Ren Buping put down his cell phone. On the back of his hand, the blood that had originally spread to his elbows and wrists immediately flowed back and dripped along his little finger.
The operation of punching and breaking the blade looks cool. In fact, well, it is indeed very cool. But it is a last resort. In the situation just now, there is no other better choice. Of course, it is cool to install the fork.
Inevitably there will be a price to pay.
Fortunately, it wasn't serious. It looked like the skin was torn, but in fact it was just a cut, and the muscles and bones inside were not injured.
He turned his head left and right and walked to the clothes drying pole with white torn sheets hanging nearby. He tore off a small piece of cloth and wrapped it around the back of his hand a few times to treat it as a bandage. When he turned around, there were several rooms in the residential building across the street.
Turn on the lights one after another, open the balcony window, and peek outside.
The fight just now, if we put aside the fierce scenes, was a pure crushing, and the process did not last long. However, there was still some commotion, especially when Ren Buping used his whip leg to sweep away the scavenger.
When the old man touched his forearm, the latter couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, which penetrated the rain curtain and was quite penetrating.
Fortunately, no one was looking over here.
There is some truth in the saying that CT scans do not look up since ancient times. After all, in the real world, we are not filming movies and TV series. There are not so many people walking around, and it is not advisable to have a fight on the rooftop... Most of them look at the street below and they don't notice.
If there was any abnormality, I would ignore it, curse, close the window and go back to sleep.
Ren Buping walked back to the corpse again and looked down at the motionless old man scavenging at his feet. Oh, he can no longer be called an old man scavenging. Except for the invisible eyes on the surface of the pupils, the latter's facial camouflage has been roughly cleaned up, but the technique is slightly abbreviated.
It looks rough, as if it was wiped off directly...
It includes a few pieces of imitation skin tissue, with wrinkles printed with age spots. I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. It is sticky and quite elastic. It was not wiped thoroughly, and it just stuck to the chin. And because it is so lifelike and extremely real, even at close range
It's hard to distinguish. It looks like pieces of melted cheek flesh. It's terrifying to look at in the dark and rainy night, and it makes people unconsciously feel hungry...
cough!
I'm off the mark. After restoring the real face, it turned out to be a face of a middle-aged man with obvious crooked features, including deep eye sockets, thin lips, thick eyebrows, a slightly high hairline, etc. If I were to be more specific, it should be
Not leaving the UK or the US.
Of course, regarding the latter point, it is difficult to visually identify. Just as Asians look at Waiguoren with almost the same face, the same is true for Asians. But the actual situation is of course not like this. Except for a few, it is really difficult to distinguish.
Apart from that, most people can still know it at a glance, only if they are of the same skin color.
As for distinguishing between different races and skin colors, it requires a certain amount of experience and vision.
Unfortunately, Ren Buping, who has never been abroad, obviously does not have this skill, so in his eyes, the crooked nut in front of him is just a crooked nut. It is not clear which nationality he is from. Of course, at this point
It didn't matter, because he recognized this face. He had just seen it in the video a few days ago. It was also the target he had been searching for and tracking these days, agent Cyril!
To be honest, when he recognized him a few minutes ago, Ren Buping was stunned for a few seconds.
Although he had been looking for it, he really didn't expect to bump into the real owner so easily, including the two crooked nuts in front of him. He just felt that there was something unusual about the other person. He didn't look like an ordinary foreign tourist. He thought he might be with the target.
I had the idea that there was some kind of connection, but after a few days there were really no clues, so I chose to follow it...
It was just an idea to try, without any expectations, but by mistake, I caught a big fish.
How should I put this... Is life full of surprises?
He scratched the back of his head and quickly put these inexplicable thoughts aside. Ren Buping's mind is relatively simple, or rather single-threaded, and does not have so many complicated thoughts - no matter how bizarre and tortuous the process is, as long as the result is achieved, then it is
You can accept it naturally - that's about it.
Squatting down, he stretched out his arms, starting from Cyril's collar and groping downwards quickly.
Don't get me wrong, this kind of behavior that looks like touching a corpse is actually a necessary work process. The purpose is also very clear, which is to collect useful information as soon as possible and eliminate potential risks that may exist.
After all, there are two unidentified crooks in the nearby building. Now it seems that they are probably Cyril's accomplices, and he wants to go there as soon as possible and catch them all.
But before that, if he doesn't find out the condition of the body first, such as if there is something important hidden, and one of the other party comes back to take it away; or there are dangerous items such as pistols, nooses, etc., as soon as he walks away, an unrelated person will come up and grab his hands on the back.
If you don't go smoothly, it will cause big trouble.
Taking this into consideration, I have to say that compared to the iron-headed boy two years ago who was either going to play gym or on the way to play gym, today's Ren Buping has indeed grown up.
but,
While he was searching, a slight vibrating sound like the sound of a rumble suddenly reached his ears. He lowered his head and saw a slight flickering light on the left side of Cyril's chest, underneath his coat.
cell phone?
Ren Buping subconsciously stretched out his arm, and the next moment, suddenly, his arm paused in the air!
"Buzz...buzz..."
What must have been a cell phone was vibrating continuously in Cyril's arms, but Ren Buping felt as if he hadn't heard it, as if he hadn't seen it. The thin raindrops fell on his wet hair, like blades of morning grass.
The dew on the face slid along the temples, across the cheeks, and finally accumulated into water droplets on the stiff and motionless chin, and dripped down one by one.
As if the pause button had been pressed, or as if some kind of stabilizing magic had been cast on him, Ren Buping remained crouched down, lowered his head, and stretched out his arms. His whole body was tense and motionless.
Unless you don’t want to move, you really can’t move!
As mentioned before, the Lingjiang branch personnel, including Zong Qing and Gao Changfeng, had also marveled that Ren Buping had a talent, whether it was a supernatural power, a simple ability, or a beast-like intuition.
It is worth mentioning that although they are both intuitions, Ren Buping's intuition is much more reliable than the intuition of a beautiful big sister based on her gender advantage!
This is a skill, or instinct, that can only be developed in a dangerous and unsafe living environment. It is mostly seen in animals. For example, antelopes in highland deserts can always be attacked by crocodiles and cheetahs when they emerge from the water.
Before, it sensed danger coming and sped away. Even a moment ago, it was drinking water and eating grass leisurely...
Let’s not mention for the moment how Ren Buping miraculously learned this skill in a country with a stable environment. Let’s just say that at this moment, his beast-like intuition clearly told him that there was danger behind him and he was locked!
Or a fatal lock at infinite close range!
Those two crooked nuts... No! After following and observing them all the way, they should not have this ability. This ability to get close quietly without showing any killing intent is like the silent thunder behind the dark clouds above their heads. They don't move.
Then, the sound will resound throughout the heaven and earth...
Or... I'm careless!
His eyes moved slightly, and a sigh of regret flashed through his eyes, but in an instant he was replaced by a fiery fighting spirit. The arm frozen in mid-air trembled slightly, opened his palm, and slowly but firmly clenched it into a fist!
Ren Buping didn't know what was behind him. Is it a long knife pointed at his head? Or a black hole aimed at the back of his head? Or something else... whatever! He only knew that even if he turned around and died, he would still have to do it.
Punch out your fist before you die!
This is what Ren Buping thought and did. There was no mental preparation at all, or courage to roar. He only heard a squeaking sound, the sharp and sharp sound of the plastic soles rapidly rubbing against the cement floor. He twisted his waist and turned around, and simply punched out.
,boom--
There were no sharp-edged bullets as imagined, but fists and palms clashing!
Under the impact of the tyrannical force, his low body couldn't help but trembled backwards, and he subconsciously braced himself step by step. He raised his head naturally, and an all-too-familiar tall figure instantly came into view. Ren Buping immediately froze on the spot.
"Old...teacher?"
"I remember I taught you, no matter when, where or under what circumstances, never let your guard down... Are you so excited to touch a corpse?" Shaking his head, the person who came, well, is our Tang Strict Dynasty.
The teacher regretfully announced, "I failed this in-class test."
When Ren Buping heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something. His clenched fist was pushed away and a thin bamboo stick was inserted.
"However, since you are quite agile in your attack, let me give you a consolation prize... This is the prize."
Ren Buping lowered his head, stared blankly at the candied haws in his hand, and clenched it subconsciously. Then he looked up at the teacher, who waved his hand and passed by, "Try it, it tastes good. If you like it, you can go back and buy some more at the night market.
It’s quite cheap. Well, three skewers for three yuan, three skewers for ten yuan.”
Coming to Cyril's body, he leaned down. Behind him, from an angle that Ren Buping couldn't see, a certain teacher who maintained his identity quietly opened his palm, curled it up into a fist, and opened it again... He moved his fingers in this way several times,
Just now he reached for the cell phone in Cyril's arms. At the same time, he couldn't stop grinning. Damn, the little brat is getting stronger and stronger...
"teacher……"
"Don't ask, I took the phone away." Tang Chao interrupted without looking back. He pressed the vibrating caller ID, stood up and looked through the text message box in the phone, "It's just a private matter, personal grudges, nothing else. You
You can say the same thing after you go back, and they will believe it. If they don't believe it... let them come to me."
"no……"
"Oh, by the way, I knocked out the two crooked nuts in the building next door, but they probably have nothing to do with this incident... Well, what do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is..." Ren Buping pursed his lips, raised his hand to hold up the candied haws in a confused tone, "Three yuan a bunch, ten yuan three bunches... isn't this a loss?"