26. Running away after being injured

The heavy rain finally came, and although there were early signs, when the raindrops like the size of beans fell on the lawn and leaves, the continuous 'rustling' sound seemed to knock on people's hearts, and after a few minutes, the water began to flow from the top to the bottom of the hillside. The wind, which had been still, began to appear along with the rain, at first it only hovered in mid-air, 'whirring' and screaming, and after a while, it began to move close to the ground, shaking the trees and flowers frantically, accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if trying to wash away the violence and blood on the ground.

The scrambling police carried the two bodies in the Wu family manor onto the truck, leaving Smith, Kyle, and the sheriff Mr. Charles in the manor, several elderly Chinese people were grief-stricken and indignant, and the young people who had never left in the first place also roared in the rain, and the sound of gunbolts drowned out the rain, but they were persuaded by several old people.

They all know that this hatred needs to be avenged slowly, and this hatred needs to be repaid slowly.

"I know, you must be nearby, I will definitely find you out, the old man I will bury well, if you have the ability, you will come to me, otherwise, we will come, next time I come, it will not be me, and they may not be so ......lucky."

"You're injured, you can't run far, don't bother the others......!"

"You're in big trouble, hurry up and ......."

Smith didn't care about the hatred of the Chinese, and he shouted into the dark hillside, knowing that the guy surnamed Mo was injured, but he must still be lingering nearby.

Mo Lei on the hillside leaned against a boulder and stood in the rain, letting the rain wash over his body, the wound was still oozing blood, but as soon as it appeared, it was washed clean by the rain.

His eyes were bloodshot, his heart was on fire, and his heart was beating like a drum.

He hadn't heard Smith's call, but he knew that no matter what, if he didn't avenge the old man, he would live to be a dog in his life.

"Old man, if you see him, please ask him to come to me, don't worry, this matter still has to be discussed, to be honest, you are really lucky, if it is not me who comes today, I am afraid it will be the second way to deal with it."

Smith said to the old men with a pleasant face, but in exchange for angry glare.

The wolf is coming, and after eating, I'll tell you when I leave, and it's not the tiger that is coming??

A cop walks in with a raincoat and hands one to Smith, then carefully puts the other one on for Kyle, bending down as Smith walks over and lifts Kyle onto the cop's back.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Smith waved his hand indifferently and left the Wu family manor after him, in addition to the Desert Eagle 50 in his hand, he also grabbed Kyle's HS2000 in his left hand, Sheriff Charles bent over several old people, and he didn't bother to approve the raincoat, and rushed into the torrential rain with his head down.

"Willa wants to come with me." Charles walked over to his body, and Smith in front of him suddenly stood up and turned around, and the two almost collided together.

"No, he's a policeman, not with your people!" Charles refused.

"Dude, it's not me inviting him, it's the order!" Smith took off the hood from his raincoat, and the heavy rain instantly flowed down his blonde hair, and the splash on his face and the shocking scars on his face were terrifying on a rainy night.

"It's an order!" As if worried that Charles didn't understand yes, he stretched out his finger again, "Understand?" ”

"I haven't received such an order." Charles didn't flinch, trying to get past Smith.

"I'm a policeman, I'm here to arrest the suspect, not to cooperate with you."

"Mr. Sheriff, if it's 'Knife', you know, what kind of situation it will be, do you want 'Knife' to come? He is also nearby now, at Koliste Point in Nuki, protecting the boss. ”

Smith grabbed the sheriff's shirt, half a head taller than Charles, and looked at him menacingly.

"What? Smith? Tom? I don't care what your name is, anyway, Willa is my man, and you think I'm the sheriff by climbing the high branches? Charles, who was a lot shorter than Smith, looked up at the handsome white man with a calm face.

Smith opened his shirt and patted him on the shoulder, "Hell, I really want to kill you!" Well, I promise to take him and send him back safe and sound. ”

"Ask for his opinion, if he wants to. But he's missing a hair, and I'm looking for you too. Charles raised his hand to straighten his shirt and motioned for Smith to walk ahead.

Because his own car was in the innermost, he could only leave if the car in front of him was gone.

The torrential rain was like a note, as if the stagnant water between heaven and earth was pouring into the small basin of Kalka in an instant, and water began to overflow in the small ditch of the square in the Chinese residential area, and the bamboos in the middle of the square were bent over by the heavy rain.

Watching the car in front of him slowly start and leave, Charles stomped his feet on the spot, the rain had soaked all his shoes and clothes, his car was not very good, the headlights had been broken for a long time and he hadn't had time to repair them, he couldn't get too close to the car in front of him, such weather was completely unclear about the road in front of him.

A flash of lightning flashed, followed by a thunderous sound that seemed to roll from the flat ground, Charles wiped the water on his face with his hand, reached out and opened the door, sat in the driver's seat and closed the door hard, the wind and rain outside the carriage instantly poured in, and was instantly blocked out of the carriage.

This was followed by the sound of the door closing in the back seat.

A Smith .45 caliber pistol was pressed against the back of Charles's head, and in the rearview mirror, Mo Lei's pale face washed by the rain and his eyes were sparkling.

"Hand me the gun."

Charles gave him the pistol at his waist, and flipped up his trouser leg and clothes to signal Mo Lei, there was no other weapon on his waist.

"Drive forward."

"Hi, Mr. Mo." Charles's face did not change, and he stretched out his hand to light the fire, but his classic car was indifferent even a few times.

Charles shook his head, "Sorry, where do you want to go?" You don't look good. ”

"Should I kill you and get around again?" Mo Lei's index knuckle began to strain.

"No, the problem is that this car is indeed a bit old, and I need luck when I drive it." Charles ignited the fire again, and the car shook violently, and a few seconds later, it actually started.

Mo Lei's hands trembled, and he quickly returned to stability, and his breathing was heavy and muddy. He pointed in the direction of the gate, "Go ahead, go to your house." ”

"My family lives in a dormitory given by the Public Security Bureau, you can't go, but you do need treatment, Mr. Mo." Charles started the car unhurriedly and drove out the door.

Mo Lei didn't answer, his left hand was originally bandaged with herbs, but at the moment it was all soaked in water, and the sudden sharp pain was connected with the sharp pain of the new injury on his left arm, and the pain made him take a deep breath.

He had to find a way to forget the pain, he had to find a way to stop the bleeding as soon as possible, his shirt was long gone, and the strips of cloth were torn to the old wound on his left arm and the back of his left hand.

He ordered Charles to rip his shirt off, and when he took it, the muzzle of his right hand was still on the back of Charles's head. He lowered his head and tore off a strip of his shirt with his teeth, then wrapped the strip of cloth around his arm, and tied a knot with his teeth and fingers.

"Mr. Mo, have you figured out where to go?" Charles looked through the rearview mirror at the bloodless but somewhat agitated face.

"Drive forward and walk to the nearest county seat."

"There will be danger on the road, you know, now there are your wanted warrants everywhere."

"I've got you!" Mo Lei's gun barrel was pushed forward.

Charles was concentrating on his car, the rain outside the car was like a curtain, and the wipers swept back and forth making a loud sound.

"I'm wondering, why didn't you leave? You can find your embassy and they will take care of you. Or you can go back in your own way, I think, you will definitely have a way. ”

After a while, Charles suddenly asked with great curiosity.

"Because it's not done yet." Mo Lei replied coldly.

"What's the matter? Do you still want to get that inheritance? Mr. Mo, that's impossible. ”

"What's more, if you want revenge, you have already taken revenge, and Turan also died in your hands, right, although everyone has no evidence that you killed him, but, it seems that everyone knows that only you will kill him, haha, it's ironic, I also wanted to arrest him, but he was killed by an unrelated person."

"I killed him, so what? I don't want to talk to you about human nature, it's just that if they mess with me, if they mess with the wrong person, they have to pay the price. ”

"Mr. Mo, you really have no problem?" Charles looked in the rearview mirror, and the man suddenly shook in the mirror, "You probably need medication." ”

"Concentrate on driving." Mo Lei couldn't hold back the sleepiness that hit him like a tide, his head seemed to be buzzing with a big bell, and the wound on his lips was torn open, and there was a burst of pain.

He swallowed and bit the tip of his tongue.

"Willa, I like it very much, I know that he let you go, and if it were me, I would let you go." Charles said comfortingly.

"I'm not going to kill you, so you don't have to get close to me." Mo Lei simply opened the car window a little crack, and the raindrops followed the wind through the cracks, carrying a fresh breath and the smell of mountains and forests.

"Find a way to send me to Pereira, and I'll let you go." Mo Lei perked up and moved the muzzle of the gun slightly to the back, reducing the pressure on Charles.

In the heavy rain, the police lights at the entrance of the highway ahead were still flashing and spinning in the rain.

Mo Lei shrank his body into the car, the knuckles of the gun were a little white, and his swollen left hand grabbed the dagger in his hand, and he was unstable in his grip, but it was no problem to stab into the soft flesh.

No one spoke, and there was no need to speak, Mo Lei understood that if Charles dared to call for help, it would be nothing more than sending a knife into his backbone and rushing into the jungle again.

"You hide it, I'll take care of it." Charles Wenyan said to Mo Lei, "My hand slowly reached into my pocket, I was pulling out my documents to show them, you can stuff the pistol under my armpit, you see, my seat belt is not unfastened." ”

The car began to slow down, slid slowly, and gradually stopped.

Two heavily armed uniformed police officers cautiously approached the car with guns in hand.