Hasteen Street, Vancouver.

I was wearing the same suit that Captain Wick had given me, which was a cotton coat, deep sè. It's a little oversized, but my hands are in my pockets, so it's not too conspicuous, and the backpack behind me is very casual.

Outwardly, I was no different from most people on the street. I came all the way to see the two jǐngcha, but I just swaggered over, their eyes just swept around me, and they didn't stop at me for even a second.

I knew I was not far from success.

The van only dropped me off at a fishing company intersection in the city of Vancouver, I asked the driver for directions to Hastings Street, and I walked for almost an hour and a half to finally arrive.

I didn't take a taxi because I didn't speak English and I was afraid of revealing my stuffing. In North America, whether it is the United States or Canada, the legal awareness of the people is much stronger than in our country, and once people have any questions, they will call and report it as soon as possible!

And I, after walking for nearly two hours, looked at the signs on Hastingin Street and finally smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's ridiculous to say, I don't even recognize the word "Hasting", which I figured out purely by half-guessing.

B1, One Hundred and Seven Hasding Street, Vancouver.

This is the address that the fat man gave me before leaving!

In fact, on the way here just now, it was also the number left by the fat man. I made a call in a phone booth on the side of the road, but unfortunately the phone rang for a long time and no one answered. I had to find it all the way myself. Looks like I'm lucky.

I checked the address, and that's right.

In front of me is a car wash, a small two-story building, the whole street is similar in style, and the road surface is not wide. There are few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets.

I doubt that a car wash can be good in such a location.

The door of the car wash is wide open. I stood in the doorway and shouted, but no one answered me. There wasn't even a single clerk in there.

There were two cars in the dealership, and an electric car wash assembly equipment was running and roaring.

I tightened my backpack a little, then walked in and shouted again, "Anyone?" ”

No one answered me except the sound of the car wash equipment.

I saw a few water hydrants in the corner, all of them were some car washing equipment and tools. But there wasn't a single clerk working, which made me wonder a little.

Walking inside, there is a staircase leading upstairs. I stood downstairs and shouted. Then he hesitated for a moment and walked upstairs.

As soon as I reached the turn of the stairs, suddenly there was a strong music from above.

It was as if someone had turned on the stereo all of a sudden, and I was startled by the powerful music.

Upstairs was a long hallway with several rooms with doors all open. But there was no one. As soon as I went up the stairs, I was halfway out of my head when I heard a "boom" in my ears!

There have been so many experiences in the past few days that I immediately recognized that it was a gunshot!

I quickly shrank my head and threw myself down, and then I heard the sound of wood cracking, and the railing on the side of the staircase was shattered by a shot, and wood chips flew everywhere. Some splashed on the face and neck.

I threw myself on the ground and couldn't help but curse, "cāo! ”

Next, it's like a shootout movie I've seen. I was lying on the ground, and I saw several people rushing out of the handroom next to the happy two at the same time, and under the cover of the corridors on both sides, several people in different clothes held pistols and rushed towards the corridor at the same time...... That is, there was a violent shè blow on the left side of me.

When I lay on the ground, I heard bullets whistling in my ears, gunshots like rain, and ping-pong for a while, so dense that it was like fried beans! The sound of glass breaking, the sound of wood breaking, one after another.

Finally, after a violent shè blow, the calm was restored for a short time, and the entire second floor was still reverberating with the strong and energetic music!

I was stunned, completely blinded!

I came to the address provided by the fat man, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when I came up!

It was as if I had suddenly entered a battlefield. There are people on the left side talking to each other, and the funny thing is that my position happens to be right in the middle of the two sides!

From where I was lying on my stomach, I could see three or four people hiding behind the door of the room on my right, and there seemed to be only one person on my left...... I can see it from the bombardment of bullets.

There was silence on both sides for a while, and I heard the people scolding loudly, and they didn't speak English! Not Chinese either!

However, I immediately judged from the figures of these men, their skin, and my previous encounter at sea, that they spoke Vietnamese!

On the other side, a Cang Lao's voice immediately shouted, "I'm the mother of all of you!" The Vietnamese can't die well, if you want Lao Tzu's life, come and get it! ”

The voice is very strong, full of mid-term, and it speaks Chinese.

I immediately judged that this guy was probably the person the fat man asked me to find!

Actually, I don't need to judge too much.

I met two gangs of people fighting, and I was caught in the middle, Vietnamese on one side and Chinese on the other, and fools know who I should help!

After scolding for a while, suddenly I heard a Vietnamese shouting a few times, and then tried to stay outside and lean out, which immediately attracted the shè attack of the Chinese, and the two sides fired again for a while. But the gunfire on the Chinese side gradually thinned out.

I'm afraid he's running out of bullets!

This thought crossed my mind.

Sure enough, the Vietnamese seemed to be aware of this, and one of them had the audacity to lean out and rush forward. In the opposite room, the Chinese cursed: "Vietnamese devils!" ”

I was lying on the floor, and when I came upstairs, the Vietnamese must have seen me, but then after a they did, I didn't get up, and they probably thought I was dead, and the Vietnamese tentatively approached the inner room, passing by me. I suddenly bounced up from the ground, twisted him, and rolled together in my arms, I had no weapon in my hand, so I could only grab a piece of broken wood that I had just picked up on the ground, and stick the pointed end into the base of the Vietnamese thigh!

He screamed, and my arms, which had been scuffling with me, immediately went limp, and I saw that the two Vietnamese men behind me had raised their guns at me in surprise, and quickly grabbed them and rolled in, and the two of them threw themselves into a room together. I heard a thump thump in the back of my head......

I rolled out, and immediately there were several craters on the ground.

Actually, I was lucky, this building seems to be a wooden building, and the bullets will not bounce inside the wood, otherwise, just ricocheting can kill me!

The Vietnamese man hugged the base of his thigh and screamed. Blood was pouring all over the ground, and I wasn't sure where the pointed piece of wood had gotten into him, maybe it was his lifeline or maybe it was just his thigh, so I let go of him, but picked up his gun and dodged behind the corner.

Vietnamese people roll on the ground. From my call, facing him, another Vietnamese wanted to come and save his companion on the ground. I immediately fired two shots to push him back.

My two shots were crooked...... No way, I haven't shot a gun much, where can I use a gun when I mix in China! But that was enough to intimidate them from coming up. The Vietnamese on the ground were bleeding more and more, and I hesitated, but still did not shoot him. At this time, the Chinese on the other end shouted: "Which brother is coming?" these Vietnamese devils! Do you have a tumor? ”

I gasped, I didn't understand what he was saying, something like a "tumor". I don't understand. I was just about to speak when I heard a few gunshots outside.

The situation was that I was still sandwiched between two sides, on either side of the hallway, and they each occupied a room, and I was in the middle room. I really wanted to go out and fight that Chinese round, but unfortunately I couldn't go out, and as soon as I went out, I would be beaten into honeycomb coal.

Took a breath. I shouted, "What tumor? I'm not ......."

Bang bang a few gunshots drowned out my voice.

The Chinese inside scolded: "Mother, don't you understand me?" I'm not going to be an SB boy, am I! ”

It was getting messy, I couldn't understand what this guy was saying, so I took advantage of the gunshots outside to look at the furnishings in this room.

The room was empty, and it was obvious that it was an office, with only a desk and a cabinet, and nothing else.

But I glanced at the window in front of me, and my heart moved, and I ran quickly and pushed it open.

I took a breath, dodged to the door, fired a few more shots at the outside, and then jumped to the window, stretched out my legs, and stepped out.

Outside, there's the street below, but luckily there's a window edge underneath the window. I grabbed the protrusion on the wall and moved to the other side as fast as I could.

I judged that moving a few meters from the back of my window was the room where the Chinese was!

The height above the ground is not too high, only about three meters.

While I was crawling fast, I wondered in my heart, why did that Chinese escape? If he is willing to jump out of the window, he is only three meters away from the ground, and it is easy to jump and escape.

Finally, I reached the window, smashed the glass with my fist, and yelled, "Don't shoot, my own people!" ”

I slammed my head through the window and went in, a bone rolled on the ground, and before I could get up, I felt a chill on my neck!

I felt the cold blade against my neck, holding the hilt of the knife in one hand, very steady, and then a voice said coldly: "What own people?" Who are you? ”

It's the voice of that Chinese!

I took a breath, then took the initiative to hand the gun in my hand backwards.

He immediately let go of the knife, took my gun, and slammed it a few times outside.

I rolled over, got up, and finally saw the man clearly.

He was about fifty years old, very thin, with a sideways face to me, long hair, a very convex facial contour, and a standard Chinese face shape......

I finally knew why he didn't jump out of the window to escape!

He's doing it! Underneath the ass, is a wheelchair!

The man fired two shots outside, then turned around and pointed a gun at me: "Who are you?" I haven't seen you! ”

I looked at the muzzle of the gun, took a deep breath, looked him in the eye, and then said slowly:

"Sword Mountain and Sea of Fire!"