The north wind picked up stronger and blew the treetops on the distant hilltops to one side. Li Feng whimpered and the rustling sound of dead leaves rubbed from all directions, but everyone in the open space held their breaths, only the old man's chest was like a bellows-like gasp.
"...So you believe him now, right, Wen Shao?" Uncle Bo finally trembled and asked, "Do you believe that he really wasn't sent by the police to lie to you and approach you, ah?"
The King of Spades laughed and asked, "Is it important?"
The old man obviously didn't understand what he meant. He clenched his hands tightly, and the wrinkles were all pulled out of shape: "Think about it for yourself, your head is worth a lot of money with the police! It doesn't matter if Captain Jiang was in the explosion of 1009. Whatever he has done, no matter how many crimes he has committed in the eyes of the police, the police will still accept him as long as he uses you as his name! Maybe he will even be promoted to rank! So you can think about it. Is it worth your trust!"
Jiang Ting's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't make a sound.
The K of Spades sighed, and there seemed to be a "why don't you understand" helplessness on his face. But after thinking about it, he didn't directly refute the old man. Instead, he suddenly turned to Jiang Zing, looked down at his snow-covered face, and asked, "What do you think?"
Jiang Ting said, "It's justified to worry."
"Then what do you think, what do I think?"
The old man's mood was quite unstable, and he didn't immediately grasp the meaning of the K of spades. But in fact, not only him, but not many people present realized what the overtone was.
Jiang Ting obviously understood, but he just shook his head flatly: "It doesn't matter to me what you think."
The king of spades looks a bit regretful.
"The fact is that I have no way out. Even if I take your head back to Gongzhou, those who are in contact with you will not let me go. The old fox in the Lu Bureau is even less likely to speak for me." Jiang paused. After a while, he kept his eyes down on the small dry blood-red grass in front of him, but now he finally raised his eyes: "However, although the reason for my surrender is not important to you, at least I can prove that I am not. Undercover from the police."
"...Oh?" The King of Spades was interested: "How do you want to prove it?"
There was a soft click.
The battle-hardened bodyguard tensed at the same time, only to hear that the gun in Jiang Ting's hand was loaded.
The bodyguard immediately took a few steps forward, but was stopped by a wave of spades K. Under the watchful eyes, Jiang Ting slowly raised the muzzle, and at that moment, the Spade K glanced at Yan Yan from the corner of his eye, which seemed a little surprised.
Ajie turned his head sharply towards Yan Yan, revealing his bloodthirsty expectations.
The atmosphere became extremely tense for a while, and I saw Yan Yan's jaw line tightened tightly, and his pupils shrank with the height of the muzzle -
"Sorry," Jiang Ting whispered, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
The gunshots sounded, and Qi Sihao, who was hiding behind the bodyguard not far away, raised his eyes unprepared.
"..." He looked in disbelief at the gurgling muzzle in his abdomen, almost doubting that he was dreaming. But the rapid loss of life was so clear and real that after a few seconds he finally stumbled and fell, and after a few hurried breaths, he stopped moving.
No one thought that he would act so quickly, and the surroundings were dead silent.
Yan Yan stared straight at the corpse, and the feeling at this moment was very similar to that of Qi Sihao before he died - so he did it
Did he kill
Not to stop a crime in progress, not to deal with recalcitrant criminals, but to an active duty police officer? !
Although Qi Sihao stole and seized drugs, partnered in drug trafficking, and even sneaked up to the king of spades—he was still in the name of the police after all. The sound of Jiang Ting's gun was equivalent to completely cutting off his last escape route back to normal society!
"Isn't it for this purpose that you asked me to kill the rivets?" Jiang Ting said indifferently, "I killed the captain of the Gongzhou Criminal Investigation Detachment, which should prove that I was not sent by the Public Security Bureau."
The king of spades stared at Qi Sihao's fresh corpse for a long time. Few people dared to look directly at his face, so no one noticed that the eyes of this famous drug lord in South Asia were flashing with excitement. He finally took a long breath, turned his head to laugh, and whispered in Jiang Ting's ear: "Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, you are my favorite look, and it has never changed..."
Jiang Ting tilted his head back slightly and said, "Yes, I can make you more satisfied."
He turned sideways to avoid the king of spades and raised his gun again - Uncle Bo felt that it was not good, but Jiang Ting's marksmanship was simply unresponsive, and all he heard was a bang! boom! boom!
Uncle Bo lost his voice: "Stop!"
When the bullets ran out, Jiang Ting took a few steps forward while throwing away the empty gun, and when he passed Ajie, he snatched the gun of the man closest to him. However, Applejack was not stupid. He seemed to have realized something at the time and wanted to reach out to stop it, but before he had time to move, he saw Spade K shook his head, obviously signaling him to leave it alone.
Bang bang bang bang!
Uncle Bo's subordinates who were restrained couldn't resist at all. Every bullet fell, and every corpse was on the forehead. When the gunfire stopped, all of them died in a row!
The bullet shells slammed the ground, and Jiang Ting finally stopped.
Uncle Bo watched as his body was completely destroyed in an instant, and the whole person fell to the ground softly, and then he saw the still-smoke muzzle aimed at him.
"Not only can I not look back at the police, but I also don't want to go back to Wu Tun and continue to work for him as a bull and a horse." Jiang Ting faced Uncle Bo with a pale face, but he said to Spade K: "Simply cut off all the back roads today, and there will be less suspicion in the future."
"Wait, wait!" Uncle Bo blurted out: "Wen Shao! He treats others like this today, and he can treat others the same way tomorrow—"
boom!
Jiang Ting fired a clean shot, Uncle Bo's brows snapped, and he fell backwards to the ground.
"… "
In the blink of an eye, ten more corpses appeared in the barren open space, the identical bullet holes were exposed in the air, and the blood seemed to be slightly steaming. This gang of murderous drug dealers was a little worried, and several bodyguards nearby turned their attention away, and one or two moved back a few inches unobtrusively.
- He treats others like this today, and he can treat you like this tomorrow.
Uncle Bo's unspoken roar seemed to be echoing in the air, and the man was already lying on the ground with his eyes closed.
After all, this old man has been beside Caohua A for most of his life, and Spade K seems a little unbearable. He shook his head and sighed.
The subordinates responded immediately.
Jiang Ting never looked at the corpse again, and just turned around when he suddenly heard from behind: "Wait!"
It's Ajay.
"Are you finished?" Ajie looked gloomily at the back of Jiang Ting's head and said, "Is there one left?"
Jiang Ting didn't look back: "Are you left?"
Applejack ignored the acupuncture in these words, and raised his chin: "If you can't do it, I can help you myself." Then he hummed, "It's just that it may not be as clean and pleasant as you do it yourself. ."
- Looking in the direction he indicated, Yan Yan has been pointed at by guns from just now until now, unable to move even half a step, and stood frozen a few meters away.
"You really don't want to stay alive." Jiang Ting finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Ajie, and said, "But you think clearly, if everyone died in the valley, I wouldn't have killed Qi Sihao after going out. , it doesn't matter?"
Ajie said coldly, "Isn't that why you silenced the old man's gang just now?"
He exposed it mercilessly, and he was. If any of Uncle Bo's men escaped and were caught by the police, they would be witnesses to Jiang Ting's killing of the incumbent criminal police; but now that everyone is dead, except for Yan Yan, there is no other mouth to prove it. Qi Sihao didn't die at the hands of their drug dealers.
No one can say what was the motive for Jiang Ting to shoot and kill the old man's eight or nine horses in one go. Or is it just with such a secret scheming
The king of spades seemed to be absolutely necessary to Yan Yan's life and death, so he still kept silent and watched this scene like a good show. Jiang Ting pointed at Yan Xun and asked Ajie, "Do you really want him to die?"
Ajie asked back, "Reluctant?"
"You underestimate me too." Jiang Ting nodded and laughed, his eyes flashing mockery: "He died here now, and I am the only love in his life. But if he is let out alive, he has The more you love me, the more you will hate me in the future. When we meet again in the future, we are already the enemy of life and death. Do you want me to remember a lover who will never change, or to leave an enemy who wants my life? ?"
Ajie didn't expect this at all, and was stunned for a moment.
Not far away, the play-like expression of the K of Spades gradually disappeared.
Jiang Tingjing waited for a few seconds, then smiled again, and the curvature of his lips deepened: "—So even if no one mentions it, do you think I will let him get out of here alive today?"
Jiang Zhan turned around and left under Ajie's monster-like gaze, neatly and without any hesitation, he went straight to Yan Yan, and whispered to others, "Go away!"
Maybe because he killed eight or nine horses without blinking, the people who pointed their guns at Yan Yan were subconsciously a little timid. step, leaving an open space for Zhang Xu Jianfang.
—Is there really no way to escape
Really can't think of a way at all? !
There seemed to be countless voices screaming and howling in Yan Yan's mind, but his body seemed to be filled with lead and there was nothing he could do.
His eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were full of red threads, and he watched him come as if he had never seen Jiang Ting before. It wasn't until the two were only a few centimeters apart that they could even hear the breathing of each other's noses. Jiang Ting stopped and looked up slightly at the handsome and embarrassed face in front of him.
"I'm sorry," he finally spit out those three words.
Yan Yan didn't seem to hear it.
Then Jiang Ting asked, "Do you remember the time we went to the hospital to visit Shen Xiaoqi together?"
"… "
What? Subconsciously, doubts flashed through Yan Yan's chaotic mind.
Go to the hospital to visit Shen Xiaoqi together
When did this happen
"When Shen Xiaoqi woke up and knew that Bu Wei was dead, her first reaction was not, 'This woman who hurt me so much is finally dead', but burst into tears. If Bu Wei was still alive, Shen Xiaoqi would sit in the court gallery. Hearing the prosecutor explain her numerous evil deeds, and reading her account of how she planned to murder him in the transcript, he would definitely grit his teeth and hope she would die. But Bu Wei died like that, and he didn't have time to let Shen Xiaoqi see all this, so he cried He lost the girl he loved forever."
Yan Yun's eardrums throbbed like a saw, and he realized that Jiang Ting seemed to be expressing something, but he didn't understand why Jiang Ting did it.
Didn't he come to kill himself, why did he want to talk nonsense
"Li Yuxin killed He Liang and suffered from post-traumatic stress syndrome. She seems to be living in the detention center, but in fact we all know that the little girl who was interrogated was just a walking dead. When He Liang was alive, she I don't necessarily like it much, otherwise, I wouldn't kill me just for my own life, but He Liang died. No matter what happened to the dead, the living will always leave the most beautiful things. She will spend countless days and nights in the future Repeat every look and every word of He Liang until I hypnotize myself to fall in love with him deeply."
"Memories, emotions, psychological imprints, these details are all sublimated repeatedly with parting. Death is the best filter." Jiang Ting raised his hand and stroked Yan Yan's hair back, focused on his painful eyes, and said softly. Said: "The dead cannot be surpassed, and the dead are always victors. That's the truth."
Yan Yan tilted his head in a conditioned reflex, but the struggle was actually very weak. Jiang stopped pressing the force and did not let him move, and at the same time asked Spade K with a smile: "—I think you insisted that Teng Wenyan kill Wang Rui, Li Yuxin killed He Liang for this reason, right?"
Spade K stared at him blankly, his face seemed very ugly.
The next moment, the King of Spades seemed to want to say something, but Jiang Ting didn't give him the chance, so he smiled and said, "So I will do the same today."
He pressed Yan Yan's head firmly with his hand, almost half-forced, and received a long kiss.
No matter how many thoughts swirled in his mind just now, at the moment when his lips and tongues were entangled, all Yan Yan's thoughts disappeared, and his brain and even his soul were blank. He didn't want to, but hot tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, his throat was sore and spasmed, and his internal organs were smashed into bloody mud by thousands of sharp blades.
He opened his teeth tremblingly, almost wanting to bite off the tip of Jiang Ting's tongue, but he couldn't.
"Even if you have money and a career, and you meet someone you like, you still have to wait obediently to be picked..."
"But I'm still very happy to be picked."
"Do you feel this heart beating? It's beating so fast now."
"Marry or not? Huh? Talk, marry or not?"
"Marry, marry..."
All the memories turned into fragments, like a goose feather snowfall, and they fluttered away with the wind. The futile and desperate struggle disappeared, and all the strength was completely exhausted and turned into a white void.
Jiang Ting took a half step back, stood in the wind, and looked at him with nostalgia.
"I love you, Yan Yan." He said, "I want you to be the unsurpassed winner too."
Then he raised his hand and used the muzzle to hold Yan Yan's eyebrows.
Spade K finally opened his mouth hesitantly, but at this moment, something on Jiang Ting's head suddenly reflected in the depths of his pupils, and his face was shocked: "Stop! Wait!!"
Jiang Ting's index finger when he pulled the trigger stopped, as if he didn't know what was going on, and turned his head.
Fang Caijiang stopped and ordered the bodyguards to retreat, so there were only him and Yan Yan in that square inch of open space. Before he raised his gun, he took a half step back, staggering half of his body from Yan Yan, causing him to have more than half of his predecessor. It was exposed unobstructed, facing the rugged mountain forest not far away.
At this moment, on the side of his forehead facing the woods, a scarlet light spot appeared silently, like the letter of a poisonous snake, swimming slightly from side to side, always aiming at his head.
Everyone saw it, and the surrounding bodyguards were instantly stunned, and at the same time recognized what the red dot was—
Scope sight!
Snipers are lying in ambush in the woods in the distance!