His face was swollen like a pig's head from my beating, and his face was covered with blood. When he heard my shout, he suddenly laughed fiercely. His eyes were vicious like poisonous snakes, and his eyes were so swollen that he could barely open them. , but still staring at me.
I was so angry by his laughter, I picked up the dagger on the ground with my backhand, and then stabbed it on his shoulder!
He screamed, and his body trembled violently.
"Say it, or don't say it!" I said in a serious tone, seeing him keep his mouth shut, I pulled out the dagger, and quickly stabbed it into his other shoulder!
"Ah!!" As he screamed, I looked cold, holding the handle of the dagger in my hand, and deliberately turning it clockwise...
Immediately, the blade crushed his wound to a bloody mess!
"What? Why don't you tell me?" I looked at him coldly: "I'll ask you again, who are you!"
"Haha! Haha! Hahahahaha..." The expression on his obviously painful face was distorted, but he burst out laughing wildly.
I pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in the root of the thigh again!
He screamed again, and then his already scattered eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at me, and shouted viciously: "You are dead! You must die a miserable death!! Cobra will kill you of!!"
"Cobra?! Hmph!" I sneered, stuck two fingers into his mouth, then clasped his mouth and cheeks like this, and dragged him all the way to the other side of the roof!
He screamed and struggled, but his whole body was covered with injuries, and he had no strength to resist.
In front of me was a white house-like thing about two meters high. In fact, I knew that it was the compressor of the central air conditioner of the whole building!
The huge compressor made a roaring sound, deafening, and the strong wind with abundant power blew my hair!
The outside is a panel made of a special material, like a grid. I leaned him on it, then stood up, and kicked him with a flying kick!
Click!
His body was dented immediately, and the front grid lever was crushed!
I bent down and said coldly: "Do you know what you are lying on now? Below is the air-conditioning compressor of the whole building! Can you hear the wind inside? Let me tell you, the horsepower of this fan is stronger than the propeller of a helicopter." Still strong! If you fall, you will be turned into a ball of meat! Do you want to taste it?"
My voice at this moment is full of evil, murderous, and my expression is like a devil!
"Cobra will avenge me!" His voice was trembling with fear, but his eyes were still vicious, without compromise: "You will die under the hands of Cobra, and you will die a miserable death!"
"Okay." I knew there was nothing I could ask, so I said slowly, "I just want to ask you, where are the Vietnamese now? What is the cobra you're talking about?"
My answer was a desperate and crazy sneer.
I stood up, then looked at him coldly, raised my feet...
boom!
I kicked it out, and his body broke through the grid panel, and he fell into the propeller below...
I stood on it, listening to the horrible sound like a meat grinder, but at first my heart was cold! Nothing loose at all! !
The terrible sound rang for more than ten seconds, and then it seemed that the machine was stuck and made a noise, but I had already walked away slowly.
I had only taken two steps before I felt severe pain all over my body, and my eyes were black, as if I was about to fall down at any time.
I walked to the entrance of the roof terrace, the door was already smashed, the police shouted loudly inside, and some people shot the door lock, but the steel pipes were used to cross the door outside, even if the door lock was broken If it is broken, they can't get out.
I staggered over and yelled, "Don't shoot, it's me!!"
I yelled three times in a row, and someone inside responded to me, so I walked over, took down the steel pipe with my backhand, and opened the door.
The inside was full of police officers, some of whom were fully armed. They saw me holding a dagger in my hand, and some of them immediately pointed their guns at me. Looking at these nervous guys, he sneered and said, "The fugitive is dead. Can you carry me down now? I need an ambulance."
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I finally lay on the stretcher of the ambulance, covered with a blanket, and there was a lot of noise in the front and back. The police station was already in chaos, and many policemen came in and out, as if they were facing an enemy.
Yang Wei was right next to me, supporting the stretcher with one hand, the usual calm look on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by a look of anxiety and anger.
A policeman tried to get close to me, but Yang Wei drove him away furiously. The policeman wanted to follow me into the ambulance, but Yang Wei refused. Later, Doug came forward to calm the argument.
In fact, the police will definitely not let me go. After all, I chased that guy to the top of the building, and I killed that guy in the end... Of course, there are many ways to solve the trouble afterwards, and these can be resolved by a lawyer. No matter what, as long as I insist on two points: First, I just "do what's right" to catch the criminals. Second, I killed the gangster during the fight, but it can be defined as a last resort I took to protect my own life.
Listening to the noisy voices before and after me, I closed my eyes.
The stretcher was very hard, but I felt my whole body go limp. However, my mind was very clear, and even many senses became extremely sensitive.
Originally, when I was on the roof, the pain in my body made me almost faint, but when I really lay down, my mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts, but I couldn't fall asleep instead.
Even the pain was much stronger and clearer than usual.
There are still a lot of messy people outside, and I also saw a reporter... Hmph, it's messed up, it's all messed up.
As soon as Norton showed up, he was immediately stopped by the reporters. This poor old guy was already pale. Although he forcibly stopped his waist, the frustration in his eyes could not be concealed.
A series of things happened one after another. It seemed that this guy couldn't sit in his position for too long.
The ambulance personnel carried me into the ambulance. Although Yang Wei persisted, she still couldn't get into the ambulance, but drove behind. But before leaving me, Yang Wei whispered in my ear: "No matter what other people ask you, remember not to answer! Don't answer a single word! Don't say anything! I have already found someone to deal with it. It's over."
After the door of the ambulance was closed, the inside of the narrow car was filled with the smell of medicine. Some medical staff did some simple treatment on my body, but what surprised me was that on the side of my head, I saw On another stretcher next to me, there was a person lying on it.
That white cop! The unlucky ghost who was robbed of his gun by gangsters and hijacked.
He was shot in the leg, the bleeding had been stopped, his face was pale and depressed, when he suddenly saw me, a strange expression flashed across his face.
The two of us lay side by side, looked at each other several times, and then I spoke first and smiled: "Mr. Police Officer, I never thought that we would meet again on this occasion."
His face was ugly, but he opened his lips and muttered: "Anyway, Chen Yang, thank you, I heard that you killed that bastard on the rooftop?"
I smiled and didn't answer the question.
Looking at the anger on this guy's face, I guess he was really annoyed... Well, it was because of his mistake in work that the guy escaped, snatched his gun, and took him as a hostage... From now on This matter will undoubtedly cast a shadow on his work! It will also make him a joke.
Not to mention that he will be punished some more.
Poor guy, he must hate that gangster now.
But at the moment I don't feel sorry for him anymore, I have more important questions to ask him.
"Officer, can I ask you a question?" I said slowly, "This guy, who is he? Why was he arrested at the police station? What did he do? But why did he escape all of a sudden?"
The white policeman's face was even uglier.
He said angrily: "Only God knows! It's been too chaotic outside these two days, and we don't know how many people have been arrested, but there are still so many gangsters making trouble on the street. This guy is just a group of people under me today. Among them, they were caught at the entrance of a restaurant. Some of them were fighting at the time. It might be a fight between gangsters or fighting for territory. And this guy was also caught. But hell, I didn’t expect this guy to be so powerful... When he came back from arresting him, he didn't resist at all... Moreover, we locked him in the room for a full hour, and he didn't escape. It's really strange."
After hearing this, an ominous sign immediately appeared in my heart...
That guy's skill is very strong. With this kind of skill, he can escape in the police station, but when he was arrested by the police, he didn't even resist... What's the meaning of this? !
I immediately shouted: "He was arrested on purpose!!"