14. The tiger enters the mountains and forests

The sound of sirens pierced the long night.

"You can't run away, Vera, don't be stupid, you're going to go against all the cops?" Cell's didn't care about Mo Lei's pistol, but kept threatening Willa.

"Man, of course I don't want to go against you, but you can't just kill people, can you? Look, I just want to get paid for my last job, man, don't force me to be a bad cop. Willa replied hurriedly, speeding down the mountain road in the dilapidated police car.

"Shut up."

Sail wanted to say something, Mo Lei's gun barrel knocked down hard, Sail screamed miserably, his lips concave inward, and immediately spit out two broken front teeth.

"Go to a fork in the road." There were two intersections ahead, one leading to the Chinese residential area and the other to the direction of the plantation, where the mountains connected were the Andean mountains, and Mo Lei knew that he had to enter the mountains to have a chance.

"Why?"

Wei La asked a question, but his hands and feet still followed Mo Lei's instructions, quickly turned the front of the car to the right, and turned into a fork in the road.

Mo Lei smiled bitterly, how can he look like a bad and shrewd policeman, but his reaction ability is not very good.

"Aren't you afraid that there will be soldiers who will set up a barricade or something?"

"Oh." Vela nodded in realization, expertly hooked the car into fourth gear, and slammed the throttle under his feet.

"You're dead, you know, you're dead." Cell's sudden silence and muttered indistinctly.

Mo Lei suddenly understood that this road was a dead end.

Because Cell, they don't have the courage to kill themselves openly, not to mention that Willa is still a policeman.

Now that he has walked towards this mountain road, then the policeman who caught up has every reason to create a fugitive incident, and he can also concoct a story of a policeman who died honorably.

Willa seemed to understand this, and pulled out her right hand and pulled out her police pistol from her waist.

The police car behind him is getting closer and closer, someone has begun to shoot at the vehicle in front, Wei La is holding the steering wheel and walking the 'S' shaped route, the bullet is shot on the body of the car and makes a "clang" sound, Mo Lei tried to lie down as low as possible in the back seat, and he did not forget to laugh at Cell, who was still scolding himself.

"Officer, your good colleague doesn't care about your life."

Cell's mouth shut up.

Another gunshot rang out, accompanied by the sound of glass exploding, Mo Lei shrank his head, simply stunned Sail, and then patted Willa on the shoulder.

"Can I fight back?"

Wei La was sweating profusely, driving the police car with full concentration, he kept cursing himself in his heart, cursing the thin Chinese behind him, he cursed himself for being nosy, and he wished that this guy would die immediately, but the little pride in his bones was persuading himself that he must not let this Chinese die innocently.

He is a policeman, not a killer.

"What did you do to him?? No, you can't kill a police officer. "Willa drove the car down the 'S' course so hard that the tires jumped up on a small bump in the middle of the road and fell down again.

His eyes fixed on the darkness ahead, and he replied categorically.

"He fainted, hi, if I go, will you be killed by them?"

Mo Lei hid in the backrest, and a bullet shattered the rear window. He was a little helpless, but a person with admirable qualities could not hurt himself, even if it was indirectly.

These days, there are not many people who are upright, especially in this environment where no one is black.

The police car behind was getting tighter and tighter, and the people in the car saw that no one in front of them was fighting back, so they generously stuck their heads out of the window to aim, and the reflector on the left side of Vela knocked out the bullet.

"What did you say?" In the loud noise, Weila didn't hear what Mo Lei was saying clearly.

"If I disappear, will they hurt you?" Mo Lei leaned over and shouted loudly.

Willa thought for a few seconds, and a hint of determination flashed on her dark face, as if she was considering whether to let go of the mysterious Chinese behind her.

"Probably not, they don't dare to kill me yet." After a few seconds, Willa made a decision.

"About 300 meters ahead, there's a left turn, and you're close to the outside of the right, you know? Stay close to the outside right and try to avoid their line of sight, just hit the throttle all the way down and leave me alone. ”

After saying this, the police car had already arrived at the turning section of the road that Mo Lei said, he leaned over and put his hand on the doorknob, "Weila, I didn't kill Bernikin's family, someone else set the fire." ”

The door is pushed open forcefully, and the resistance of the wind speed in the forward movement and the speed of 7 or 80 mph make the pressure on the door too great. In Mo Lei's sight, the dark forest retreated rapidly.

"I know."

"Thank you." Mo Lei pushed the door hard again, and then suddenly jumped out of the carriage and landed on the hillside, the huge inertia pushed his body to roll low on the slope a few times, and his body hit several low trees.

Sharp pain came from the shoulders and wrists, and the Glock G43 in his hand didn't know where it was thrown. Mo Lei staggered to prop up his body from the ground, he felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to be falling apart, his left wrist must have been dislocated, maybe the bones were broken, the ribs in his chest were also painful like bone cracks, and his face and arms were probably bruised.

The chasing police car roared past Mo Lei's position, but he still didn't dare to make too many stops, turned around and walked into the mountains and forests, limping towards the way he came.

The stars hid in the clouds, the moon was half obscured by the dark clouds, and the other half sprinkled a cold light on the earth, through the dense foliage, into the shade of the trees, and the Andes Mountains in the distance meandered forward like a giant python.

Where the moonlight could not shine, the dark sleeping jungle was awakened by the shrill sound of sirens, and several owls "cooed" through the forest sky in the dark night, and fell into the darkness, and I don't know what animals were running in the grass, making rustling sounds, and a lone wolf was snorting on the top of the mountain.

At that moment, Mo Lei felt like he had returned to a few years ago, back to those iron-blooded days.

He staggered a few steps, and with his intact right hand he found a stick to use as a crutch, and found a large tree in the hazy and mottled moonlight. There, he first reset his dislocated left wrist, and the violent pain made his originally dizzy head instantly clear.

Then, Mo Lei quickly checked his injuries and found that it was okay, under that kind of impact, in addition to the trauma on the surface of his body and the dislocated left hand, the third and fourth ribs in his right chest should be cracked.

The clothes on his left shoulder were torn, he reached out and touched it, his hand was full of blood, there was a wound of about 2 centimeters here, according to the degree of pain, he knew that the wound was not deep, and it did not hurt the tendons.

However, he could not find any herbs that could stop the bleeding in the dark, so he could only tear a piece of cloth from his clothes and bandage it vigorously, and by the way, he also tore off a larger strip of cloth, and wrapped his left wrist firmly with three small wooden sticks.

In the dark, Mo Lei skillfully cleaned himself up, stood up and did a few simple stretching movements: the wound was a little painful, but it didn't affect his movements too much.

Well, since you want to stir up trouble, since you killed the whole Bernikin family, how can I let you get what you want?

Mo Lei fumbled under the tree for a while, picked up a wooden stick the thickness of an egg, and checked it in his hand, the weight was appropriate. Then, with all his might, he broke the stick, leaving the length of the stick that he was more comfortable with, and he wondered if he would spend the night here and make plans, or should he go back to the Chinese community now to tidy up himself?

He knew that he couldn't go back to his residence, his passport and related documents must have been taken away, and although he still had the cash he took from Cell's wallet, he couldn't appear in front of anyone in his current state.

Suddenly, the mournful siren whistle drifted far away with the wind, accompanied by the whistling of the mountain wind, getting closer and closer.

Mo Lei quickly stood up, found a direction, and threw himself into the dark jungle.