[578 is the man]

The whole city searched, and ran towards the southern suburbs of City A, and for a while, all the three streets of the black street in Room A were empty.

The personnel are scattered and investigated separately.

Song Qingtian and Zhuang Zhuang sat in a car, and a man named Feihu, the original founding boss of the Flying Tiger Gang, drove them to their destination.

When Feihu went to the Nangong Mountainside Villa in Zaize Boss, he had seen the sassy demeanor of Song Qingtian, a beautiful people's teacher, so he couldn't help but start talking to him as soon as he saw him walking in the same car.

"Hey, beauty, are you really a people's teacher? The current level of teachers is too high, right? How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend? Are there any criteria for choosing a mate? Or, are you interesting to me, are there any beautiful and tall little beauties like you, and I can introduce them to my brother......"

"Brother Flying Tiger!" Because he is the eldest brother, he calls everyone else his younger brother, "Do you know what my teacher's surname is?" ”

"The surname is Song Ah Zhuang Boss", Feihu usually replied, "Before you ordered the brothers to set off just now, you have already introduced it!" ”

"My brother Ze said that she is surnamed Mama, and her surname is Nangong."

"Nangong ...... What you said about Nangong, could it be ......"

"It's the Nangong who can have a lot of guns to play with at home......"

Brother Zhuang reminds with love.

Feihu glanced at Song Qingtian, who had been too lazy to dump himself, his face turned white, and he shut up.

What was he doing?

Looking for death?

The eldest lady of the Nangong family also dares to flirt?

Damn, give him another 10,000 guts, he won't dare to provoke Nangong!

"Dude." patted Feihu's shoulder, and Qingtian comforted, "Don't worry, I won't take what I said to heart just now, but if you delay saving Brother Ozawa because of your words, then ......"

Qingtian smiled slightly-

Buzz!

Full fire!

Brother Feihu stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward!

He swore that he had never driven so fast to escape, and it was even more exaggerated than the speed of the gunfight on the mountainside that day!

So under the threat of Miss Song Qingtian, they finally arrived in the eastern suburbs in the shortest possible time.

There are many abandoned chemical factories here, and each of them could be used as a hostage-taking site.

After dividing the labor of the people, Song Qingtian took a pair of hands and walked in one direction; Flying Tiger and Zhuang Zhuang walked in one direction, because, the snacks are all on Flying Tiger.

Qingtian moved quickly, and just after walking a few steps, he found a broken red motorcycle in the grass in the distance, which was Ah Zi's car.

"It's in that direction."

She commanded the crowd forward, and when she picked up the phone, she was about to notify the flying tiger to bring Zhuang Zhuang over-

As soon as she took out her mobile phone, she heard a thud and a shock in her ears.

Quickly to the side of the body and throw away the right hand.

When I looked down, I realized that the mobile phone I was holding in my hand had been shot into scrap with a bullet.

Thanks to her quick reaction, she dodged the next attack at the first time.

Then, there was a scream from the front.

Song Qingtian looked at it fixedly, and saw that several of his subordinates had been hit by the ambush bullets, and they fell to the ground to hide with their legs and feet.

She picked up another gun on the side of her right leg, and was about to come to the rescue.

Smack-

A black shadow flew from above, swept directly in front of her eyes, punched her, and attacked.

Qingtian retreated backwards, ducked on the side of his waist, and raised his elbows to block the first time when the terrifying fist wind of the black shadow hit.

But it was still not able to resist its strength, and the big one who was hit retreated more than three steps.

Steady, steady, she looked up.

A silver mask reflected on the face—

The man's eyes, like a bright blunt object, slammed into her heart.

Thrilling, thrilling, but because of the dullness, the throbbing in the wild is clear, but it does not hurt at all.

It was the man who attacked Ozawa that day.

These eyes......

These eyes.

Although it was the second time they met, Song Qingtian couldn't help but be stunned......

Why does she think these eyes are so familiar, so familiar......

"Stop."

The man suddenly spoke, and said only one word to her, "Stop,"

"Who are you?" Qingtian frowned, "Why are you blocking me, you are a black terrorist?" ”

"Before that, there is only death", the man's words are very simple and short, but they are powerful and clear, enough to express what he wants to express.

Qingtian naturally didn't appreciate it, took out the sharp blade pinned to the boots, drank softly, and stabbed at the tall man's figure.

The man's eyes did not move, and he took the move.

His moves can't see the faction, can't see the difference, and can see whether it's sanda or boxing, only feel that the moves are neat, the style is favorable, and he only attacks a few steps on a sunny day, and he feels that he can't deal with it, and he pants slightly.

And the strange thing is that although this man shot at her, he blocked every move, and did not attack her at all......

Song Qingtian twisted his eyebrows, looked at the man and said suspiciously, "Just block and don't attack, what do you mean?" Look down on me as a woman? ”

"Stop." The man still said this sentence, "Before that, there is only death." ”

Song Qingtian instantly understood.

The task and purpose of this man here is to block the people who are going forward on this road, and this kind of blocking is also very simple and clearer to show that Mu Yan and Xiao Ze are in the chemical factory warehouse at the end of the rear.

"What if, I want to go in?" Qingtian's eyes were cold, and he took out a weapon similar to a short stick from his arms, and between his eyebrows, there was a sense of force.

The man looked at her eyes, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't move.

But when the words fell, like a wind, with a fierce posture, he lifted the weapon that was full of mechanisms, and rushed over.

In this battle, she fought vividly and thoroughly.

I changed all my postures and tricks, but I didn't get the upper hand.

Of course, she didn't suffer.

Because men are consistent, they are passive from beginning to end.

As soon as Qingtian gritted his teeth, he raised his hand and pressed the mechanism, driving the fierce wind to hit him, and the short stick stabbed closely, instantly becoming an arrow, and countless small short arrows shot out from the inside-

The man stepped back and hid.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the short arrows spit out by the mechanism had more letters with the thickness of needles and threads, and they spontaneously combusted in an instant, and exploded collectively with a bang, spewing out a stream of gas.

Looking down again, half of his silver mask was invisibly pierced by the dark arrow, slipped off half of it, and fell dangerously.

The moment the mask fell—

A hideous scar on the half of the man's face leaked out in front of her eyes without concealment.

Qingtian looked up, the movement of her hand suddenly stopped, and when she met his eyes and the scar, she was shocked, as if she remembered something, and as if she remembered some bad memory, her thin lips were pale and trembled violently and pale......

It's him......

It's him, it's the man!