"Tell me, where is the thing hidden?!" Lin Yan tugged at her collar and snarled viciously.
Song Yuhang was swayed by her, obviously this face is so familiar and so fascinating, but it also made her feel an endless chill.
She slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled, her eyes were as bright as stars: "Come here, I... I'll tell you."
When Lin Yan leaned down, he was spat on his face with a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
She turned her head slightly, closed her eyes, and her lips trembled, unable to hide the grief in her heart, but this expression was only for a moment, and the top tiger Liu Zhi was watching, she couldn't be soft-hearted, she couldn't.
A soft heart would kill her and Song Yuhang.
Lin Yan raised her hand and slapped it hard: "Fuck you, hit me!"
Several people rushed forward, punching and kicking Song Yuhang, she couldn't bear to look any longer, got up and walked towards Dingye.
"Master, are you okay, we are late."
After all, the Lord is old, he was dragged out of the ruins of the fire scene and sat beside him for a while, still a little out of breath. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her, with a kind of sick and weak lion looking at his prey in his eyes. Guang, as if she could still jump up and wring her throat if she did anything wrong.
Lin Yan remained calm and let him watch, even though she also had some scalp numbness, especially the face after he took off the sunglasses, there were scars all over the face from the head to the face, too much white clouding in the eyes, the bridge of the nose collapsed, the neck His skin has the scars left by the fire and scald, it is hardly human.
The one in front of him is a complete demon.
Lin Yan knew that if he wanted to deal with demons, he had to become a demon himself.
Seeing the treacherous and cunning look in the eyes of the young woman in front of him, Ding Ye did not know what to think of, and even slightly curled the corners of his lips.
"How did you find it here?"
"There is a woman named Chen Fang under my hand, brother Wang's mistress, and others..." Lin Yan paused, the word "male" almost blurted out, and then continued without a trace.
"I don't know who it is. That person is someone from Dingye's camp. We brothers saw her coming out of Chen Fang's place in the afternoon and went to see the plainclothes policeman."
"Brothers felt that something was wrong, so they came back and told me, and I led my people to follow me. I didn't expect Master Ding to be here too."
This story is wonderfully written and impeccable. Whether it is the time, characters, and the clothes on Song Yuhang's body, it is all right. As for whether the real insider has been arrested or died in the melee, no one cares anymore. up.
Ding Ye smiled: "Not bad."
I don't know why, Lin Yan always has the feeling that he is looking at others through himself, and it is precisely this feeling that instinctively makes her feel dangerous, and she never dares to let her guard down for a moment.
"Jin Hong is wishing for the praise of the master, and I hope to take care of her in the future."
One sentence expresses loyalty and ambition, he is a wise man.
Master Ding narrowed his eyes slightly, and stood up with his crutches supported. Lin Yan gave him a hand, and then he heard Liu Zhi come to report.
"Sister Hong, you still refuse to recruit, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid..."
Lin Yan glanced over there, Song Yuhang knelt on the ground with bruises all over her body, the tiger hit her head with an elbow, Song Yuhang was exhausted and fell to the ground, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, coughing uncontrollably .
At that moment, she wanted to pounce on the tiger's throat, but she couldn't.
Lin Yan walked over and stepped on her face with the sole of his military boots: "Tell me, trash, how much money does a policeman make a month, less than three thousand, as long as you hand over your things, don't say three thousand, My old lady can make you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."
The soles of her shoes smelled of mud and blood, looking down on her.
Song Yuhang curled up his lips and smiled, and weakly raised his fingers to grab her feet, and the blood stained her trouser legs.
She said word by word: "Even if I die... I won't tell you."
The tiger wiped his nose and stretched his muscles.
"I've fucked so many women, but I haven't tasted what it's like to be a policeman. Let me do it."
Lin Yan gritted his teeth suddenly, his foot still stepped on her head, but his body did not move.
The tiger was impatient, and stretched out his hand to pull her away. Master Ding stared at Song Yuhang's face and made a sound.
"It's useless. To deal with this kind of person, this method will only force her to commit suicide, and she won't be able to ask anything."
He limped and walked back on crutches, and glanced at Lin Yan.
"You just said, what's her name?"
The news that Song Yuhang took people to the Huange Nightclub could not be hidden from these people.
Lin Yan let go of her foot: "Her name is Song Yuhang, and she led people to smash my place."
"My surname is Song." There seemed to be nostalgia in the eyes of the old man, and he said leisurely, "I have a friend whose surname is Song, and he died many years ago."
Song Yuhang suddenly raised his eyes and gritted his teeth, with deep hatred seeping out of his eyes, he let out an angry roar from between his teeth.
Lin Yan kicked her on the shoulder: "What's your name, shut up for me!"
Master Ding smiled: "Search the body, if you can't find it, you will kill it, and throw the body off the cliff to feed the dogs. We can't waste time here."
Several people pulled Song Yuhang up and pushed him back by pulling his hair. The tiger moved his wrists and made his fists crack.
"Hey, I didn't expect Tiaozi to have this day, let me do it."
As soon as the words finished, the gun in Lin Yan's hand hit his temple, and said coldly: "I have a grudge against her, I will come."
Song Yuhang was tied up with both hands, hung high on the door panel, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.
"It's the same for everyone. I won't say anything. Hurry up and have a good time. Everyone will save time and effort."
Lin Yan turned around and slapped him across the face, turning the person's head away, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"Trash, shut up for my old lady, it's not that easy to want to die."
The tiger was still about to move, but the people brought by Lin Yan watched him with guns, he swallowed, and retreated cursing.
"Whip." Lin Yan stretched out his hand, and Liu Zhi handed her a thick, dark leather whip.
Without saying a word, she raised her hand and pulled it away. Hearing the muffled sound over there, Song Yuhang groaned in pain.
Tiger also felt sympathetic: Fuck, this woman is so cruel.
Another whip hit her shoulder, and her skin was ripped apart.
Lin Yan grabbed her by the collar and roared, "Say, where is the thing?!"
Song Yuhang turned his head, pressed his lips against her ear, gasped slightly because of the pain: "You... Don't think about it, you'd better kill me, if I'm still alive in the future..."
"It will be doubled."
The hot air continued to penetrate into her ears, Lin Yan's hand holding the whip trembled slightly, and then he whipped hard, hitting her face, and the corners of her eyes quickly became red and swollen.
If the fight continues like this, she will really die.
Lin Yan gritted her teeth, pulled her collar and shouted in a low voice: "Isn't it good to live? Why do you want to die?!"
As soon as these words came out, Song Yuhang, who was hanging his head, suddenly raised his head, his eyes locked on hers tightly like an awl.
Lin Yan was caught by the light in his eyes, and took a step back staggeringly, the wind on the mountain became stronger at night.
The two looked at each other silently, as before.
Song Yuhang looked at her, then at the busy criminal gang behind her, Ding Ye, Hu Hu, Liu Zhi...
She curled up her lips and smiled, it was no longer the indifferent, mocking, dismissive smile, but the soft and gentle smile that returned to the day when we first met, she stretched out her hand flatly, and floated on her face meaning.
That day, what she said was: "Hello, my name is Song Yuhang."
Now, what she's saying is: "Hurry up... go... the army will arrive soon... kill me so you can get out, go!"
Lin Yan was shocked and looked at her in disbelief. At this moment, the voice of Xiao Luo came from behind.
"Master, I found my second master, and I'm still alive!"
Kuba was dragged out of the ruins in a hurry, and the sound of police sirens could be heard faintly in the mountains in the distance.
"Kill me! Kill me! I won't say it!" Song Yuhang roared, panting heavily, and finally said in a low voice.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yan grasped the whip and did not make a move for a long time, a gleam of water flashed in his eyes. The tiger stepped forward and kicked the man over. Perhaps the movement was too loud, and the tiny camera stuck in the interlayer of the clothes finally fell off and fell out from the hem.
Song Yuhang's pupils shrank, and Lin Yan picked it up first and held it up in front of her eyes: "What is this, and you still say it's not there?! Shit!"
In the blink of an eye, no one thought that she would still have the strength to hang up with her hands tied behind her back. Song Yuhang leaned over suddenly, causing the rope to creak.
When Lin Yan came back to his senses, his finger suddenly hurt, and it was wrapped by her warm mouth.
As expected of Song Yuhang, the two of them are not inferior to each other in terms of ruthlessness.
The dexterous tongue swept the camera away from her fingertips, and retaliated mercilessly at her.
Lin hated the pain, hissed lightly, and quickly let go.
"Miss Hong, are you okay!"
Her fingertips were already dripping with blood when she took them out.
Song Yuhang's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the camera in front of their eyes.
The corners of her lips curled into a smug smile, seeing their livid faces, she really laughed out loud.
"Hahaha... Do you want it? Kill me? Another autopsy, do you have the time?"
"Damn it! I'll shoot you like a sieve to see if you can keep your mouth shut!" Furious, Tiger picked up the AK on his back, the bullet was loaded, and he pulled the trigger at her.
However, what was one step ahead of him was the pistol in Lin Yan's hand. After a loud noise, blue smoke came out of the muzzle.
The shot was right in the center of the mouth, and Song Yuhang's head fell down, and the blood quickly spread on the clothes. Her face was as pale as paper, and she was out of breath.
Ding Ye didn't seem to expect that she would directly shoot and kill the captain of the criminal investigation, an important figure in the police, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
With a cold face, Lin Yan put the gun back into the holster.
"I said, I have a grudge against her, and I can only take her life."
Sporadic gunshots could be heard vaguely at the gate of the factory area, and Liu Zhi's brothers stumbled over.
"Master Hong, hurry up, we are surrounded!"
The tiger came back to his senses and quickly helped the top master up, and the remaining defeated soldiers hunched Kuba up. Lin Yan followed Liu Zhi to lead the way, and the group ran into the deep mountains and dense forests stepping on the grass.
Until the end, she didn't turn her head back, she didn't dare, she was afraid that she would cry bitterly on the spot when she saw Song Yuhang's dying appearance.
Lin Yan shuttled in the dense forest, the branch scratched his cheek, he didn't know how long he ran, and finally stopped because he fell.
"Sister Hong!" Seeing that the person did not follow, Liu Zhi turned back to help her up, but saw that her eyes were shining with water.
He had never seen her with such a heart-wrenching expression.
However, it was only for a moment, Lin Yan wiped away the unnecessary water stains from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand: "It's okay, I sprained my ankle, it hurts, let's go."
Liu Zhi was dubious: "Sister Hong..."
Before she finished speaking, she got up by herself, stumbled and ran forward.
Liu Zhi didn't think about anything else, and hurriedly followed up.
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They ran not far away, the gunshots gradually subsided, and the sound of cars came from the mountain road. There were no large troops, just two small police cars, and they were all the main force of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau, Feng Jianguo and her cronies.
Duan Cheng opened the car door first, and ran out with the medicine box, followed by Fang Xin and Zheng Chengrui.
Feng Jianguo got off from another car, but after all, he was not as strong as the young men, and with a beer belly, he was out of breath.
"Oh, slow down, my old bones can't outrun you."
The little policeman who was "beaten to death" by Lin Yan in the grass got up, took off his body armor, rubbed the place where he was beaten, and it was Xue Rui who grinned.
"Feng Bureau."
"Feng Bureau."
"Feng Bureau."
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Several "corpses" got up from the ground one after another, and some of them couldn't get up because they were scratched by bullets and suffered minor injuries.
Fang Xin hurried over to help the wounded to go out.
"Team Song, Team Song, wake up." Duan Cheng found her on the warehouse door, patted her face, Song Yuhang hung his head, unconscious.
He tested his breath and found that he was still breathing. He took an injection from the medicine box, disinfected her skin, and injected it gently into her arm.
Song Yuhang groaned in pain, and when he opened his eyes, he coughed up a big mouthful of blood. His face was pale. Although his life was not in danger, the injury was not light.
"What about things?"
Feng Jianguo walked over to ask her.
She feebly motioned for them to put her down, and Xue Rui took a knife and cut the rope binding her hands.
Song Yuhang got his freedom, and knelt down on the ground exhausted, pointing to his throat: "I can't help it, I swallowed it."
Everyone looked at each other with constipated expressions on their faces.
Duan Cheng grinned and cracked his fists loudly: "Let me do it."
Several people silently stood up and turned their faces away, Song Yuhang's scalp tingled for a while: "Wait a minute..."
Before he finished speaking, he had already punched her in the stomach. He hadn't eaten anything for a day, and he was jumping up and down in a fierce battle. In addition, he was uncomfortable due to injuries.
Song Yuhang bent down, overwhelmed: "Ugh..."
Duan Cheng put on his gloves, picked up the tiny camera, rinsed it with mineral water, and put it in an evidence bag. Song Yuhang pointed at his nose, unable to hold back a complete sentence for a long time.
"Forget it... you're ruthless! You learned from... who did you learn from!"
Who else could I learn from? Naturally, it was a famous former forensic doctor from the Technical Investigation Division.
Fang Xin couldn't help bursting out laughing, and came to help her up: "Let's go, Team Song, we'll take you to the hospital."
"Wait a minute." Song Yuhang's footsteps faltered for a moment, and he pulled out a steel plate from his coat and threw it on the ground. It was the size of a palm, and there were white marks from bullets on it.
As for the blood, it was purely a bag of pig's blood that had been hidden in her clothes long ago. Before she came, she had already made preparations to die, and she also made preparations in case she survived by chance.
In her imagination, she would have to shed a layer of skin if she didn't die today, but she didn't expect that she would be able to see her companion soberly.
Even if there was no steel plate that had been hidden long ago, Pei Jinhong, no, it should be said that Lin was bored, the shot would not have directly pierced her heart and killed her.
The muzzle of her gun was deflected three inches downward, and the bullet would catch between the ribs in a very clever arc.
As long as she is sent to the doctor in time, she still has a chance of survival.
Lin Yan gave her the hope of life, but left death to himself. This trip must be far away, like walking on thin ice.
While waiting for other colleagues to clean up the battlefield, Song Yuhang did not rush to the hospital, but asked Duan Cheng for a cigarette, squatting on the edge of the cliff and smoking.
The old bureau chief walked up to her and handed her a pack of Zhonghua.
"Do you want to ask, why should I let her do this?"
Song Yuhang shook his head, but didn't answer. He smoked a five-yuan pack of low-quality cigarettes in his hand, exhaled the smoke ring, and looked far away.
"This question is not important, in fact, if it were me, I would go too."
"I was just thinking..." The young captain of the criminal investigation stood up with one hand in his pocket, looking at the rising sun in front of him, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, magnificent waves, and only boundless loneliness in his eyes.
"She shot me thinking I was dead, how sad it must have been, I couldn't tell her I was alive any more than she could tell me."
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Duan Cheng and Xue Rui helped other injured colleagues to the car, chatting with each other while chatting.
"Didn't you mean a top-secret mission? Just now I was lying on the ground and listening, and the gunshots at the door were so dense, I thought it was a large army coming."
"Hey, there is no big army, it's just firecrackers." Duan Cheng took out a bunch of firecrackers from the back of his waist, and laughed.
"The rest of the Chinese New Year, I haven't finished it."
Xue Rui: "..."
While the two of them were talking, the lights on the mountain road were brightly lit, and the whistle sounded sharply, indicating that the large army had really arrived.
Song Yuhang threw away the cigarette and fell down limply.
This time it was real dizziness, not fake dizziness.