Chapter 104: Chapter104

Yang Mei was like a prey caught by a beast, shivering and taking a half step back. Immediately afterwards, the man in black supported the handrail of the corridor with one hand and leapt down, and the eagle grabbed the chick and held her neck. "Bang!" He slammed her against the wall!
"..." Yang Mei didn't have time to call for help, she didn't even make a sound. She choked the man's arm with both hands, but it was futile at all, only feeling that her body was being pinched against the wall inch by inch, and even her toes were almost off the ground, her whole body weight was hanging on the fierce one holding her throat On hand.
The terrible suffocation made her face flush with blood within a few seconds, from red to blue, from blue to purple.
Brother Jiang ... she thought vaguely.
Sorry, I may ... maybe ...
This last bit of thinking gradually blurred, just before she was completely in the abyss, suddenly—
"who?!"
The man turned back suddenly, but it was too late. His neck was pulled back by a muscle-tight elbow, which was simply a terrible force to sever the laryngeal bone, and the huge force even caused him and the visitors to fall to the ground!
"Keekekekekekekekeke ..."
Yang Mei fell on her knees and coughed wildly. Fresh air rushed into the air intake pipe from the injured larynx, and she almost coughed so that she almost sprayed out her lungs. She coughed for more than a minute before struggling to lift her head. With both hands, she wiped away the tears from her face and coughed, looked up, and hissed, "Yan!"
Negative layer.
Qi Sihao was pushed by the man in black who just hit him, stumbled across a corridor, his eyes were bright and cheerful-it was the underground wine cellar of the nightclub. Rows of wooden barrels and wine racks are placed against the wall, with an open space in the middle, and a chair is placed on the upper end of the open space.
"You ..." Qi Sihao seemed to recognize the young man who was smoking on the chair, and couldn't help shivering: "You are ..."
Ajie crossed his right foot on his left knee, and said lightly in the cigarette holder: "Do you know who I am?"
Although I do n’t know, I have seen or even caught it.
Qi Sihao shuddered even more, and even the naked eye could clearly see the frequency of the shiver under the trouser tube-that was the year he was still in the anti-drug detachment, under the meteor-like dazzling, fabulous young and promising Jiang stop, When a dead salary ran for a small leg; in a drug operation heading to the dock, the special police in front surrounded a highly suspicious bulletproof luxury car with a gun, and then caught the young man from the back seat of the car.
At that time, he was younger and more arrogant, facing more than a dozen black holes
front muzzle, standing there with a smile and raising his hands in the wind, looking at each of the special police officers at the scene unwillingly, it seemed that they would be their Faces are remembered in my head. The captain of the special police was uncomfortable with his dark eyes, and reported to the command car through the walkie-talkie to catch a suspect. At that time, Qi Sihao clearly heard the cold voice of Jiang Shu from the walkie-talkie:
"Why didn't you kill?"
"What?" The special police captain thought he hadn't heard it clearly, and repeated his tone: "Report to the command vehicle that one of the suspects has surrendered, but he has surrendered! Please indicate."
The channel was silent for a long time before listening to Jiang Ding saying, "Then come back."
After the operation was over, the young man was chained to a police car, and suddenly turned his head, the vulgar sharp eyes staring at Jiang Zhe. This look made all the people who saw it feel uncomfortable. The special police officer just wanted to scold, but only heard him suddenly open his mouth: "I heard you want to kill me?"
No one knows how he recognized the Chief Commander from so many police officers at one glance, or it might be because Jiang Zhan was wearing a dark blue uniform with the highest police rank on his shoulders.
Jiang Zhan's face without a trace of expression turned all year round, staring at him without any emotion, no different from looking at a thief, robber or broker. In such a condescending gaze, the young man suddenly smiled with a twisted twist, stretched his head and said something to Jiang Zhe's ear.
At that time, Qi Sihao stood far away and could not hear what was said. It should be a from the perspective of the mouth, but the special police around him had a large response, and several people scolded him back at the same time.
Jiang stopped flat, moved his wrist, and asked, "You say it again?"
The young man still smiled like that, slowing down and repeating slowly, before the voice fell, he "slammed!" A loud sound, half of his body was slapped by Jiang Zhan!
Jiang Shunjin was definitely not kidding. When the young man stood up with gas, the corners of his mouth had obviously overflowed with blood.
"Say it again," Jiang Zhang said clearly.
Qi Sihao determined that the young man was ill. He seemed to be suddenly inspired by some great interest, and even cursed that bad word again.
Snapped! !!
The sound of slap in the ears was so loud that even people from all walks of life were startled.
Jiang stopped and said, "Say it again."
"..." The young man gasped and straightened again.
This time he had blood in his teeth, making Sen Bai's teeth even more horrible, and he had the illusion of eating blood and eating meat. The paradoxical scene made the special police around a bit cold. Someone just came forward to stop and saw him leaning against Jiang Zhe's ear. The teeth were gently opened and closed. And you know that I will be released, and the days are long, don't you? "
Jiang Zhe said, "Yeah."
Then he was so impassive that he slaps his hands and slaps the young man into the police car door!
"The next time I see him at the scene, I don't need to warn, but wait for resistance, and kill him on the spot." Jiang Zhan took out a disinfection tissue from the car, wiped his hands slowly, and said, "The responsibility is mine."
He turned and walked away, while the young man was imprisoned by the special police, pushing the police car rough.
You know that I will be released.
At that time, Qi Sihao, like everyone at the scene, thought that this was just a ridiculous arrogance, but it didn't take long for him to sort out his case file, and he found out that this man was really released on bail pending trial because of insufficient evidence, and was then unable to convict.
When he learned this, Qi Sihao stayed in the office for a long time. After the emotions such as misunderstanding, wonder, and incredible dissipated, an impressive picture emerged slowly from his heart with fear--
That was when the police car that escorted the suspect was driven away that day, the young man stared back at him through the window glass of the car and stared back at him. The police car drove farther and farther, but his venomous gaze was still staying where it was, as if foreshadowing some kind of misfortune in the future, all those who noticed it shuddered.
You know that I will be released.
Then he was released, and at this moment leisurely smoking a cigarette, appeared in front of Qi Sihao.
Ajie played soot, his tone was calm and sandy, but made Qi Sihao tremble again as if he was energized: "Do you know why you are here?"
"No, no ... no ..."
"Calm down and stand up straight. Anyway, you are also a detachment leader."
"I don't know, they are all the ambassadors. They are really all them." Qi Sihao regretted that his intestines were green and kept repeating: "I just signed a letter. It was me who was confused for a while, but I was confused for a while. I could Get the money back and give it back to you— "
"Money," Ajie laughed. "Money is the least valuable thing in the world."
Qi Sihao was at a loss, if not for standing by the killer, it is estimated that he would fall to the ground the next moment.
"You could have as much money as you wanted-if you haven't sold this thing."
Ajie raised his hand and took a photo from his pants pocket, and threw it forward. The photo spun down to the ground, Qi Sihao's conditioned reflection looked down, and only a bag of faint blue powder was seen on the picture, wrapped in a transparent sealed bag, and the yellowed label on the lower right corner was written with a faded pen. With: Group 7 nine boxes of 7704.
what is this?
Indeed, as Qi Sihao said, he is only responsible for signing. The actual operation is to get things out of the box, pass them out, develop offline, and sell them to various channels ... These have nothing to do with him, and it is normal to not recognize them.
"Do you know what this is?" Ajie slowly exhaled a spit of smoke, and the bottom of his eyes appeared: "This may be the prosperity and wealth of your second life, or it may be your lifeline."
At this moment, the sound of a dark door opening and closing came from deep in the wine cellar, and then the foreman's mother, Sang, hurried over: "Jiege!"
As soon as Ajie looked up, the foreman whispered in his ear.
Qi Sihao was in extreme panic and didn't understand what she was talking about, but then she saw Ajie's face change slightly: "What?"
The foreman nodded in horror.
"... This life is really hard." Ajie said softly, not knowing who he was talking about, and then he got up and strode toward the exit. When he passed by Qi Sihao, he ordered: "Look at him, don't let him run away. . "
The killer knew it, nodded.
Fire exits.
"Giggle ..."
The man in black lay flat on the ground, grabbing Yan's arm desperately, and thrust his fingers into his muscles alive. A few bloodstains slowly flowed down Yan's knotted elbow, and gathered along the forearm on the violent bone of the wrist.
However, this pain didn't change Yan Yan's expression halfway. He knelt down on one knee and half stared at the ground, staring at the man in black, his face turned from purple to black, but he could not send out even a little warning or call for help. His body was dehydrated. The fish bounced fiercely, then suddenly softened, and never moved again.
In the narrow corridor, the air was stiff as if freezing, and Yang Mei blocked her mouth.
"Huh ... huh ..." Until it was confirmed that the killer was out of breath, Yan Xun slowly released his hand from the neck of the man in black, and stood up panting.
"Yan, Yan Yan Yan Yan, you you you ..."
With a sharp snoring gesture, Yan Mei stopped Yang Mei's shuddering shout, and immediately pointed upstairs: "Hurry up."
"So, what do you do? Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang ..."
"Come on!" Yan Yan whispered almost rudely, pulling her arm rudely and pulling her up, shoving her involuntarily and walking up the stairs for several steps: "Don't hesitate, go out and drive to the back door and wait, Leave us alone within ten minutes and let us go! "
Yang Mei almost rushed out to say no, but then, her eyes crossed the strictness, settled on a certain scene not far away, and her teeth could not stop fighting.
"What to take?"
A vicious voice sounded, and it turned out to be laughing, just like the hungry beast finally smelled the defenseless human smell:
"I'm useless to go, all stay."
Yan Yan turned suddenly.
At the end of the corridor, a thin, sturdy figure appeared, and then the figure turned back, revealing Ajie's cold face. At that moment, Yan's shoulder and neck muscles were obviously tightened, and the eyes of the two collided, and Ajie slowly smiled word by word: "I said that when you meet again, it will be your death."
Yang Mei's lips shook violently because of fear, holding on to the dusty wall like a straw, so that she would not fall down on her knees.
At this moment, she heard Yan Yan slowly smile: "Okay."
Then I saw Yan Yan suddenly fluttering, and volley captured the short knife that the man in black had left-
At the same time, Ajie also moved, pulling his dagger from his calf, and rushed to Yan Yan with lightning!
Negative wine cellar.
The door blocked all the sounds outside, and the cellar was so quiet that the breath could be heard clearly. Qi Sihao stood unstable, sweating on his back layer after layer, just like it was just taken out of the water. The killer smoked out of his trouser pocket to smoke, and released him when he ignited. He immediately struck twice. Almost fell.
"Now I'm afraid. What did you do?" The killer sneered in the nose, "If you're honest, you won't be able to deal with this, you're asking for it."
Qi Sihao answered.
"Who did you work with before? The Second Anti-Drug Squad?"
When Jiang Zhan was the captain of the detachment, his style was very tough, and a character like Qi Sihao could not be reused under his hands. Therefore, the history of Weisuo Nuouo was always ashamed of Qi Sihao and never mentioned.
He dealt with it carefully, huh, huh, and just listened to the killer and said casually, "It's your captain who is surnamed Jiang? This guy is awkward."
Qi Sihao had just subconsciously "snapped" and suddenly felt wrong, difficult?
What is difficult?
Didn't Jiang Zhan die very well?
"But later it was said to be dead," the killer sneered. "It was like this to end up against our boss."
Qi Sihao was hesitant in his heart, wondering whether the killer was a pure threat or what he was hinting at. Is he against this group of drug dealers, and now he will end up like Jiang Zhan?
Do they want to kill him here? !!
The killer didn't notice Qi Sihao's pale face, and didn't know what he thought of. He raised his mouth maliciously: "He doesn't leave when there is a way in heaven, and he has no way to go to hell. He is talking about you, Captain Jiang, who is unlucky He was once his man ... "
"I'm not! I'm not!" Qi Sihao shouted sharply: "I and that surnamed Jiang are not the same people at all, you can't kill me! You kill me and you won't be so clean up!"
The killer ridiculed: "You? What kind of thing do you really want to kill? You are not like an ant. Even the last name of Jiang was not good, you know he ended up--"
puff.
In fact, it was only a small voice, but the killer's motion suddenly stopped, his body shook forward, and the cigarette fell to the ground from his fingers.
Qi Sihao opened his eyes in horror, his pupils clearly reflected the last scene of the killer's life-he seemed to want to go back and see who killed himself, but his strength was not enough to support this last action. He bleeds blood from the heart of his left chest, and then maintains this half-turned posture, booming! Suddenly fell to the ground, splashing with dust and smoke.
"Who ... who," Qi Sihao took a half step back nervously. "Come out ... ah ah ghost!"
After the corpse fell to the ground, the scene behind him was revealed. In the rows of wine racks, Jiang stopped dropping his gun and threw the mineral water bottle that was set on the muzzle for silence, and bent down to pick up the metal shell that had fallen to the ground.
"You, Jiang, the Jiang team ..." Qi Sihao simply suspected that he was dreaming, plunged into a soft fall, rolled around and crawled backwards: "You or are you a ghost or-or-ah ah ah don't come over! come!"
"I and you are really not the same person," Jiang Zhan blandly said.
His tone remained as undeniably cold and tough as he was then, and he stepped forward, kneeling on one knee beside the still-blooded corpse, and commanded: "Shut up if you don't want to die."
Qi Sihao breathed quickly, as if he were really caught in a terrifying nightmare. He saw Jiang Zhan pulling out the folding knife from under his jacket, rubbing the ejected blade, stabbing at the bullet hole in the left chest of the corpse, and then dug in a few times, jingled aloud, and pried out from between the ribs. Flesh-stained bullets.
Jiang Zhan picked up the warhead from the ground and motioned to Qi Sihao like sleepwalking: "Follow me."
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