At the same time, the high-speed bridge.
The motorcycle engine "woo-" sounded from far to near, and in the gust of wind, only the horse boy could be heard roaring in Burmese: "What are you doing?! Stop! Stop!!"
Ma Yin stood in front of the car and narrowed her eyes, her first reaction was that this kid Sanqi is crazy and wants to rebel
But in just half a second, the Wrangler was approaching, and the moment the lights crossed, she saw the outline of the figure on the driver's seat, and her pupils rapidly enlarged in her eyes—
boom! The two motorcyclists hit the ground, and one of them was too close to even roll over, and was rolled into the bottom of the car by the speeding Wrangler and crushed into meat sauce.
Ma Yin used all his strength to roar: "Kill him!!"
Screams and roars rang out, but Ma Yin didn't care anymore. She got into the jeep like a whirlwind, and as soon as the handbrake was released, the accelerator was activated, and the four-wheel drive quickly reversed backwards; within two seconds of her reversing, Wu Yu flashed the high beam, and the strong light made the second horse disappear in front of her eyes. In response, it was hit like a cannonball and flew out of the bridge. The speeding motorcycle whirled and whirled on the ground. It slammed into the bridge pillar, and it burned into a ball of fire a few seconds later!
Marin's red lips twitched coldly, and without hesitation, she pulled the handbrake to the R gear and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The Wrangler is hitting the rear of the Jeep head-on, but she is not afraid. This transformed jeep has domineering front and rear bumpers, and the acceleration from 100 kilometers per hour is less than 4 seconds. At a terrifying speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour, the steel beast collided fiercely, and the front of the Wrangler was completely twisted!
The roar of inertia caused Wu Yu to rush forward, and then he was restrained by the seat belt and slammed back into the driver's seat.
If there was no seat belt, he would have smashed the front window of the car and flew out of the car. Wu Yu's hands that were holding the steering wheel bulged, and the accelerator on his right foot did not relax. He saw that his front and rear of the jeep were tightly clenched, the metal rubbed violently, and a harsh gurgling sound erupted, and he kept retreating in the wrestling—
Bang bang bang!
The gunshots sounded suddenly, Wu Yu glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw that a motorcyclist had gone around to shoot, and the rear windshield shattered in an uproar. It was too late, Wu Yu didn't even turn his head, he took out the pistol from the glove box and slammed it back! Snapped! With two bursts, the bullet spun out of the glass shards like a rainstorm, crossed a distance of more than 20 meters, and roared through the driver's front and rear chest, with a splash of blood!
The driver opened his eyes wide and fell backwards on the road.
The out-of-control motorcycle rushed out of the bridge and exploded after a few seconds, and the flames illuminated most of the bridge piers!
The instant the gun popped out of the chamber, the recoil of the one-handed shot made Wu Yu's shoulders shake, and the steering wheel couldn't bear it any longer. For a moment, he only felt that the front of the car was pulled back, and he knew that it was not good.
- Ma Yin stared at the rearview mirror with a ruthless look on her face.
The Wrangler lost a thousand miles in this multi-ton wrestling. The four rubber tires rubbed, squeezed and deformed against the ground at the same time, and the huge body lost its center of gravity uncontrollably. Immediately afterwards, the rear wheel of the car slipped wildly, and was pushed backward by the reversing jeep, and the rear of the car accelerated and hit the bridge column!
If this happens, in the double extrusion of the cement pillar and the jeep, the Wrangler will be scrapped into a mass of twisted pig iron within a few seconds, and Wu Yu will be stuck in the cab and squeezed into a mass of meat.
At the critical moment, Wu Yu's operation was textbook-level. He shifted the handbrake, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator and brake alternately. A series of actions were dizzyingly fast. Just before the taillights approached the concrete pillar, the extreme operation of the Wrangler finally followed the Jeep. Open a little gap, and use the fleeting angle to swerve abruptly—
Sparks erupted from the scraping of the two cars, and Ma Yin's steering wheel lost control on the spot, and his face changed.
But it was too late for her to hit the brakes now. The skid jeep hit the concrete pillar, the rear of the car sank into a deep pit, the fuel tank burst on the spot, and the gasoline spurted out as if the brakes had been opened!
"%&#*&!!"
Ma Yin yelled, punched the steering wheel, pulled out a pistol and pushed the door out, striding towards the Wrangler - bang!
The door was cratered.
boom!
The entire side mirror disappeared without a trace.
boom!
The side windows shattered and the glass splashed all over the floor!
"Come out, Jie Qianshan!" Ma Yin pointed guns at the driver's door with both hands, roaring and shaking the wilderness: "Come out and see me!"
In the severely deformed cab, Wu Yu closed his eyes and exhaled. When he opened it again, his eyes were cold and clear. He folded the cuffs of his shirt and pulled the other side of his mask on.
There was another gunshot, the front window of the car shattered into tens of thousands of pieces in the terrifying tortoise crack, and the bullet casings fell to the ground: "Xie, Qian, Shan—"
The roar faded, a figure broke out of the window, and the hood was sunk by a heavy footstep; Ma Yin pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the 9mm Luger bullet rubbed against Wu Yu's heel and wiped the metal, and a splash of sparks flew out. !
Wu Yu didn't even look at it, and rolled to the ground, as fast as a ghost. The gunshot sounded like an exploding chamber. Several bullets hit the ground against his thin back, and the arc-shaped ash smoke all over the floor chased him all the way to the bridge column. Stop, out of bullets!
Ma Yin: "Fuck!"
In a thousandth of a second, Wu Yu dodged and shot from behind the cement column, but in the dark night at a distance of 40 meters, the sniping accuracy and speed of the police gun couldn't compare with the modified Glock pistol at all. With two bursts, Ma Yin had already jumped up, put on the magazine in the air, flew to the roof of the car, loaded the bullet with a click, and aimed at Wu Yu's eyebrows behind the cement column—
Time is stretched by an invisible hand, and everything is like slow motion in a movie.
The moment Gluck fired, Wu Yu had already pulled the trigger, and his last bullet spun toward the jeep's fuel tank.
-boom! !
The whole jeep exploded, and Ma Yin was smashed by the airflow, rolled out ten meters and slammed into the bridge railing!
Ma Yin only felt her head cover her head, the blood on her forehead was released, and the hot and sticky bright red covered her left eye.
She didn't know where the pistol was thrown by the explosion. She gasped heavily, and fumbled to help the bridge railing to get up. Her blurred right eye saw the figure in the distance against the light, and she calmly rolled her shirt cuffs around her elbows. Then he pulled out an arc of bright dagger from the back waist, held it in his hand and walked step by step.
His figure is thin and tall, and the sharp edge of the green ten years ago has disappeared, and he has become calm, restrained and powerful, but the hostility has not changed.
The target and resentment that could not be concealed from that year to now have not changed.
"...Come on, Jie Qianshan." Ma Yin put her hands into her arms, panting and laughing: "Why don't you dare to come to see me frankly?"
The street lamp slanted on the corner of Wu Yu's eyebrows from a height, reflecting the cold and calm eyes on the mask.
"You ruined my home, killed my father, and survived for ten years. How does it feel to use someone else's life to live another ten years, eh?"
Wu Yu seemed to have never heard of it.
Ma Yin gasped for a while, took out a black and matte three-edged thorn handle from his arms, and asked gently with blood:
"Are you ready to pay this blood debt?"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly strode up, her strength and speed were as if the collision just now never existed. The three-edged thorn collided with the blade of the dagger in the air, and Dangdang did not know how many loud rainstorms hit the pear blossoms. ! The dagger was firmly locked with a sound, and the absolute advantage of the three-edged thorn in melee combat was unobstructed, and then the flying foot kicked Wu Yu out as a chest!
Marin's Martin boots had studs on the soles. The dislocation of Wu Yu's sternum when he fell from the eighth floor did not heal at all. This kick made his throat bleed on the spot, soaking the mask at once, and then he rushed out a few meters and stabbed the knife with his backhand. The spikes pierced the ground and barely stood still.
Before he could pull out the dagger, Ma Yin volleyed into the air, and her toes hung upside down on his neck—she was light, but her muscles were strong, and her explosive power was extremely strong.
With Wu Yu's body shape, he would fall over his feet with scissors, as long as he touched the ground, he would not be able to break free at all. In the blink of an eye, he was lying on his back on the iron bridge, with his upper body completely backward and parallel to the ground; this jiu-jitsu has indeed been practiced to a very consummate level. come face to face-
Swish!
Ma Yin's thighs, calves and leather boots stretched in a straight line, swept parallel to the bridge of his nose, and landed at the same time as the three-edged thorn shot. Wu Yu didn't even have time to hide, his cheeks cooled, blood splashed with the blade of the knife, and the mask tie broke.
Ma Yin sneered and turned her head: "Let me take a look at your annoying—"
Her voice stopped abruptly.
The dark night in the distance, the vast wilderness, and the raging fire at the end of the broken bridge all turned into tiny spots of light at that moment, and the wind blew and dispersed.
The blood on Wu Yu's side cheeks slowly fell from the air. He turned his face and silently opened his mouth and said something in Burmese, which landed in Ma Yin's blank pupils.
The mask fell silently.
In the next second, Wu Yu hooked his feet with force, bent his knees around his neck, and flew into the air with a cross; Ma Yin only felt lightning flash across his eyes, and he was slammed to the ground with a thud, and his wrists, elbows, and shoulders clicked! click! click! ! Three loud bangs, the anti-joint twisted to the limit, and a tragic scream immediately came out!
"Your home was destroyed, what about mine?" Wu Yu gasped and said hoarsely.
Once the cross is formed, it is impossible to get rid of it. His hands, upper body, waist, hips and legs are all concentrated on Ma Yin's arm. Ma Yin's whole body is bent on the ground by his knees, like a trapped beast struggling, except for the sharp The screams didn't come out.
"My hometown has no school, no farmland, no hospital, or even the cheapest cement road to drive a car. My ancestors knelt in the poppy bushes alive and buried by the poppy garden. Why should my hometown be destroyed by you? Like that?"
Ma Yin's arm was broken inch by inch, inch by inch, and then inch by inch. She couldn't make a sound. She could only open her mouth and spasm, feeling the bones being squeezed alive until it was on the verge of breaking.
"Only one person can walk on this bridge alive today, and that person is me." Wu Yu lay on his back and faced the night sky, panting, "Because no one is waiting for you in this world, but there is still one person. Waiting for me to come home."
Ma Yin's eyeballs enlarged sharply, and her joint bones were finally broken—
Before the bone-shattering pain swept through the body, suddenly!
boom!
The gunshots sounded suddenly, and the bullet hit Wu Yu's ear. It was another motorcyclist who was knocked over just now but was not crushed into flesh!
The man may have been wearing a helmet and didn't fall to his death on the spot after landing, but Rao was also in a coma for a long time before waking up, leaning on the ground with blood on his face, clutching the gun. Seeing that the blow missed, he was just about to struggle to take aim again, but Wu Yu's eyes narrowed, he quickly kicked the Ma Yin to get up, and threw the dagger.
The whirling blade flew out dozens of meters, the motorcyclist swooped to dodge, the blade tip missed his throat, "Dang bang!" The pistol flew far away!
The motorcyclist is also a real drug dealer. He stumbled to pick up the gun after scolding, and Wu Yu stepped back at this moment. , Wu Yu's back reached the bridge railing, and he saw that Ma Yin had already rushed in front of him!
A murderous intent rushed straight into Wu Yu's heart. He almost instinctively held down the bridge railing behind him, jumped into the air, stretched his knees around Ma Yin's neck, and used the strength of his waist and legs to lift her whole body—
As long as Ma Yin's reaction was a little slower, the moment she got up from the ground, her own weight was enough to dislocate her neck bone, but fortunately, she grabbed Wu Yu's ankle with both hands at the last minute.
Even the most dazzling acrobatics could not express the next thrill. The two of them were connected to each other like this. With Wu Yu's hands on the railing as a fulcrum, they flew 360 degrees into the air, and both were thrown out of the bridge. !
"what!"
Ma Yin's feet were empty, her whole body was weightless, and she was suspended in mid-air only by holding onto Wu Yu's ankle. But Wu Yu was pulled by the centrifugal force of Ma Yin, his hand holding the railing almost slipped, and he almost fell off the bridge. Only in the darkness before his eyes, he steadied the balance of this dangerous egg.
"Let go?" Ma Yin sneered intermittently from under his feet: "Let go and we will die together... No one's fucking... "
Wu Yu didn't say a word, the cold sweat pooled on his chin like beads with a broken thread, and fell into the bottomless bridge pier under his feet.
The muscles in his arms were terribly tensed, and it seemed that even the pale blue blood vessels were about to burst out from under the fair skin, but he didn't relax at all, and he struggled to climb back to the bridge.
At this moment, there was a hoarse gasp from the top of the head. The motorcyclist walked step by step with the gun in his hand. He was stunned by the scene and said at a loss: "… Miss?!"
The motorcyclist has probably never encountered such a dilemma in his life. If he shoots at Wu Yu, Ma Yin will fall off the broken bridge. This kind of viaduct can definitely drop people so that they can't even pick up the whole body. Get up; but if he pulls Wu Yu up, Wu Yu's first action must be to kill him, no doubt!
Time seemed to freeze, and every second was stretched for an extremely long time; in this deadly stalemate, a rough voice finally came from under the bridge:
"...you...even if...you live like him, you..."
It was difficult for Ma Yin to even speak out. Every word of her was forced out of her throat. Wu Yu suddenly twisted his knees unbearably and shouted, "Shut up!"
A few clucking voices erupted from Ma Yin's throat, and the veins on both sides of her neck bulged, her face turned from red to purple, and then a terrifying blue.
"... I have to live, I have to go back alive." Wu Yu shuddered and murmured nervously: "I have a home now... I have someone waiting at home now... "
He swung his right hand upwards, his body shook violently, and he moved two centimeters with difficulty.
"What, what should I do? What should I do?..." The motorcyclist trembled and took a half step back, muttering in Burmese at a loss, then turned around and wanted to run. After two steps, he suddenly realized that his behavior was considered betrayal. If Mayin was lucky enough not to die, he would be pulled out and divided into five horses. On the top of Marin's head.
"I didn't do it on purpose, and I couldn't do anything about it. I couldn't help it at first..." The motorcyclist murmured in confusion for a long time. When his eyes met Ma Yin's face, he became timid again, and shivered, he turned the muzzle at Wu Yu: " I was forced, I had no way to…”
Wu Yu's pupils were squeezed into needles little by little, only to see the other party closed his eyes, pointed the gun at his hand holding the bridge rail, and was about to press the trigger—
At this time, the gunshots exploded in the dark night.
The bullet sank from the left side of the motorcycle rider's temple, penetrated the skull, and exploded from the right side.
In the same second, the roar of the engine was approaching, and the big silver G turned into a bright lightning to break through the night sky. Wu Yu suddenly opened his eyes - it was Bu Chonghua!
Bu Chonghua slammed the brakes, reversed the car, rolled the motorcyclist's body into the bottom of the car with a merciless sound, then flew out and ran forward, only glanced at Ma Yin below, and clasped Wu tightly. Wrist: "Come up!"
"..." Wu Yu, who escaped from death, looked up at him as if he was completely dead, but there was no sign of cooperation.
Bu Chonghua roared: "You come up to me!!"
The night wind swept over the viaduct, with the crackling of the burning jeep at the end of the broken bridge, and the sound of sirens farther, and rushed towards the vast wasteland.
Wu Yu's eyes trembled slightly, almost greedily drawing Bu Chonghua's stern face that was burning with anger, and then suddenly lowered his head, his arms trembled sharply due to the force, and bursts of dying moans came from under his feet— It is Marin.
Bu Chonghua understood like lightning.
It's not that he refuses to come up, but he wants to make sure that Ma Yin is hanged first!
As long as this bridge falls, he will definitely fall to his death, and he would rather risk his death than let the horse silver fall into the hands of the police!
"...Wu Yu, look up at me, listen to me." Bu Chonghua held Wu Yu's hand tightly, feeling that the friction of sweat was making his skin slip and fall, "Come up first, we will deal with it later. Let's solve it, now it's not... Wu Yu! You fucking look up at me!"
Wu Yu gritted his teeth and shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes, mixed with blood along his cheeks, drop by drop into the bottomless abyss under his feet.
Just a few seconds seemed to be as long as centuries, and finally Bu Chonghua's breath was flattened over his head, as if the volcano was being pushed back to the ground by a stronger and more terrifying force: "Wu Yu, look at me."
Then he drew the gun from the side of the waist and aimed it at Mahin's head. At that moment, Mahin's eyes were completely split, and he murmured a few words in Burmese silently in his mouth—
Bu Chonghua's eyes were as calm as frost, and he pulled the trigger decisively.
With a loud bang, the blood mixed with the brain exploded, Wu Yu's knees subconsciously loosened, and the body that was missing more than half of its head fell off the bridge like a kite with a broken string!
"… "
Wu Yu shook his head and saw Bu Chonghua put away his gun and said condescendingly, "Remember, this is the first time I have killed someone for you."