"Are you Chinese? You're not a Japanese policeman?" the man said in a blunt language.

This question confused Ye Yinyue.

"Your uncle, I'm a Japanese policeman, and the Japanese police are chasing me from behind? Who are you?"

Ye Yinyue asked the man, but at the moment of asking, Ye Yinyue's afterglow saw the barrel of the man's gun, yes, it was an M82A1 semi-automatic sniper rifle. It was this gun that killed Watanabe Miwa just now.

"I just saw that the Japanese police are chasing you, and they won't chase you for no reason, but the reason why I chased you is that I slipped here from the sniper point. ”

Ye Yinyue muttered in her heart: "Your uncle, I feel that this guy has good marksmanship, but he is also half a rookie, and his sniper point is good, but he didn't choose the line to retreat well, either he is a rookie, or, he is desperate, and he will burn jade with that Watanabe Sanhe." ”

Ye Yinyue didn't turn her head: "I'm not here to chase you, I just want to escape, the reason why those police chased me was because I knocked out a reporter and pretended to be him, who knew that Watanabe Sanwa was shot, so unlucky, the police suspected me." ”

The man looked at Ye Yinyue and put down the gun.

"So you have a plan to escape, can you take me away, I didn't want to die a moment after I shot, Watanabe Sanhe's death is difficult to offset the hatred in my heart!"

Ye Yinyue turned her head, it was an American with a beard, Ye Yinyue could feel that there was no murderous aura on this person, at least he was not a mercenary.

"Follow me!"

Ye Yinyue ran up, jumped on the opposite rainwater pipe and grabbed it, slid down, and got into a window.

Ye Yinyue popped her head: "Why are you still doing it? Wait for the gun!"

The Yankee thought that Ye Yinyue would leave him, who knew that he was waiting for him, sometimes there was no reason for trust, for a moment.

"Oh God!" the Yankee looked at the distance of the rain pipe opposite, a little unimaginable, but this is going to happen, and he has to fight.

The Yankee carried his gun behind his back, ran a jump, like a dog but not as light as a dog, did not grasp the rain pipe, fell down, but at that moment quickly reached out from the window and grabbed his hand.

Ye Yinyue exerted all her strength and pulled him up.

The Yankees were just about to say thank you, when a few bullets hit the window, Ye Yinyue quickly left, and the Yankees followed closely.

The two of them ran all the way from the corridor to the river, came to the bridge, and took advantage of the night to jump into the water.

Swimming to the other side, the two of them disguised themselves a little and ran towards the woods, knowing that if they couldn't get out of the city tonight, it would be more difficult to get out again than to climb to the sky.

After a night of running, at dawn, the two finally ran to the mountain forest and hid in a cave in a dense forest.

"I know, no matter what I say, it doesn't mean my gratitude, I, Luis, thank you!"

The Yankee held out his hand.

Looking at that hand, Ye Yinyue didn't stretch out his hand, he didn't seem to have ever shaken hands with anyone, except with his left hand. Ye Yinyue looked at the gun:

"The gun is good, you can bring it in is a bit of a skill, you are not a mercenary!"

Louis shook his head, his face was very pale, and he forced a smile:

"I'm not, I'm just a father!"

"It's not surprising that you're a father at your age, I just thought, why do you want to kill that Watanabe Sanwa!"

Louis raised his head, and his calm face became a little tense:

"Ten years ago, he killed my daughter!"

When Ye Yinyue heard this, she understood what Louis meant by "father" just now.

"To be precise, their family killed my daughter, which is why I didn't want to die after killing Watanabe Sanwa, thank God, I have to fight with them until I die!"

Ye Yinyue slowly leaned down and said, "Will the killer still believe in God, will God still protect the killer?"

"Yes, it will!" said Louis firmly.

At this time, Ye Yinyue found a stinky problem with himself, that is, among the people who came into contact with him, he would always find the difference between himself and others, such as Du Xiongbing and him, he felt that Du Xiongbing was hot-blooded and he was cold-blooded. And now the American father in front of him believes in God, and he has not yet found what he believes, maybe he has found a little, but he is still very vague in his heart.

"Don't worry, God will bless you and love your daughter in heaven!"

A killer, this will, but also experience the pain of a man losing his beloved.

It turned out that Louis had a sixteen-year-old daughter, but when he went to Japan with his father, he entered an amusement park and never came out, and his heartbroken father searched all over Japan, but there was no news. Reluctantly returned to the United States, and then sold his property, searched everywhere, and his wife was heartbroken and finally committed suicide. All the straw was poured, and Louis held a gun, saying sorry in his mouth, trying to give himself an understanding, but suddenly got the news that he had a daughter.

searched all the way to the Middle East, but only found one arm of his daughter.

At that moment, Louis couldn't cry, took the broken arm, and returned home.

At that moment, he kept tracking the news, learned various firearms and fighting techniques, and after ten years of hard work, he finally found an underground network of human trafficking, and her daughter was the black hand of Watanabe Sanwa's family.

Ye Yinyue looked at Louis, he didn't know what to say, just now he found the difference with Louis, but now, he found that he and this man have some in common.

"I'm going to kill him too, but I'm just letting you take the lead, and you let him die too happily, which I'm not satisfied with. ”

When Louis heard this, he sat up at once:

"You're going to kill him too?"

"That's right, for one person!"

"Do you have a loved one who died at his hands?"

Ye Yinyue turned around and looked at Louis:

"We are killers, but he is a butcher, a devilish butcher, maybe his blood will be drained, his flesh will be scraped, and his bones will be shattered, so that he can comfort his dead soul a little!"

Ye Yinyue didn't know why he could say such a thing, for him, before, to be precise, before he met Du Xiongbing, he didn't have any soul concept in his heart, there was nothing right or wrong, there was only killing and the right path in his own heart.

But Ye Yinyue was a little envious of this man in her heart, at least he lived for revenge, in front of him, Ye Yinyue felt that she might be the walking dead.

"Let's figure out how to leave, what do you have in mind?"

"When it gets dark, there are fishing boats in Hokkaido that will go to the United States, and one of the boats I know is a person, and I have smuggled it several times, as long as the money is enough, it is not a problem, but there is a fishy smell along the way!" Louis grinned.

"As long as you can leave, then what's there!"