Chapter Twenty-Six: The Horror of the Angry Sea

At this moment, I even had such a plan, I directly hit the murderer and beat the murderer to death. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I rushed forward "actively", but I didn't expect the murderer to ignore my stubble at all, he hehey twice, turned around, and disappeared around the corner.

I took out a posture of chasing, and my beard was half a beat slower than me, and I thought about it, too, his body has not recovered yet.

When I got around the corner, I looked up. Good fellow, the murderer was so fast that he had already fled under the courtyard wall, and climbed up with both hands and feet.

I had to admire his agility, especially after climbing to the top of the wall, he raised my middle finger defiantly and dodged again, jumping outside.

I rushed, but my mind was calm. I came to the courtyard wall and didn't immediately climb up.

I'm worried that the murderer is secretly hiding outside, so as soon as I show up, he will attack him. And then I'm crawling on the wall, like a live target.

I also played a trick and took off my coat. I deliberately drank it, and at first glance, it sounded like I was climbing over the wall, but in fact, I threw my coat out with a force on my hand.

At the moment when I took off my coat, I deliberately got up half a meter on my back legs and tried my best to get up.

During the climb of the wall, my whole heart was swishing, but the situation was more optimistic than I thought. I sat on the wall unharmed.

I quickly searched for the murderer again, and after a while, he ran to BYD again.

He crossed his waist and looked me squarely. Then he looked at BYD's tires, felt in his pocket, and took out a switchblade.

I immediately understood his intentions. I secretly called myself bad, and I also shouted hard, "You are a king and a calf, there is a kind of single-handedness!" ”

When I shouted this, it was also a delaying tactic, hoping that the murderer would be provoked and not puncture the tire.

But the murderer didn't pay attention to me at all, and he clearly used all his strength in his hands, aimed at the rear wheel, and poked the switchblade hard.

My whole heart sank, and I even waited for the sound of a flat tire to come.

But an accident happened, and the switchblade couldn't poke it at all. The murderer was anxious and finally tilted his body, but it still had no effect.

I guess this BYD tire is not ordinary, it is likely that what materials are added, can be anti-wear and puncture-proof, and so on.

I stopped sitting on the courtyard wall and jumped to the ground outside the courtyard.

With a thud, I landed and ran forward for another meter or two, which allowed me to stabilize myself quickly.

I stared at the murderer. The murderer made a strange move, first looking at me and scratching his head, then he stood up angrily and smashed the glass of BYD's car with the handle of a switchblade.

It's a switchblade, not a hammer, and it's not very powerful, and the glass doesn't break.

The murderer left BYD and ran to Santana again. I knew he wanted to run away, but he just gave me the feeling that he was clearly not afraid of the two of us.

I said in my heart that since he is not afraid, why should he run away?

Of course, I don't have time to think about such bits and pieces. I chased after me.

The murderer's Santana, after colliding with BYD before, had some small problems. Besides, this time, after the murderer set the car on fire, he tried to step on the accelerator to escape, but the engine was humming, and Santana's speed was not much up, and it was estimated that it was only thirty miles.

If I keep sprinting fast, there's a good chance I'll catch up with it. But in this case, I also spent a lot of physical energy.

I hesitated, slowed down, and finally stood still.

Santana, like a cerebral thrombosis patient, took out a trembling posture and walked forward.

I looked back, and at this time, the beard had just climbed up to the wall, and he was in full view of this scene.

The beard was anxious and shouted to me, "Take me and chase him in the car." ”

Without waiting for me to answer anything, the beard wanted to jump off the wall, but he was in a hurry, and his body shook and he actually fell directly from the wall.

The wall of this courtyard has to be more than two meters high, and I have finished saying it in my heart, and I can't fall out of my beard like this?

But the beard was much more solid than I expected. After his face rushed down and fell to the ground, he let out a wow, grinned again, and spit on.

With how intoxicated and selfless he vomits, I'm sure he's fine.

I didn't delay, and hurried to BYD. I quickly reversed the car again and asked BYD to retreat next to his beard.

The beard rose from the ground and staggered all the way to the co-pilot.

Santana didn't go far at this point. I let the beard sit down, and I gave BYD a crazy speed.

I especially want to complain, because the murderer's luck is too good, and after he found out that BYD caught up, he hurriedly stepped on the accelerator. The front hood of the broken Santana was like a fairyland, and a thick white smoke rose from it. But it was the murderer's mistake that Santana's engine suddenly got better again, especially the noise.

With the engine running, Santana's speed increased considerably. The murderer took out an escaping posture and ran wildly in front of us.

I wasn't careless, and I chased after it as much as I could. In addition, I said to the beard, "Don't be idle, call for help." ”

His beard was rubbing his whole body, trying to speed up his blood circulation. When he heard me say this, he immediately answered and pulled out his phone.

But I don't understand what Hu Zi thinks, he didn't call 110, but called Xiaowei.

After connecting, the beard stammered slightly, "Wei, Wei, hurry up and call the police to come and arrest someone!" ”

Xiao Wei didn't understand. Beard tried to add a few more words, but he was like a teapot boiling dumplings, and he couldn't speak.

I was in a hurry, but I didn't blame the beard, because he was in good shape.

I grabbed the phone and said, "My beard and I have found the murderer and are chasing, but the other party is a difficult bone to gnaw, you contact other colleagues, check the data of the trackers on our feet, find support as soon as possible, and it is best to get all the police officers on duty." ”

Xiaowei was still a little confused, and asked more, "What's going on?" I really didn't want to say more, so I emphasized it again and asked her to do what I said quickly.

I hung up the phone, drove the BYD, and talked to the murderer for another quarter of an hour.

The murderer finally took the two of us and rushed to the beach together. The sea of Harbin is quite distinctive, some places are very gentle beaches, which is also a summer resort for many people, while some places are very dangerous, not exaggerated, it is simply a cliff.

The murderer's purpose is obvious, he is running to the cliff. Eventually, we came to a place called Cape Tianya.

It was five meters above the sea, and the murderer stopped Santana at random, got out of the car, ran to an open space, and stood with his legs crossed and his chest crossed.

Beard and I chased after Santana a little slower and a half-beat. We stared at the murderer not far away.

Beard suggested to me, "Crash and knock Santana into the sea first, so that the murderer has no car, see how he can escape?" ”

I agree with Beard's words, but I also disagree. I thought to myself that I was going to knock Santana into the sea, and in the end, wouldn't the police have to find a way to get it up?

I have a compromise attitude. I slammed on the gas pedal and let BYD hit Santana, and then it pushed Santana and leaned a little bit towards the edge of the cliff.

But when Santana's front wheels hit the edge of the cliff, I braked again.

Santana is now in an awkward position, with a cliff in front and BYD on top of it in the back. I said in my heart that even if the murderer is a professional racing driver, if he wants to drive Santana to escape after a while, as long as BYD doesn't leave, he will never be able to do it.

I turned off the BYD, pulled out the car keys, and deliberately put them in my pocket.

I beckoned the beard to get out of the car. With such a short pause, his body was almost recovered.

We both walked towards the murderer, each holding a telescopic stick. Hu Zi first raised the stick, pointed at the murderer and said, "Coercion, don't stand still, grandpa asked you to make a move, you can do it first." ”

I took advantage of the time to look at the murderer's whole body, wondering where I would attack the other party first when the fight broke out for a while.

The murderer is a pair of two, obviously at a disadvantage, but he is not in a hurry at all, and he laughs in a panic, hehe. He also reached for his lower back.

Neither I nor Beard expected that under the cover of Death's clothes, there would be a guy on his waist.

When he took it out, at first glance I thought it was a little baseball bat. But the murderer fiddled with it again and pulled off the "shell" of the "baseball bat".

Now it was obvious that it was a sledgehammer full of nails.

I thought back to what had happened before, and I thought that the scientific name of this weapon should be a mace. And by the moonlight, I could feel that the nails on the hammer were cold.

The beard was a little dumbfounded, and reminded me, "Be careful, this thing doesn't look easy to mess with." ”

I squinted. The murderer became flamboyant, and while wielding the mace, he freed his other hand and gestured to the two of us, which means, you guys go together.

The beard muttered, "Cooperate!" I had a close relationship with him, and I added, "I'm ahead of you." ”

The two of us held up the telescopic stick and leaned towards the murderer little by little. When he was only two meters away from him, the beard took the lead in roaring, and with a telescopic stick, he attacked first.

Beard made up his mind not to give the other party a chance to rest, so he attacked super fast, and the telescopic stick was like a bolt of lightning, and he could occasionally see phantoms.

The killer was in a hurry, but he quickly got used to it, and he was forced by the beard so much that he didn't care about picking up the mace.

This murderer has a great advantage, that is, he has a lot of strength. This mace, to say the least, has twenty or thirty pounds, but in the eyes of the murderer, it is undoubtedly a toy.

Soon, the mace and the telescopic stick smashed together. At that moment, a spark burst out from the two weapons, and the beard snorted even more, which showed that he had not taken advantage.

I didn't have time to pay attention to this, so I took out a feint posture and slowly circled to the murderer's side.

As long as I give me some time, I believe that once I get behind the murderer, it will be the moment when my brother and I turn defeat into victory.

But the beard tried his best, but he couldn't hold it anymore. Again, with the murderer's hey, Beard is in big trouble...... (To be continued.) )