With a "bang", the rear of the Q7 was hit hard, followed by two gunshots and the rear window glass shattered.
Zheng Yubai didn't expect the other party to attack in the noisy streets in the evening, and he couldn't help but be surprised. No matter how good his martial arts were, he couldn't resist the power of the bullet. He could only lower his head as much as possible and stepped on the accelerator. The car rushed out like an arrow, ran through a red light and drove towards the suburbs.
The two cars followed each other closely, rushing through the streets at lightning speed. Zheng Yubai was afraid of hitting someone, so he didn't dare to accelerate with all his strength. However, the car behind him had no scruples at all, not only rushing around recklessly, but also firing frequently, as if he was looking for chaos in the world.
Zheng Yubai secretly groaned in his heart, knowing that the matter had become serious. He could already hear the faint sound of sirens in the distance. Even if he could escape the pursuit behind him, he would surely have some troublesome arguments.
The car quickly ran away from the downtown area and came to a quieter place. The Q7 accelerated at full speed, trying to shake off the pursuit behind it, but the sedan was not to be outdone. Its engine roared wildly and it chased after it relentlessly. The sound of gunfire was like frying beans.
The car had just rushed out of the city and was driving on the bumpy road in the suburbs when "bang" another gunshot was heard behind him. Zheng Yubai felt a burning pain in his right arm and was shot.
He endured the severe pain in his arm and tried his best to straighten the steering wheel. He turned his head and saw that his right upper arm was hit by a bullet and was bleeding.
Although he was injured, Zheng Yubai did not slow down. On the poorer roads in the suburbs, the advantage of the Q7's high chassis was clearly demonstrated, and it could easily pass even on bumpy roads. The car behind him seemed to be struggling and slowed down immediately. Zheng Yubai drove for a while, and saw that he had left the car behind. He turned the steering wheel and slid into a small road. He stopped the car next to a piece of wasteland, jumped out of the car, and went into the wilderness.
When the car stumbled over, they saw the Q7 left alone in the wilderness. It was pitch black all around, and no one knew where Zheng Yubai had gone.
Three people got out of the car. They were none other than XYZ. After finding out Zheng Yubai's license plate number from the villa security guard, they finally found the car outside the Yang Style Tai Chi gym.
X cautiously came to the front of the Q7 to check, and immediately saw blood in the cab. He couldn't help but exclaimed happily: "He was shot."
Z did not show any joyful expression, but made a gesture to keep quiet and whispered: "He is still nearby, everyone be careful."
Y squatted down. On the snowy ground, a line of footprints and bloodstains clearly pointed out the direction in which Zheng Yubai had escaped. He sniffed slightly and nodded to X and Z.
The three men took out their weapons. X had his hands in his sleeves, with his signature throwing knives hidden in his sleeves; Y had a powerful USP pistol that he had modified himself, and the shot that hit Zheng Yubai was his masterpiece; Z had his hands empty, with a slightly bulging belly, but looking at his steady steps, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he must be a martial artist with great lower body kung fu skills.
"Rustle..." The three of them followed the blood and footprints and tracked towards Zheng Yubai. They were all experts in tracking, so even if Zheng Yubai had any traps or deliberate confusion, they could not hide it from their eyes.
Zheng Yubai was lying in a snow cave at the moment, tearing off the clothes on his right arm with great effort. The wound was bleeding profusely, and Zheng Yubai could only press the cold snow on the wound. Because of the cold, the wound was somewhat numb, and the wound seemed to gradually coagulate due to the extremely low temperature, and the bleeding finally stopped. Zheng Yubai was more familiar with injuries from falls, but not with gunshot wounds. Although he didn't know what the consequences of doing this would be, he knew that if he didn't stop the bleeding as soon as possible, he would die.
Gritting his teeth, he tore off a piece of his shirt and bandaged the wound on his right arm. In the distance, he heard light footsteps. The "rustling" sound was as terrifying as "kill, kill, kill". Zheng Yubai pulled himself together and looked out from his snow den. It happened that a bright moon was shining on the wilderness. In the snow, three figures gathered around him in a triangular shape.
"It's not Fang Hongjin... then it must be Killer 26." Zheng Yubai didn't know how they found him, and now was not the time to think about it. He gently moved his right arm, but found that he couldn't move it freely. It seemed that he could only deal with these three people with one arm.
Looking out again, the footprints he left on the snow were clearly visible, exposing his whereabouts. Zheng Yubai was secretly annoyed that his anti-tracking skills were too poor. While the three people were not approaching, he crawled out of the snow and went to a dry reed field nearby. Behind the reed field was a row of dark houses without a single light, and he didn't know where they were.
Although XYZ and the other three knew that Zheng Yubai had been shot, they did not know how serious his injury was. Zheng Yubai must have had some strong skills to kill V, so they did not dare to underestimate him and remained cautious. They slowly searched to the snow cave and found traces of Zheng Yubai's crawling escape. Looking in that direction, they saw a row of dark houses behind the crooked withered reed field.
The three of them looked at each other, and immediately followed the traces on the snow in the direction of the house.
Zheng Yubai stumbled and knocked open the half-open wooden door, rushing into a damp and dark brick house, which was filled with a foul odor. Zheng Yubai had lived in the countryside since he was a child, and he immediately recognized the smell of a pigsty.
"I didn't expect it to run into the pigsty." Zheng Yubai thought a little embarrassedly. He turned around and listened carefully at the door. The dry reeds rustled. It seemed that the pursuers were still unwilling to give up and would not stop until they took his life.
He gently wiped the ground with his foot to erase some of the footprints. Hearing the person getting closer, Zheng Yubai didn't bother to destroy any traces and went straight out of the back window. Then he put his hand on the low eaves of the house. Although his right arm was completely powerless, he still climbed onto the roof with the strength of his left arm.
A moment later, XYZ arrived in front of the house. X sniffed and frowned: "What's that smell?"
Z looked at the traces on the ground that Zheng Yubai had cleaned up and said coldly, "He can't run far. He must be nearby."
X and Y nodded and immediately dispersed, searching for Zheng Yubai's whereabouts room by room. (To be continued)