Qiao Sen was frightened, and after being pushed down by Yan Murong, he rolled behind a pillar in the hall of the police station, his body curled up in a ball, holding his head and trembling.

How so? How did it become like this? Obviously it wasn't arranged that way.

The condition he reached with Miller was that they would be released, and he used the official channel to drive Yan Murong back to Huaxia, but why didn't things go according to the script they set? What went wrong?

According to the basic discussion he discussed with Miller, it should be that Sally had a heart attack, was treated by Yan Murong, and then died on the way to the hospital - of course, this death was a fake death, just using a drug to make Sally temporarily lose all signs of life, and then, Yan Murong was arrested, and he brought a lawyer to bail Yan Murong and inform Yan Murong of Sally's identity, but the identity of Sally in his mouth was just made up casually.

It's all done well in the front, but why is it like this in the back?

When he came to the police station, Yan Murong had already walked out, which made him a little surprised, but before he could figure out why Yan Murong came out, he was pushed away by the other party and his rough hands, and his buttocks hurt from falling, and before he could question, the gunshots rang out.

These big men in black suits all held micro rushes in their hands, and the bullets swept over densely, and the door and glass were suddenly shattered.

Yan Murong pulled Li Jie to hide behind a pillar, the wall on his body and head was covered with white flowers from the bullets, and after glancing at the safe passage not far from them, Yan Murong patted Li Jie, who was lying on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Can you get out over there? Hey, if you're scared, you'll be scared later, tell me if you can get out there. Yan Murong pulled Li Jie up and asked loudly.

The gunshots were still ringing, and the hall was in shambles, some of the unlucky ones were swept by bullets and died on the spot, and the lucky ones were lying on the ground, looking for cover.

In addition to the policemen in the hall, they are all equipped with guns, but they are all pistols, which are really not worth mentioning compared to the ferocious firepower of the other party, and no one has a hot head and jumps out to play his single heroism.

"Yes, yes." Li Jie settled down and said affirmatively.

"Follow me." Yan Murong said in a low voice, then bent his waist, pulled Li Jie up, and quickly rushed towards the safe passage, as soon as the person entered, a few bullets hit the iron door of the safe passage, which made Yan Murong break out in a cold sweat.

It seems that he will have to get a gun to defend himself in the future, Yan Murong thought to himself.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how fierce the kitchen knife is, it can't hold up the bullets.

The era of cold weapons has long passed, and the model of one person and one sword walking the rivers and lakes is not suitable for this era at all.

Following the safe passage, the two ran out the back door.

This is the back alley of the police station, just a dilapidated alley, except for a few garbage bins, there is no other cover, here, the gunfire at the front door is still harsh, but this also proves that the bullets were just accidental, and the gunman in front did not notice that the two had run from behind.

"Let's go." Yan Murong quickly glanced around, the back was blocked by the wall, and he could only rush out from the direction of the main entrance, and now, he could only rush out to grab the car and escape while the gunman hadn't found them yet.

Yan Murong's sword is useless now, but it is comforting that Li Jie still has a gun in his hand.

The two ran out of the alley quickly, just right, a silver-white Chevrolet car stopped next to the two, and a man with a briefcase got out of the car, and when he was about to close the car door, Yan Murong snatched the car key in his hand, got into the car, started the car quickly, and rushed into the lane crookedly.

The entrance of the alley was still some distance from the main entrance of the police station, but as soon as Yan Murong's car rushed out, it immediately aroused the gunman's idea. When they saw that it was Yan Murong who was driving, they immediately gave up shooting at the police station, got into the car one after another, turned around and chased-

At this time, the hall of the police station was in tatters, full of bullet holes from bullets, the door had been deformed, and the glass had been shattered into slag.

"How so? How did it come to this? Qiao Sen's face turned pale, and his mouth kept muttering.

Hearing that the gunfire stopped, he cautiously poked his head out from behind the pillar, and found that there was no danger, so he sat on the ground and leaned against the pillar and gasped for breath.

After calming down, he took out the phone from his pocket, his hands trembled so badly that he couldn't press the number several times, forcing himself to calm down, and then he pressed the number.

The phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Miller, what the hell are you doing, didn't we say okay?" Jossen questioned loudly, almost growling. "Why are there so many gunslingers? Also, who is that Sally? ”

"We did say yes." Miller's voice came over the phone.

"Then why are there so many gunmen? Who are they? Qiao Sen asked loudly, looking at the mess all over the ground, and his heart palpitated. If Yan Murong hadn't pushed him to the ground, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had a chance to call and question at this time.

"Don't you know?" Miller laughed. "I remember telling you a long time ago that she was the daughter of the boss of the Black Hawk Gang, and you forgot?"

"What?" Qiao Sen was startled, suddenly thought of something, and asked in a trembling voice. "That, then she-"

"Dead." Miller said. "Isn't that what we arranged? Oh, by the way, it's still in your house, and now it seems that we have a great time working together. ”

"You-" Qiao Sen's pupils shrank suddenly. "You mean, she's really dead?"

"I thought you knew a lot about our plans." Miller said. "Looks like you still don't fully understand."

"No, that's not our plan, it's your plan - you forced me." Jossen pleaded out. He was not stupid, and when he heard Miller emphasize the word "we" many times, he knew that he was being dragged into the water by him.

"I'm forcing you? Ha ha. Miller laughed. Mr. Johnson, I don't think I pushed you, did I? I just said to work with you, and you said yes - we had a great time working together, but the only fly in the ointment was that we couldn't kill him, alas, what a pity. ”

"Crazy, you're such a madman." Josson's voice began to tremble. "I'm quitting, I'm not going to work with you anymore."

"You're quitting?"

"Yes, I'm quitting, none of this has anything to do with me." Qiao Sen said firmly.

"It's hard for me." Miller's voice was a little embarrassed. "You're out, where do I go to find a scapegoat?"

"What-"

Josson didn't finish his words, because he didn't have a chance to speak again, and a bullet had already passed through the center of his brow, leaving a black blood hole.