Breaking Through the Clouds: 125.Chapter 125

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Flapping edges and edges——

The branches of the tree swayed, and a few birds jumped out and flew into the sky under the light of the flashlight beam.

"..." Ajie stopped, his eyes seemed a little puzzled, and he patrolled around again. The courtyard wall of the guest house is made of bricks and soil, and it is full of holes and gaps. The sparse trees and bushes extend all the way to the back mountain, like a black curtain of different shades between the sky and the earth.

"Brother Jie?" his bodyguard whispered for instructions.

Ajie's expression can't be seen clearly in the dark, so he didn't answer.

At the same time, the back of the courtyard wall of the guest house.

Qi Sihao kept the posture of stepping on the wooden fence with one foot and stood still. His eyes were round, his mouth was slightly open, his back was close to the wall, and he felt the cold sweat soaking through his shirt along his back a little bit.

Just separated by a wall, the murderous devil held a flashlight and stood in an open space less than three meters away from him.

He didn't dare to breathe, he didn't even dare to make a heartbeat. After a long period of time, he moved his eyes and looked over the one-person-high wall. The gray glass window on the second floor of the guest house reflected the moon, reflecting a blue and white light.

As long as your eyesight is good enough, you can find that the window is not completely closed, but is slightly hidden, leaking a finger-wide gap——

Yan Xi stood by the window with his back against the wall, holding the window lattice tightly with two fingers. As long as he relaxes slightly, the already deformed window will automatically open out with a creak.

He turned his head silently, because of the angle, he couldn't see the scene on the open space outside the window, but he could catch the light of the flashlight in the dark night. In the courtyard, outside the courtyard wall, and inside the house upstairs, there were obviously so many people standing in three places, but they didn't hear anything. The treacherous clouds obscured the moonlight every inch.

"...It's okay, I'm sorry." Ajie finally opened his mouth and said, "Go back."

The full bowstring relaxes instantly, and the sharp arrow disappears into the air invisibly.

The flashlight shook for a few times and then went out. The subordinates got up and walked back to the main entrance of the guest house. After a while, there were sounds of walking and talking from downstairs. Someone came upstairs coughing, and the small open space outside the window was quiet. .

Yan Xi finally let go of the two-inch window gap slightly, and looked out towards the outside. The downstairs was completely dark.

It should be gone.

The footsteps of the horses coming upstairs over the stairs are getting louder and louder, and they are about to come to the empty room here. In the gap of the last few seconds, Yan Xi opened the window and flew down from the second floor!

Boom!

Yan Xi landed on the ground, unable to make a sound, but when he got up, he heard a small smile in the darkness behind him——

The strong wind is coming!

Fuck he didn't leave at all!

Said it is too late and it is fast, Yan Xiu couldn't even scold his mother, and rolled on the spot along the landing charge, avoiding Ajie's hand knife. There was no light in the surroundings, and he couldn't see his fingers, but Yan Xiu's senses were more acute. He clearly felt the professional killer clinging to him like a nightmare.

A thought struck Yan Xiu between the lightnings: I **** him has a gun!

In fact, there is no need to shoot. Even if you only turn on the flashlight, the strong light will immediately dazzle Yan Xiu's eyes, causing him to cause a fatal flaw, which means he is finished.

Unexpectedly, Ajie’s first reaction was not like that. When he lost the flashlight, he squeezed Yan Xi’s throat while bending his knees to push him against the wall—but when he was in contact with the body, Ajie Seemingly stunned, the nasal cavity issued a puzzled: "Huh?"

This kind of gaffe shouldn't happen to a killer of his level. Yan Xiu did not let go of the gap in this instant, and squeezed Ajie's wrist bone with a crackling sound. At the moment when the opponent contracted his hand due to the severe pain of dislocation, he turned around and gave a heavy back kick, hitting his breastbone. He kicked out!

"Who is there?"

"Stop!"

A-jie collapsed the woodstack, grabbed the flashlight he had thrown on the ground and turned it on. With a sway, he caught Yan Xiu flying up and jumping over the courtyard wall in two steps, and immediately yelled: "I'm **** you!"

Yan Xiu understood everything as soon as the voice fell.

He landed instantly, grabbed Qi Sihao, and burst out a word: "Run!"

"Brother Jie! How is it?" "What's the matter?!"

Ajie gritted his teeth and clashed, and he straightened his wrist, and said coldly: "Drive the dog and chase!"

The headlights of the five off-road vehicles were lit, and they were launched one after another, whistling and rushing onto the dirt road. The barking of the dog once again sounded from all directions, causing the beasts in the mountains and forests to growl, mixed with the sound of the wind, spreading all over the area.

No one noticed that just as this series of changes happened, two red lights flashed mysteriously on the mountainside road in the distance.

The red light is like a giant beast lurking in a mountain stream. It is finally alarmed. After being bright and disappearing several times, it finally disappears quietly into the night.

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The village is backed by a mountain stream, and there is no road at all. The ground is full of potholes and vegetation. They themselves can't count how many falls. In the panic, Qi Sihao couldn't even see if the man dragging him was Yan Xiu. He could only dizzyly follow behind and crawl around. Suddenly he didn't know what he was stepping on, and he slammed down immediately. Screamed and fell to the ground.

"Woo--barking!"

"Wow!"

Yan Xi looked back. They were taller. Not far away, flashlights and car lights were faintly intertwined, and the barking of dogs was faintly heard in the wind.

"Get up, they are chasing." Yan Xi's iron-like hands pulled Qi Sihao up alive: "Quick!"

Qi Sihao was so painful that his facial features were distorted. Fortunately, he couldn't see clearly in the dark. He barely jumped and jumped on one leg: "How can drug dealers and drug dealers follow? Ah?! What did you do in the orphanage? , Brought them, recruited them?!"

It can't be an orphanage, Yan Xi knows very well in his heart.

Even if the king of spades senses the turbulence in the orphanage, it is impossible to catch up to the southwestern hinterland in just a few short hours, and it can also lock down the village where they temporarily intend to stay. Yan Xiu has been investigating for so many years, and he knows that when the coincidence reaches a certain level, it can't be a coincidence. Judging from the village committee's respectful attitude towards Ajie, there is only one appalling explanation-drug trafficking in the whole village of Yongkang Village.

This remote village is the handicap of the king of spades, or at least an important transit point in the transportation channel. At the same time, this can also explain why the local economy is still developing well. In the current social background, every household Twenty-year-old young people didn't even go to work in the city.

From the dialogue between Ajie and the village chief, he rushed to the village overnight to arrest people, but according to the fact that he lost his flashlight and did not fire a shot during the fight just now, as well as his polite shooting force and unexpected suspicion. Frozen, you can see one thing: he didn't even know that Yan Xiu was in this village.

He has another goal that he has to grasp and treat with great care.

Who is that?

Yan Xi panted heavily, and a cold guess emerged in his mind.

"Ah!" Suddenly Qi Si stomped on the air, screamed in pain, and almost rolled into the stone pit used by the villagers to catch animals. Fortunately, he was caught by Yan Xiu's bright hands.

The dust and rocks fell into the ground, and Qi Sihao kicked and kicked a few times and almost hit the trap made by the hunter at the bottom of the pit. Yan Xiu gritted his teeth and pulled him up, suddenly only a flashlight flashed in the distance: "There is someone over there, stop!"

"..." Yan Xi cursed silently in his heart, regardless of whether Qi Sihao cried and called his mother, he slammed him out of the pit and staggered into the woods.

Five cars, several dogs, and drug dealers each carry guns and weapons. If it weren't for this kind of mountainous environment with complex terrain, Yan Xiu would have no way to escape.

The rocks are rugged and weird, and sometimes dense and sometimes sparse pine forests form a huge maze. They just rushed into the woods in a panic, and before they fell a few somersaults on the intricate ground, both feet were empty. This time they even called. It didn't come out, and fell down while tumbled!

The fall was so tumbling, Yan Xiu only heard a muffled noise in the rush, he hit the tree trunk during the roll, almost squeezed his lungs out of his throat, and his body abruptly stopped sliding. , It took a long while to wake up from the severe pain in the limbs.

"I fuck..." Yan Xiu swallowed the sweet blood in his throat, got up black in front of his eyes, and looked up. I saw that the place where they fell just now was a steep slope, and the moonlight just leaked out, vaguely sketching a huge **** overgrown with rocks, as if countless rugged monsters were staring at them from a high place.

"Old Qi," Yan Xiu gasped, "...Old Qi?"

Qi Sihao lay down in the grass, sitting up with difficulty, listening to the sound of the fall really not lightly: "I can't do it anymore, I really can't run..."

People barking in the distance again, Yan Xi sternly urged: "Get up! Don't be long-winded!"

"No way, no way..."

"Quick!"

Qi Sihao was dragged alive, and he let out a heart-piercing scream before he could stand still. Immediately after the dislocated ankle hit the ground, he immediately thumped and fell to his knees, almost slamming Yan Xiu with a somersault.

"Bow bark!" "Bow bark!"

Between the crevices of the mountains and forests above the head, the chasing soldiers approached again, and even the dog's chirps were faintly audible. Yan Xiu pressed Qi Sihao's ankle and found that it was folded at a terrible angle, and his heart sank immediately.

What to do?

What to do? !

Yan Xiu's bones are inherently fierce and fierce, and the harder he suppresses, the easier he is to be aroused. In the darkness, he saw his wolf-like eyes narrowed, his back molars bitten tightly, and he spit out two words lightly and coldly: "Hide it."

Qi Sihao was extremely frightened. Before he realized what this meant, he took a breath two steps back, and suddenly run up to the hillside!

In the face of a large number of drug dealers, even if he is calm and conspiring, the first reaction is to run in the opposite direction. Only he dared to rush up at the gunpoint. This gangster-like blood and bravery The town of Qi Sihao was dumbfounded. Sure enough, the next moment the dog barked, the drug dealer immediately found him: "Found it! There!" "Fuck you, don't run!"

Boom boom boom!

Boom!

The bullet hit the trees and rocks, splashing several flames. With the cover of the dark night, Yan Xiu rolled and flew out on the spot. After attracting everyone's attention, he rushed to the shadow of the **** like an arrow from the string.

At this time, the drug dealer had only one target in his eyes. He didn't expect that Qi Sihao was hidden behind the rock under the hillside, and he immediately screamed and followed him!

Outside the woods in the distance, Ajie was standing by the open car door and raised his head sensitively.

"Brother Jie, found it, in that direction!"

Ajie sneered, took out the gun from his back and held it to his ear, licked the bullet and loaded it up: "Chasing."

·

The vast forest is vast, and the cold is pressing, but at this time, it can't feel the cold at all. Only the wind screamed in Yan Xi's ears, his own gasps and the yelling and curses of the chasing soldiers became one piece, and gradually the sound of rushing water appeared in front of him-there is a river?

Hundreds of meters away, the flashlight light intertwined, and the shadows reflected the scene ahead. I saw the mountain stream tens of meters away, and a river actually appeared in the valley. Under the extremely dark visual conditions The other side of the river cannot be seen. Judging from the sound of water alone, the river course should be quite complicated.

Jump into the river to escape?

No, the dangers in the wild waters are unimaginable, and the chance of survival is no greater than that of being caught by a drug dealer.

Yan Xiu looked around quickly, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of the messy rocks on the bank of the river from the corner of his eyes, and his heart moved slightly.

Puff!

Wow!

Several people rushed with the dog, flashlight sweeping around, only to hear someone shout: "He jumped into the river!"

"Go into the water and chase!"

These people are obviously not the bottom horses of the drug cartel. They are all professional desperadoes. They immediately took off their coats and kicked off their shoes to jump down. However, just as they were preparing to enter the water, a stern stop sounded not far away: "Stop!"

The subordinates turned their heads one after another: "Brother Jie?"

Ajie broke through the misty night air, stepped over the thorn bushes, jumped off the rocky beach with short boots, and strode to the bank of the river. He squatted down and tried the water temperature on the river beach, squinted thoughtfully, and then searched for a few laps near the sound of the pouting water. He suddenly found something and sneered:

"That kid didn't get into the water."

He took a flashlight to show that there was a vacancy in the rock pile on the river beach, and fresh mud and moss were exposed under the rocks that were hurriedly pushed into the river.

Ajie got up and looked around, his eyes slowly swept across the mountains and forests like a hungry wolf, and he whispered: "He is hiding nearby."

The subordinates looked at each other, and for a short while, someone with undisguised fierceness on their faces whispered for instructions: "What should I do now, Brother Jie, set the mountain on fire?"

Ajie said impatiently: "Do you think this is in Myanmar?!"

He choked up.

"Thanks to those notes, the inland is no longer the inland of the nineties of the last century." Ajie grinned his teeth and said coldly: "Call everyone and surround this open space. Surround me until tomorrow morning-I don't believe that he is really hard to beat, he can survive here!"

Human voices scattered all around, and soon surrounded the woods by the river beach in an organized manner. The noises of guns and dogs barking followed the wind and went up into the air.

At the top of a towering tree, Yan Xi leaned his back on the trunk, gritted his teeth and slowly sat on the branch.

His palms, arms, lower back and even calves were all shaved with blood. As soon as the intense tension passed, the severe pain gradually recovered from the end of the nerves throughout the body, and even breathing was a little laborious, even if it was hit by real iron. The body is also unbearable.

Yan Xi reluctantly wrapped his coat tightly, kept his body temperature as much as possible, and took out the cell phone in his pocket-the bumpy road hasn't dropped yet, but there is no signal, and the battery has almost bottomed out.

"Fuck..." He cursed almost silently, and suddenly paused when he was about to shut down.

He couldn't tell why. The ghost almost opened the photo album on the homepage.

This is his personal mobile phone. The photos in the album are very messy. The most recent ones are all work-related site pictures and data pictures. Turning forward is a few moments in life. Yan Xiu’s photographic skills are average, and he doesn’t pay attention to lighting and composition. Some are full of accomplishments after making a table of dishes at home, some are selfies after shaving, and some are narcissistically in front of the mirror in the gym. Show muscles.

But more pictures are close-ups of vague words: two hands clasped together, a white and elegant neck, or two pairs of feet leaning on the sofa and coffee table and pressing each other like a play.

Even if the album is leaked out, outsiders can't tell why, only Yan Xiu knows what moments were recorded separately.

He can't keep too many photos in the river, there is only one in the entire phone, and he hasn't been willing to delete it until now.

It was an early morning, and the sunlight had just penetrated into the bedroom through the gaps in the light gold curtains and reflected on the messy bed. Jiang Ting leaned on his side, his cheeks were white and his eyebrows were black, he opened his mouth a little awkwardly to say something, his lips were red with the kiss.

The neckline of the pajamas slipped from the collarbone, revealing the deep-set neck faintly. He knew that Yan Xi was patting him, and he seemed to be a little funny, his half-squinted eyes gleamed slightly.

What happened at that time?

Yan Xi was in a daze. He remembered that the night before he took this photo, they mingled in bed until the middle of the night. During the shower, Jiang Ting’s legs were so soft that he couldn’t stand, and he said to Yan Xi’s ear that he was working. It's too big, tell him to solve the case by himself in the future. In order to coax him, Yan Xiu said that he would cook him red bean, purple rice and milk porridge, so when he woke up the next day, Jiang Ting opened his eyes and the first sentence was: "Why are you staying in bed with here and not making breakfast?... …"

This may be one of Yan Xiu's favorite photos. I tried to delete it several times but failed. I occasionally took it out to see it. It seemed that it had become some kind of spiritual power to support him.

The cold wind howled bitterly and ran from the treetops to the sky.

There seems to be a place in Yan Xi's heart that has leaked the wind, which is filled with coldness and bitterness.

——The most ironic thing is that, in such a desperate situation, when he saw this photo, he could still feel the uncontrollable love in his heart.

It's actually fake, it's all fake. No amount of perfect rhetoric can help. That moment of gentleness is just a sand castle built on guard, and it falls apart with a single push, and even the last bit of false trust can't be left.

Yan Xiu's eyes were flushed, and he panted quickly, his thumb trembled slightly over the delete option, and then gritted his teeth and pressed it down like angrily.

Then he didn't give himself any time to regret, and clicked on the deleted album, as if he was fighting against some lowly weak self in his heart, shaking his hands and pressing hard to empty them all——

It wasn't until all this was done that he was completely relieved, and the last bit of support in his heart was instantly emptied.

Yan Xi leaned back on the tree trunk and raised his head, covering his face.

Sobbing in the mountain stream, wailing and long howling entangled in the wind, drifting in all directions in the night.

It wasn't until a long, long time that he let out an almost inaudible, trembling choke.

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The invisible hand in the void turns every minute and every second.

Five thirty in the morning.

Before dawn, the thick ink gradually faded, and duck-egg blue was seen in the eastern sky, but the dark misty and moist night air in the forest had not yet dissipated. Ajie sat by the crackling bonfire and lit a cigarette, then suddenly raised his hand and beckoned.

The subordinates immediately stepped forward: "Brother Jie?"

"Another half an hour." Ajie nodded to several higher terrains around the valley, and whispered: "When the sky is up, let people occupy these places and stare at the vicinity with a high-powered telescope. The canopy of the tree. The kid didn’t run far, he might have climbed up the tree, and set fire to me if he noticed any changes."

"Yes!" The subordinate stood up to explain to others.

"—Wait."

The subordinate stopped.

"When you find out, surround the tree first, don’t panic. Return to the village in a few people and ask them to guard the'tree stump' and wait for the'rabbit'. The eldest brother is not wrong, as long as the surname Jiang is out of Jianning I will definitely come here, and bring him here when I get caught..."

Ajie's eyes were unabashedly cruel, and he slowly said: "Let him watch me light the fire."

The subordinates didn't understand why he wanted to do this, but these desperadoes were so knowledgeable and didn't feel weird at all, so they should have grinned.

Ajie wanted to say something, suddenly raised his head sensitively.

Some movement seemed to be coming from the depths of the mountain forest, and then countless birds suddenly flew up, flying up with countless twigs and dead leaves, crashing and covering the sky of the mountain stream.

What happened?

A-Jie stood up with his cigarette in his hand, and at this moment he only listened to the distance-da da da da! !

The gunshot?

"Brother Jie!" Another small drug dealer rushed over and roared: "Someone! Someone broke in by car and put a gun in front!"

"—how much? Who?" Ajie asked immediately after a brief surprise.

"I don't know, the movement is very loud! It is too far away to see clearly!"

Could it be that the grandson surnamed Yan called the police support, or Caohua A finally found out what happened here?

The subordinates around the river bank stood up on alert, and Ajie thought for a few seconds, and immediately pointed to several subordinates: "You stay here with me. Others drive to explore, go now!"

At the same moment, high in the canopy.

Yan Xi narrowed his pupils and stared at the movement by the riverbank, the same question as Ajie flashed in his heart: Is it the police support that Qi Sihao called? Or did other drug dealers come and eat black after hearing the news?

But I don’t have time to think about any of them. As long as the day breaks a little bit, Ajie looks up and finds the target that has been hidden on top of his head all night, when the branches and leaves are hidden If you don't live, the sun will expose everything.

At this time, the drug dealer seemed to be very nervous about the unidentified intruder, and most of the swaying figures on the river beach disappeared. Only a few minutes later, only Ajie himself and a few of his men were left around the campfire!

It's a godsend!

Yan Xi took off his coat, only his shirt, wrapped the police scarf around his arm twice, panting slightly and grasping the tree trunk tightly.

He stared at the top of Ajie Wuhei's head, calculating the opponent's pace and the speed of his sliding down the tree in his heart. He is like a professional hunter. At the moment Ajie smoked a cigarette and turned back to the campfire under the tree, he suddenly jumped down——

The wind howled, and suddenly changed, Ajie suddenly noticed that it was wrong, but it was too late to turn around.

He just felt that the heavy object was flying off the top of his head, and then he was thrown down in the air, boom! With a slap on the ground, his chin hit the ground, and the black and blue in front of his eyes interlaced, and then the neck was severely strangled from behind!

"...!!!"

Several drug dealers rushed to hear the sound, the guns clicked into the load, and they screamed: "Who?!" "Stop it!"

"——Stop!"

As soon as the voice fell, the drug dealer froze, and Yan Xiu used a scarf to stifle Ajie’s throat from the back. With a force, he lifted him from the ground abruptly, blocking himself like a bunker. Before:

"Come one more step, I will break his neck!"

The shock came so unexpectedly that several of the gunmen were afraid to move. A Jie's face quickly turned from blue to purple, and the throat bones made a creepy and crisp sound.

If so many people were strangled to death with scarves by the police in front of so many people, for this professional assassin who was full of crimes in China and Burma, although there is no lack of irony, it can be regarded as a very good ending.

Yan Xiu's condition is not good.

The last time he ate hastily was several hours ago. The mountain and forest were frightened and the night was cold, and he lost all his spiritual support. Now his physical strength has reached the end of the crossbow, and only the monstrous anger and fierceness in the depths of the soul are left to support his actions. .

"..." A Jie trembling and clenching his fists, it was his last strength when he was dying, and Yan Xiu's ribs were on top of an elbow!

A **** flow recoiled from the trachea to the throat, Yan Xi suddenly let go, bowed and coughed back. Ajie broke free from the shackles in twos and threes, but was completely unable to take advantage of the victory. The first reaction was to kneel on the ground and press his chest and vomit. This time he almost replaced the lungs spraying out of his mouth with himself.

None of those men were stupid. They chased up on the spot. Two people protected Ajie from left and right, while others rushed to Yan Xiu and pulled the trigger——

Yan Xiu's conditioned reflex hugged his head to dodge, only hearing the gunshots blast in his ears, bang!

Boom! !

...Have I been shot? He thought subconsciously.

But the pain did not come as expected.

As if two or three seconds passed, and another two or three hours, Yan Xi raised his head and opened his eyes.

The gun of the nearest drug dealer fell to the ground with a snap, a hole appeared in his chest, and blood was gurgling out.

Immediately afterwards, the jungle began to sway, and eight|nine people who were also armed with guns and dressed as locals rushed out!

Yan Xiu didn't realize what was going on. Ajie, who already had a lot of black-eating experience, reacted, screaming in embarrassment: "Move...do it! Cough cough cough--"

The bodyguards supported him from side to side and pounced into the nearest bushes, while the attackers raised their guns and shot. As soon as the two groups met, they handed in the fire. One of them came prepared, and the other hurriedly met. Gunfire burst out on the gray river beach in the early hours of the morning!

"我#￥%*&..." Yan Xi rushed to the woods, but in the middle of the battle, the gun didn’t have long eyes, and there was obviously no one caring about him. The bullets hit his feet in a blink of an eye. On the ground, large fragments of rubble burst out of the fire.

He reacted quickly, holding his head in his hands and rolling on the ground, a shuttle bullet just past his body, sweeping out a circle of fan-shaped pits on the bank of the river!

——Where the **** can he hide? !

Death passed by, almost hooking the corner of Yan Xi's clothes. In that moment, he suddenly heard the rustle of the river behind him, and then a pair of cold hands hugged him from behind.

At the moment of his death, Yan Xiu had only one thought in his mind: Fuck, there are really water ghosts in the world? !

He subconsciously bent his knees and kicked hard, but immediately afterwards, his head, face, heart and other deadly parts were protected by the body, and he rolled and was dragged down the river!

"Gulululu..."

The icy and piercing river suddenly lost its head, and Yan Xiu was caught off guard and took a few sips of water.

The drastic temperature change and suffocation and choking of water make most people completely incapacitated at this time. But Yan Xi deserves to be a very aggressive person in his bones. With the turbid bubbles blocking all of his sight, he fumbled and grabbed the opponent, no matter whether it was a ghost or a man, he started to pinch it forcibly. Human throat!

Unexpectedly, the other party did not struggle.

He felt the person leaning forward, and the next second, a soft touch covered his lips, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"..."

The bubbles gradually dissipated, and Yan Xi opened his eyes in amazement, only to see the familiar figure of Jiang Ting reflected in the gloomy light under the water.

The fierce firefight, the screams of dying, the chaotic rain of bullets on the water...The world collapsed, everything turned into fragments and flew away. In the end, only Jiang Ting's sad gaze was left.

He seemed to smile hastily, then stepped forward again, and gently raised his head and pressed a kiss on Yan Xi's lips.