With a big stride under his feet, Song Yong kept running hard in the streets and alleys of the midnight in the deep city.

He could clearly feel that the wounds on his body were torn in bursts with every step he took, and there were signs of continued deterioration.

At the same time, he even saw his bright red, still warm blood, sprinkled under his feet one by one with every step he took running.

But none of the above is a reason for him to give up catching up now and stop there.

After putting in great efforts, Song Yong's catch-up was not without effect.

After he chased for more than a minute, the back of the woman running appeared in Song Yong's sight again, which brought more encouragement to his pursuit.

Less than two minutes later, the woman in her flat shoes was less than twenty paces away.

This made Song Yong even more energetic.

It's just that at this moment, the woman in front of him glanced back at him, and then Song Yong clearly saw that at this moment, the dead woman's face was full of ridicule.

At the same time, a few steps in front of her, on the side of the road, the rear lights of a large Mercedes parked flashed.

'Beep~' sounded, which is the performance of the door lock of the big running car after it was opened.

Later, the woman got into the big car, and when the big car burst out with the roar of the engine, Song Yong was only three or five steps away from the butt of the car.

In other words, just one or two seconds away, Song Yong can leave the scourge in front of him.

In the roar of 'ah~', Song Yong, who had bitten his lip, squeezed out the greatest physical strength in his body and struggled to speed up the speed under his feet.

It's a pity that in his desperate pursuit, the big gallop is getting farther and farther in his eyes.

In Song Yong's gradually desperate eyes, the glass of the driver's position was lowered, and from the open window, a middle finger stretched out.

At this moment, Song Yong's angry emotions almost made his whole body burn.

The problem was that even he knew that such anger was meaningless, just as Song Yong gradually slowed down, intending to accept this cruel reality.

Suddenly, a small electric donkey with its headlights on jumped out of an alley.

On the small electric donkey, sitting is a big brother of about 200 pounds, judging from his image of a big neck and a thick head, 80% of his profession may be a cook.

It is estimated that at this point now, he is in a good mood when he is off work, and he is still whistling cheerfully.

Then, when he saw Song Yong who was holding a sword with Xue Liang and a saber all over his body, he trembled all over his body, and suddenly fell to the ground with the car.

And after Song Yong saw the little electric donkey, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Because of the urgency of the situation, it was too late for him to explain the situation in detail when he rushed over.

Suddenly, looking at Song Yong, who rushed over with a knife, the eldest brother's mouth let out a sound of ghost crying wolf, and the pants moistened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After picking up the little electric donkey from the eldest brother's side, Song Yong only had time to shout this sentence in his mouth:

"Big brother, borrow your car for use, and come to the Red Sun Sichuan Restaurant tomorrow to get the car." ”

After hurriedly throwing off such a sentence, Song Yong twisted the handle of the little electric donkey to the bottom and plunged into the deep alley.

After several years of wandering around Sanhe, he is not familiar with any alley here.

To put it mildly, when walking through these cobweb-like alleys, he Song Yong is the king of existence.

The speed of the little electric donkey is indeed much slower than that of the big car, but if you take a small alley and take a shortcut, it seems that it is possible to catch up with the woman.

Anyway, you have to catch up with her.

If you catch up on the road, you will kill her in the car, if you catch up on the side of the road, you will hack her to death on the sidewalk, in short, this mad man* trafficker, don't think about running away today......

A few minutes later, Song Yong, who rushed out of a certain dark alley, rode a small electric donkey.

The sight in front of him suddenly lit up, it was a brightly lit and wide road, and it appeared in front of him.

Coincidentally, the big Mercedes-Benz happened to appear here and happened to drive past Song Yong's eyes.

Song Yong was a little bit close to catching up with the other party, but now he missed it again.

But for Song Yong, it was nothing more than a matter of drilling the alley again, but before drilling the alley, he roared like a beast at the woman in the car:

"Slut, don't you want to kill me? Now your grandfather Song Yong is here, come over if you have the ability. ”

Originally, after thinking that he had successfully got rid of Zhang Wei, in order not to be conspicuous, he had already put the speed to the normal state of the big car.

In Song Yong's abrupt shout, the woman subconsciously stepped on the accelerator again, causing the car to rush out with a roar of the engine.

Not far in front of her was an intersection with a traffic light.

An aunt who is a dishwasher, presumably a night snack shop, is pushing a large garbage can across the street, intending to dispose of the garbage inside after passing by this intersection.

So, I just happened to be hit by a big Mercedes-Benz.

Fortunately, the dishwasher sat on the ground in a panic in the face of the speeding car, and was not hit by the car.

But the large trash can she was pushing was hit by a big car.

How is it that the big car wrapped in a layer of steel plates naturally won a complete victory in this impact.

However, at the moment when the trash can was smashed, a large amount of soup and water in the bucket, plus various garbage such as rotten vegetable leaves, covered the front windshield of the Mercedes-Benz like a heavy rain.

These oily things, where can the wipers clean them?

So there was no suspense, and after driving dozens of meters away, the big Mercedes rushed diagonally onto the sidewalk, and did not stop until it broke a mango tree.

Then, the woman ran out of the car in embarrassment and ran headlong towards a construction site of an unfinished building on the side.

After seeing this, Song Yong didn't know what to do next!

Under his driving, the little electric donkey rushed to the unfinished building, and looking at the figure of the woman fleeing in embarrassment from a distance, his heart was full of indescribable happiness.

Then, the little electric donkey ran out of power.

Song Yong, who had a painful face, could only jump out of the car and run again.

"Run, you can endure it, you just run to the sky. On the top of the twelfth floor of this unfinished building, Song Yong finally caught up with the woman.

Or rather, the woman had no way to escape and had to stop helplessly.

Because of the continuous running and a large amount of blood loss along the way, Song Yong didn't have to look in the mirror, he could know that his current face must be as white as white paper.

Even at this time, he could feel a palpable feeling of dizziness in his head.

But looking at the traffickers in front of him who had no way to escape, he still felt that everything he had paid was so worthwhile.

"Either you jump from here, or wait for someone from the bureau to come and take you away. Song Yong, who was holding a saber, blocked the only way to go downstairs, and gave the woman two choices.

As for the idea of killing the other party before, he didn't have it at all now.

He's not stupid at all! Killing the other party in such a situation is not at all legitimate self-defense, and now that the other party can't escape, why should he put himself in it.

Then, he saw a short troll appear in the other party's hand.

At the same time, the other party didn't know where to go from his body, took out a bank card, and said like this: "There are eight million in this, and the password is six six, let me go, he will be yours." ”

And Song Yong's answer was a mouthful of bloodshot saliva.

Then, in the night wind, he tore the tattered T-shirt on his chest, and roared like a beast: "Shoot, shoot, if you don't shoot, you're a slut; ”

After the sound of 'boom~', the eldest sister fulfilled Song Yong's wish and directly pulled the trigger.

Instinctively, Song Yong squeezed the mental power he had just recovered and let himself enter a magical bullet time.

Under the street lamp that came from a distance, Song Yong was slowed down in time, and he was horrified to see a large piece of iron sand, which shrouded him.

At this moment, how Song Yong hoped that the guy in the other party's hand could be a serious pistol.

Because such a bullet can be easier to dodge, and in this situation, he can only try to protect his head and face with his arms, and quickly crouch down to curl up his body.

In the tingling pain, Song Yong's arms God knows how many iron sand they have hit.

Such a sharp pain also made him get out of the bullet time.

In the next second, Song Yong rushed forward with a knife, slashing off the troll and the hand holding the troll along his wrist.

Finally, when the palm and the troll flew up and fell downstairs.

The sound of 'woo woo woo~' sounded in the distance, representing the most dangerous everything today, which is about to be a complete end.