At the same time, the fire corridor.
Ding!
The metal blades collided with each other, the sound was deafening, and it slid past Yan Yan's face. Ajie held on to the dagger and pressed him step by step, Yan Yan tilted his head like lightning and stepped back.
唰 - The horizontal knife split the air, not too far away from the neck artery, Yan Yan felt the stinging cold wind across his skin, and instinctively raised his hand to block it.
In fact, as soon as he made this action, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately retracted the handle. But in the ever-changing battle situation, it is impossible for a killer of Ajie's level to miss any flaw in his opponent, and the blade immediately slashed into Yan Yan's wrist!
Yang Mei exclaimed, "Yan Yan!"
"…!!"
Yan Yan was shocked, but the severe pain did not come as expected, and a stainless steel watch that was cut off by a dagger fell to the ground.
"...Fuck," Applejack flexed his shoulder muscles, stared at the watch and smiled, "I really annoy people with similar hobbies to me."
Yan Yan backhanded against the wall, strode forward, and said angrily: "I'm the world's top VIP in his family, you are a bird!"
The short knife that was picked up from the black-clothed man's body slashed Ajie's wrist from the bottom to the top. Probably because the angle was too tricky, Ajie didn't dodge this time. A splash of blood.
Ajie took a deep breath, and was kicked in the chest by Yan Yan, and flew out and slammed into the opposite wall!
Ajie weighed 70 to 80 kilograms, so he knocked the ash and gravel off the wall on the spot, and a large amount of dust was everywhere, making people unable to open their eyes. But this kind of life-and-death struggle is most afraid of the slightest hesitation. Yan Yan didn't even pause at all. He threw himself down and knocked Ajie down. At the same time, the short knife raised his hand and threw it. Ajie's pupils pierced.
- In just 0.01 seconds, this knife can penetrate Applejack's eyes, penetrate his skull, and nail his entire head to the concrete floor.
But at this moment, Ajie grabbed Yan Yan's arm while lying on his back, and pushed his hands in the opposite direction at the same time. The severe pain that almost twisted and dislocated the elbow caused Yan Yan to miss, and the short knife flew out and fell two meters away—
Dang!
Like the referee's starting gun, Yan Yan and Ajie pounced on the short knife, Ajie smashed the blade out with one hand, and fell through the gap between the railings and into the next floor corridor!
"Is that right?" Ajie said coldly, "A fight is a fight, and it hurts a lot to use a knife and a gun."
The sound of the short knife rolling down on the steps downstairs came, Yan Yan cursed inwardly, pressed Ajie on the spot and punched him.
They are all experts in fighting, and they all know that at times like this, whoever gets up from the ground first wins. They were like two ferocious beasts. They used every means to smash each other's eyes, choke each other's throats, and rolled down the corridor. The combined weight and inertia of more than 300 pounds smashed the glass door of the fire hydrant in an uproar.
The cracked glass was like flowers scattered all over the sky, spreading all over the ground, and the two people who were scrambling and rolling on the ground were instantly cut with blood. With one hand propped up among the sharp glass fragments on the ground, Yan Yan threw his fists until Ajie's eyes turned black. Then he got up on his knees, grabbed the fire axe, and chopped his head down.
"XX!" Ajie burst out with a Burmese curse, rolled on the spot hastily, the sharp fire axe clings to the top of his head, chopped off a few hairs and slammed into the brick wall!
The gravel and dust splashed down, and Yan Yan said coldly, "I said earlier that who has feelings for a death row prisoner?"
Ajie knelt down on one knee, his face covered in blood and mud, and his already hostile facial features looked even more vicious. He raised his hand and carelessly wiped away the blood from the ear hole that was punched by Yan Yan, and hissed slowly, word by word: "You're done..."
The air froze instantly, and Applejack reached out and grabbed the fire extinguisher, pulling it down from the wall. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yan Yan stepped forward, but in the blink of an eye, Ajie hurriedly threw up the fire extinguisher, bang—
The heavy iron fire extinguisher weighed up to eight kilograms, and it slammed down hard on the head, immediately hitting Yan Yan to the point of spitting blood from his nose and mouth!
"-what!"
Yang Mei couldn't help but let out a suppressed exclamation, and quickly sealed her mouth with her fists, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure not far away. It's Mama-san!
When no one noticed her, she secretly walked out of the warehouse gate on the first floor, and gently crawled along the corridor to the first floor, as if she was going to run out to call someone.
Yang Mei knew that this nightclub had an inexplicable relationship with Applejack. If she was allowed to run out, she might have tipped off how many horses were called. She immediately screamed, "Stop!"
Mother Sang saw Yang Mei for a moment, and immediately yelled, "Shut up, little bitch!" Then she ran up with her hands and feet.
"Who do you call this bitch?!" Yang Mei was furious, stepping on the gravel all over the ground and running up. She had already taken off her high heels and threw them away. At this time, she ran barefoot so fast that the foreman of the nightclub couldn't dodge in time. Yang Mei's sharp fingernails grabbed her hair, and immediately screamed, "You bitch, let me go. !"
Two women tumbled down on the stairs, you tore my skirt, I tugged at your hair, scuffled eyeliner and lipstick all over your face, necklaces and bracelets tinkled all over the floor. The intensity of the fight between these two may not be as fierce as that of a man, but the cruelty is not bad at all. Yang Mei took out all the skills of being a maid since she was a child. , grabbed Mama Sang's short skirt and tore it open in twos, then grabbed the enemy's high-heeled shoes, "Crack! Crack!"
"It's the other way around!" Yang Mei was young and strong after all, she lifted her skirt that was ripped by the nightclub foreman, her snow-white thighs straddled the enemy's waist, and then she sat ruthlessly. He slapped twice: "Want to run to rescue soldiers? Huh? Who the fuck is a bitch?"
"Help! Help!" Mom Sang screamed, "Come on! Come on!"
"Shut up my mother!" Yang Meiliu raised her eyebrows, opened her bows from left to right and slapped seven or eight slaps in a row, roaring, "I told you to pinch my chest! I told you to tear my clothes!! Can you afford to pay for it? !!"
-boom!
The echo of the corridor amplified the gunshot several times, Yang Mei jumped in shock and turned back suddenly.
A silhouette that she is very familiar with is standing at the entrance of the corridor in the middle of the first floor, holding a gun in the right hand, facing Ajie condescendingly - it is Jiang Ting!
"Don't move," he said clearly, "raise your hand."
It was as if the fast-forwarding movie was suddenly pressed to pause, the fire extinguisher that Ajie raised in mid-air stopped, and Sen Sen stared at Yan Yan.
Countless bloodstains were cut on their faces, arms, chests and backs by sharp glass fragments. The neck dipped into the collar, like two wild beasts facing each other, staring at each other without any hesitation.
After a long time, Applejack sneered, "Bangdang!" He threw the fire extinguisher, and slowly stood up and raised his hands.
Jiang Ting said, "Come here."
Yang Mei watched this scene nervously, and even forgot to continue fighting her mother Sang. Yan Yan tightened his hand holding the fire axe, and spit out two words: "Be careful!"
Jiang Ting said, "I know."
Ajie seemed to turn a deaf ear, from the moment Jiang Zing appeared, he stared at him without blinking, with a faint smile on his face. He just raised his hands like this, and slowly climbed the stairs step by step, as if he was quite leisurely, and asked, "You came here with the softie surnamed Qi, right?"
Jiang Ting pointed his gun at his head, but did not answer.
"You discovered the existence of that bag of blue gold as early as the beginning of May. Why did you start chasing Qi Sihao only now?" Ajie glanced up and down, licked his lips, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully: "Let me guess—because health won't hold up?"
"… "
"Your body is recovering, and you can't even catch up to Gongzhou alone, right. So even if you know that there is a breakthrough on Qi Sihao's side, you can only be patient and recharge your energy until—"
Ajie stopped abruptly, staring at Jiang Ting with gloomy eyes, showing a malicious smile.
What he said was actually right. Jiang Ting fell into a dangerous deep coma again in the drug case of Hu Weisheng. After waking up, he did not recover for a whole summer. They are all obviously low, and they can't even take a long walk.
This kind of morbid weakness should be extremely unbearable for a character like Jiang Ting who is used to being in control, but he was not irritated by this provocation, and he didn't even mean to answer:
"stop."
Ajie stopped and stood three steps away from Jiang Ting.
"There's something I didn't have a chance to ask you last time." Jiang Ting raised his gun slightly, pointed at Ajie's eyebrows, his index finger on the trigger was as steady as his voice: "In the case of Hu Weisheng, the police found that The victim Feng Yuguang took fake blue gold, that is, a mixture of a large amount of scopolamine and MDMA. This formula has never been found in the existing drug market. That is to say, the fake blue gold is something that Ding Jiawang mixed in privately. A few days. Later, you killed Fan Zhengyuan, who was hired by Bu Wei to kill me. In order to attract the attention of the police, you made a drug tablet composed of scopolamine and MDMA, and put it in the pocket of the body to mislead the police Fan Zhengyuan His death is related to Hu Weisheng's drug gang."
Ajie looked at his face playfully: "I thought you wanted to ask who the hell wanted to kill that Yan..."
"How do you know that the drug ingredient in Feng Yuguang's body is scopolamine?"
Ajie was stunned.
Yang Mei didn't know why, but Yan Yan who was not far away suddenly realized it!
"Someone in Jianning City Bureau disclosed the autopsy report to Spade K," Jiang Ting stared straight at Ajie's pupils and asked, "Who is that inner ghost?"
The air was even tighter than the moment of life and death just now, and the invisible bowstring was getting tighter and tighter in the depths of everyone's eardrums, emitting a scream that was on the verge of breaking.
"… "
Applejack grinned suddenly, "Want to know?"
The smile on his blood-stained face seemed a little cold, but he spoke softly: "Will you come closer and I'll tell you?"
Jiang Ting raised his gun, and before he had time to speak, suddenly everyone was on top of their heads—thump!
Yang Mei lost her voice: "Who is it?"
Jiang Ting glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that in the corridor on the first floor above them, a figure flashed, a man in black, turned and rushed towards the fire door leading to the hall from the corridor.
not good!
It's too late to say it, and in that thousandth of a second before even blinking an eye, Ajie and Yan Yan moved at the same time—
Ajie lunged forward, grabbing Jiang Ting's right wrist with a palm. Jiang Ting's reaction was also fast, he pulled the trigger while being restrained, bang! Gunshots rang out and lamps burst!
Yan Yunfei stepped forward: "Be careful!"
In the end, he was a professional elite killer, Ajie didn't hesitate, the bullet that flew past his ear had no effect on him. In less than half a second, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Jiang Ting's temple, and he shouted sharply: "Stop! Otherwise I will shoot!"
- Yan Yan's footsteps instantly froze in the middle of the stairs.
Yang Mei broke her voice: "No! Brother Jiang!"
Ajie let out a bloody laugh, put it next to Jiang Ting's ear, and said, "Guess if I dare to kick first and then kick..."
Jiang Ting said, "Oh, then do you think I dare to start first?"
Ajie didn't have time to react, and saw Jiang Ting's two knuckles slam into his elbow, and half of his arm suddenly became sore, and he almost pulled the trigger!
"X your mother—"
Ajie's mind was blank, his chest was numb, and there was only one thought in his heart. Immediately after the gun came out of his hand, he reflexively went to fish it, but Jiang Zing moved faster. He inserted his index finger into the trigger hole accurately in midair, grabbed the handle of the gun with a snap, and turned around without hesitation—
boom!
It took less than a second for the chain of events from the moment of breaking free to the trigger shot, and Applejack fell to the ground clutching his chest.
Yang Mei opened her mouth sluggishly, but the mother Sang, who was sitting on the ground by her waist, let out a terrifying scream at the right time: "Ah, ah, murder!!"
Jiang Ting's face was as cold as ice, and he swiped his chambers, as if he would need another shot. But at the critical moment, the fire door on the first floor above was knocked open again, and countless footsteps came one after another, headed by the horse who tipped the news just now: "Stop!"
"Stand still don't move!"
Yan Yan looked up, at least seven or eight people rushed down!
It is not too late now, there is not even time to refill the gun. Yan Yan rushed up and hugged Jiang Ting, rolled on the spot, the gundam shot a sharp arrow-like dust on the concrete floor, and they had already rolled into the fire door on the negative floor.
"Yang Mei!" Jiang Ting shouted.
"Let go of you slut!!" Yang Mei used her hands and feet to tear her mother Sang apart, and hurriedly rushed over, clutching her chest. She seemed to have lost something after running a few steps, and bent over to pick it up, before rolling and crawling towards the fire door, Jiang Ting grabbed her arm and forcibly dragged her in.
Inside the fire door is the winding corridor, which is the underground wine cellar. Jiang Ting ran in the lead, Yang Mei was panting in the middle, holding the corner of her skirt, Yan Yan grabbed her neck and roared, "What were you picking up just now, surnamed Yang?!"
Yang Mei held the diamond necklace she picked up from the ground in her hand, and the platinum chain swung back and forth as she ran, fumbling with a guilty conscience: "No...nothing!"
Yan Yan: "Is that Jin surnamed dead?!"
Jiang Ting: "I don't know!"
"What about the surname Qi?!"
Jiang Ting was about to say that there should not be so many questions when escaping, and then there was no need to answer this question.
When they turned around, the secret door where Mom Sang went in and out of the wine cellar just now appeared in front of them. Qi Sihao was handcuffed to the iron wine rack beside the secret door, his face pale and blue.
At this time, a bang sounded at the end of the corridor outside the wine cellar! Bang! With two beeps, the fire door was slammed open, and the people under Ajie rushed in. Yan Yan and Jiang Ting looked at each other, and they didn't need to communicate at all, and they both took action at the same time—
Jiang Ting threw the folding knife to Yang Mei, pushed her into the secret door, took out the handcuff key from his trousers pocket, untied the handcuffs for Qi Sihao, and kicked heavily into the passage behind the secret door.
Yan Yan grabbed the wine rack and pushed it, forty or fifty bottles of wine smashed onto the ground, and a mixture of high-purity whiskey, vodka and other alcohols flowed all over the floor. At this time, the chasing soldiers arrived, and the man in the lead only looked up and glanced, his face changed horribly, and he ran back without looking back: "Go back! Go back—"
Yan Yan took out the lighter, lit it with a click, and threw it away.
The pale blue dim light crept up smoothly, booming—
The flames were burning, and in a blink of an eye, most of the people were tall!
"Let's go!" Yan Yan took off his coat, covered Jiang Ting's face, pushed him into the secret door, and then got in himself.
Behind the secret door is another staircase leading to the back kitchen. I don't know if it is for the convenience of the bar to get wine, or for people like Mama Sang to connect with the underworld. At this time, the kitchen helpers had already run away, and Yang Mei ran out of the back door with ease. Jiang Ting and Yan Yan held Qi Sihao, who was stumbling left and right, and ran into the back alley. When the fire siren sounded faintly in the distance, they rushed to Get on the Phaeton car that was parked at the back alley.
Jiang stopped the ignition and started, Yang Mei sat in the co-pilot, out of breath: "What, what should I do, will it burn?"
"Then it won't be ignited." Yan Yan held the gun in one hand, pressed Qi Sihao in the back seat, and said, "You see everyone has withdrawn from the front door."
Jiang Ting didn't say a word, ignited the car and reversed, and exited the narrow back alley with great skill. Phaeton drew a half-arc with the harsh sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground, and swooped down the bustling road at night.
"What's going on here, what do you want to do?" Qi Sihao was already exhausted by a series of horrific incidents tonight, and after walking on the edge of life and death, his whole body became weak, and he sounded very desperate: "You let me go. Well, let me turn myself in, I'm really not in the same league with them... Ow!"
Yan Yun fired at the muzzle, and Qi Sihao immediately fell silent.
"Don't be like this, team." Yan Yan said lazily, "We just saved your life, can't you relax?"
Qi Sihao stared at Jiang Zing's back in the driver's seat, as if he had seen a ghost alive.
"Ah!!" Suddenly Yang Mei let out a heart-piercing scream.
Yan Yan: "What the hell happened to you?!"
"The diamond has fallen!" Yang Mei was holding the necklace she had rescued from her life, and her face was full of tears, but she saw that the platinum diamond holder was empty, and the diamond had long since disappeared: "It must be that bitch who ripped it off for me. Yes, I'm going back and slaughtering the eighteenth generation of her ancestors! My five carats—"
After all, only experienced life and death, Yan Yan just wanted to comfort a few words, but at the end he couldn't help asking: "Your rock can last up to one carat, five carats? Are you blind when you are a man who has never been married?"
Yang Mei's face sank: "Why do you say that, you saw it?!"
"Of course I saw it, you didn't wear it all the way—"
"Okay, are you peeking at my chest?!"
Yan Yan: "..."
The veins on Yan Yan's forehead collapsed, and Yang Mei was very proud and said with a smile, "I'll show you a textbook version." Then she turned to Jiang Ting in the driver's seat, holding the necklace pitifully: "My five carats—"
"Have you dropped your ring?" Jiang stopped his head and held the steering wheel steadily.
"..." Yan Yan's face was full of trance and he could still have such an expression.
Jiang Ting's tone was full of hurriedly calming things down: "Yan Yan will go buy her a cheaper ring tomorrow to make up for it."
Poor Yan Yun had not put on her own wedding ring, so she was inexplicably tasked with buying a diamond ring for another woman.
Fire trucks approached, roaring toward the empty back door of the nightclub. The Phaeton and the fire truck passed by, gathered in the traffic flow, and flew away into the distance.