: Chapter 39

Han Xiaomei's eyes widened and her mind was blank, but unsurprisingly, death did not come.
Click, click, click.
Ajie pulled the trigger like a joke, and then threw the empty gun. "Yellow hair girl, the next time you sing empty city, at least it looks like a little bit. If you have a bullet, you still use your own hands to break through the window?"
"Don't move!" He suddenly raised his voice, and Jiang stopped behind to pick up the dagger.
"You and I don't want to move, this girl may not be." Ajie did not reply, "Although it was not planned, killing more police officers is not a big deal for me."
Abandoned highways are vast and long in the night, leading to the undulating wilderness, and the emptiness and darkness that cannot be turned into thick ink.
Jiang Zhe finally stood up slowly.
Every bone and every inch of his body was clamoring for severe pain, and his joints seemed to be filled with sour cold water. Even a little movement would cause great pain. However, his shape is still very straight, from the back of the neck to the shoulders, from the butterfly bone to the back of the waist, and even from the long legs to the feet, all showing a tight and sharp posture.
"What the do you want to do?" He asked.
Ajie pressed her knees on Han Xiaomei's abdomen, forcing her to fall to the ground with an unnaturally twisted elbow, then looked up and estimated the time in her heart, saying, "The person who picks me up is almost here."
Han Xiaomei forcibly suppressed tears, but could not restrain the painful spasms.
"Hu Weisheng is dead, and the bag of blue gold left in the house is also destroyed. Your police broke this case quite sharply and helped us a lot. I guess the boss will be very happy when I go back, but I can make him more Please be happy. "Ajie paused, turning back to Jiang Zhe to evoke the corner of his mouth, and showed a malicious smile:" If I can take what he wants more. "
Behind him, at the end of the distant highway, a star light flashed faintly.
Jiang Ding said, "Okay."
He promised to be so neat, and somewhat surprised Ajie.
"But you let go of her first," Jiang Zhan continued. "If this policeman dies, at least I can make sure that you don't have a good time in the next few years ... or you won't have another one at all. A few years have passed. "
Judging from Ajie's reaction, he probably didn't take it seriously. From the moment Han Xiaomei pointed his gun at his brain, he was already half dead: "I advise you to first ..."
Jiang Zang said, "I don't want to live easily, but it's easy to take a personal funeral. Otherwise, I try?"
Ajie's expression finally changed, and it seemed to be weighing how seriously he said this. After a little thought, he shrugged, and stood up and let go of Han Xiaomei.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Zhan half-knelt whispered beside Han Xiaomei.
"... Advisor Lu ..."
While holding the mobile phone, Ajie didn't know what to send, and walked towards the Land Rover that had been hit by the door. He pulled out the metal briefcase on the co-pilot, and took one out of the glove box under the dashboard. Insert something dark in shape into the back.
"He, he has a gun ..." Han Xiaomei was trying to get up, but was stopped by Jiang.
"It's better to lie down."
"No, you--"
"You may have had a concussion during the fall. Don't move."
"But!" Han Xiaomei said hurriedly, just wanting to say something, and suddenly felt that his pockets were moved.
Handcuffs!
Suddenly she reacted, and suddenly looked at Jiang Zhe, only to see that he had no trace of abnormality from his expression to his tone, saying, "Lying here waiting for rescue, those in the city bureau won't take too long. Hold on for a while , I'll come and go. "
"Let ’s go, you two. After talking, she should discuss with you that you will go hand in hand to get a certificate from the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning." After completing the message, Ajie stepped forward lazily: "Don't endlessly."
Han Xiaomei only felt that every movement in the handcuffs in her pocket was very clear. She stared at the killer who was getting closer as Jiang stopped, her heart pounding, as if she was about to break through her throat in the next second, just listening to Jiang Lan's waves Don't be surprised, "OK."
Ajie landed on his feet and reached out to grab Jiang's arms.
Swipe a light arc close to Han Xiaomei's nose, Jiang Jiang got up like lightning, and slammed the metal handcuff ring on Ajie's temple!
"run!"
Han Xiaomei didn't dare to delay the blink of an eye. She clenched her teeth, got up, and exhausted her legs with all her strength!
"Fuck!" Ajie was really angry this time. She shook her head to get rid of the dizziness. She grabbed the shackles and threw them away like iron tongs, then immediately raised her hand and pulled the gun. He used to want to open the safety hydrant, but his thumb had just been lifted and restrained. He simply hit Jiang Zhan's head with a gun and slammed it!
"I should know that you are in trouble--" Ajie said with a word, his elbows against Ka Jiang's throat, wondering how to stun him without dying, suddenly the light behind him was bright, the engine The roar approached quickly.
A Cherokee rushed through the high-speed exit and rushed behind it. AJie pushed Jiang Zhe repeatedly, and rolled out several meters on the spot, and the bullets flew against the heel to make a slip of dust!
Jiang stopped screaming, "Be careful he has a gun!"
As soon as the voice fell, Ajie raised his hand and pulled the trigger. Cherokee's dazzling headlights have become the best targets in the night, and even the aiming is not required. The entire front window shatters!
The tire scratched the ground and made a squeaking noise, Dacut drifted to a sudden stop, and stood firmly in front of Jiang stopped: "Come up!"
A Jie raised his eyebrows, and saw a straightening figure getting out of the car with a gun.
"Well, life is so hard." Ajie muttered, rolling over again to avoid the bullets passing by, and squatting beside the Land Rover car, opened the door to block himself. Just listening to the "bang!" Loud noise, the bullets that came after hit the door, the thrust shocked half of the car!
"Are you all right, Team Jiang?" Yan Yan shouted as he pushed towards Land Rover.
After the body was cut, Jiang Zing's frontal blood plummeted down his hair, but his answer sounded very calm: "Don't worry about me, pay attention to bullets! His gun is Bo
Leta m92!"
Yan Yan: "Oh my go."
Boletta M92, a double-row magazine, with a maximum capacity of 15 rounds and an effective range of 50 meters; the enlarged trigger guard is designed to be worn with gloves and is the favorite of the US military, terrorists and professional killers.
Compared with the hand
gun issued by the city bureau, that's almost bullying.
Yan Yan held both guns and hurried forward. Each time Ajie came up from the back of the car door, one shot passed, forcing the other side to be unable to shoot, and the warhead hit the metal door with sparks. After a short time, the bullets lighted up. After Yan Yan had advanced to the Land Rover, he threw his hand and threw an empty gun, went straight to the roof of the car, and rolled cleanly.
Ajie said nothing, raised his gun and fired a burst, and a bullet hit the roof!
Bang bang
The M92's 9mm bullet almost bite through Yan's body and rubbed, leaving a curved line of bullet marks on the roof. Yan Ni rolled over in the smoke of gunpowder, grabbed Ajie's hand with a gun, and the two flickered together between the electric light and fire.
Jiang Zhan's pupils suddenly dilated.
In the distance, Han Xiaomei yelled: "Vice Yan--"
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Ming flew the m92 bluntly, the army
the gun spun out after turning an arc!
"Is that right, buddy?" Yan Ming twisted Ajie tightly, saying in a stalemate: "The fight is back to the fight. It's okay to shoot a gun, how hurt your feelings?"
Ajie finally struck him away with his body, and the two pulled out several steps at the same time, staring at each other.
"Since it's yours, I don't need to keep my hand." Ajkala twisted her neck and Morin said, "Ready to die."
Yan Yan sneered: "Since it's me, who might die?"
The last word landed, Ajie's fist wind was approaching, and Yan Yan blocked it with one hand, and then swept his cheeks on the cheeks, and the two of them instantly struck together!
In fact, if strictly compared, Ajie was the one who received professional and professional training, Yan Yan was a kid in the boxing hall and "gang", and he was used to fight against others. Lu Zi did not learn fighting and fighting systematically until he attended the police academy at the age of eighteen.
But Ye Luzi has the advantage of Ye Luzi, and the fight is more brutal, fierce, and more aggressive. Ajie caught Yan Yan's arm and gave him a shoulder fall. However, at the moment of vacation, Yan Yan kneeled and caught Ajie's neck, and both sides fell to the ground at the same time, both hitting the Land Rover window. Crush!
The glass shattered, and they splashed their faces. Ajie spit out the glass in his mouth, and just about to get up, his head was murmured in front of his eyes, and his throat was locked with great force-Yan Yan was lying on the back with his legs to lock his neck and carried him back to the ground!
"Damn ..." Ajie cursed, unable to move from head to neck to the upper body at all, and tried to reach out to m92 on the ground.
Seeing that his fingers approached the handle of the gun one by one, how could Yan reach him with his feet kicked hard, and immediately got up and rushed to the m92, trying to hold the gun in his hand first.
At this moment, Ajie was kicked so that the whole man slid flat to the bottom of the Land Rover. But he was quite fierce. He grabbed the car door with a lot of holes, took advantage of his strength to stand up and leapt, and caught him instantly before Yan Yan caught the gun. Without a word, he kicked out the m92!
"Don't you say that moving your gun hurts your feelings?" Ajie laughed, holding Yan Yan with his strength and leaping, listening only to the bang! A huge earthquake came and slammed Yan Yan on the roof!
The remaining windows, which were already in danger, were finally unsupportable and burst into debris in all directions.
Han Xiaomei's shouting sharp tone: "Vice Yan!"
Ajie covered his mouth with the blood cut out of the glass, he wiped it indifferently, raising his eyes to see the river stop standing in front of the car.
A moment of gaze came to his eyes, Ajie's eyes appeared a smile, with the show of tadpoles and pure males, and spit out the words silently with his mouth: "Look."
Immediately he twisted his wrist at will, and was just about to turn around to give a fatal blow, and suddenly hesitated! With a whistle, the whole man was strangled into the window by the scissor feet falling from the sky!
"What kind of feelings do you have with a death sentence prisoner," Yan Yan got up from the roof, "don't you see if you deserve it?"
Yan Zheng wrapped up with a full body of gas and jumped out of the car, grabbed Ajie's back collar, and raised his head out of the car window in the rumbling of numerous pieces of broken glass, followed by a violent collision!
Huh!
Huh!
Huh! !!
Ajie didn't shout with blood on his head, hugged Yan Yan and pushed back, seven or eight steps in a row, and hit the highway fence severely and severely!
The two together weighed more than 300 kilograms, and the terrible impact caused by inertial acceleration caused the metal guardrails to produce visible depressions. Yan Shiyan felt severe pain in his entire back, as if even the back ribs were broken, struggling to avoid it. Ajie struck a leg in his original position, and a few hundred kilograms of leg force hit the metal fence on the spot. pit!
Yan Yan gritted his teeth and twisted Ajie, his expression was a little stubborn, and he struck his cervical spine continuously with elbows, and the bones suddenly made a terrible gurgling noise.
When two men with an average height of close to one meter nine were strong and evenly matched, when they hit the dead, they were like two endless fierce tigers. The ground was knocked out of the ground by fists, and the Land Rover lights were kicked and shattered. The glass crushed stones were pouring all over the sky. Ajie stooped sharply to avoid the serious and serious spin kick, got up and grabbed the Land Rover's sloping top cover, propped up with one hand, and fell to the copilot on the other side, A black sniper
gun box was caught in the window, and Yan Yan's face was swept away!
"Yeah!" Yan Ye spit out the blood foam with tooth fragments on the spot, and immediately caught the metal gun box, throwing away fiercely, when his chest kicked Ajie to spit blood, flying out several meters!
Huh!
Ajie hit the guardrail, and the scattered dust and masonry along the highway were covered.
"..." Ajie climbed up slowly with his hands on his hands, and Kala moved around the shoulders, staring at Yan Yan.
His brow bone and bridge of his nose were tall, because his forehead and eye sockets were covered with blood, so his eyes looked extremely embarrassed, and he slowly said, "It seems that you should be killed."
Yan Yan was breathing in the same way, and his nasal cavity was full of rusty hot gas, and the words evoked the corners of his mouth.
The smile was cold and hard, and with this expression, he raised his hand and hooked his index finger.
"Look for death," Ajie scolded, and just stepped forward, suddenly—
boom!
The loud noise shook the night, and everyone looked for it at the same time.
"Stop." Jiang Zhan pointed directly at the muzzle of the sky and turned to Ajie. M92 still emitted smoke from the gunpowder: "I'll just shoot one more step."
Just now the gun was kicked and kicked by Yan Yan, and fell into the wilderness behind the fence. In the dark, no one noticed when Jiang Zhan picked it up, and no one noticed that his hand holding the gun was unstable. .
Only Ajie.
The scene was stalemate. He narrowed his eyes and stared hard at Jiang Zhan's cold and bloodless face, as if piercing the ice-covered handsome face, seeing deeper hidden pain and unknown things .
"Shoot," Ajie blinked, and laughed. "Isn't your shooting good? Come on, shoot me, just like you killed rivets."
--rivet.
Yan Yan's eyelids struck heavily and glanced at Jiang Stop.
Like a forbidden spell breaking through the ice, Jiang Zhan stood straight there, but his soul seemed to fall into the icy biting water bottom.
The undercurrent was raging with malicious memories, wrapped around the body, and then went around behind him. "Do you want to go out?"
Gloomy but not seen in the cell.
"Want to restore freedom?"
The ray of light in the window slit hit the figure in the corner.
"That man is the undercover police officer ..."
He struggled to retreat, but someone was holding him from behind, forcing a gun into his hand
"There is only one bullet in the barrel, undercover or yourself." The voice in the nightmare said with a smile, "You must make the right choice."
Jiang Zhan's chest was undulating, but he couldn't tell whether his hoarse gasping came from dream or reality.
—I must live, he thought.
My brothers are dead, I have to live to get revenge for them; everyone thinks I am an insider, I have to live to cleanse my stigma ... I can't die.
but.
but--
Jiang Zhan stood upright in the wilderness, cold sweat soaked in his hair, and slowly gathered along the cheek along his cheek. He saw that his hand holding the gun was raised, but he could not avoid the fact that had happened in the nightmare with all his strength. He could only close his eyes with shaking and the index finger was pulled next time—
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