Chapter Eighty-Five: Risking Alone

Like Lin Jia, who also stayed awake all night, there is also Zhong Caini in room 886 of the Green Grass Hotel in Hanoi. One is concerned about Wu Ming's personal safety, and the other is worried that the biker party will find trouble in the hotel, Zhong Caini hurriedly took a shower and lay crooked on the bed, although her eyes are fixed on the TV screen that is always on, she doesn't know what is playing inside.

In Zhong Caini's heart, she just thought that Wu Ming was going to see his so-called "friend", but she never imagined that Wu Ming was on his way to Dien Bien Phu, which was 4780 kilometers away.

Wu Ming still gave a high evaluation of the quality of the motorcycle from China under him. I have been galloping at a speed of more than 100 kilometers for more than four hours, except for one refueling in the middle, I have never stopped, and there is no problem at all.

When I came to the outskirts of Dien Bien Phu, I threw my motorcycle into a sparse grove and took the opportunity to move my stiff limbs. Then he returned to the main road, and while reaching out to try to intercept an already scarce vehicle entering the city, he walked quickly in the direction of the city.

Seeing that the time was already a quarter past four in the morning, the eastern sky was revealing a ray of fish belly white, Wu Ming didn't want to go to the biker's lair to make trouble in broad daylight. It's not that I'm afraid, it's that it's inconvenient to get out afterwards. Therefore, when the vehicle could not be intercepted, I had to pretend to be exercising in the morning and run towards the city as fast as possible.

The Dien Bien Phu War Memorial is not hard to find, just southwest of the city. casually asked a few citizens who got up early, and Wu Ming quickly found it.

According to the biker's confession, when I came to the back of the memorial hall, I saw a courtyard with a single family. However, the courtyard is a row of inconspicuous two-story brick and concrete buildings sitting south and facing north, with a length of more than 30 meters from east to west, and an entrance and exit at each end.

Standing outside the courtyard and taking a closer look, I saw that there was not a single room with lights on. In fact, Wu Ming also knew in his heart that the people inside were used to night activities, so this time was the time when they were sleeping. Fortunately, there were no dogs in the yard and no sentry was found. So Wu Ming climbed over the low courtyard wall lightly, and swaggered in from the east entrance. Of course, Wu Ming will not forget to put that Peking Opera mask back on his face.

Looking through the glass openings at the top of the doors of the various rooms in the hallway, there are only three rooms on the first floor where people are sleeping, and the maximum number of people in each room is only four.

Seeing that the door was the simplest ball handle lock, Wu Ming used a thin wire that had been prepared a long time ago, and after it was easy to open it, he gently pushed open the door and walked in, forming a palm with his right hand, and cutting it horizontally at the neck of the sleeping biker member. It's not light, it's not going to kill them, it's not going to wake them up from their sleep. In just one stroke, they were put straight from their sleep into a coma.

Five minutes later, nine people in three rooms on the first floor were resolved, and Wu Ming had already appeared in the corridor on the second floor.

One of the reasons why they knocked out the bikers in the five-story yellow building in Hanoi was to prevent them from ventilating the nest here. Now it seems that I did the right thing at that time.

Walking from one end of the corridor to the other, except for one of the rooms, there was no glass light opening at the top of the door, so he couldn't see the scene inside, after figuring out the situation and the number of people in the rest of the rooms, Wu Ming started to act again.

Almost effortlessly, in silence, Wu Ming had already severely injured the forty-six sleeping members of the biker party's lair, and all of them were unconscious on the beds in the room.

Finally, Wu Ming came to the outside of the room that had no light opening. After some action just now, Wu Ming found that whether it was from the furnishings in the room or the clothes hanging on the bedside, it could be seen that there should be no important leader of the biker party among the more than forty people who had just been knocked unconscious by him. Therefore, for the room in front of him that he didn't know what was going on inside, Wu Ming was full of expectations.

After inserting the thin wire into the keyhole, Wu Ming was suddenly surprised. Because he fiddled with it for a long time, the door lock of the ball handle did not move at all. Lowering his head and taking a closer look at the brighter and brighter skylight for a while, Wu Ming couldn't help but shake his head and muttered to himself: That's right, it's an ordinary ball handle door lock, how can it not be opened, could it be that they didn't use a lock, but bolted the door from the inside?

Turning his head to look at the sky outside, seeing that it was about to be bright, Wu Ming was inevitably a little anxious. After thinking about it for a while, he finally decided to force his way into the room and leave the place as soon as possible. After all, there is Zhong Caini waiting for him, although he has entrusted it to the embassy, ensuring Zhong Caini's personal safety is one of the most important tasks on his body.

Wu Ming, who no longer hesitated, took two steps back, raised his right leg and used all his strength to shine at the door.

Through, bang, boom!

The door fell, but the sound of the floor told Wu Ming that he had kicked down an iron-core door covered with a thin layer of decorative panels.

"Who!" I didn't expect the people inside to react so quickly, and as soon as the shouting came out, the gunshots rang out.

Almost instinctively, Wu Ming took advantage of the forward kick just now to pounce sideways, and his body slid towards the room against the floor. Although his head was in the back, Wu Ming's eyes still saw that there were three men and one woman sitting around a table in the room playing cards. And the person who shot was not one of the four, which means that in the place where Wu Ming's eyes could not see, there was at least one person who was pointing a gun at him.

All the movements did not need to wait for the instructions of the brain, and before the gliding body stopped, Wu Ming had already exerted his waist and hips, and his body began to roll on the floor of the room. The direction is in front of the table where the three men and one woman are playing.

As a result, the invisible snatchers who shot at him could only aim at the ground, so that the bullets hit the floor with a crisp clanging sound, and at the same time, strings of sparks were also sparked.

Even the floor of the room was paved with iron plates, which couldn't help but surprise Wu Ming's heart. At the same time, a wisp of doubt suddenly appeared in my heart - since it was an iron gate, how could it be kicked open with one kick?!

I didn't have time to think about it, because the three men and one woman who were playing cards just now had already stood up and were running to the sides. It's not just that you don't want your gunman to throw a mouse, it's more likely that you want to get a weapon.

Therefore, Wu Ming, who rolled under the table in an instant, lifted it casually, and while blocking his body with the tabletop, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the belt of the trouser of one of the three men who had been playing cards just now, who had been slow to react. forcefully took it into his arms, so Wu Ming had another human shield.

At this time, Wu Ming also saw clearly that the people who shot at him just now, and now the rat thrower temporarily stopped shooting, were the two young men in black who were guarding the corners on both sides of the room.

"Don't, don't shoot. The human shield that was caught in Wu Ming's hand spoke first.

Hearing this, what made Wu Ming secretly happy was that the other party did not speak Vietnamese but Japanese.

It's just that Wu Ming was secretly happy for less than five seconds, and one of the players who was playing just now, aged about forty years old, bald, bare-chested, and full of meat, didn't care about grabbing a pistol on a big bed against the west wall of the room, and it was three shots.

"Jun Xiongjun, keep people under the gun. ”

Although the woman's mouth was quite timely, the "Junxiongjun" in her mouth did not hesitate at all. Two of the three shots hit the human shield in Wu Ming's hand. Even if you don't die, I'm afraid it's not much better.

What Wu Ming didn't expect was that the woman also spoke Japanese, and she should also be Japanese. Moreover, not only is he handsome, but he is also very young, and he looks like he is in his early twenties at most. Although he only glanced at it in a hurry, it left Wu Ming with a sense of déjà vu.