A drizzle suddenly fell in the sky, and an endless gray net was formed in the dark night, which hung heavily over the murderous city.

The speed hand on the car's dashboard is constantly turning to the right, and a low roar is heard from the engine. Nan Zeyu stared at the road ahead with a gloomy face, his eyes flashing with crazy sparks, both like anger and anxiety.

Pennington lowered his shoulders, arched his back, and shrunk into the passenger seat. He looked at the rearview mirror on the right and said, "Slow down and let them catch up, I'll shoot again." ”

"How many of them are there?"

"Three blue cars, the first one has four people, the second one should be too, and the third one can't see clearly. After Pennington finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, "Bow your head." ”

A shuttle of bullets "whizzed" on the back of the Mercedes-Benz sofa, and Nan Zeyu suddenly became angry, "Fuck, these fools!" He quickly glanced at the dashboard, "Is your magazine full?"

"Hmm. Pennington was very calm, "15 rounds, you can solve two cars, and the third one is not easy to say." ”

Nan Zeyu thought of the matching gun that was discarded by Pennington, and couldn't help complaining, "If you don't throw my gun, the odds are greater." ”

Hearing this, Pennington actually sneered, "Hall Master, there are your people in the back, how do I know that they didn't even let you go in order to kill me." ”

Nan Zeyu's anger was almost uncontrollable, "You're just 15 bullets, I'll see how long you can be arrogant!"

Pennington said slowly, "Don't worry, I'll leave one for you." As he spoke, he suddenly dodged sideways, bullets from behind grazing his body and embedded in the front window.

Nan Zeyu was surprised and admired, but he didn't have time to say anything, because the car that was leading the way had already driven to his right side. Penning, who had already pressed the window of the car, immediately stretched out his hand when he saw the situation and fired five shots in succession. With the dull sound of bullets coming out of the chamber and screams of pain, the blue car twisted in a serpentine shape, and apparently, the driver was also shot.

"Quick, before you can keep up!" Pennington roared.

Nanzawa immediately accelerated. By this time, his car was already seriously speeding, and to make matters worse, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The wipers quickly overlapped across the front windshield, like a black-and-white life-reeling device.

"If you can't drive home, it will scare them. Nan Zeyu suddenly thought of this. Then, at the nearest intersection, he slammed the steering wheel and changed lanes directly onto the main road on the right.

Pennington looked at him in surprise, "Where are you going?"

Nan Zeyu glared at Pennington coldly. He looked in the rearview mirror, and the second blue car had already turned to catch up with the road he was on. "Go to your house. He suddenly said gloomily, but he was secretly anxious in his heart: "Bo Peng hasn't appeared until now, I don't know the people in the blue car, what if they are not unkind?"

"Pudong, South Wharf, I'll tell you when I get to the neighborhood. ”

Pennington's answer surprised Nan Zeyu, "You're not fooling me, are you?" His eyes widened, and he felt like he was dreaming.

"I was supposed to take you to my house today. As soon as Pennington finished speaking, he immediately shouted, "Brake!" At the moment when Nan Zeyu subconsciously stepped on the brakes, he turned his head and fired several shots at the car behind. The rear car didn't expect Nan Zeyu to brake suddenly, and suddenly couldn't dodge it and hit Nan Zeyu's buttocks.

"Go!" Pennington commanded.

Nan Zeyu slammed on the accelerator again. He estimated that Pennington should have five or six bullets left in his gun, but he still didn't dare to risk it. At the same time, his heart became more and more frightened, because just now he secretly observed from the rearview mirror, and found that the people on the blue car became more and more familiar, and they looked a little like Kirihara's people.

"Why did those Kabuki come after Pennington out of the blue? And even if you want to capture Pennington, you don't have to shoot me. He muttered to himself for a moment, and when he turned his head, he saw Pennington looking at him.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Nan Zeyu was furious when he saw it.

"You're driving well. Pennington said, "It's a rainy day, the road conditions are complicated, and there are chasing soldiers behind, but I see that you are very calm, and driving at high speed is not chaotic at all." “

"I used to want to be a race car driver, at least, until I was 20 years old. Nan Zeyu said subconsciously, and then he regretted it, "Why do you want to have a heart to heart with this old thing?"

"It's a pity that you have Kujo Harumi, and he wants you to contribute to the family. Pennington said sarcastically, "So you have to throw away your racing dream and go to China to become a police officer." ”

"It's your business!" Nan Zeyu said angrily, "Don't think I don't know how many bullets you have." ”

"Even if I don't have bullets in my gun, you have to be obedient. Pennington said slyly, "Unless you don't want the Amber Palace anymore." ”

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end with a dense rain of bullets, and the third and fourth blue cars caught up in unison, and this time, even Pennington did not dare to speak again.

The rear windshield of Nan Zeyu's car has long been shattered, and the bullet holes on the body are dense, like Swiss cheese, except that it does not emit the unique aroma of cheese, but the terrifying smell of gunsmoke. Nan Zeyu watched as Pennington finished firing the last bullet with mixed feelings, he knew that the opportunity had come, but he did want to find the Amber Palace—before all the members of the Unkind Society.

"Ahead, turn left. Penning said suddenly.

"Why?" Nan Zeyu asked in wonder, "Isn't it faster to go straight?"

"It's a fast bridge. Pennington said briefly.

As soon as Nan Zeyu hit the steering wheel, the rain immediately rushed to the glass window on his side, marking a waterfall-like trace. He looked nervously at the rearview mirror, and saw a fat black man with very short hair in the blue car holding on to the window frame and preparing to get out.

Nan Zeyu immediately realized that this group of people was going to kill him, and sweat crawled up his cheeks like caterpillars, even though it was a midwinter night.

"Under your seat, there's a gun. Nan Zeyu spat out a few words with difficulty, "The bullet is in the storage box." ”

Pennington looked at Nan Zeyu in shock, and after two seconds, he finally scolded, "." Then he quickly pulled out the small tape-attached pistol from under his seat. "Who are you guarding against?" he said, opening the box.

"Just to guard against people like you. Nan Zeyu thought to himself, but he didn't say anything in a funny way.

"This is what Kujou Harumi taught you, right?" Pennington quickly loaded his bullets and gestured twice, "Yes, that's a good move." ”

"I hope you don't lie to me, and you don't pretend to be smart. An old bridge appeared in front of Nan Zeyu's eyes, "If you don't tell where the Amber Palace is when you get to your house, I will kill you immediately." ”

"Whoosh", the man in the blue car fired. "I've gone to such great lengths to find you, and I need to lie to you?" Pennington dodged as he shot in the back.

His face changed suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Nan Zeyu was taken aback by his expression, "Went the wrong way?"

"No, I was shot. Pennington said, opening the storage box. He fumbled for an old towel and pressed it to his shoulder.

"Didn't you just hit him?" Nan Zeyu looked at his struggling appearance, and felt a little pity for him for no reason. "I'm over 70 years old, and I have to hide everywhere and live like no one or a ghost. Thinking of this, Nan Zeyu was a little irritable, "Damn, I really took the wrong medicine today." ”

"Of course not, I think it was in the crash before. Pennington adjusted his sitting position, tugging at the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

Nan Zeyu sincerely felt a trace of admiration, because he thought of his father, Kujo Harukomi. "If it were my father, could I just frown slightly at this time?" he couldn't imagine.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" he asked, turning his face and thinking.

"It's fine. Be careful!" Pennington suddenly roared.

But it was too late. When Nan Zeyu drove the car onto the bridge, a car came from the opposite side of the bridge, and the female driver who was driving was on the phone. She obviously didn't expect a high-speed Mercedes to come out from under the bridge, and in her panic, she couldn't remember whether she stepped on the accelerator or brakes.

Nan Zeyu made an emergency avoidance, slammed the steering wheel, the front wheel of the car skidped, and the front of the car hit the female driver's car straight up. Mercedes-Benz was impacted, turned around instantly, flicked its tail, and the whole vehicle fell the guardrail, shattering the guardrail, and then plunged into the river in a posture of looking at death.

Soon, several dark blue cars came rushing in and slowly stopped on the side of the road with double flashes. A tall, thin man stepped out of one of the cars, and it was none other than Kirihara. "Are you alright?" he walked over to the female driver's car and knocked lightly on the window. When the female driver rolled down the window, he asked with a pleasant face, "I see that your car doesn't seem to have hit lightly, come down and check it." ”

The female driver climbed out of her car trembling, she was scared and cried by the sudden car accident, and the false eyelashes on her eyes quickly fell off one side under the heavy rain. "What should I do?Can I call the police?Can 110 be transferred to the traffic police?" She clutched her phone tightly, "Ah, the phone is dead!"

"Don't worry, it's my brother who just hit you, the car is insured, I'll take care of it. Please use my phone to make a call. Kirihara said with a smile and quietly gestured to his men.

But, he ...... He seems to have fallen into the river. The female driver cried, "I didn't mean to!"

"It's okay, my brother just called me, he fell into the boat, and the person is fine. The smile on Kirihara's face deepened, "Don't worry, call the police, we're fine here." ”

The female driver hesitated for a moment and took the phone, but as soon as she pressed the two numbers, her eyes went black and she lost consciousness.

Kirihara's two men then dragged her into a blue car.

"Dispose of her car and send a few people down to find it. To live to see people, to die to see corpses. The smile on Kirihara's face disappeared instantly. After saying that, he got into the car, and the cold weather made him rub his hands.

Ten minutes later, Kirihara's cell phone rang.

"Did you find it?"

"I found it, but only the young master ......," said the man on the other end of the phone.

"Send the young master to our place quickly. Kirihara snapped the flip of the phone, and then, he said to the driver, "Arrange for someone to search at the South Pier, Pennington is injured and should not be able to run far." ”

As if in response to his words, the rain outside the window fell even more. Kirihara sighed, "God is helping him." ”

When Nan Zeyu woke up, the clock on the wall was exactly 2 o'clock. He stared at the old cuckoo clock, and watched the ugly bird jump out of the door and kowtow like a silly gesture, and he only felt that he was satirizing his futile self.

"Young master, you're awake. Kirihara said respectfully, "Do you feel better?" You hit your head and got a little bruised on your body, but luckily, nothing serious. ”

Nan Zeyu stared at Kirihara, as if he wanted to cut two blood holes in Kirihara's face. "You shot at me. ”

"I didn't, it's Iwasaki. Kirihara said without changing his color, "It's the one that's darker and a little fat." ”

"He dares to shoot me without your order?" Nan Zeyu sneered, "You guys are really crazy. He finally shouted uncontrollably, "Damn, did you just ignore my life and death in order to arrest someone?"

Kirihara immediately knelt down and fell to the floor. "I'm sorry, young master. ”

Nan Zeyu lifted the quilt vigorously and sat up. Kirihara lay in place, motionless.

"Have you consulted Tokyo about today?" asked Nanzawa as he touched his left head, which was still aching.

"Also...... No. Kirihara said humbly, "It's rare for us to meet Pennington, those few who shoot are all good hands, and their marksmanship is very accurate, didn't they hurt the young master......"

"Ouch!" Kirihara cried out in pain. It turned out that Nan Zeyu kicked him in the face, and his facial features were distorted and deformed in pain. But he didn't dare to complain, so he could only grit his teeth and get up again, and then kneel upright.

"How many people have you lost?" Nan Zeyu glared at Kirihara hatefully, and for a long time, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"Six. Kirihara whispered, "It's all our own people, there is no China." ”

"What about the driver who caused the accident?"

Kirihara hung his head, not daring to speak.

"Damn, I've got to help you with the aftermath. In that case, Bo Peng's side must also be your troublemaker. The more Nan Zeyu thought about it, the more angry he became, he jumped out of bed and kicked Kirihara several times in a row.

"Where is Bo Peng?" Nan Zeyu vented enough, and finally became a little calmer.

"He's in the outer hall. Kirihara said in a low voice, "I'm going to call him in?"

Nan Zeyu waved his hand, "What about Pennington?"

"Ran. I'm sorry, young master. Kirihara said dejectedly, "The heavy rain washed away the bloodstains, and we didn't prepare the dog beforehand, so we couldn't chase it anymore." ”

"Where's my car?" Nan Zeyu lay back on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, "Did you pick it up?"

"Salvage. Kirihara cautiously observed Nan Zeyu's face, "Young master, do you want to take a break?"

"I'm fine, you go and call Bo Peng in. Nan Zeyu's eyes narrowed, and the memories of before falling into the water gradually appeared in his mind.

"Knock knock. Bo Peng opened the door, "Director Nan. ”

Nan Zeyu beckoned, Bo Peng closed the door knowingly, and trotted to the bedside.

"You know what happened tonight, right?" asked Nan Zeyu bluntly.

"Yes. Bo Peng said stubbornly, "But Kirihara said...... It is what you mean, Director. ”

"Well, let me ask you, do you know who brought me ashore?"

Although Nan Zeyu's question made Bo Peng feel confused, he still answered honestly, "It's Kirihara." ”

Nan Zeyu nodded, and then closed his eyes tiredly. "You go out, I'm going to get some good sleep. ”