62. Gail's betrayal is a matter of course

The street lamps not far away, casting a faint light, the abandoned flower bed can be faintly seen in the pried messy cement slabs, the sculpture in the center of the flower bed is not known to be knocked off by some heavy object, the lower half is a naked child's body, several long wooden chairs are messily piled up in a corner, and the tattered amusement equipment sways in the wind, occasionally making ugly harsh sounds. It was supposed to be a community park, but now it's deserted.

After Mo Lei opened the plank, his eyes quickly swept over the dark position of the entire flower bed.

There was no suspicious movement.

He jumped out of the exit, turned back to put the plank back in, and tucked the small pistol into his belt.

A thick, powerful arm went around the back of his head and locked his throat just as he was about to turn, a cold barrel pressed against his temple.

"Throw down the gun in your hand." The sound in my ears was excited, and my breath was burning.

Mo Lei threw the Glock 17 in his hand to the ground, and the package behind him was between the bodies of the two people, but he could still feel that the person behind him was tall and powerful, and his arms strangled his neck, and he was out of breath in an instant.

He raised his hands high, his right hand was close to the barrel, and his mouth kept whispering for mercy, and suddenly his right hand flipped back and grabbed the barrel, and his body squatted down, pulling the barrel down in front of him.

The pistol went off, and a bullet was shot into the plank in front of him, but Mo Lei snatched the pistol from his hand, and quickly shot the enemy in the knee with his sideways backhand, the guy screamed and let go of Mo Lei's neck, Mo Lei quickly turned around, and the pistol fired twice quickly, and the two bullets hit the opponent's head to pieces.

Mo Lei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, picked up his own Glock on the ground and held it in his left hand, and found a wallet on the corpse and put it in his pocket.

The documents may be fake, but there are always clues to be found in the photos.

This guy had just ventured into the shadows on the side of the exit, and if he had shot directly from behind, he would have been flying thousands of miles away. But,Fortunately, it seems that there are still people who want their own work.,Is that the reason for that USB flash drive? What's in there? So valuable?

He didn't know, in fact, Vaux didn't plan to stay alive, now it was just that Victor was bent on catching him and slowly killing him, but Victor still underestimated Mo Lei, he still felt that this Chinese who was running around relied more on luck.

Mo Lei went around a big circle along the wall around the flower bed, and if he walked in the middle, he would be a target for the killer hidden in some places, he quickly swam to the first exit on the right hand side, and inspected it with a gun, and felt that it was not suitable, so he walked to the third exit, first picked up a stone on the ground, threw it to the second exit, and ran out from the third exit, and collided with a tall strong man and the two of them solidly, and then the two of them who were taken aback dodged and retreated to find cover, They raised their pistols and pointed their pistols at each other, and they fired a flurry of fire.

The person who collided with him was the 'knife' Victor, he calculated that Mo Lei would definitely come out of the third exit, but he didn't expect the speed to be so fast, from the time between the first shot and the next two shots in the flower bed, he knew that the brother inside must have been killed, so he rushed out of the hiding place on the side of the road, but he didn't expect to collide with Mo Lei.

He finished firing his pistol bullets in surprise, quickly replaced it with a new magazine, and shot continuously at the position where Mo Lei was hiding, and the bullets were so suppressed that Mo Lei couldn't raise his head.

Victor was shocked and angry, although the arrangement this time was a little hasty, but a few good players still came, and he also rushed to the place where he went to the document in front of Mo Lei in time, but he still escaped to the place where he was stationed.

Mo Lei fired a few shots at Victor intermittently, and then he was silent. Victor thought he was out of bullets and stopped shooting.

"Hi, Mo Lei, you're out of bullets, would you like to talk to me?"

Mo Lei didn't bother to talk at all, he knew that something must have happened to Gail, this poor guy, he didn't know what they were tortured into before he was willing to tell his plan.

"That beggar friend of yours, he doesn't pay much attention to righteousness, and he told him your plan before he was beaten, so you can't leave this place, you see the police are also coming, they don't have me to talk to, and raising a machine gun is just a strafing shot at you, you know that kind of death is very ugly......."

A bullet landed exactly on Victor's hidden wall, and the bullet hit the rubble that splashed on the wall, splashing Victor's face with pain, interrupting Victor's rambling.

Gale didn't suffer anything.

Mo Lei didn't think that he could resist any torture, and torture to extract confessions was not something that Gayle's untrained people could bear. He once told Gale that if someone is caught, confess himself as soon as possible, so as not to be offended.

Victor also stopped rambling, and simply raised his pistol to continue to suppress Mo Lei, he knew that it was impossible to reach exits 1 and 2 from where Mo Lei was hiding, unless he wanted to have two more holes in his body.

Immediately afterwards, the gunshots on Mo Lei's side rang out intensively, he took both guns in his hands, and quickly moved towards Gate No. 1, the two pistols in his hands shot alternately, playing the effect of an automatic rifle, but when he rushed to Gate No. 1 and fired two shots, he suddenly turned back to the passage to Gate No. 2 and rushed in, and in an instant, he was behind Victor, and after shooting the last two bullets, he grabbed Victor almost, jumped and hid under the thick tree in front of him.

Mo Lei threw the gun in his hand on the ground, reached into his jacket pocket and tried to pick up the pocket-sized Beretta, but Victor's pistol ran out of bullets, he rushed out of the tree like a mad dog, and his thick palm held the pistol in his hand as a weapon and smashed it into Mo Lei's neck, and his left hand hooked his fist to Mo Lei's chin.

Mo Lei didn't have time to pull out the gun, his head tilted back to avoid the barrel, but his chest was smashed by Victor's left fist, and the old trouble on his body had not completely healed.

Mo Lei retreated continuously, Victor forced forward and used the barrel of the gun as a dagger to insert Mo Lei's neck, hit Mo Lei's lower abdomen with his left hand, Mo Lei raised his left arm to block Victor's right hand, and his left hand pressed on the inside of the opponent's right elbow, and his body pressed up, but the big guy's arm was too thick and powerful, Mo Lei could only bend down and smash his head on the other party's face.

Victor's left fist missed, and the sharp pain spread from the right elbow joint to the brain, and he could only turn his whole body to the right, but then Mo Lei's right hand suddenly loosened, and his right elbow smashed into the bent Victor, smashing on the temple of his left head, and threw a punch into his face with his left hand, and when he withdrew it, he tore off a piece of Victor's beard by the way.

Victor was dizzy, his face was burning with pain, and the pistol in his right hand fell to the ground - the guy in front of him was so slippery that it was only possible to conquer it in an instant with great force.

And Mo Lei tried his best to press Victor to the ground, he found that this stout guy seemed to have infinite strength, Mo Lei's elbow just made him shake his head, and his left fist continued to smash on Mo Lei's right rib.

The huge pain on the right side made Mo Lei also crazy, he hit his eyes red, grabbed Victor's right hand with both hands, pulled it towards his body with all his might, kicked one leg on Victor's waist and abdomen as a fulcrum, turned around in the air, put the opponent's hand on the shoulder and pulled it down hard, until he heard the sound of bone breaking clearly, only then did he let go of the broken arm, turned around and began to frantically elbow and knee and hit Victor with it.

But he found that the guy in front of him was too strong to resist blows, although he broke a hand, his left arm was still blocking, and as for the occasional punch to himself, he was afraid that it would take time for him to strangle his neck at close range.

The sound of police cars is already very close to this side, Mo Lei understands that the police here are not necessarily called by these killers tonight, after all, Bogotá is not that small county, and the police cannot be easily mobilized to assist them in killing, but he can't fight himself, and staying for a second longer will be more dangerous.

All his attacks were directed to the broken arm, and after a few punches, Victor gasped in pain, Mo Lei suddenly pulled away from his left foot and kicked him sideways, smashing his heel into Victor's face, and then jumped up and grabbed Victor's shoulder with both hands, and slammed his left knee into the opponent's chest.

Victor fell to the ground with a bang, his coat and T-shirt ripped to shreds by Mo Lei, revealing the tattoos on his shoulders.

Before he could see the shape of the tattoo clearly, Mo Lei ran towards the street in the other direction, he rushed to the entrance of the street, turned to the direction of the red light district, and tidied up his clothes as he ran. He knew that his ribs had been injured again, but they were certainly not broken, and if they did, his breathing would have become rapid and his chest would have been very painful.

When he saw the traffic, he stood still, took a few breaths, reached out and stopped a tattered taxi, opened the co-pilot's door, sat in, and said an address at random.

The driver of the car was not surprised, but he just looked up at the gray-faced passenger with bloodshot lips, and just met Mo Lei's cruel eyes, so he closed his mouth smartly, just turned skillfully, and the taxi merged into the traffic and drove away.

He knows that there are two situations now, one is that if he doesn't say a word, he is likely to get a large tip; The second is that the car is robbed, but you will be fine, after all, there is no benefit to killing a taxi driver, unless you encounter a poisonous insect, but the poisonous insect does not have that kind of eyes.

Mo Lei sat in the back seat, took out his mobile phone from the package and dialed Zhuola's number, and the phone rang three times before it was connected.

"Something has happened to the beggar, get out of here."

Zora said yes on the phone and hung up.

Mo Lei put the phone in his trouser pocket, and the handle of the knife at his waist reminded him, why didn't he use the knife just now?

In the position where he was fighting with Victor just now, Victor was lying on the ground looking at the armed policemen who were surrounding him, the dagger on his waist hurt him, and he was also furious, why didn't he use a knife?