Wu Wei Ling Xing's eyes were round, and her voice brought a hint of pleading: "Ye Qing, they underestimated you once, and there will be no second time." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info they must have a vehicle parked downstairs to answer, you hurry up and find the back door to leave, don't take me, I'm a burden. ”

"You are Lao Tzu who worked so hard to save you, how can you lose it?" Ye Qing couldn't help but say, pulling out the needle from Wu Weiling's hand.

"Endure the pain. Lifted the quilt, gently picked up Wu Weiling, who had changed into a hospital gown, and rested on the wheelchair in the corner.

"Look out the window, our car is still there. ”

The metal expert scurried to the window, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out.

The sun hasn't set yet, and the view from the window is unobstructed.

"The car is in. ”

"Installing a locator on the car is the most basic means of detection. Since they can find out where we are, they will also know what kind of car we are in. ”

"Your car must have been fitted with a locator. Wu Weiling covered her wound and said bitterly: "The micro GPS tracker is only the size of peanuts, and the car can't be wanted, so we don't have time to find the tracker." ”

After thinking for three seconds, Ye Qing picked up the silenced pistol on the ground, walked to the microwave oven that was standard in the VIP ward, unplugged the power supply and removed the magazine, directly used the gun as a hammer, and smashed open the plastic shell of the microwave oven with three strokes and five divisions.

A fist-sized magnetron and transformer were taken off from the pedestal by Ye Qing, and a long power cord in front of the hospital bed to connect to the monitoring equipment was also torn off by Ye Qing when he pulled out the socket head.

Wu Weiling and the black guy Lei Suo looked at Ye Qing in confusion.

At this critical juncture, the two really couldn't understand what Ye Qing was doing with the microwave oven?

"Old Kim, open the way ahead. ”

Reloading the magazine of the silenced pistol and tucking it at the waist, Ye Qing pushed Wu Weiling and walked quickly towards the door, and Lei Suo followed Ye Qing tremblingly.

At this point, there were many patients and doctors in the hospital, and they were not too surprised to see Ye Qing and his party. After leaving the hall with gun-armed security guards, the metal expert pulled out the Glock from his waist and walked towards the Mercedes G65 with one hand across his chest.

Suddenly I saw a metal expert with a gun, and several pedestrians on the road all ran away with a strange scream.

The metal expert's posture with a gun is very non-standard, and it is not scientific, and from Wu Weiling's point of view, he is naturally a complete outsider.

But what happened outside the door just now has shown what kind of fighting skills this man named Lao Jin has.

But a person who is very skilled, when he encounters a firearm that he is not familiar with, it is impossible to show a proud expression like Lao Jin, with a gun in his hand, revealing the proud expression that I have in the world.

Special forces?

Wu Weiling doesn't think it's like this, the soldiers trained by the special forces are not this style.

Wu Weiling temporarily classified Lao Jin as a folk martial arts master, plus a firearms enthusiast.

A sedan that did not turn off its engine was parked not far from the Mercedes-Benz G65. Wu Weiling endured dizziness and pain, trying to observe her surroundings, when she locked her eyes on the car and wanted to warn.

The metal expert took the lead, "Bang Bang~", with a flick of his wrist, two point shots hit the past.

The windshield exploded with two snowflakes in an instant, and a trace of blood spilled on the shattered glass from the inside.

Then the nearby crowd screamed and swarmed into the building.

"Check the bottom of the car for any obvious abnormalities. Before getting into the car, Ye Qing asked the metal expert to take a look at the bottom of the car.

It doesn't matter if a locator is installed miniature installed. If you install a remote-controlled bomb or something, it will make people's scalp tingle.

Fortunately, if it's a bomb, it has to be big enough. The chassis of the Mercedes G65 is also high enough that the metal expert took a look at it and quickly drilled into the cab.

Carrying Wu Weiling into the car, Mercedes-Benz G65 dodged a few panicked pedestrians, and a few security guards who were scolding and scolding while pulling out their guns and squeezing out of the crowd, "Bang~" broke the automatic lifting lever at the door and walked away.

"Rayso, show me the way where there's a tunnel. ”

"No...... Sir, we don't have a tunnel here. "Resso was about to cry, he knew he wouldn't earn this dollar.

"Then point to a place where there is a bridge, or a warehouse. ”

"It's useless, the locators can mark our route, and they will definitely follow the route to find the place where the signal disappeared. ”

"I have my own way. ”

Inside the car, Wu Weiling's bandaged lower abdomen leaked blood again. Ye Qing took out a pair of scissors from the storage box and quickly cut off the long insulating wire skin of the power cord and the two component threads removed from the microwave oven.

Magnetrons, transformers.

Connect them in series and wrap this rudimentary DIY electromagnetic generator around the engineering plastic stock of an assault rifle with a windproof silk scarf.

"What are you doing?" Wu Weiling's face was full of doubts: "Do you want to ......?"

The car stopped under an overpass, and the two monsters got out of the car to stand on guard. Ye Qing opened the hood and quickly put the power cord on the battery.

Hold the detached assault rifle in one hand, and lean towards the magnet generator strapped to it.

"Crackling~"

As soon as the fist-sized generator approached the bottom of the car, an electric spark exploded from the metal material. After Ye Qing lowered the height slightly to ensure that he could not hear the electric sparks, he swept back and forth under the car like a minesweeper.

"Pak~"

There was a slight explosion from under the car. Ye Qing immediately took care of this place and went back and forth a few times.

After scanning the bottom of the car, Ye Qing scanned the gaps in the shell and the smoke exhaust pipe that were easy to hide dirt and dirt.

"That's it. After getting into the car, Ye Qing explained to Wu Weiling, who looked puzzled: "The magnetron will emit electromagnetic waves, and when it encounters metal or electronic components, the electromagnetic waves will have a shock rebound effect. ”

"In this process, an electric current and an electric arc are generated, which can burn the electronics. ”

"Thank you for teaching me a skill that has been very useful to me. Wu Weiling's pale face showed a smile: "If you hadn't come to Nicanya on the same plane with me, I would have suspected that you were an agent." ”

"And this old Kim, his marksmanship is almost enough to go to the Olympics. ”

"Alright, let's go get something. Ye Qing let out a long breath: "Take the things, I'll take you home." ”

"There must be someone watching them at the airport, and we can find a place to hide. I'll figure out a way to take a freighter from the port instead of a plane. ”

"Sister, you're crazy, it takes a month to take a boat. Ye Qing said angrily: "My business of billions a day, a month?"

"Can you buy Nicanya with all the money you delayed?"

"But this is the safest way...... Wu Weiling wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so as not to lose the face of this "little boss".

"Let's take the things first, as long as you can live, there will be a way. Wu Weiling nodded.

The location Wu Weiling said was actually in the slum three streets away from Qualey Street, where she was shot.

As soon as the Mercedes-Benz G65 was launched, there were two rings on the dilapidated road across the overpass, and in poor Nigaya, there was almost no chance to hear the roar of the high-horsepower engine unique to luxury cars. (To be continued.) )