Fang Liwen cowered in a cramped rental house in horror, a month and a half passed, and whenever he calmed down, his mind was still the scene of that night more than a month ago. At that time, he and his wife and daughter had just finished watching the National Ballet's performance of The Nutcracker and were about to go home, but they changed their minds on the spur of the moment. Because he was afraid that Johnson would fight the idea of the mutant virus strain and his own research number, he decided to simply rush back overnight to destroy what could be destroyed and take away what should be taken away, so he handed over the car keys to his wife and took a taxi to the research center, however, the moment he got into the taxi, a roar resounded in the air, and in the direction where he had parked in front of him, a pillar of fire suddenly rushed up, and the ground was shaken, almost overturning the taxi he was sitting in. He rushed out of the car like crazy, but saw that the place that should have been a parking lot had turned into a sea of fire in the night, and he tried to rush to save his wife and daughter, but was dragged by a man.

"Let's go, let's go!" Jessica's face abruptly appeared in front of him, followed by a gunshot.

Fang Liwen was stunned, he felt a warm liquid under his palm, and Jessica threw him to the ground at the moment of the gunshot, blocking a shot for him.

"Hurry up, Adam, they want to get rid of you......! I can't help you much......" Jessica said guiltily, her always energetic face was full of death at this time, and she shoved a bag into Fang Liwen's hand, "This is ...... Your Stuff...... I'm sorry I shouldn't have let you ...... tonight Come...... Watch the drama here...... I didn't ...... Thinking ......" she said this, and fell to the ground and did not move.

I don't know where the courage came from, Fang Liwen jumped up quickly in the next moment, rushed into the crowd at a speed he had never imagined before, and evaded the pursuit. After that, he began his fugitive career, from one state to another, until he hired a private detective and bodyguard, and by chance, he finally rushed out of the border of country A and boarded a boat, drifted across the ocean, and came to the land of country C. However, the tracking doesn't end there.

Fang Liwen looked at the cramped window of the rental house, and the street lamp shone in faintly from the window, which could not illuminate this narrow and dark corner at all. Fang Liwen waited, waiting for his bodyguards to bring him back food and the latest news. The chase didn't end there, when the private detective told them last night that they needed to change to a new residence, Fang Liwen knew that they were chasing him again!

Bastard! Fang Liwen gritted his teeth and slammed his fist against the wall, and the thin wall fell off the wall, choking him with a cough. In the past, Fang Liwen was a typical research-oriented talent, not sophisticated, and not aggressive, but being pushed to a critical point finally made him have a bloodthirsty impulse, his gentle and beautiful wife, his lively and lovely daughter, for his research, he lost the two most precious people in his life, and now, those bastards still want his life!

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and Fang Liwen's ears immediately stood up. The footsteps of the comers were soft and cautious, and that was wrong. The residence that the private detective found for Fang Liwen is located in a civilian area where migrant workers live, there are winding alleys, chaotic illegal buildings and a group of people who are always noisy and don't know what quiet is, they are not like those elites in ties and suits in the prosperous cities of country A or country C, they never care about whether their footsteps will disturb others, they are very aggressive, sometimes the lines are irritating, but the kind of fireworks of ordinary people on their bodies is what Fang Liwen and people who have fled to the end of the world crave now-- A quiet life, a noisy family life like ordinary people, this is a luxury that Fang Liwen may never get again in his life.

Fang Liwen stood up quietly, the footsteps slowly approached, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but the person touched back little by little. If the private detective comes back, he will send a signal at the mouth of the alley, so the ...... outside the door Almost at the moment when the footsteps stopped at the door, Fang Liwen quickly rolled out of the back door and ran wildly.

The wind is whistling behind your ears, and the night is not deep, but there is a life-and-death chase between prey and hunter. Fang Liwen relied on his relative familiarity with the terrain, and narrowly escaped from the pursuit several times, and soon, he ran out of this rental housing area, and what appeared in front of him was a narrow road, several passers-by were waiting for the bus at the bus stop, some were sitting and chatting in boredom, and some were frequently looking at their watches. Fang Liwen ran over quickly and hid behind the bus stop. As soon as the car comes, he can jump in the car and go to another place, however, before the other party finds out. Why hasn't the car come yet, why hasn't it ......

The headlights of the car came over, Fang Liwen suddenly perked up, he took off his coat and put it on, lowered his head, and blended into the crowd of people queuing up to get on the bus. Calm and calm, it was dark in the alley, and it was unlikely that the other party would be able to see what he was wearing completely, so now he just got into the car calmly and blended into the crowd. Suddenly, Fang Liwen felt a sharp gaze lock on his back, and almost in the next moment, a cold and hard thing pressed against his lower back.

"Dr. Adam, for the sake of your life, I would appreciate your cooperation. Someone whispered behind his back.

Fang Liwen froze halfway.

"Very well, now, slowly withdraw from the team. ”

Fang Liwen grabbed the door handle of the car tightly, was he brought back like this, was it like this...... Having lost his wife and daughter, and lost his normal life, in the end he still couldn't escape the fate of being controlled for a lifetime, burdened with murder, and could only live a disgraceful life forever? Fang Liwen was unwilling! Suddenly, someone slammed into him, and a middle-aged man scolded and inserted between Fang Liwen and the tracker, and he said: "It's sick, you can't get ...... blocking the car door." The middle-aged man's words were interrupted by the moment his sight fell on the gun in the tracker's hand and fell to the ground. A dense layer of cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead in an instant, his whole face was distorted, his eyes widened, and his mouth was open, but he couldn't make a normal sound.

"Guns, guns!" the man finally shouted at his throat, "Terrorist!"

With a woman's scream, the entire carriage was suddenly in chaos. People jumped up frantically and tried to rush out of the back door, and the middle-aged man seemed to be overfrightened and collapsed on the ground screaming. Fang Liwen took the opportunity to jump on the bus and blend into the crowd. The tracker picked up the exposed gun and tried to catch up with Fang Liwen, but was stopped by a man screaming fiercely. He angrily raised his hand and gave the man a rifle butt, and only then did he remember that he should have waited under the car to block Liwen at this time. However, at this time, Fang Liwen had already followed the crowd out of the back door and ran out desperately.

As soon as the tracker gritted his teeth, he raised his hand and fired a shot. Fang Liwen just stepped on someone's foot and stumbled, so the bullet only hit his shoulder, and he almost fell to the ground, but then he got up again with one hand and burrowed into the open green space on the side.

Behind him is the killer who is in hot pursuit, and in front of him is the shadowy trees and grass, Fang Liwen knows that the chance of his escape this time is very small, maybe tomorrow morning there will be news media reports that his body was found in the grass by the morning exercise residents, but he doesn't know why his body is always moving, lifting legs, running, jumping, and bending. Fang Liwen hadn't eaten for a day, his stomach was so hungry, and his whole body was weak, but his hands and feet seemed to have autonomous consciousness, but his soul seemed to have left his body and floated in the air. He watched himself almost fall several times, got up and continued to run, and saw that he had also been shot in the leg, but he still dragged his leg through the greenery, trying to find a place where there were people and police, but the more he ran, the more remote he became, and he didn't know where he had run.

It was a completely unfamiliar area, there were almost no people on the whole road, only some lights were still on the construction site in the distance, he wanted to run to the construction site, he wanted to call for help, but the bullets forced him to run in the other direction, he turned into an alley, and saw a small doorway, a warm, dim lamp under the lintel, illuminating a small rain doll hanging next to it.

"Help, help!" Fang Liwen finally shouted, but that was just what he thought he was shouting loudly, in fact, his voice was almost inaudible, the gunshot wound took away the blood, but also took away his conscious consciousness, and the overdraft of his body made him fall to the ground in the next moment. It's only less than three meters away from that doorway, and even if you climb it, you have to ......

The tracker approached, the barrel of the black hole poking out, cautiously observing the surroundings. The order from above was that if Fang Liwen could not be brought back, then he would be killed on the spot, but he needed to be careful not to damage the things in his hands.

Fang Liwen was still trying to crawl forward, his hand desperately stretched forward, but his body couldn't move, which made his whole person look twisted and hideous on the ground, similar to a combination of exclamation mark and question mark: "Help...... Save ......"

Seeing that the tracker's bullet was about to be discharged, just then, the closed door in the warm light suddenly opened, and a tall man appeared in the doorway, glancing out. Just for a moment, the tracker felt as if he had been hit by the man's solid gaze, his hand slowed down, and by the time he reacted, the man had picked up Fang Liwen and quickly carried him into the house.

The door closed, and a voice came from the killer's headphones: "This place is sensitive, retreat first." The killer took the line and glanced at the doorway in a furious manner, where the rain doll was swirled by the wind, revealing a pair of large, not-so-cute eyes staring at her.

The body was like being thrown into the sea of ice water and fire at the same time, one moment it was so cold and piercing that almost the bone marrow was frozen, and the other moment it was hot and scorching, as if even the brain marrow was going to be roasted dry, Fang Liwen thought unconsciously, could he have died and come to hell? There were some intermittent voices in his ears, as if there were several people talking, he heard the words "hospital", "I'm coming", "anesthesia", "no problem", and then he felt that something with a cool feeling approached him, it was a kind of "ice water" A completely different coolness, with a subconsciously relaxing feeling, but the next moment, he seemed to be pierced through his body by a primitive spear, and the pain that almost woke him up hit him violently, Fang Liwen only felt that a string in his head that had always been tight was torn off at once, and then he fell into darkness.

I don't know how long it took for Fang Liwen to slowly wake up. His body was so weak that it took him a long time to open his eyes, and a long time to figure out that he was lying in a strange room. There were two bags of glucose infusion hanging next to the bed, slowly dripping down. He stared at the two bags of liquid, thinking weakly, was he caught, was he still alive?

Fang Liwen snorted, as a weak scholar, he had not cried on the way to escape, but at this time he suddenly had the urge to cry, but unfortunately, his body was too weak, and even crying became a temporary impossibility.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", Fang Liwen didn't turn his neck to look, and after a while, a tall man appeared in his field of vision.

"Are you awake?" the man put down the tray.

Fang Liwen suddenly remembered that this seemed to be ...... It seemed to be the last man he saw before he fell unconscious, could he have been taken to the door where the weather doll hung it?

The man saw the ups and downs of his feelings, and said: "You have two gunshot wounds on your body, but you are lucky, neither of them is critical, one of them is only a bruise, and the other bullet embedded in the calf has been taken out for you, but due to your weak constitution, you need to stay in bed for a short period of time to recuperate." ”

Fang Liwen squirmed his lips with difficulty, and made a dry voice: "Bao ...... My bag ......"

The man got up, and after a while there was an inconspicuous brown oxford bag in his hand: "Here, no one has opened it." ”

Fang Liwen moved his body desperately, as if he wanted to take the bag over, the man saw it, bent down and put the bag next to his pillow: "Don't worry, no one will take your things." Sleep a little longer, and I'll come back to see you later. As he spoke, he stood up, changed the ice sticker on Fang Liwen's head, fed him some water, and left.

Who was this man?Why did they save him?Did they call the police?Fry, is the detective he hired still alive?What about the tracker?Will they come here to trouble him and his savior?One question after another was bouncing around in Fang Liwen's mind, like the abominable little molecules who were doing irregular movements, Fang Liwen thought he would be so distraught that he couldn't sleep, but it was only for a while, and he was with him

When he woke up again, Fang Liwen felt that he was much better, and his mind began to function normally, although the wound and some other scars were really painful. The setting sun came in through the window, and he slowly turned his neck to look at the room. The room is small, but it is warmly and comfortably furnished, with a fresh rose flower in a vase, exuding a faint fragrance.

The door was gently pushed open, and an old man appeared in Fang Liwen's field of vision, and when he saw Fang Liwen waking up, the old man showed a kind smile and said, "You are awake." ”

Fang Liwen was stunned for a moment and said, "You...... Hello, here's it?"

"This is the Rose ......," the old man suddenly stopped and said, "No, it's called ...... Well, it's a security company. ”

"Security?" Fang Liwen's eyes lit up suddenly, if it was a security company...... Then he remembered that, unlike country A, many of the security companies in country C seemed to be only engaged in the trading of surveillance equipment, community guards, and other work, and did not provide VIP services, not to mention that he had no money on hand.

As if he saw what Fang Liwen was thinking, the old man walked over, holding a tray in his hand, on which was a bowl of light rice porridge sprinkled with green onions, and said: "You can eat something first, about protecting your personal safety, you can wait until you are a little energetic to talk to our person in charge." ”

Fang Liwen was stunned for a moment and said, "You, you are also engaged in VIP services?"

"Yes. ”

Fang Liwen immediately supported his soft body and said, "I, I have a commission, I want to trouble you now!"