Breaking Through the Clouds: 140.Chapter 140
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Wow----
The door curtain was suddenly opened, and the short bodyguard who had just gone out to explore the road stepped in: "It looks like...huh?!"
The corpse stared straight at him.
The bodyguard stopped his steps abruptly, and wanted to turn around subconsciously. But at this moment, Jiang Ting, who was hiding behind the door, suddenly stepped forward and slashed his neck!
The people who followed Jiang Ting were all personally selected by Ajie. The professional level is not the same as that of ordinary horses. The bodyguard felt the violent wind between the electric light and the stone fire, and suddenly turned around, and the blade slid up from the side of the neck. Past!
Blood arrows shot out, nourishing the door panel. Jiang Ting didn't expect this knife to lose his hand. In an instant, the bodyguard clutched his neck and roared and turned around, screaming and knocking off the dagger!
Jiang Ting's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he took out the dirty towel that had just been wiped by him on the corpse, and wrapped it around his hands. He wrapped the bodyguard's neck like lightning and kicked him with a kick on the vest. He staggered to his knees, and then his hands were interlaced and severely strangled.
Crack--
The bodyguard's entire face quickly turned red and purple, and his trembling hands scratched the life-threatening cord on his neck, and his throat exploded with a terrifying sound of bones slowly beginning to displace.
Jiang Ting's hands and ten fingers are all discolored, but his face is expressionless, tightening tightly. The bodyguard’s struggle gradually weakened. At this critical moment, I only heard another scream outside the door——
"You!" Gong Achi rushed in, stunned and angrily: "Stop!"
The voice just fell, click!
The crisp sound of the kinks of the neck bones was horrifying. I saw the bodyguard's neck crooked, his seven orifices bleeding, and his head drooping at an indescribable angle.
Jiang Ting pulled back the towel, and the corpse fell softly in front of Gong Achi.
There were two fresh corpses in the not spacious back hall, and the air solidified to the point of suffocation. Gong Achi gritted his teeth and stared at Jiang Ting, and said every word: "It's you--"
Jiang stopped answering, and saw the other hand touching his waist, and immediately jumped up and grabbed the dagger underground!
However, Gong Achi moved faster than him. Just when Jiang Ting's finger was about to touch the handle of the knife, he kicked the dagger away with a kick, "dingdong!" He whirled into the corner!
Jiang Ting took a short time, but when he started his hands, he had the exact opposite of his appearance. He saw that Gong Achi was about to take out the things in his back. The first reaction was not to run out of the house. , But slammed his shoulder severely.
Gong Achi was caught off guard. The soil gun in his arms was hit and flew as soon as he took it out. The inertia caused the two of them to smash the wooden boxes at the same time. The momentum immediately crushed the wooden boxes to pieces, and the drug bags were scattered. All in one place!
Wow, la la la--
Glass slag, broken wooden boards, and sealed bags were all over the floor. Jiang Ting slid out two or three meters before hitting the corner of the wall, and his eyes turned black immediately.
He gritted his teeth and staggered to get up, and from the corner of his eye he saw the soil gun falling on the ground not far away, dashing up to grab it, but it was too late. The wind whistled in his ears, and in the next second, Gong Achi roared and knocked him over with a punch. The two rolled over and exploded several packs of ice|poisonous pieces!
"You brought the police!" Gong Achi looked like an angry giant bull: "I killed you, I killed you--"
Wow!
The sound of the wooden crates being crushed came from the back hall into the front room. Old Zhang, who was talking about it, was taken aback. Several people looked for fame at the same time.
What happened? Han Xiaomei questioned Ma Xiang with fear.
Ma Xiang shook his head and was quite surprised in his heart. As soon as he thought about it, he saw the village chief and his wife hurriedly walking in, with an unbearable panic on his face, without even looking at others, he went straight to the village chief. Said a few words in a low voice.
At this instant, Ma Xiang saw the village chief's face change drastically.
——What's the matter? We were discovered? Are their accomplices still hidden in the back room? !
Ma Xiang's heart was turned around, and then the village chief was forced to calm down, and he got up and smiled: "I'm sorry, my kitchen has collapsed. I have to go over and have a look. You drink tea first. Drink tea." As he said, he hurriedly followed his wife out.
An unreasonable heart palpitations suddenly hit his heart, and Ma Xiang blurted out: "Wait!"
The voice fell to the ground, but the village chief didn't stop, instead he speeded up in a panic.
"Stop!"
Ma Xiang jumped over the coffee table and brought the whole table down, almost leaping up and grabbing the village chief!
The teapot and cup fell all over the floor, and Lao Zhang stood up shivering, only to hear that the woman suddenly started screaming: "What are you doing? You let go! Let go!"
"Stop it!" Han Xiaomei suddenly reacted, striding across the floor full of fragments of tea, and holding the woman who was two waists thicker than hers, and the spatula hurriedly passed from Ma Xiang's head. However, Ma Xiang was too late to be shocked and sweaty. While grabbing the village chief who was struggling and yelling to death, he shouted: "Lao Zhang, go out and call the police! Come on!!!"
Lao Zhang realized what was happening and hurried out of the front room, but rushed back in a few seconds: "The front yard is locked! Damn! Where's the key?!"
"Damn you dogs, don't even try to run!" Seeing the exposure, the village chief didn't hide it, and yelled: "Ghost brother! Ghost brother——!!!"
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Om! Wuhongling flew down the mountain road, and when it landed, the entire body almost fell apart, and then galloped forward without stopping, crushing the wood branches and weeds in front of the barren ridge into dust.
"I'm taking a reconnaissance team to the location of the'key'. I repeat that I'm leading a reconnaissance team to the location of the'key'. Attention, everyone, no police cars are allowed, no sirens are allowed! Surround the intrusion and stay alert. Put all the silencers on it, so as not to stun the nearby drug gangs. Do you understand?!"
A unanimous voice came from the walkie-talkie: "One group understands!"
"The support team understands!"
Yan Xi let go of the walkie-talkie, holding the steering wheel with both hands while drifting on a mountain road, the wheels stopped abruptly in the harsh friction sound, and there was a three-story concrete building outside the car window. Yan Xi got out of the car with a gun in one hand. He looked up and saw that the front yard gate was firmly guarded by General Tie, and his heart sank slightly.
This kind of village is close to neighbors, and it is generally not locked so tightly during the day, unless there is no one at home for a long time, or--
I don't want to let the people inside go out.
Ma Xiang hasn't sent any text messages again. Could it be that the people inside have been exposed? !
The roar of the engine of a vehicle came from a distant mountain road, and it was approaching here quickly, and a team of reconnaissance troops came.
Yan Xi groaned for half a second, stepped back and jumped up to the wall, like a vigorous leopard, turning sideways to the ground, then holding a gun, bends against the wall, and walks through the empty front yard towards the closed The door hurried away--
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Brother Ghost?
Ma Xiang reacted as soon as the village chief yelled: "Be careful! There is an ambush behind!"
Before he could say anything, the village chief's wife went crazy and grabbed Han Xiaomei's hand and threw her out!
Han Xiaomei’s body is useless even after the special training of the police academy. As the saying goes, she can’t beat her for ten times. Without weapons, she is not the opponent of this powerful shrew at all. She hit and fell on the spot. Coffee table. The woman took advantage of this gap and turned and ran out of the house. The village chief stretched her neck and screamed: "Go and call Brother Gui! Ask Brother Gui to help kill these notes, quickly!-Ow!"
Ma Xiang flew up and kicked the village chief, rushing towards the woman who wanted to stop her from moving the soldiers. Suddenly the ankle was caught by the village chief with pain, and she staggered and almost fell, and the woman was already screaming. He threw out of the room.
"Fuck, stop her!"
"Stop!" Han Xiaomei reluctantly struck a carp and ran out.
The village chief wanted to stop Han Xiaomei. Ma Xiang became bloody, kicked him back and kicked him down. When he went up and held it, he opened the bow with two iron fists, which made the village chief’s eyes bleed from Venus’s ears, and he picked up and threw him on the ground. The broken lid of the tea mug smashed down with a roar!
Chang!
The village head tilted his head, and the lid of the tea jar was smashed to the ground against his temple, torn apart on the spot.
"My day, you ancestor!!" The village chief yelled furiously, flipped Ma Xiang and punched him. Unexpectedly, his upper body was pushed forward by Juli, almost spewing blood. It turned out that it was copied by Lao Zhang. The bench leg threw a stick from behind, hitting him almost squirting his stomach out of his throat.
Ma Xiang: "Good job!"
However, Zhang has been working at the grassroots level for his entire life, and he has never seen a more intense and **** police situation than a drunkard's fight. The current situation has stunned him, and he did not continue to chase after the chaos. In that short two seconds of stunned time, the village chief took the opportunity to get up with his hands and feet, took out something from the sofa in the hall, and shouted frantically: "Mom, I killed you dogs X——"
That turned out to be a shortened hunting|gun!
Ma Xiang's mind was blank, and his body had already reacted automatically. He twisted his body and threw the dumbfounded Lao Zhang's head down.
Boom!
The first loud bang, the bullet passed through the coffee table and hit the ground, the shell flew across Ma Xiang's upper arm, blasting the bleeding line.
Boom!
With the second loud noise, the door was suddenly kicked open, and someone raised his hand like lightning and fired a shot. The village chief was shot in the arm and the soil gun fell to the ground.
Boom!
The third sound was a fire from the soil gun, and the bullet clung to the person's side and hit the wall!
Ma Xiang looked up and cried with joy: "Brother Yan!"
I saw Yan Xiu breaking through the door. The next moment, more than a dozen plainclothes police officers rushed in from behind him, and in an instant, countless black hole guns were raised: "Hands up! Don't move!" /
The village chief rolled and wailed on the ground with his bleeding hand, two police officers quickly kicked off the gun involved, picked him up after a search, and gagged him out-fearing that he might be yelling and alarming that there might be nearby Drug gangs. Another person came up to help Ma Xiang to check his injuries, but Ma Xiang couldn't care about it when he waved his hand: "Brother Yan, they have an ambush in the back! His wife just ran out to rescue the soldiers, and Han Xiaomei chased them out!"
Yan Xi's eyebrows twitched, and he gestured a few people left and right with his eyes: "You follow me to see."
"Yes!"
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"Brother Ghost! Ghost——Ah! Get out! You bastard! Get out!!"
The screams of the village elder's wife came from afar, and at the same time, Jiang Ting made an effort to lift Gong Achi up from the back, before he could stand still, he felt a punch in the back of his head.
Gong Achi’s arms are thicker than human thighs, and this punch is enough to smash a human head. Suddenly Jiang didn't even turn his head back, grabbing his wrist with his backhand was an extremely beautiful shoulder fall. The killer's weight of over 100 kilograms and inertia crushed the wooden box to pieces in the loud noise!
"Fuck me!" Gong Achi yelled in pain. He didn't expect Jiang Ting to be so agile with such a seemingly weak skill. Seeing that he was going to grab the soil gun on the ground, he immediately got up, from He hugged him and raised it up, chopped his hands and fell to the ground.
Boom! The momentum caused the two of them to fall to the ground at the same time, tumbling and hitting the wall, and countless gray and gravel walls rustled down.
Gong Achi is extremely angry: "You are a fool, you--"
The scuffle Zhong Jiang Ting was hit by an elbow on his forehead, and the blood immediately blindfolded his vision. But Jiang Ting resisted the attack unexpectedly. He didn't say a word in the pain. He fumbled on the ground with his backhand and grabbed half of the broken glass wine bottle, and buckled it on Gong Achi's head!
Blood mixed with broken glass shards gurgled, Gong Achi leaned back. Jiang Ting took advantage of the gap and barely broke free. Before he could stand up, he only heard the noise of footsteps coming from outside the house, and then several roars rang out at the same time:
"Keep down and don't move! Raise your hands!"
"Police!"
Han Xiaomei screamed: "Brother Yan!"
Jiang Ting suddenly froze.
Behind him, Gong Achi, with his face covered in blood, stood up swayingly, caught Jiang Ting's neck with an elbow unexpectedly!
"..."
Jiang Ting's eyes turned black, his blood rushed to the top of his head, but he couldn't say a word. Gong Achi's entire arm muscles were bulging, hideous and terrifying, and the ghostly strength was still increasing a little bit, causing Jiang Ting's throat bone to squeak overwhelmedly.
The oxygen quickly evacuated, and the eardrums roared.
But in such a critical situation, he could still hear a familiar voice faintly outside the house: "Keep her down, surround her... Don't let any of them go..."
That is Yan Xiu.
Jiang Ting's five fingers convulsed and trembled, and he caught many twisted white marks on the floor.
"No ambush has been found for the time being. The investigating group will continue to surround and search. Repeat the investigation and the group will continue to surround and search..."
The outside of the backyard was surrounded by layers, and only Yan Xiu took a few detectives into the courtyard with guns. He released the walkie-talkie and made a gesture under the root of the inner wall. The detective immediately understood, followed the direction he was pointing, walked quickly to the bottom of the wood house, and leaned into the window neatly, and then the probe made a sign that it was serious. The secret code found.
Sure enough, a family-style drug manufacturing workshop is inside.
"Send someone to guard the scene. Don't move anything for the time being to avoid attracting attention." Yan Xiu lowered his voice: "The rest of the team reported the situation, what did you find?"
A reply came from the channel: "Report to the strict team, there is no one on the second floor, it is safe for the time being!"
"Drug use tools and a small amount of guns and drugs were found on the third floor! Temporarily safe!"
Yan Xi nodded and looked around the backyard.
The firewood room, stove room, utility room, vegetable shed, chicken and duck shed, look messy, and Tibetans are almost everywhere. At the end of a corridor built along the back building, there is a small door, which should lead to the back hall on the first floor. At this moment, the curtain seems to be still shaking slightly.
Yan Xi's gaze fell on it, and suddenly there was a palpitating heart that started from nowhere.
"Brother Yan?" Ma Xiang whispered behind him.
Yan Xi walked a few steps forward in a daze and stopped.
At the same time, back room.
The stalemate passed by for one minute and one second, and the police had surrounded this place, and time was running out-Gong Achi knew this clearly.
He stuck Jiang Ting’s neck with one arm, and at the same time stretched out his hand to reach the gun on the ground. In desperation, he just wanted to escape from the sky and earth net again with Jiang Ting’s hostage, but I don’t know if his destiny is fixed, that gun. He happened to be stuck behind the shattered wooden crate, and he couldn't reach the handle of the gun at all in this posture.
"...huh, huh..." Gong Achi breathed heavily, and a sound came out from between his teeth: "You fucking... don't you **** want to run, even if you go to hell, I will drag you Together, I drag you to death—"
Crack! Jiang Ting's neck bone burst into a light noise.
Jiang Ting's lips were half open, as if he was trying his last bit of strength to open and close slightly, as if he was calling someone, but he couldn't make any sound anymore. The dizziness caused by extreme ischemia and hypoxia is engulfing his consciousness, and the soul seems to be gradually breaking free from the pain, floating away from the body, and flying into the void uncontrollably.
Even if the meditation is exhausted, you can never think that your life will end here.
Everything was caught off guard, so fast that it was too late to say goodbye.
Yan Xiu... he thought vaguely in his mind.
The last scene was in the Yuanlong Gorge Valley. The moment Yang Mei pointed his head with infrared rays, he actually wanted to look back at Yan Xi again—even if it was just a glance. But he knows that no matter how fake and real meticulous performance is, it may be destroyed in the most insignificant details. Destiny will be arranged in such a way that things that are usually not cherished become extravagant desires at the end of life.
Jiang Ting loosened his ten stiff white fingers on the floor a little bit.
Yan Xiu...
He stared straight at the gray ceiling, his eyes lost, and his lips moved. Only he could hear the final voice.
Yan, Xiu——
At the same time, outside the curtain, Yan Xiu stopped abruptly: "Someone called me."
Ma Xiang subconsciously: "What?"
Before the two characters landed, Yan Xiu suddenly turned around and stared at the end of the corridor that was not far away: "Did you hear?"
Ma Xiang was about to take someone to search the stove, but before he knew what was going on, Yan Xiu suddenly pulled out his leg and rushed over there!
"Fucking brother Yan!"
——Huh!
The door curtain suddenly lifted and the pile of boxes was knocked open by a huge force. Gong Achi tilted his head and didn't have time to see who the person was. Then he was dragged back, and he was blown into his mouth and nose by the oncoming heavy punches!
"Your mother X..." Gong Achi yelled at him. Before he finished the cursing, he was grabbed by someone and raised his head, and slammed his head on the wall!
No matter how hard a person's head is, it can't reach a wall, and a large amount of blood is pulled down with the cement fragments. Gong Achi was struggling frantically on the verge of death, but soon he felt that his opponent's explosiveness and cruelty were unimaginable this time, clutching his entire head like cast iron, and hitting the concrete wall again!
Boom! Bang! Bang! !
The walls were cracked, and blood spurted. Finally more police rushed into the house and grabbed Gong Achi, who was twitching constantly. Amidst the noise, only Ma Xiang shouted: "Brother Yan is really dead again! It's really dead again!! "
Gong Achi's head and face were full of **** mud mixed with wall dust. He was detained by several criminal policemen, and finally saw the face of the incoming person in the dimness.
——The policeman was framed by someone, with a tough and cold facial profile. He was very tall, his knuckles and the backs of his hands were soaked in blood, he was obviously expressionless, but he was even more terrifying than the life-demanding devil crawling out of hell.
Gong Achi's head was completely covered from behind, and he was pushed out with a push and belt.
"Wake up, Jiang Ting..."
"Jiang Ting! Wake up, look at me!"
……
A blast of fresh air suddenly rushed to his throat, Jiang Ting's convulsive body seemed to be electrified, and he coughed suddenly!
This cough was so dim, Jiang Ting curled up, blood sprayed all over the floor. I don't know how long it took him to stop coughing from exhaustion, but his hands and feet were still convulsing uncontrollably, and he couldn't even support his upper body.
"Great...Look at me Jiang Ting, look at me..."
——Who is calling my name?
Jiang Ting's vision is full of double images, and he can only feel that the room is full of people in the confusion.
It's the policeman, he thought.
What should I do now? Are you arrested? Did the action fail? What should I do next?
Too embarrassed, and at the same time he clearly realized that his appearance is really embarrassing. Maybe I have never had such an ugly time in my life. I don't know what people who saw it would think.
He tried to raise his hand to cover his face, but his wrists were separated more forcefully. Only then did he finally feel in a daze that he was actually not lying on the ground, but being held in his arms, and the heat was continuously pressing into the limbs from the large areas of skin contact.
"..." Jiang Ting unconsciously wanted to say something, but couldn't see things clearly. As soon as he opened his mouth shaking, he felt that he was hugged tightly by the familiar breath in his bone marrow.
"It's me, Jiang Ting." Yan Xiu buried his cold face tightly in his neck, and his voice trembled, "I'm here to pick you up, I finally came to pick you up...Look at me again At a glance, huh? Jiang Ting?"
Jiang Ting finally heard who was in his ear, and slowly froze.