the fence, the original black Mercedes-Benz had turned into a blazing fireball, swelling and rising into the sky. Immediately, a loud bang and explosion was heard, and the parts were empty and scattered in all directions. It was a spectacular moment.
"this……"
Suddenly, with a whoosh, a tattered Volkswagen rushed out of the fire, drawing a perfect arc on the road. He stabilized the body, accelerated, and sped in the opposite direction. As he passed by, a dark object was thrown into the air.
Come.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to catch it and felt the cold touch. Ah Qing came back to his senses instantly and hurriedly pressed the headset, "Don't intercept him, let him pass..." He didn't finish the sentence, and there was no need for it. The Volkswagen had already passed by several cars.
He quickly passed by and headed towards the high toll station. After more than ten seconds, the taillights of the car completely disappeared from the field of view.
He opened his mouth, and finally sighed in vain. He lowered his head and looked at the mobile phone in his palm, his own mobile phone. There was a trace of bitterness on Ah Qing's face, and he murmured in a low voice, "I mean, he suddenly became so easy to talk to... What the hell...