And Wu Wei took Wu Yi and Jessica to the scene this time, and let Wu Chuxia stay alone in the villa, but after thinking about it, he still asked Wu Yi to stay with Wu Chuxia, Wu Yi insisted on going out of the scene, his arm couldn't twist his thigh, and he had to give in under Wu Wei's tough order.

Wu Wei arranged for someone to prepare the car in advance, he walked out of the villa with Jessica, he looked at the dark night, "It seems that someone is destined not to let me sleep peacefully, are you ready?"

Jessica winked playfully, "Follow the boss, what else do I have to worry about." ”

Wu Wei sighed softly and bent down to get into the car, followed by Jessica.

When he came to the scene, he still found that there were a lot of melon-eating people around, and the cordon was still three layers inside and three layers outside.

Wu Wei pretended not to hear the muttering and complaining of the citizens behind him, and walked in by himself, Jessica was a little embarrassed by the gossip behind him, on the other hand, Wu Wei in front of him still looked calm and relaxed, and unconsciously gave a thumbs up.

After coming to the scene, Wu Wei saw the captain who received him last time, and the captain saw Wu Wei's hand unconsciously touching the back of his head, Wu Wei smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry!"

The captain laughed innocently, "It's okay, it's really worthy of the king of special forces, Longya, this method of stunting people is so clean and neat." ”

Wu Wei continued to say a few words, then walked into the scene, these police's ability to protect the scene is still very strong, basically not destroyed, according to the captain said that the hotel service staff found out, the service staff saw a girl dressed in red and wearing a white wedding dress almost went crazy, and immediately resigned after reporting the case.

The high-profile appearance of the cobbler caused a riot in Ji Province, and behind this was actually promoted by Zeus and Wuyuemen, and the cobbler was just a cannon fodder in the game between the two sides.

……

Wu Wei came to the girl, Jessica didn't move, her teeth creaking, "This bastard, I must kill him." ”

Not only Jessica, but even Wu Wei, the captain, and those policemen hated it so much.

"Jessica, put away your grief and give the cobbler a psychological profile! I want to find out the psychology of the cobbler in the shortest possible time. ”

"Hmm" Jessica took a few deep breaths to immerse herself in the scene, and the key to doing a psychological profile was to be immersed in the scene and feel the psychology of the perpetrator.

Jessica's brow furrowed, she almost felt as if she had touched the cobbler's mind, she felt a deep fear, and a kind of anger, and a little revenge.

"Male, under the age of 30, over 25 years old, the mother or girlfriend is likely to be engaged in special services or the experience of being forcibly bombed, and this person has a special skin disease, this person has religious fanaticism, but has good self-control, looks no different from a normal person, and can even be said to be more attractive in some aspects, has a stylish life, and has a good economic situation......"

Wu Wei was moved, he was hesitating whether to make a move on the cobbler, because from the circle of killers, the cobbler was very similar to himself, and he was also tasked with some people who should be killed, that is, he had this kind of crazy behavior since a few years ago.

"The woman who was about to become his wife was a person engaged in the special services, and he was greened. ”

As soon as Wu Wei said this, Jessica next to her suddenly blushed, as if she had done it.

The captain also wanted to ask what was going on, and Wu Wei waved his hand, he didn't want to waste his precious time here.

"He is now taking revenge, but judging from his increasingly radical behavior, there must be someone behind him, otherwise it would not have been possible to do such a leaky thing, if he is not arrested now, the cobbler will really be even more reckless, he has deviated from his original vision. Wu Wei said like a policeman.

Jessica next to her looked adoring, and even Wu Wei didn't notice the smile on the corner of the captain's mouth at this moment, all of this was a game by the Ministry of State Security, as for the final result, no one dared to pack the ticket.

"And what do we do now?" asked the captain, as if inquiring.

Wu Wei fell into a long silence, his eyes containing infinite murderous intent also calmed down at this moment, he was thinking about Zeus's purpose.

In his mind, the memory of Zeus emerged little by little, and Wu Wei regarded himself as Zeus and forced himself to act with Zeus's thinking.

After a long time, Wu opened his eyes violently, turned his head to Jessica, and said, "Let's hurry back to the villa now." ”

So the two of them stopped talking nonsense and ran out of the heavily surrounded crime scene, and those policemen didn't dare to stop them.

The captain sighed deeply and looked at the two figures that were fading into the night.

……

The combat power of the Grim Reaper and the cobbler has entered a stalemate, and the two of them are slashing at each other.

For a while, it was difficult to tell the winner from the loser, and the cobbler's physical strength was a little exhausted, and in a trance, he was hit in the left forearm by a knife from death.

Blood poured out of the cobbler's arm, but the wound was not deep, and the amount of blood not flowing was large.

Under the bright moonlight, bright red blood flowed on the ground, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the roar of blood.

With a light breeze, it should have been a very quiet night, but the silence was broken by the blood.

The wounded cobbler became more irritable, and his strength increased exponentially, completely ignoring the wounded left forearm, and his hands clutched the machete tightly, and ran towards death.

The Grim Reaper stumbled and was almost swept by the cobbler's machete, but the cobbler's miraculous kick hit him in the underbelly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the god of death, and the cobbler's kick was violent.

The cobbler was not finished, and while the Grim Reaper had not yet eased up, he rounded the machete in his hand and slashed at the Grim Reaper.

At this time, the adrenaline of the god of death was soaring, how could he be solved by the cobbler's knife, so he hurriedly raised the Tang knife with all his strength to face the machete.

The sparks were even more dazzling in this somewhat dark environment, and the Grim Reaper felt the tiger's mouth tingle, and through the dim light, he saw blood spreading out of his arms.

The cobbler was condescending, pressing on the machete with all his strength, and the physical strength of the god of death gradually became exhausted.

Now the gun was in a black leather case not far away, but he didn't have a chance to get it.

The cobbler swept out another kick and struck Death in the face.

This kick directly kicked the god of death more than two meters away, and the Tang knife in the hand of the god of death also took off.

The underestimation of the cobbler almost killed the Grim Reaper, who felt that he was having some difficulty breathing now.

However, the Grim Reaper also knows that the other party will definitely not spare him.

At this moment, there was a steady footstep from not far away, and this sound made the god of death feel hope, and he smiled and leaned back to look at the bright moonlight.

The sharp pain in his body did not overwhelm the sanity of the god of death, and he knew that he was rescued, and Brother Bashan would definitely be able to defeat the cobbler.

The calm wind around him suddenly became cold, and there was an invisible pressure, like a huge hand, from the ground covered by the sky's wallpaper, making the cobbler feel like a pinprick all over his body.

The newly acquired skin had not yet fully fused with his body tissues, and the feeling of pins and needles made him uncomfortable.

With a huge Nepalese saber in his hand, Bashan slowly stepped out of the shadows not far away.

The cobbler's expression was cold, looking at Bashan, who was as strong as a hill, and ran over when he sprinted quickly, he wanted to deal with death as soon as possible.

Death had lost all his defense, and only stared at the bright moonlight, and when he could calm down, he found the cobbler raise his high machete and slash at his head.

……

Sweat was pouring down his cheeks, Zeus had said that he could shoot in an emergency, and for Zeus, the cobbler was just a clown, who could be sacrificed for the sake of the big picture.

But Yin Yize didn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, but Zeus's orders he had to obey, and what he had to do now was to let Wu Wei fall into a never-ending fear, so that he could both lose and gain.

The best way to kill people and defeat a person is to defeat his heart.

Finally, Yin Yize pulled the trigger, sparks burst out from the dark muzzle, and a bullet pierced through the thick night and flew out.

The cobbler felt a burning pain in his cheek, and a bullet had grazed his cheek just now, and the blood that burst out of the wound made him have no doubt.

The cobbler used as fast as he could, and two backflips left the Grim Reaper's location.

Whether to go or stay was another difficult choice, and Zeus had promised him that if he could get rid of any member of the Night Squad, he would give him what he wanted.

The cobbler gritted his teeth and howled and rushed forward again, the machete in his hand hanging with a fierce murderous intent.

And at this moment, Bashan also slowly came to the side of death, he was not afraid of someone assassinating or showing weakness, what he had to do was to complete Wu Wei's instructions.

Yin Yize put away the AWM after a shot, he hid in the room, panting, and almost killed the cobbler just now.

"Who are you? Name me. ”

Bashan smiled, he had long heard that there was a leatherman, such a perverted person, and it was a pleasure to be able to face each other today.

He stuck the Nepalese saber in the scabbard, and sped up, like a tiger descending the mountain, heading straight for the cobbler, the machete in the cobbler's hand did not take off, and he would not be stupid enough to fight directly with Bashan.

The machete slammed into Bashan's chest, like a rhinoceros.

How could Bashan not be able to react, he raised his right hand and directly met the machete.

There was no such thing as blood splattering as I imagined, but a loud roar of gold and iron colliding, and sparks flickering in the dark night.

The cobbler was stunned, how could this Bashan use his flesh body to resist such a sharp machete?