Paramount is located in the only area in Shanghai that does not border the suburbs, which is called the aristocratic area.
But the noble district is not that safe.
In this era, there is chaos in chaos, and there is chaos in determination. People from all over the world gather in one place, trying to make a big show of their strengths. In the midst of the storm, there are many heroes. What hides under the turbulent waves is not peace and tranquility, but even more dangerous storms and tsunamis.
At this moment, Ling Shu followed Jiang He and hurried out of Paramount, looking up at the sky.
The wind was strong and still biting, but the moon and stars were not seen at all, and all eyes were dark clouds.
Ling Shu remembered an old saying.
The moon is dark and the night is killing, and the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.
A night like this is perfect for something to happen.
Jiang He's behavior was a little strange.
He came to the banquet with Lu Tongcang, but at the moment he left alone, without waiting for the driver to pick him up, and without getting into any car, he just wrapped his coat tightly, turned left without turning his head, and turned left in front of him.
Ling Shu quickened his pace and also turned left.
He didn't show his figure rashly, but looked out from the wall.
Not far away, Jiang He really stood still and turned around abruptly!
Ling Shu quickly turned his head back!
so close!
It was almost discovered.
Counting three seconds in his heart, he probed out again, Jiang He had already walked away.
The street lamp stretched his shadow very long, and in the dark night, there was an inexplicable sense of strangeness, like an unknown monster sneaking alone, and it would violently devour people at any time.
People like Jiang He, who have been licking blood from the knife for many years, are extremely vigilant. Light, there will inevitably be echoes.
But it can’t be too far away. It’s easy to lose people even more. Jiang He is obviously not walking at night. He left Paramount with some purpose. field, which makes him more alert.
Tracking is a technique. It is easy to track ordinary people. How to track a master without being discovered is the master of the master.
Ling Shu was quite satisfied with his tracking technology.
He and Jiang He had always maintained a close distance.
But Ling Shu also found that the other party has been walking through the alley, turning constantly, as if aimlessly, and as if trying to get rid of the stalker.
He could be sure that Jiang He didn't know of his existence.
What was Jiang He's intention to do this
boom!
A gunshot in the dark seemed to answer Ling Shu's question.
The gunshots came from the front, and it was most likely where Jiang He was.
Ling Shu didn't care about anything else, and took a few steps to follow the sound.
Then he saw Jiang He fighting with people.
To be precise, four people were besieging and chasing Jiang He.
…
Jiang He half squatted, his back against the wall.
The stench of rubbish came in bursts, and it was almost the same as the environment where Jiang He grew up.
He closed his eyes and touched his arm.
Unsurprisingly, it was wet there.
The alley was full of debris, which was enough for Jiang He to hide for a while, but it didn't last long. With the skills of those four people, he emptied all the bullets in the magazine, and he might not be able to knock them all down.
However, Jiang He was willing to give it a try if he could earn a way out of his life.
After all, a person like him has experienced too many dangers of life and death, and his ability to survive until now depends entirely on his ability and luck.
Hopefully tonight's luck won't be too bad.
This place has already left Zhabei, and the night patrol police are hardly seen, and the intensive gunfire will not attract bystanders.
Nearby residents all know that curiosity at this time can only bring death to themselves.
The footsteps were getting closer.
While Jiang He used the sundries to hide his figure, the other party was also using the sundries to move forward.
Jiang He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement, and suddenly popped his head out and fired two shots at each other!
Boom!
The other party was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground!
Jiang He did not dare to hesitate, and immediately retreated.
But still half a step too late.
The people behind him fired at almost the same time!
Jiang He's muffled voice could be heard clearly in the alley.
The killers looked at each other, and they could all hear the pain in his voice, which could not be faked.
Several people got up from behind the cover and slowly surrounded Jiang He.
Getting closer.
From tens of meters to a dozen meters, and from a dozen meters to a few meters.
Jiang He's heart was beating like a drum, and he slowly clenched the gun in his hand.
He didn't have two guns. If he had, he could shoot left and right tonight when he was unprepared, and he might be caught off guard. Maybe there was a chance.
But a gun means he can only choose one of the directions.
Don't care about the future, don't care about the future.
The back is destined to be exposed and let the other side fish.
The pocket watch was pressed against his chest, and the hands on it silently counted the time for him.
five.
Four.
three.
two.
Jiang He was ready to go, ready to do his best to make a bloody path for himself.
But at the last second—
There was another gunshot outside!
Not from him, nor from the killer who flanked him, but farther away!
Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that this was a great opportunity.
Whether the other party is an enemy or a friend, this is the only chance for him to escape!
He jumped up, rushed towards the enemy on one side, fired two shots in a row, and quickly rolled behind the garbage pile on the other side.
The other party was really attracted by the sound of another gunshot, and when he came back to his senses, one of them had already been shot.
The other person rushed towards Jiang He!
Jiang He picked up the trash and threw it at him, but his body rushed in the opposite direction.
Because there are two people behind.
After several shots were fired, Jiang He was shot in the waist again, but at the same time he had already rushed in front of him, shot the two of them down, and then ran out of the dark alley without looking back!
There are people chasing behind.
Those people's mission was definitely not to stay alive. After taking the money to buy his life, they naturally wanted to bring his body back. It was impossible to let Jiang He go so easily.
He could only keep running forward, staggering, turning when he saw the road, and avoiding when he saw someone.
I can't tell if the lights are getting darker or the vision is getting blurry. The gunshot wound in the waist and ribs is in severe pain, the nerves are jumping, and the muscles are twitching, which is more unbearable than the arm injury.
Jiang He took a deep breath, but felt that what he inhaled was his own blood, which was sticky and sweet, blocking his throat.
The movement behind him was getting closer.
The other party kept biting him tightly, Jiang He finally dodged into the corner, leaned against the wall, panting violently, his arms slightly bent, his fingers on the trigger, ready to give the last bullet to the one closest to him. enemy.
If you die, you have to pull a back.
coming!
His whole body screamed for danger signals, Jiang He jumped out suddenly, raised the gun and pulled the trigger at the same time!
boom!
Empty.
Empty? !
Jiang He Miku didn't have time to be stunned, his wrist was firmly grasped and twisted, he let go in pain, and the gun fell to the ground.
The other party did not rush to shoot him, but pulled him back and pressed him directly against the wall.
"Shh!"
The other party held Jiang He's mouth down, motioned him not to make a sound, and then pulled him into the alley next to him.
After the dilapidated small door was pushed open, the two ducked in, and the door closed again.
Jiang He heard the movement outside getting farther and farther, so he couldn't help but struggled and pushed him away.
"Who are you?"
"I'm your savior, Mr. Jiang. Should you be more polite when you treat your savior?"
Although the other party's voice was low, his tone was not serious.
The light source from the distance was very weak, and Jiang He could only vaguely make out the outline of the other person's face.
He should be a very handsome man.
Handsome people are rare, and very handsome people are much rarer.
Plus his clothes...
Jiang He remembered.
"Ling Shu?"
"You know me?" Ling Shu was a little surprised.
"I was nearby when you were dancing with Miss Zhen." Jiang He said, "I found that you were watching me as soon as you arrived at Paramount, and you are still following me, why?"
Ling Shu: "If I didn't observe you, how would I know you left early? If I didn't follow you, why would I give up the opportunity to get close to Miss Zhen and save your life? Your focus should be here, right?"
Jiang He pursed his lips, as if holding back the pain, and only repeated one sentence.
"You and I didn't meet before, why?"
Ling Shu: "Because of He You'an's case."
Jiang He frowned, his scrutiny eyes hadn't halved because of the injury.
Like a knife and an axe, it fell on Ling Shu, as if to see through him completely.
"I don't know He Youan."
"Then why did you meet her driver Chen Wendong?"
As soon as Ling Shu's question came out, Jiang He's eyes immediately became murderous.
But Ling Shu was not afraid at all, not giving in an inch, the two exchanged silently in the dark.
Until a movement outside broke the silence.
Those killers must have been unable to catch up, so they turned back.
They were kicking the door, and the flimsy latch was broken and cracked soon after.
Ling Shu didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he grabbed Jiang He and hid inside.
This is an abandoned residential house. After the original owner moved away, no one lived there for a long time, and the smell of dust can be smelled everywhere.
Ling Shu also happened to pass by one time, and he was so playful that he went to pick wild flowers on other people's walls and found this place.
But Jiang He held down his hand and stopped him from going inside. Instead, he pointed to the wall in the other direction, signaling him to climb out from there.
Ling Shu glanced at his wound.
"You can?"
"Let's go!" Jiang Heren didn't say much harsh words. He was cruel to others, and even more cruel to himself. When he stepped forward, he went straight to climb the wall.
Ling Shu had suffered a gunshot wound, of course he knew how uncomfortable it was, so he immediately gave him a thumbs up.
What a man.
The two crossed the low wall one after the other, and Ling Shu grabbed him and ran fast.
He didn't want to bring the trouble of Jiang He to his own house or Yue's house, so naturally he could only follow Jiang He's guidance and rush all the way into the concession.
"In front... that red western-style building, the key is in my pocket, you can take it."
Jiang He's breath was getting faster and faster, but his voice was getting lower and lower. If it wasn't for Ling Shu's help to support his weight, he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.
Ling Shu reached into his jacket pocket and fumbled for a while, and sure enough he found a key.
"You're shot now, should you go to the hospital first? Hey, don't pass out, I want to ask you about He Youan!"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Shu's shoulders sank, and the other party fell into a coma.
Ling Shu: …
If there are chasing soldiers and burdens, the best way is to just throw them away and ignore them.
Ling Shu grimaced, realizing that he had caused himself a big problem.
If Yue Dingtang came back from Nanjing and found that he and Lu Tongcang's younger brother fled in the middle of the night hand in hand, I don't know how he would react.
The author has something to say:
Lao Yue Xiazhang should have returned from a business trip, and then he will find out that Ling Shu has done another big thing.
Yue Dingtang: Why can't you be an assistant when you can make a little noise every day
Ling Shu: How does the story develop in that way
Yue Dingtang: ... It makes sense, but I am speechless.