In the hotel room, she watched it more than a dozen times, and the desert was transferred out, and the original open was monitored after the attack.

Every detail, every subtle expression of the characters, she did not let go, on the ultra-widescreen TV wall of the hotel room, let the desert magnify the picture several times to view.

Desert on another computer, connected to Tiffany's phone surveillance tracking footage, activate Tiffany's phone's camera and microphone radio.

He kept nagging: "Little junior sister, are you crazy in your brain, you actually instigated Tiffany to sneak attack Senior Brother! If Senior Brother hangs up this time, you are guilty of abetting homicide, do you know what the crime of abetting murder is?"

"Fortunately, the senior brother is blessed with a great life, before he wakes up, you think about how to explain, for Mao to instigate his girlfriend to ask for his life!

"I said if, if, suppose it was really Tiffany's doing, then Tiffany is sick in the brain, is she crazy? I can't imagine that she actually has the genes of a madman, it's terrible to say......"

She interrupted the endless rambling of the desert: "Aunt Sha, come over first, tell me, where is the place of the accident, what was the senior brother going to do that day?"

Desert struck a key, admired it with satisfaction, like a master of art who had done a masterpiece, and when he heard her call, he staggered over and sat down next to her.

He glanced at the screen and replied casually: "That day, we temporarily received a call from a senior uncle from another faction, asking us to come over and get together and get to know other senior brothers. My brother and I made an appointment at a meeting point because we had our own wonders, and this is the vicinity of the agreed point. ”

"Was Tiffany next to him when you agreed to meet on the phone?" she asked.

Desert thought for a moment and replied, "Senior Brother should have been practicing before. During the conversation, it was quiet on his side, and there was no sound of anyone else breathing except for the sound of darts being fired. ”

"With your super three-eight virtues, you should know whether the senior brother's usual whereabouts will be reported to Tiffany, and do you think that on that day, the senior brother will inform Tiffany of his whereabouts with you?"

Desert heard her hidden meaning, condensed his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and said, "Senior Brother never reported his whereabouts to anyone, and no one, including me, would have mentioned anything related to the sect to Tiffany that day. ”

She nodded, almost sure, and said, "So if it's not a coincidence, Tiffany happens to be on the scene again, what do you say?"

Desert raised his eyebrows, and his tone condensed: "It's almost a slum there, it's very complicated, I met there because I made an appointment with a few hackers, Tiffany's family is very good, and the coincidence of her appearance there is very low!"

She nodded.

Because of her own untruthfulness, she thought of Tiffany from the beginning, and she was preconceived, and the desert's view was more objective, she needed to get his approval, and said: "Now, you take a fresh look at the monitoring carefully and pay attention to some details." ”

......

This is a slum backstreet, most of the old houses seen are from the seventies and eighties of the last century, some of the windows have been broken, patched together with various materials, swaying in the wind, some corners are piled up with construction waste and garbage, and the walls are all kinds of chaotic graffiti.

There were very few cars in the location, probably close to dinner time, there were few pedestrians, and the streetlights looked dim in the daylight.

Yuan Kai parked the car in an open spot at random, got out of the car, made a phone call to the desert, leaned his back against the window, and lit a cigarette.

Several black men in leather jackets, rough and strangely shaped metal necklaces, and jeans with belts loosely slumped over their hips, ruffled past Yuan Kai, looking at Yuan Kai and his car with eyes that were not by any means good.

Yuan Kai met their gaze, like a silent exchange. They shrugged and walked by as if nothing had happened.

The light dimmed, and gradually changed from street lights to dominant.

Suddenly, a group of masked people crept into the scene from outside the surveillance......

Judging from their body shape, skin color, eyes, and general facial contours, they are Orientals.

They quietly appeared behind Yuan Kai, raised the long knives, iron chains, iron lotus flowers (a kind of attack weapon worn on the back of the fingers of the five fingers as a lotus-shaped with sharp edges), and tiger hooks (attack weapons worn on the palms of the fingers, with tiger claw-like sharp hooks in the palms), and pounced on Yuan Kai.

This is no longer a sneak attack, it is murder.

Before they could get close, Harakai had already jumped onto the roof of his tall SUV.

Some people jumped into the trunk of the car, and some people approached the car to attack, and no one said a word of superfluous nonsense the whole time.

Their movements and speed are not consistent, it's up to them to see who strikes first.

Yuan Kai took the lead in snapping a few feet, stepping on the wrists of the people who reached out to attack under the car, and several broken bones sounded, and these people who were approaching one after another were kicked away by Yuan Kai neatly on his back before he could cry out in pain.

The person who climbed on the roof of the car, before he could stand firmly, was kicked by the original car several times, snorted, and flew out of the car.

First strike, first strike, first come.

In the face of the fatal murder, Yuan Kai did not take it lightly, and never gave them the opportunity to get up and attack again.

In an instant, more than a dozen masked people had all fallen to the ground, lying on the ground and squirming.

Yuan Kaiyue got out of the car, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stretched out his hands again, and between his ten fingers there were already twenty handleless knives with anesthetics, as thin as cicada wings.

At the same time, another thirty or forty people appeared in the picture from various positions in a flanking form, and quickly surrounded Yuankai.

Yuan Kai's body turned slightly, and the flying knife in his hand shot forward. In front of the original opening, twenty people who were hit by flying knives fell to the ground, and the few people left continued to rush forward.

And the situation of outflanking has already torn a gap in the front.

Only by fighting fast with time can we turn passive into active.

Yuan Kai stepped forward and met the few people who rushed over, his body was like drifting, interspersed in front of them.

I saw that his eyes were like torches, and his shots were as fast as lightning, striking at their vital points. Several people blocked it, but they couldn't resist the strength of the original opening, and they fell down with one move.

Besieged by dozens of people, only quickly can it be broken. The original opening move is a killing move, and the key points of the human body are accurately handled, and the shot is ruthless, and one blow will be hit. From behind, the people who pursued them one after another also fell in a few moments.

Yuan Kai turned around suddenly, and with lightning speed, his hands were raised again, and the flying knife shot rapidly, and the remaining dozen or so people were also put down in an instant.

At this moment, a man who had already raised his gun and pulled the safety valve came up behind him.

At the same time, Tiffany's figure rushed into the frame. The direction in which she rushed was the same direction in which the gangsters had first hidden, and then leaned out of the nest.

Tiffany leaned her back against Yuan Kai and spread her arms to face the man with the gun, looking anxious, angry, and frightened, but not afraid.

She couldn't find in her eyes the fear that ordinary people should have in the face of gun-raising gangsters.

At this time, Yuan Kai had already held a few pieces of flying knives in his fingers again, ready to go.

But Tiffany stood behind him, and was about to turn around Tiffany and shoot a throwing knife.

At this moment, he felt the man drop his hands, and he frowned suspiciously.

Tiffany has not said a word since she rushed over, opened her arms, and faced the man, just staring at the man, from the initial anxiety, annoyance, and horror, and her eyes turned into warning and threat!

Under her silent gaze, the man silently, almost imperceptibly, bowed slightly, and lowered the gun in his hand.