Chapter 39

Han Xiaomei opened his eyes, his mind was blank, but he did not accidentally come.

Wipe 哢 哢 哢.

Ajie fascinated the trigger, and then threw away the empty gun: "Huang Mao girl, the next time the empty city plan is at least a little like a little. If you have a bullet, you still climb the window with your own bare hands?"

"—— Don't move!" He suddenly raised his voice, and Jiang stopped the action of picking up the dagger.

"You and I don't want to move, this girl may not be." Ajie did not return: "Although it was not in the plan, but killing more police officers, it is not a big deal for me."

The abandoned road is vast in the night, leading to the end of the wilderness, as well as the empty and darkness that is inseparable from the ink farther.

Jiang Pu finally stood slowly.

Each bone and inch inch of his body are shouting in the pain. Each joint seems to be filled with sour cold water, and even a little movement will bring great pain. However, his body was still very straight, his neck to his shoulders, butterfly bone to the back, and even his long legs to his feet, all showing a tight and neat gesture.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

Ajie's knees were on the abdomen of Han Xiaomei, forcing her to fell to the ground with an unnatural twisted posture, and then looked up in her heart to estimate the time, saying, "The person who picks up with me is almost here."

Han Xiaomei forcibly suppressed tears, but could not restrain the painful spasm.

"Hu Weisheng died, and the bag of blue gold flowing outside was also destroyed. Your police officer broke the case this time and helped us a lot. I guess the boss will be very happy after returning back, but I can let him still let him still let him go. Be happier. "Ajie paused, turning back to Jiang's corner of his mouth, showing a malicious smile:" If I can bring what he wants more. "

Behind him, at the end of the highway, a star lamp flashed.

Jiang Shun said, "Okay."

He agreed to be so neat, making Ajie a little surprised.

"But you let go of her first." Jiang Pu continued, "If this policeman is dead, at least I can ensure that you will not live too smoothly in the next few years ... or you will not have any more The days of the next few years have passed. "

From the reaction of Ajie, he probably did not take this seriously. From the moment Han Xiaomei pointed at his head with a gun, he was already half a dead person: "I advise you still ..."

Jiang Shun said, "I don't want to live easily, it's easy to pull personal burial. Otherwise, I try it?"

Ajie's expression finally changed, and it seemed to be wearing how serious he was. After thinking about it, he shrugged and got up and let go of Han Xiaomei.

"Are you okay?" Jiang stopped halfway on Han Xiaomei and whispered.

"... Consultant ..."

As Ajie took the phone, didn't know what information was sending, and walked towards the renovated Land Rover that was hit by the door, pulled out the metal official box on the co -pilot, and pulled it out of the debris box under the instrument. Insert the black pistol shape into the back waist.

"He, he has a gun ..." Han Xiaomei was about to get up, but was stopped by Jiang stopping.

"It's best to lie down."

"No, you-"

"You may have a brain shock just now, don't move."

"But!" Han Xiaomei said anxiously, just what she wanted to say, and suddenly felt that the pocket was moved.

Handcuffs!

Suddenly, she reacted and looked at Jiang Po sharply. I saw that he had no half -silk abnormality from his expression to tone. , I'll come and come. "

"Okay, you two, she should discuss with you if we talk more about going to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning to get the certificate." After Ajie sent the message, he stepped forward lazily: "Don't stop."

Han Xiaomei only felt that every movement of the handcuffs in her pocket was very clear. She stared at the killer who was getting closer and closer behind Jiang Ting, her heart was pounding, as if she was going to break through her throat in the next second. Not surprised, he said, "Okay."

Ajie fell to the ground and reached out to grab Jiang Ting's arm.

Brushing a light arc close to Han Xiaomei's nose, Jiang Ting stood up like lightning and smashed the metal handcuff ring on Ajie's temple!

"run!"

Han Xiaomei didn't even dare to delay the blink of an eye.

"Fuck!" Applejack was really annoyed this time, and shook his head to get rid of the dizziness, grabbed the cuff ring like iron tongs and threw it away, and immediately raised his hand to draw a gun. He was accustomed to wanting to open the safety bolt, but as soon as his thumb was raised, he restrained himself. He simply smashed Jiang Ting's head with the butt of the gun, bang!

"I should have known that you're a troublesome person-" Ajie said in a single word, his elbows stuck to Jiang's throat, and he was thinking about how to make him faint without killing him, when suddenly there was a bright light behind him, and the engine The roar quickly approached.

A Cherokee came speeding from the highway exit and rushed behind him in a blink of an eye. Ajie shoved Jiang Ting heavily, and at the same time rolled on the spot and rushed out a few meters, the bullets flew against his heels and sent a stream of dust!

Jiang Ting shouted fiercely, "Be careful he has a gun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Applejack raised his hand and pulled the trigger. The bright headlights of the Cherokee became the best target in the dark, even without aiming, the entire front window shattered!

The tires scratched the ground and made a stinging noise. Daqi drifted to a sudden stop, and stopped firmly before Jiang stopped: "Come up!"

Ajie raised his eyebrows, and saw a vigorous figure getting out of the car with a gun, it was Yan Yan.

"Fuck, life is really tough." Applejack murmured, rolled on the spot again to dodge the passing bullets, dodged and crouched beside the Land Rover, and opened the door to block him. Just listening to the loud noise of "Bang!", the hotly pursued bullet hit the door, and the thrust made half of the front of the car shake violently!

"Are you all right, Team Jiang?" Yan Yan roared as he pushed towards Land Rover.

After cutting the car body, the blood on Jiang Ting's forehead gurgled down his temples, but his answer sounded very calm: "Leave me alone, pay attention to the bullets! His gun is a Beretta M92!"

Yan Yan: "Oh, I'll go."

Beretta M92, double-column magazine, with a maximum capacity of fifteen rounds and an effective range of 50 meters; the enlarged trigger guard is specially designed for shooting with gloves, and is the favorite of the US military, terrorists and professional killers.

Compared with the pistols issued by the city bureau, it is simply bullying.

Yan Yan held guns in both hands and moved forward at a rapid pace. Every time Ajie emerged from behind the door, he fired a shot, forcing the other side to be unable to shoot. The warhead hit the metal door with sparks. In an instant, the bullets lit up, and Yan Yan had advanced to the back of the Land Rover. He threw his empty gun and jumped straight onto the roof, rolling neatly and neatly.

Without a word, Ajie raised his gun and fired a burst of bullets at the roof of the car!

bang bang bang-

The 9mm bullet of the M92 almost bit Yan Yan's body and swiped, leaving an arc of bullet marks on the roof of the car. In the smoke of gunpowder, Yan Yan rolled over and fell to the ground, grabbing Ajie's gun-wielding hand, the two of them scuffled together, and M92 suddenly went off!

Jiang Ting's pupils suddenly widened.

In the distance, Han Xiaomei roared, "Yan Fu—"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan slammed the M92 into the air, and the gun spun in an arc and then landed!

"Is this right, buddy." Yan Yan twisted Ajie tightly, and said in a stalemate, "A fight is a fight, why don't you shoot anything, how hurt your feelings?"

Ajie finally pushed him away with his body, and the two of them retreated a few steps at the same time, staring at each other.

"Since it's you, there's no need for me to keep my hands." Ajakara twisted her neck and said coldly, "Prepare to die."

Yan Yan sneered: "Since it's me, who might die?"

The last word landed, Ajie Boxing was in front of him, and was blocked by Yan Yan with one hand, and then his legs swept his cheeks. The two twisted together!

In fact, if strict comparison, Ajie is the one that receives professional and professional training. Yan Yan is mixed in the boxing hall and "gang" from a young age to make a sword with a knife. The way, it was not until the age of eighteen that he went to the police academy to learn the fighting and fighting systematically.

But the wild road has the advantages of wild roads, and the fight is more ruthless, more ruthless, and more bumpy. Ajie had a shoulder -to -shoulder drop in Yan Yan's arm. However, at the moment of the empty air, Yan Yan's knees bent and hooked on the neck of Ajie. Smake!

The ripped glass of the sky spilled their faces. Ajie spit out his mouth full of glass residue, just wanted to get up, his eyes gurgled in front of him, and his throat was locked by giant power -Yan Yan lay behind his legs with his legs, and put him back to the ground!

"Damn ..." Ajie cursed, from his head and neck to the upper body could not move at all, he tried to reach out to hook the M92 on the ground.

Seeing that his fingers were close to the gun handle, how could Yan Yan let him be enough, his feet kicked his feet, and he got up and rushed into M92, trying to hold the gun in his own hand.

At this moment, Ajie was taken to the bottom of Land Rover. But he was quite fierce, and he grabbed the door of the sores, and he got up to the vertical leap. He grabbed him a moment before Yan Yan caught the gun. He didn't say anything, and kicked the M92 out!

"Didn't you say that the gunshot wounded his feelings?" Ajie mocked, hugging Yan Yan's effort, only listening! The giant shock came, and Yan Yan hit the whole person on the roof cover!

The remaining windows, which were originally precarbing, finally couldn't support it anymore, and burst into slag in all directions.

Han Xiaomei's shouting tone: "——Li Yan !!"

The blood of Ajie's mouth was cut out of the glass, and he wiped it inadvertently, and raised his eyes to see the Jiang stopped in front of the big cut.

At the eyes of the eyes, a smile appeared at the bottom of Ajie's eyes, showing the two words with the mouth of the mouth and pure male, and vomited two words silently: "Look."

The spin was twisted his wrist at will, and he was about to turn around to give a fatal blow, and suddenly he was stunned! With a sound, the whole person's scissors that were descended from the sky were twisted and smashed into the window!

"What feelings to tell a death penalty," Yan Yan got up from the roof cover: "Don't you look at your match?"

Yan Yan jumped out of the car with his body, grabbed Ajie's back collar, and proposed his head from the window in the sound of countless broken glass pieces, and then hit it again!

Alas!

Alas!

Alas! Intersection

Ajie was full of blood, holding Yan Yan, pushing back, seven or eight consecutive steps, and hit the highway guardrail fiercely and again!

The two people weighed more than 300 pounds, and the terrible impact force caused by the acceleration of inertia caused the metal fence to produce a depression visible to the naked eye. Suddenly Yan Yan's pain in the back of the back, as if the rear ribs were broken, and struggled to avoid it. Ajie hit his original position in his original position. pit!

Yan Yan gritted his teeth and twisted Ajie, even his expression was a little bit embarrassed, and his elbows continuously clicked his cervical spine, and his bones suddenly giggled.

Two average height is close to 1.9 meters nine, strong and powerful men when they fight in the dead, just like the tigers with an endless ends. The glass shattered stones are pouring throughout the sky. Ajie bent over and escaped the row kick, got up and grabbed the top cover that had been smashed by Land Rover, and supported the vertical leap in one hand. Grab the black sniper rifle box in the window, and sway the Yan Yan's face!

"Oh!" Yan Yan spit out the blood foam with the fragments of teeth on the spot. He immediately caught the metal gun box and threw it away.

Clamp!

Ajie hit the guardrail, and the scattered dust of the dust beside the highway sprinkled.

"..." Ajie stood up slowly with his hands, and Kara moved his shoulders around him, staring at Yan Yan.

His brow bones and nose bridge grew taller, because the forehead and orbital were full of blood, so his eyes seemed particularly cold, and he slowly said: "It seems that it should really kill you."

Yan Yan also gasped, and the nasal cavity was full of rust and hot air, and he heard the words from half the corner of his mouth.

The smile was cold and cold, and he raised his hand to hook his finger with such an expression.

"Looking for death," Ajie cursed, just lifted his feet forward, suddenly suddenly-

boom!

The loud noise shook the night, and everyone looked at the sound at the same time.

"Stop." Jiang Ting's muzzle pointed at the sky turned to Ajie, and the M92 still exuded smoke: "One more step and I'll shoot."

Just now, the gun was kicked away by Yan Yan and fell into the wilderness behind the guardrail. In the dark, no one noticed when Jiang Ting picked it up, and no one noticed that his hand holding the gun was unstable. .

Only Ajay.

The scene was still in a stalemate. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Ting's cold, bloodless face, as if he had pierced through the ice-covered handsome face, and saw something hidden, painful and unknown in the depths. .

"Shoot," Applejack blinked and laughed: "Aren't you good at shooting? Come on, shoot me like you killed Rivet."

rivet.

Yan Yan's eyelids twitched heavily and glanced at Jiang Zing.

Like a forbidden spell breaking through the ice, Jiang Ting stood there straight, but his soul seemed to fall into the freezing cold water.

The undercurrent rushed in with malicious memories, wrapped around the body, and then went around behind him, whispering in his ear like a demon: "Do you want to go out?"

A darkened prison cell.

"Want to regain your freedom?"

The ray of light in the crack of the window shone on the figure in the corner of the wall.

"That person is the undercover police officer codenamed Rivet..."

He struggled to back up, but someone restrained him from behind and forced the gun into his hand

"There's only one bullet in the gun, undercover or yourself." The voice in the nightmare smiled and said, "You have to make the right choice."

Jiang Ting's chest heaved up and down, but he couldn't tell whether his hoarse breath came from a dream or reality.

—I must live, he thought in a trance.

My brothers are dead and I have to live to avenge them; everyone thinks I'm an insider and I have to live to get rid of the stigma...I can't die.

but.

but

Jiang Ting stood upright in the wilderness, cold sweat soaking through his temples, slowly converging along his cheeks to the tip of his chin. He saw his hand holding the gun lifted up, but with all his strength, he couldn't avoid the fact that had happened in the nightmare. He could only close his eyes with trembling, and the next moment he pulled his index finger——

boom!