Xu Sibai leaned against the wall, holding a gun in his hand, panting lowly.
A cold metal feeling, ironed against the palm. In his memory, this was the first time he confronted someone with a gun.
He waited peacefully.
Just now, not long after he separated from Su Mian and the others, Ding Jun's leg injury could not support him, so he could only stay in place to rest. In the end, after he and Zhang Fucai rescued the other two, probably seeing that he was thin and thin, the three immediately turned around and surrounded him.
He didn't shoot at the time and couldn't use it. There are many ways a forensic doctor wants to hurt someone and kill someone. Besides, he has always been agile.
He hit one of them directly on the laryngeal nerve, causing him to go into neurological shock. The other two were taken aback and dared not go forward for a while. And he didn't bother with them, he turned around and left.
Su Mian.
As time passed by, the name lingered in his heart like a spell. Because of the pain, love and confusion, his heart became more and more calm like a pool of stagnant water, only she reflected a clear reflection.
Want to find her, want to care for her, want to stand by her side. Even at this moment, someone is already guarding her side.
Xu Sibai's head was slightly tilted back, the wall was cold, and there was a damp breath, pressing against his neck. He closed his eyes and heard footsteps behind the wall.
Hesitation, hesitation, was one of those two.
Has been entangled. This made him feel a bit of disgust. He was unfamiliar with the underground after all, and they knew it well. In addition, he was looking for her all the way, so he was bitten by them instead.
near.
He decided to get rid of them this time.
Seeing that one foot stepped out of the wall, Xu Sibai's figure was as fast as a ghost. He turned around and put the gun on the other's forehead.
It was Zhang Fucai who came. In his hand he was also holding a knife he got from somewhere, maybe it was given to him by the group of seven. When he saw the gun in Xu Sibai's hand, he was dumbfounded, because Xu Sibai had never drawn a gun before. If he knew that he had a gun, Zhang Fucai would never dare to chase after him.
"Bangdang-" With a sound, Zhang Fucai's knife fell to the ground, and he repeatedly said, "Officer, I was wrong, I was wrong! I was confused for a while, the kidnapper said, if you don't kill you, you will kill me …You forgive me! Officer, I really don’t dare! I plead guilty!”
Xu Sibai looked at him quietly, with no expression on Qingjun's face. Zhang Fucai only felt that his eyes looked extraordinarily deep and frightening.
"I'm not a policeman," he said suddenly.
Zhang Fucai didn't understand why he was emphasizing this, but listening to his gentle and pleasant voice, he couldn't help but feel relieved, thinking that as long as he confessed his guilt, he shouldn't do anything to himself. The police, they wouldn't want to kill him...
"boom."
A crisp, close sound.
Zhang Fucai's eyes widened in disbelief, watching Xu Sibai slowly put down his gun.
He fell to the ground, shot dead.
Xu Sibai stared at his corpse for a few seconds, then raised his head suddenly. It is another person - He Jinglun, chairman of the group. He was standing in the corridor more than ten meters away, looking at this scene with horror on his face. After meeting Xu Sibai's eyes, he turned and ran.
Xu Sibai kept watching him run far away until he could barely see. He raised his hand and raised his gun.
The man fell down.
Maybe all these years, life or death, killing or saving people, he was indifferent.
He just wants to do what he likes quietly.
To practice medicine, accompany her.
But he didn't realize it until now.
It turned out that killing someone with one's own hands, especially for her, was just a thought.
And he didn't reject it.
Xu Sibai bent down indifferently and went to pick up the shells. At the same time, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the pistol clean. He wasn't going to go to jail for this.
Just put on the gloves, put the pistol back in the pocket, and suddenly, the movement stopped.
He suddenly looked up.
In the dark business district ahead, behind the shelves and models, he saw a man standing with a woman in his arms.
Most of the man's face was hidden in the darkness, and only his tall figure and straight suit could be seen. And the woman in his arms, the black police coat, the figure of Pingting, the pale and pretty face, the closed eyes, who is not Su Mian
Xu Sibai's heart shook heavily.
However, the figures of the two disappeared in the corner in a flash, and they retreated into the darkness in an instant. The underground shopping mall was connected with countless obstacles, and they disappeared in an instant. Xu Sibai drew his gun almost immediately, his fair handsome face filled with chills, and hurriedly chased them away.
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subway.
The rumbling whistling sound almost pierced everyone's eardrums. The dark and deep tunnel is like a dragon with no end in sight.
Nag stood in the middle of the two carriages, bent over, desperately unfastening the chains between the carriages. Several young people were standing beside him, all helping.
And behind them, beside them, was a carriage that was stuffed like canned food, crowded with people, and full of people. On the other side, there is an empty cab that can be seen at the end. There are only rows of hanging handrails, swaying.
The atmosphere in the car was tense. Everyone stared at the actions of Nagging and the others, and from time to time someone asked, "Have you been untied? Has it been untied?" "Is it still good?"
Nagging was busy in silence, one of the young men who helped him was an engineering major, and shook his head worriedly: "Comrade police, this chain is knotted, and it can't be untied, what should I do? "
Those words caused an uproar in the car, and they became even more nervous and fearful.
Nag is usually gentle and smiling, but now his face is ashen, looking a little scary. He squatted on the ground, silent for a moment, scratched his head, suddenly his face turned cold, and stood up.
"Get out of the way!" he shouted, pulling out the gun from his waist.
Several people at the entrance of the carriage retreated. The crowd also retreated a little as a whole. Nagging calmed down, aiming at the chain that couldn't be undone.
"Bang bang bang bang—" Several gunshots rang out, and the nagging brows did not frown, and almost all the bullets in the gun were shot in one breath. The people in the car screamed in horror.
At this time, people saw that Nagging's face suddenly showed joy, and then he put down his gun and laughed: "It's done!"
Everyone looked down and saw that the chain buckle had been broken into several sections, and the two carriages, the first half of the subway and the second half of the subway, were suddenly separated! Even with the rumbling sound of driving in their ears, it seems to have slowed down in an instant!
"what!"
"saved!"
The cheers instantly resounded like a burst of waves, resounding through the entire subway. People cheered, shouted, cried and laughed, and the whole long line of people and dragons became a boiling ocean.
What's more joyful than surviving from the dead
Nagator forcibly evacuated the people in the first half of the carriage in a short period of time, and he worked on the chains for a long time. By this time, he was exhausted and fell to the ground. He smiled as he looked at them slowly moving away.
"Wait!" someone in the crowd shouted, "the police are still there."
It was the young men who helped him just now. When he shouted like this, many people looked at him with concern.
"Comrade police, what should you do?" Someone shouted anxiously.
"Come here! Jump over here!" Before he finished speaking, there were several people who risked their bodies to stick out of the dangling car door and stretched their hands towards Naggar.
"Jump! Jump!" Countless people shouted at him.
At this time, the distance between the two carriages has not been completely widened. Nagging can really hold their hands as long as they reach out.
He sat on the ground, holding those hands, and suddenly smiled. It seemed that he suddenly regained his spirits and got up from the ground with a single bone. However, instead of reaching for their hands, he stood there, stomped his feet, and gave everyone a beautiful and standard salute: "Take care of you! Someone will rescue you as soon as the car stops!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't look back and ran directly to the cab.
Everyone looked at his back, and they were all stunned for a while. "Come back! Come back!" More shouts came into the nagging ears. His eyes were hot, he opened the door of the cab, and slammed it down with a bang, shutting all the sounds out.
In the cab, Leng Mian was still standing in front of the driving panel. Hearing the movement, he was silent for a while and said, "You don't need to come back."
Nagging sniffed, smiled, and walked up to him: "That's not possible, the cold face and nagging of the Black Shield team will never be separated. And maybe something, you still want me to help. "
Leng Mian was silent for a while, looked ahead, and said lightly:
"Come back when you come back. There's no need to cry, right?"
Nagging: "... You are really too cold and impersonal! Am I afraid of death? I don't know if we can drive the car to a safe area, so let's jump out of the car and run for our lives!"
While the two were talking, the communication device rang. Qin Wenlong's familiar voice came: "cold face, nagging."
"exist."
"exist."
"Your running route has been calculated. In ten minutes, you will leave the city and enter the tunnel at the bottom of the Han River." Qin Wenlong paused, his voice a little dry, "The Peninsula Hotel Station has not been opened yet, so you will crash into each other. come over."
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On the ground of the peninsula, the evacuation continues. Everyone was running, many were shouting, and many had tears on their faces.
a Wearing a black trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat, he just lowered his head and walked through the crowd.
No one noticed him, and he didn't look at anyone. He left the performance stage in a certain commercial building and walked farther and farther from the crowd, in such a hurry, until he arrived at a corner of the hotel garden that was completely empty.
Lifting the manhole cover of an underground pipe, he jumped in, and closed the manhole cover again, with a calm smile on the corner of his mouth.
a, Pathfinder a.
l, Violent madness l.
r, the loser r.
…
This is the nickname she once gave them, so sharp, yet so compassionate. Although at that time, she was just getting close to them for undercover.
And s, smile indulgently.
Now, underground, will what they were looking forward to, what they love, finally coming
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Tens of meters apart, deeper underground.
Su Mian, who was stunned by the shock wave of the explosion, slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a light. An orange, soft lamp was placed on the desk not far from her. And it was because the surrounding of the room was pitch black and there was no other light source, so the light was even more eye-catching.
And she was lying on the orange sofa, the sofa was so soft that she almost fell into it. Other than that, there is nothing in this room.
The surroundings are very quiet.
Su Mian calmed down and sat up from the sofa, only to find that the gun had been removed from her waist.
"Awake?" A deep, very quiet and gentle voice came from behind.
Su Mian's whole body froze for a moment, and she turned back slowly.
In the dim corner, he sat on a bench with his head lowered, unable to see his face clearly. Black suit, tall man with long legs. I saw between my fingers, a slender cigarette, burning quietly.
In this situation, the lonely silhouette of the man, the two people getting along quietly, actually gave her a feeling of deja vu. The whole world seemed to be darkened by him, and while she was standing in it, all the pulse and blood seemed to feel a bone-chilling coldness, running in her body in panic.
"Long time no see, Su Mian." He said softly.