Volume 3 The Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 124 Helper?
"Huh?"
Between the (chuáng) shops, the cotton wool that was torn apart by the rain of bullets and bullets fell and flew, however, there was no scarlet at all. Among the gun-wielding mobs, one of the leaders of the black mask walked forward quickly, and then lifted the already broken bedding, and a figure quickly rolled out of it, and everyone immediately panicked and loaded and fired at the figure again, however, when they stabilized (qíng) the clue, they found that what appeared in front of them was nothing more than a rough human form sewn together by a few pillows.
"What about people??!fuck!"
The black mask angrily ripped open the crowded (shēn) body of his companion, and then quickly glanced at the house number, "Room 48, yes, where can this damn Asian slip away from such a big place with a fly (pì)?"
"Boss, look at this!" Seeing the leader's anger, the masked thugs immediately began to nervously search the entire room, and after a while, one of the thugs pointed in a direction with a sharp voice, "Telephone, telephone lines!"
With the direction pointed, everyone's eyes were fixed on the landline phone located at the head cabinet (chuáng). Obviously, the confirmation call was not received from this room, and the real answering place was in a room deep in the vent, and there was no other way to find that place than to get into the ventilation duct and climb along the communication line to the end.
"I see, that bastard booked two rooms, it's really a cunning rabbit. The black mask slammed heavily into the wall, and the dented cracks were revealed and spread as the wall peeled off, and the thugs on the side saw this (qíng) shape, and the originally nervous heart (qíng) had begun to gradually escalate into panic: "Head, head! Otherwise, let's withdraw first! That kid must have gotten the news and run away! If we continue like this, we will definitely be exposed!"
"Shut up!" shouted in panic added fuel to the fire for the already restless Black Mask, for whom the operation was already a great risk, and if it failed, all the participants would not let them go. I saw that he was about to raise his hand to punch the guy who disturbed the morale of the army, and suddenly, an inspiration flashed, he slammed away his companion and ran out of the door, and pointed towards the huge parking lot of the motel, "Parking lot, that's right, according to the surveillance, this guy is staying on foot, if he wants to escape, he must use the car! Find out! He hasn't left here yet! Demana, you take a few people to guard the exit of the hotel door, and the others, come with me to search the parking lot!"
Tsk, the reaction is a little too fast, can the situation set up by the deliberate can only win a mere ten seconds of escape time?
In the parking lot, in a black car, a thin (shēn) shadow is concentrating on colliding with the two engine lines in his hand, the footsteps and shouts of the thugs are approaching at a very fast speed, and the electrical sparks flicker and dissipate in this dark car, but it is completely unable to achieve the purpose of starting the car alone, but because of the dazzling sparks from the collision, the risk of revealing the position is increased.
"What's the matter, are the cars so good now? I remember firing cars more than ten years ago, but it was my specialty, and even Xuan Yi didn't know this trick. Lonely smiled self-deprecatingly, beads of sweat were constantly oozing from his forehead, and the light of the flashlight was already close at hand, but the car showed no sign of starting, "It's really bad now...... Now I can't-"
"Do you want me to help you?"
In the darkness, a lazy voice from the side of (shēn) suddenly sounded without warning, almost subconsciously, the lone door quickly kicked his leg towards the right side with all his might, and then the former, who had just asked the voice, seemed to have expected such a state of affairs, the lifting pulley opened, and the person's (shēn) shape quickly fell back with the seat, and dodged the heavy flying kick aimed at the position of the sun (xué) in the head, so that it only kicked the window of the right door.
"What sound?!"
"Something seems to have blown up?"
"It's from over there, follow me!"
Because of this sudden loud noise, the cars parked in the entire parking lot began to burst into bursts of piercing and sharp sirens, tormenting the sleeping people's spirits like wild cats grinding their claws with their eardrums, and soon the lights in all the rooms of the motel were turned on one by one, and a large number of guests who had been woken up from their sleep cursed to open the door to check the situation (qíng).
"easyman, easy~" Next to the long night of the lonely door (shēn), the figure who was holding the long knife out of the sheath against his throat raised his hands and cautiously smiled kindly at the lonely door, "Look, I bought you a lot of time to escape, but I'm on your side." ”
"Who are you, and why are you here?" asked Lone Gate, quickly checking the surroundings, as the mysterious man said, the thugs who had been close at hand had been lost due to the sudden mass of the crowd, and it seemed that they did not want to be exposed to the public.
"Well, under [Winged Bird]. The mysterious man tilted his head, and with the help of the car warning lights that kept flashing outside, Gumen realized that sitting in the passenger seat was a short-haired girl with a delicate face like a teenager, "As for why you are here...... Otherwise, you will put down your knife first, and I will tell you slowly, don't worry, this is the case, those guys will not be able to do anything here again, but they will do a second wave of pursuit after you drive out of the hotel, well, that will be for a later time (qíng). ”
After thinking for a moment, the long knife was suddenly returned to its sheath, and the lonely door looked at the other party coldly, "Well, you (shēn) don't have a murderous aura on it, and you are indeed not a person from the road, but I seem to have heard a little of the name [Winged Bird]...... Now, tell me, who are they, and why are they chasing me?"
"To put it simply, they are police officers, of course, they are all black policemen who were bought by the windmill family and controlled by the [Godfather], and there may be a few guys you know. As for why they're chasing you...... Actually, it's a bit absurd. Winged Bird smirked sarcastically, "Since the death of the [Godfather], the trees have fallen and scattered, and they have been in a panic all day long because they have lost their financial resources and have been in a position to deal with the Godfather, but at this time, a well-timed news reached their ears - you killed the Godfather because you wanted to monopolize a large sum of money that he had hidden somewhere, and now you have succeeded and are ready to embark on a journey to escape." ”
"Oh, that's a kind of funny idea, but unfortunately I've never gotten any money, and it's not a reason for me to kill my godfather. Gumen shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
"I know, because this kind of news is like some drunkard who made it up and bragged about it after getting drunk in a bar, and it doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all, but for those people, it is undoubtedly a salted fish that meets the lake, and you have to believe it if you don't believe it. Winged Bird shrugged, "In any case, they don't understand your abilities, and they don't understand who you really are, and they only think of you as an ordinary little accountant who survived the black." ”