Sure enough, in the empty and dark alley, there was a soft and slow sound of footsteps.

This rhythm of footsteps is not like a passerby, but more like a walker, leisurely and relaxed.

Zhou Biyang's heart tightened, his right shoulder moved slightly, and the gun in his hand was clutched tightly.

Obviously feeling Zhou Biyang's nervousness, Xiang Tianliang touched Zhou Biyang's right shoulder with his left shoulder to relieve his nervousness.

In fact, Xiang Tianliang himself was also very nervous, and it was the feeling of suffocation due to fear.

It's just that he can pretend, he can suppress his emotions, and he can suppress his fear in a certain area of his heart without letting it spread.

At the same time, Xiang Tianliang let his stretched legs quickly retract, turning into a state of bending and hugging his knees, because he was relaxing just now, and now he kept himself in a ready posture.

There was no wind in the alley, only silence and cold, and breathless tension.

The footsteps were soft, slow, and softer, slower.

However, Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang both felt it, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer to them.

It's the sound of a person's footsteps.

He is walking carefully, not in a hurry, calm and leisurely.

It didn't matter, most of his attention was on the Buick, and he was slowly approaching it, pretending to be careless.

The Buick sedan does not have a license plate on it.

Although Binhai is a poor county, there are still people who got rich first, and there are at least two or three thousand private cars in the county, and there are nearly 1,000 Buick cars alone, and the management of private cars is still in its infancy, and it is a time-consuming and laborious thing to check a Buick sedan without a license plate.

Xiang Tianliang's left hand reached out to the bag placed between Zhou Biyang's legs, which was Xiang Tianliang's bag, and the bag contained a lot of Xiang Tianliang's treasures.

What came out were two night vision devices, Zhou Biyang smiled heartily, of course, the laughter was silent, just a grin.

Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang quietly put on night vision devices.

Suddenly, the darkness became transparent, and through infrared night vision devices, objects in the darkness could be captured, and although they could not see the faces of people clearly, they could at least see the posture and movements, as well as the intention of the movements.

Unfortunately, there are pros and cons to everything.

This kind of bargain found in the stall market, like the dust goggles used in the desert, so that the pig's vision is strengthened, but the field of vision is limited, up and down, left and right, at most can only be extended 25 degrees, so it is generally only used for observation, and connoisseurs rarely wear this kind of play when they are really fighting.

Wearing the night vision device, Zhou Biyang suddenly perked up and felt a lot more at ease.

He had to admire Xiang Tianliang, in addition to not being nervous, but also the choice of terrain.

The place where Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang sttt is the intersection of two alleys, and it can be said that there are roads on all sides.

This certainly gives the opponent four directions of attack, but it also has four ways to survive.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

A person who is on the line of life and death can only be called a master if he sets a way for himself in advance.

What's more, here and here, there is still a fifth way for Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang to live.

Where two people sit is a one-meter-long bluestone slab, and underneath the bluestone slab is an indispensable drainage ditch in the alley.

Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang squatted on the bluestone slab, on both sides of the two of them were open drainage ditches, as long as their buttocks were lifted lightly in an emergency, they could hide in the drainage ditch if they turned over.

In the winter gutters, there is always not much water.

For thin people like Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang, this kind of drainage ditch is simply tailor-made for them, and it can be called the best way to escape for their lives.

This is also the reason why Zhou Biyang's confidence has doubled.

At this point, the footsteps stopped.

Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang looked up at the same time.

It was a figure, standing next to the Buick sedan.

He's looking at the Buick sedan, no, he's listening to the movement.

His left hand slowly rested on the bonnet.

He tested the lid for heat.

Smart, if the hood is hot, then it is almost certain that the owner of the sedan is nearby as soon as the sedan arrives.

However, this is winter, there is no long-term car, a little heat, long swallowed by the cold.

The man withdrew his left hand and stood motionless for a few seconds, and then, he walked around the car slowly, during which his left hand touched the license plate in front of the car and behind the car, of course, he did not "see" the license plate.

He kept his left hand "working", while his right hand, always bent and inserted into his chest.

Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang came to a judgment almost at the same time.

This person is not Hong Haijun, nor is he a mysterious person.

Because his height is definitely not more than 1.70 meters, which is far from the mysterious person of the "legend", and does not meet the standard man figure of Hong Haijun.

He was stout, dressed in winter clothes, and looked like a fat man.

It's the old wolf.

Zhou Biyang's right hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Xiang Tianliang felt it.

He stretched out his left hand, raised it in Zhou Biyang's field of vision, and then took it back.

Zhou Biyang "read" and understood.

When the left hand towards dawn is stretched out, the three fingers are closed, the index finger is straight, and the middle finger is bent.

This is to say that there are two people on the other side, except for one standing next to the Buick sedan, and there is another in secret.

Zhou Biyang understands very well that he is not a rookie, although he has not been vigorous and full of anger like Xiang Tianliang and Shao Sanhe, but he has also experienced gunfights and life and death.

At this time, the most haode action is not to move anything.

Static braking.

Xiang Tianliang's judgment was right.

Because the man standing next to the Buick sedan glanced back behind him.

He was sending a message to his companions.

Then, suddenly, he sprang into action.

I saw that this person was like a civet cat, bending over and lying on the front cover of the car, his hands were extremely light, and the moment he touched the car cover, he didn't make a sound.

He was scouting in "fire", testing the surrounding movements.

However, he was very smart and never dared to leave the Buick sedan, because at this time, the sedan was his most haode barrier.

Xiang Tianliang was moving, silently, and he had a gun in his hand, I don't know when.

The alley is very quiet, as quiet as death.

The cold bluestone slab was transmitting a chill to Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang, which just stimulated their nerves and kept them calm as they should be.

The two men even "stopped" breathing.

If you breathe at this time, the hot air coming out of your mouth will become a fatal target.

The man next to the Buick sedan was lying motionless on the hood, as if solidified into a part of the sedan.

His body was condensed.

It's him listening, he's watching.

Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang were unmoved.

It's a silent contest.

Xiang Tianliang counted in his heart.

Thirty seconds, forty seconds, fifty seconds, fifty-five seconds, fifty-eight seconds, fifty-nine seconds, sixty seconds......

This man is too patient.

Cold sweat broke out, and it had already soaked Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang's underwear.

Finally, he moved, straightened up, got out of the car, and turned around and walked towards the mouth of the alley.

Zhou Biyang let out a long sigh of relief.

However, Xiang Tianliang remained motionless.

The footsteps of the man leaving were gone.

At this time, Xiang Tianliang's left hand suddenly pressed on Zhou Biyang's right thigh and pinched it hard.

Zhou Biyang suddenly understood.

He quickly held his breath, because his mouth was spitting hot air out.

Like Xiang Tianliang, Zhou Biyang calmed down and let his body solidify again.

At this moment, a figure floated in from the mouth of the alley like a kite.

The figure was as fast as a ghost, as light as a swallow, silent, clinging to the wall, and in the blink of an eye, it floated to the side of the Buick sedan.

Zhou Biyang saw it clearly, it was still the same person just now, short and strong.

A good move to "return to the horse gun".

Zhou Biyang shouted luck in his heart, the opponent was too cunning.

Another long minute.

Patience is not only an essential quality for police officers, but also a necessary element for the success of every successful person.

Zhou Biyang remembered the police word "squatting pit", and now he and Xiang Tianliang were "squatting in the pit", even though their butts were attached to the cold bluestone slab.

The whole process of life is to constantly "squat in the pit" and wait, and 99 times to fail, in order to succeed for the hundredth time.

The man stopped by the Buick sedan for another minute.

Then, he slowly left, disappearing.

Xiang Tianliang finally let out a breath, and he made a sound without any scruples.

Zhou Biyang was even worse, he wanted to cough, but he only bent over and strangled his throat with his left hand.

After a long time, Xiang Tianliang and Zhou Biyang eased up.

"Brother Biyang, how do you feel?" Xiang Tianliang chuckled.

"Alas, a hundred times more tense than a shootout." Zhou Biyang sighed.

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"The other party's extraordinary way of doing things."

"What's extraordinary?"

"Deliberately exposing yourself."

"So?"

"So, the scariest thing is the one in the shadows."

"You see?"

"Nope."

"And how do you know?"

"It feels, it feels like he's in the shadows, with a weapon in his hand, ready to shoot at any moment."

"Brother Biyang, you have improved."

The two men put away their guns, took off their night vision devices, and stuffed them back into their black bags.

Then stand up and move your body, so that the blood in your body can return to normal flow.

Xiang Tianliang lifted the black leather bag and hung it around his neck.

"Brother Biyang, who do you think he is?"

"Old wolf."

"Sure?"

"I confirm."

"So, can it be proven now?"

"Prove that Hong Haijun is a mysterious person?"

"Yes."

"Yes, it can be proven."

"How do you prove it?"

"It's only two hundred meters away from his house in a straight line, and the old wolf is here."

Xiang Tianliang smiled faintly, "However, others won't believe it, your and my judgment is not evidence." ”

"So, continue to prove?" Zhou Biyang asked with a smile.

"Comrade Director, how can we continue to prove it?" Xiang Tianliang asked again.

Zhou Biyang said with a smile: "Then you have to run and move forward." ”

"I'm happy to accompany you."

As soon as Xiang Tianliang's words fell, Zhou Biyang had already flown out like an arrow.