Chapter 152

The black smoke rolled on the steep cliff, the stones were cracked, and the smell of people was filled with leather after the leather burning.

The long police car lined up on the mountain road, and the red and blue police lanterns light up the sky. Special police, criminal police, lifeguard, forest public security ... countless uniforms hurried to go, and the light beam of Wolf Eye Flat shook under the cliff.

"No!"

"No traces of drop -off in the third search and rescue area!"

"Deep down ten meters, the search and rescue area expands the range of orange, don't give up!"

The command car stopped far away, and Lu Wei's coat was too late to wrap it, so he hurriedly walked under the cluster of several on -site commanders.

"Not good." The Yu team was supported by people, I don't know if it was frozen or tired, and I saw the eyes full of redness: "Both people fell down, and when they heard that they did not see people, they couldn't see the corpse. Cliff. The search and rescue team has covered the entire key area of ​​red, and it hasn't been found yet. "

"Is there a broken human tissue?"

Yu team's cheeks were slammed, and even the deputy bureau of Wei who came behind him heard the color change, and several of the criminal investigation detachments that were embarrassed not far softened at the same time.

However, Lu Wei's stare at the Yu team, the seamless old eyes had a firm ice -like calm.

"... Now ..." The Yu team paused difficulties, saying, "Once found, the life -saving staff will immediately pocket them and let us ... identify."

Lu Tuan nodded and looked at his feet.

The dark mountain stream of the bottom of the dark came out of the cold wind, like a crack to hell on the earth, and he heard the cried cry when the yin wind surged.

"Hold the best hope, make the worst plans, and make the greatest effort." Lu Bureau slowly said, "I notify Yan Yan's parents and Yang Mei, and let them prepare for psychological preparations."

"Yan Team!"

"Where are you!"

"Jiang Team!"

"The rescue is here, hold on! I heard it!" Please answer! "

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The shouting and hustle and bustle gradually moved downwards, rolled up by the north wind, scattered, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Dynamic and painful.

Just as countless rusty saws pulled back and forth back and forth, Yan Yan slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were as blurred as if he was blindfolded. After a while, he finally focused on focusing on, and the pain of his limbs gradually climbed back to the end of the nerve, but he couldn't even call it, and the coagulated iron smell in his mouth.

"... What about Jiang Po?" He thought exhausted.

Then he realized: "Ah, I didn't die?"

At the top of the head, countless lush trees grew on both sides of the cliff, connected the cliff into a front line. Yan Yan tried his best to move his arm, and the hearing finally returned a little bit. Hearing the turbulent flowing sound of turbulence not far away, the ground underneath was soft and cold and humid.

-It is a river beach.

Countless branches and rivers saved his life.

"..." Yan Yan tried to support the upper body: "... Jiang ..."

"do not move."

Those two words were so weak and hoarse that it was almost unrecognizable, but Yan Yan instantly recognized who it was - he panted and turned his head, it was Jiang Ting, he was still alive!

In an instant, Yan Yan's nerves seemed to be overcharged, and the electric current of joy washed over his body from top to bottom.

Jiang Ting was curled up in his arms, his face was resting between his neck and his knees were bent in front of his chest; he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and he didn't seem to have the strength to lift his face. Thousands of waves of light reflected on his bluish-white and transparent little half of his side cheeks, and his wet black hair fell on the sand.

"How are you, Jiang Ting?" Yan Xun was given a booster, she turned over and hugged him, her tentacles only felt the body temperature was surprisingly low: "Where are your clothes?"

As soon as he said these words, he immediately felt something, looked down, and was stunned.

His neck and chest were bulging and covered with fabric, it was Jiang Ting's jacket and warm clothes!

"Nonsense! You fucking bastard!" Yan Yan was immediately furious, and immediately reached out to take off his clothes. But then he heard Jiang Ting's extremely weak stop, although it was almost whispering: "It's useless..."

"What did you say! We can survive!"

Jiang Ting shook his head, then turned his face sideways and gestured upwards, but such a subtle movement seemed to have exhausted the strength he had finally saved up, "Do you know how we fell?"

Yan Yan looked up.

Layers of naturally growing vegetation cover the rock wall, nearly ten meters above the ground are 40 to 50 degree slopes covered with rubble, and further up is almost a vertical knife and axe.

"We hit a lot of trees, fell from above...until we fell into the river. This is downstream, and in time, it's miles away from the explosion."

Yan Yan said stunned: "You dragged me ashore?"

The river wouldn't make a high tide to push them up the beach, it would just drown them. After a near-death process of tens of meters in height, what kind of arduous struggle did Jiang Ting endure to push him to the shore in the rushing water?

Jiang Ting didn't answer this question, or maybe he didn't have the strength. "The rescue may...the rescue can't get here. You can rest for a while, and after dawn...you can go upstream and you will be able to..."

Yan Yan roughly stuffed the clothes into his neck: "Shut up for me! I'll beat you up if you talk again!"

"It's a waste of you to be like this, we will all be like this..."

"You know shit! Shut up!"

Jiang Ting lowered his eyelashes, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness on the corner of his lips: "...But I can't do it anymore, Yan Yun."

After a pause he said, "I can't see anymore."

Yan Yan banged so hard that his eyes went black, his mind went blank, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

"...What?" He said blankly, "What can't you see? How can you not see? What do you mean?"

Jiang Ting groped and put his hand in front of Yan Yan's chest, hugged his other shoulder, and buried his face in the firm neck that was still warm. It was a gesture of total dependence and even attachment, probably the first and last time in his life.

Even in the boundless darkness, could clearly feel the familiar heart beating in ear, hitting the eardrum.

"I don't know, maybe I hit my head. It's nothing, Yan Yan... Nothing, everyone has this time, don't cry."

Yan Yan shivered, turned over and wrapped Jiang Ting with his jacket, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Don't cry," Jiang Ting said intermittently, "I'm very tired, let's sleep a little... Don't be like this, I'm not cold at all, I'm quite warm. Your parents are good people, I'm sorry for them, Yang Mei was dragged down by me , the boss is not small..."

Yan Xun gritted his teeth and pressed the back of his head, put his head in his arms, and kept kissing the wet black hair that smelled of river water on the top of his head.

But how could the water be so salty, he thought in a trance.

It was so salty.

Jiang Ting's eyes closed slightly, his pupils were slack, but his eyes seemed to be completely relaxed and satisfied. He can only maintain this posture, even in such a woeful situation, the outline of the profile and the details of the facial features can't pick out any flaws, like white porcelain soaked in water; his lips are gray and white , However, it was also very soft, and every time he moved when he whispered, it pressed against the skin on Yan Yan's chest.

"It's good, we're still together in the end, let's chat with me again... What do you want to do after you go out? It's time for a promotion this time, or go home and inherit the coal mine, your parents will be very happy. happy……"

"Fuck you," Yan Yan gritted his teeth, "I just want to fuck you and take you to get married."

Jiang Ting laughed silently, although the smile was so weak that it was almost invisible, "Okay."

Yan Yan's shoulders trembled strangely, her vision blurred for a while, and her throat was filled with a burning pain.

"You are so beautiful," Jiang Ting murmured, "Be obedient, don't cry, I'll sleep for a while."

He slowly pressed his entire weight on his lover's chest and closed his eyes. At that moment, Yan Yan broke his voice sharply: "Jiang Ting! Don't sleep! Jiang Ting!!"

For several seconds, the blood all over Yan Xun's body became cold. He grabbed Jiang Ting's chin and forcibly lifted his face up. With trembling fingers, he tried breathing under his nose until he was sure that there was still a slight breath of air. After falling asleep or in a coma, I felt my constricted heart finally reluctantly resumed beating again.

"Don't sleep, it's okay," he repeated nervously over and over again, and piled all the clothes that could be piled on Jiang Ting to keep him warm, "It's okay, I'll hold you... It's okay, nothing will happen."

In the distance, there was a movement of Xixi Susuo, and a figure appeared in the moonlight, slowly approaching.

That's Wen Shao.

He was covered in cuts and bruises and walked slowly. He walked to the front and squatted down, staring at Jiang Zing, with a long trail of blood trailing behind him.

"Why the hell don't you die?" Yan Yan squeezed his voice out from between his teeth.

"...Look," Wen Shao tilted his head and answered inappropriately, "He has a reaction."

Yan Yan looked down and saw that Jiang Ting, who was in a coma, was obviously tense, his breathing rate was rapid, and he seemed very unsteady.

"It's always been like this, even without his eyes, he can hear, smell, or feel me... So for the past three years I've always believed that he didn't completely lose consciousness, he just went somewhere temporarily and eventually Just wake up and come back to me."

There was an indescribable look in Wen Shaosen's bright eyes, and Yan Yan recognized what it was.

——The madman is completely mad after a long twist.

"It's just different this time," he said softly with that chilling smile, "this time he's going with me."

Wen Shao raised his hand and stretched out to Jiang Ting's bluish-white profile. His fingernails were all turned open, and his flesh was blurred, like a bloody devil who had just crawled out of hell. Yan Yan clasped his hand, so hard that his knuckles trembled, he pushed it away with all his strength, and roared, "Get out of my way!!"

Wen Shao fell on the sand. Yan Yan was like a beast that was on the verge of dying after being cornered. His consciousness was completely blank. Throw on the ground!

"Pfft!" Wen Shao spat out a mouthful of blood, hooked Yan Yan's neck with one elbow and threw it to the ground, mercilessly hammering his ribs on the ribs that he didn't know how many cracked. The fists squeezed the flesh and bones, and the internal organs seemed to be smashed into mud, making a sour friction sound.

"Why do you hurt me, ah?" Wen Shao roared: "Why do you want to hurt me?!"

Yan Yan's head was bleeding, and his face was hideous. He kicked his opponent out with one foot, and roared through the mountains: "Because of your life, you deserve to die!! You disgusting drug dealer!!"

Wen Shao coughed blood and leaned on the ground, Yan Yan stood up, but couldn't stand up, the sternum had already shown a shocking depression. However, at this time, the pain had receded from all his senses, and only the frenzied anger drowned the top of his head, pouring anger into every blood vessel up and down his body; Throw his head on the ground, on rocks!

Bang!

Bang! !

Every thud was accompanied by splashes of blood, Wen Shao could no longer make a sound, his fingers grabbed Yan Yan's throat with convulsions, and squeezed the aorta with all his strength!

"……call……"

"call……"

Jiang Ting was lying on his back by the river beach in the dark night. No one saw him slowly raise his arms. The reflection of the river water outlined his slender wrist bones and fingers.

He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't make a sound, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't even hear his own short gasps. His soul seemed to be floating in the void, but his right hand groped numbly in the messy clothes for a long time, until he finally touched a very familiar and cold object, and then held it weakly and tightly.

That's a gun.

Before the jeep exploded, Yan Yan reached for the gun from the back seat and tucked it into his lower back.

Destiny is like a delicate mechanism, and it is closely connected at every possible change node. All joys and sorrows, all the subtleties, will eventually lead to the ending that has already been written in the dark—

Jiang Ting opened his eyes slightly and aimed his gun at the two figures who were fighting desperately not far away.

Although he is completely invisible.

"Brother Yan!"

"Brother Yan!"

"Yan Yan—"

A shout echoed in the valley with the flashlight, and suddenly Han Xiaomei stopped and turned her head sharply.

The search and rescue personnel trudged through the steep and slippery rocks, and Ma Xiang asked, "What's wrong?"

"...there is light over there."

"what?"

"It's a river," Han Xiaomei narrowed her eyes, "It's a river!"

The search and rescuers stopped and raised their bodies. They saw that Han Xiaomei had jumped off the rock with the loudspeaker, and stumbled towards the river. Even Ma Xiang couldn't stop it: "Hey! Come back!"

"They won't die! They must have fallen into the river!" Han Xiaomei turned back and shouted, tears suddenly bursting out of her eyes: "As long as they fall into the river, they will definitely survive! Maybe they are far away from us now. Far!"

Ma Xiang was at a loss for words.

"Brother Yan! Team Jiang!" The loudspeaker spread Han Xiaomei's desperate shouts throughout the valley: "Where are you! Please reply! Brother Yan—"

"strict……"

"Brother Yan..."

Just like the hallucinations of people in extreme despair, the sound of shadows and shadows came from the wind, and Yan Yan lost his mind.

The next moment the stalemate was broken, he slammed his head into the air, and was smashed into the sand by Wen Shao!

Boom!

The shock made his eyes glow with gold stars, and he couldn't feel anything but dizziness in an instant. In the intense pain that was stretched indefinitely, he finally heard the intermittent voice in the distance, and it was Han Xiaomei!

Lifeguards have searched here!

"Answer," Wen Shao sneered while pressing his elbow against Yan Yan's throat, "If you don't answer, they will leave?"

"..." Yan Yan's face was blushing and purple, and he couldn't make any sound.

"When those people find your body, what will they say? Is it to fake two tears and hold a fake and lengthy funeral for you, or to laugh at you, an idiot, and jump down to die for nothing, but in the end nothing can be changed ?"

Wen Shao approached this abominable face that he wished to be smashed to ashes, blood gurgled from his nose, and every word contained strong and undisguised malice:

"From the beginning, you are destined to play supporting roles in tragedy, Yan Yan ... You are just a waste."

The two of them looked at each other very close, and Yan Yan's ten fingers pierced the neck of the neck, and a few blood winding down the fingers. However, for them at this time, it seems that any physical harm or pain on the flesh is nothing. Yan Yan's violent and fierce face distorted because of excessive force. Specific type.

——Sedies, forced.

Wen Yan looked down at his eyes, and he saw Jiang Shun who had been sitting forcibly, looking at other places, but the muzzle was rushing to them!

The river water flashed on the muzzle, and when I heard it, it seemed to see something with a joke: "Fire, Jiang stop?"

"..."

"You can't see it, right?"

Jiang Shun was motionless as if he didn't hear.

"Shoot, or you dare not deduct the trigger casually," Wen Yan laughed and laughed: "Is it killing me or killing the last name, you dare not bet on?"

——I dare not dare? Jiang Pu thought.

In the memory, the vibration of the ejaculation of the bore passed through the void, passed through the blood, and poured a clip that was increasingly clearer in the depths of consciousness.

boom!

Ding Dong.

boom!

Ding Dong.

boom!

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The bullet shell fell to the ground. Jiang stopped picking up the earlifice and suddenly heard someone behind him asking:

"Are you a student here?"

Jiang stopped his head, and a dry and tall elderly man was against the light and stood there.

"……Yes."

"Seven meters ten shots ninety -seven, the results are okay."

"You flatter me……"

"But still breath."

Jiang Xun only when this was the retired old man who did not know where to walk around, he was slightly stunned and did not refute.

"Unconvinced?" The old man seemed to see through his mind, "Tactical shooting is first of all, the second is the brain, and the last is the eyes. Wind speed, distance, angle, heartbeat, breathing. To achieve perfect unity, otherwise, the slightest is a thousand miles. You pay too much attention to your eyes when you pull the trigger, but after graduating, which goal will you fix your goal like a static target? "

Jiang Puzheng packed up his backpack and was ready to leave, and he shook his head helplessly: "But the grassroots regulations have changed, the old man, now the police dare not shoot!"

"The police dare not shoot, and the criminals dare not?"

I don't know why Jiang stopped his heart and jumped, and stood subconsciously.

"There are always some police species to face life and death. When you shoulder the police emblem, the legal provisions and actual justice are under your trigger." The old man raised his hand and pointed the left heart, and also nodded the temples: "sound, hand feel, shooting, shooting Instinct, sensory calculation ... Sniper is not relying on teaching materials or static targets. Young people, you are almost a little, go back to practice more. "

Jiang stopped his head and wanted to say something. The old man sneered at him slightly, and there was a trace of love that was unaware of the serious and thin face, and then turned his back and walked out of the shooting ground.

It was the midsummer of the Gongda campus many years ago. The sun outside the gate was bright and dazzling.

Yue Guangping's upright back gradually drifted away, and eventually disappeared in the glorious and sloppy years.

"Acknowledge it, Jiang stops." Wen Yan regretted it, his face and half of his chest were drenched with blood, but his eyes still flashed with unsatisfactory malicious compassion: "You dare not."

At this moment, Yan Yan stunned heavily on the arm of his throat, twisted his left and right hands, click! Wen Yan didn't expect him to be so fierce, his elbow made a crisp sound, and suddenly bent at a terrible angle!

He stuffed his stuffy, and Yan Yan shouted by Wen Yan as soon as he shouted, "Jiang Po! Now !!"

Wen Xun stood firmly, the eyes flashed in the eyes, and his legs poured into Yan Yan!

Wind speed, distance, sound, heartbeat, breathing.

Jiang Pu's weak breathing was condensed, and the wind sent every trace of dynamic movements in the world into his eardrum. Yan Yan's heartbeat, smelling the breathing, the vibration of the clothing and the air friction, the sound of the soil squeezed by the soil ... the sound was pressed into all plane maps, and immediately rotated in the brain to build a three -dimensional projection.

Wen Xun rushed to Yan Yan.

Jiang Pu raised his muzzle, and countless heroic souls in the void stretched out his hand and took the trigger with him —

boom! Intersection

The gunshot rolled the mountain forest, Han Xiaomei stunned, and he looked up at surprise.

Following her sight through the heavy grass and thick dark nights. By the river beach, the bullet spin through the air, through the smell of smelling, and raised a blood arrow!

The sword was static at this moment, and in the short stubborn, it seemed like a long tragedy came to an end.

When he kneeled on his knees, he finally had no time to shake, and he lost his vibrant corpse to the ground.

he died.

If you look closely at the corpse, you will find that the position of the bullet through the throat is exactly the same as the self -proclaimed village doctor, which is not bad.

China -Myanmar, span thousands of miles, criminal bonds broke.

For so many years, countless crying souls have been overly liberated at this moment and rose to the sky.

"... Jiang Po," Yan Yan lost his voice: "Jiang Po!"

Jiang stopped his hands and pine, and took the back of the sitting backwards while the gun fell down.

Yan Yan rushed forward, and the sharp roar changed: "Jiang stops! Wake up, look at me! Look at me !!"

"Jiang Team, Yan Team-"

"Yan Team!"

"They are there! They are there !!!"

At the end of the river beach, the shaking light spots quickly approached, and the search rescue staff ran towards here.

But Yan Yan couldn't see anything and couldn't feel it.

He held his entire world in his arms.

"..." Jiang stopped his lips and seemed to say two words. Yan Yan shook his head and lowered his head, only listening to him again, and said: "It's good."

His fingertips slipped on Yan's tough side face, but he couldn't feel much.

very nice.

The figure of countless comrades appeared in the air, and opened his arms to him with a familiar and joyful smile.Jiang Pu also smiled, walking towards the years of laughter, laughter, blood and tears, the years of exhaustion and the fierce fire, and the last time he turned back.

Yan Yan knelt on the ground, hugging his body, and shouted something at him.

You are still alive, Jiang stops.

This is really good.