Is there shit luck in the world?

I didn't know if there was a final balance before, but now the words in the speaker made him want to say a word:

I bought a watch last year!

"Oh no, that guy didn't faint!" Ida, who had just walked to the lobby from the back room, exclaimed.

Xiong Zhi's location was originally relatively far from the well field, and when the light was dark before, an unintentional move actually saved his life.

The sudden darkness blinded the gangsters, and the extreme panic made several of them think they were ghosts when they encountered anything, and then they were all beaten, and Xiong Zhi was one of the victims: he was knocked to the ground by a chair, and his leg tripped over a panicked thug, and he pounced on him impartially, and then his fist rained down.

In the face of a violent beating, Xiong Zhi's veteran fighting experience accumulated over the years made Xiong Zhi reflexively protect his head with his arms, and his two open hands were nested up, covering his ears just right.

Far away, covering his ears, and because he lay down to avoid most of the sound waves, Xiong Zhi actually made a set of precautions that were not inferior to the professional soldiers' evasion of shock bombs. This made him unconscious, but he felt his head stunned for a moment, but he regained consciousness in a few seconds.

There was still darkness in the blurred vision, but the terrible female ghost from before seemed to be gone, and the noisy shouting and screaming of the little brothers were gone, only the sound of the rain outside the door, and the occasional moan from the unlucky man lying on the ground.

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, but it was not the nitrotetrazolium copper amine that Jing Tian threw in the toilet, but a thunderbolt across the sky, which made Xiong Zhi feel excited:

You don't have to think about the current situation, because everyone knows that this place is not a good place to stay for long!

With intuition and familiarity with the structure of the bar, Xiong Zhi touched his dizzy head, came to the door in a daze, felt the door lock, and limped into the rainy night.

"Doctor, what should I do, do you want to stop him?!" From Xiao Qian's point of view, he saw all this from the final balance anxiously asked.

To be honest, not to mention Xiong Zhi's current residual blood state, it is in his heyday, and it is easy for everyone to stop him, just the stealth TX goes up and mixes it with a kick and then makes up an electric baton.

But then, what about the next consequences?

They have always been careful not to leave evidence, which is bound to leave evidence that can be found by the police, such as injuries. Even if there is a so-called "haunting" behind to divert attention, it undoubtedly breaks through the bottom line:

Although he has been pretending to be a ghost, everyone has never let the "ghost" leave any trace of substance.

"Don't do anything, or you'll leave evidence." As calm as ever, "Put a mechanical bee on him, that thing has its own miniature locator, and we'll follow!" ”

"Understood!"

TX quietly followed, gently placing a mechanical bee on Xiongzhi's back.

The rain was so heavy that it felt a slight pain when it was blown by the wind and hit his face, and Xiong Zhi was completely unaware of the fleeting touch on his back.

"Doctor, what's next?" Ida who was completely unaware of this episode walked out of the bar and stood in a mess of doorways and asked.

It was only a minute before the concussion and explosion were made, but almost all the lights that could be lit in the surrounding houses were turned on, and a few brave people had already come out of the house to investigate with flashlights, and in the distance, the sirens of "Smell Cover Smell Cover" also began to echo in the rainy night.

"You still need to ask, withdraw first, then follow, and find a chance to do it!" Zhao Cheng hurriedly said, "The police are coming, don't withdraw and look for death!" ”

……

The Wuling Hongguang car was driving slowly in the rain, and on Zhao Cheng's laptop screen, an arrow was moving on the road about a kilometer away from everyone - just now, Xiong Zhi found a motorcycle parked under the eaves on the opposite side, and rode away without even bothering to find a raincoat.

No one thought that it would be such a result, if the other gangsters ran away, it would be fine, but everyone's actions for so many days were completely revolving around the big fish of Xiong Zhi, wouldn't it be a waste of time for him to run away, so even if he escaped to the ends of the earth, the four of them would chase after him.

Final Balance: What should I do? Is it to kill or to call someone to arrest?

Ai Science: First of all, the rain is so heavy, no matter how fast his car runs, it can't outrun us. Look what this guy is going to do, if he turns himself in, then let's let him live a few more days, if he wants to run, then I'm afraid we'll have to plan for the worst.

Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Doctor, is there no other way?" Zhong Heng hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Nope!"

……

Walking onto the national highway, driving out of the city, and then turning into a country road that is not even on the map, and after about an hour, the point representing Kumashi stops.

The crowd drove quietly closer and found that the place where he had stopped was an abandoned natural village.

The village is home to about a dozen families, and is located in a field of barren grass, surrounded by fields that have been abandoned for a long time. Each house is very dilapidated, generally only one story high, and the dark red brick walls are painted with slogans such as "Long live the XX Revolution" and "If you don't tie a child, the whole family should be killed", I don't know how many years have been abandoned.

Well, haunted ghost villages in horror movies are generally this kind of place.

Outside the village, a large pile of miscellaneous garbage is piled up haphazardly: discarded farm tools, dichlorvos bottles, hay branches, broken plastic bags, broken nails and wooden boards......

Fortunately, although the village was abandoned, there was still a dirt road that could barely be walked by cars, and driven by the old driver Ida, the Wuling Hongguang car drove cautiously over, and was twenty meters away from Xiongzhi's motorcycle, counting forward to the eaves of the third house.

"This place is eerie, what does this guy want to do?" Looking at the surrounding environment, the timid Zhao Cheng couldn't help but shudder.

"I don't know, TX, sneak over and take a look......"

……

No one would have thought that this abandoned village turned out to be a back road left by Xiong Zhi for himself, which contained the stolen money he had earned with Wang Kunkui in the society over the years.

Although they don't want to admit it when they ask them face-to-face, they subconsciously know that there are not many people who go to the end of this road, and they are not one of those ninety-nine percent. Therefore, most people who have been mixed for a long time, and some people with experience in the rivers and lakes will find a way out of the rivers and lakes for themselves when they have not had an accident, so as to prepare for leaving this place of right and wrong.

Wang Kunkui, a cultured person, wanted to turn into a businessman and go ashore, and Xiong Zhi, an uneducated person, wanted to make enough money to find a remote place to hide, and spent the rest of his life in a life that was neither good nor bad.

This plan began to be implemented when he first mixed with his cousin, and no one knew except Wang Kunkui, who was still serving a prison sentence.

At the beginning, he asked Wang Kunkui to find this remote and dilapidated village, and transported the stolen money he earned bit by bit and hid it in a safe under a floor tile under the bed.

The total is about 2 million.

"When the rain stopped, I flew away and never came back! Could it really be those two sluts......"

Muttering, taking out a dusty woven bag, Xiong Zhi pushed the bed open, removed the floor tiles, and filled the bundles of money into it one by one. While loading the money, he looked back at the back with palpitations, more than one meter nine, and the strong Xiong Zhi trembled like a little girl in the kindergarten who was afraid of the dark, for fear that something unclean would come in quietly.

Maybe he used to believe in the saying that "ghosts are afraid of the wicked", and this belief also supported him to live heartlessly for so many years, but now Xiong Zhi, who has "seen ghosts" with his own eyes, can no longer raise the slightest idea of resistance: the hideous female ghost, the brother who was "completely destroyed" in the blink of an eye, and the sudden explosion...... Each one of them is by no means able to compete with his modest strength!

The current Xiong Zhi, in one sentence, is eager to return to his mother's womb, what underworld past, the dream of making a fortune, all the rivers and lakes are gone, his only remaining hope like a candle in the wind is that those dirty things don't haunt him anymore, and he is safe and sound.

Maybe that's retribution, right?

Outside, it was darker, the rain was heavier, and the wind was stronger, letting out a terrible "whining" wail, echoing in the remote and uninhabited mountains. The tattered doors and windows were blown back and forth, and there was a "snapping" sound.

In the dark night sky, a snow-white lightning bolt swept through the air, illuminating the shadow of the dilapidated small building hideously, like a ghost mansion in the netherworld in an instantaneous flicker.

The earth shook the earth and there was a trembling thunder, and the wind blew the door open, swaying back and forth with the squeak of rotten wood rubbing.

"Who?!"

Looking back, I found nothing.

"Oh, it's the wind, it scares me." Xiong Zhi stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, the thunder just now really scared him a lot, and the heart that was beating faster in the blink of an eye was almost about to pop out of his mouth, and now that he has eased up, there is still a slight cramping remaining.

"Hey, I'm old."

With a sigh, the work of loading money resumed.

In the lightning and thunder, the wind and thunder became more and more violent.

Where do you go next?

Xiong Zhi thought about this question while working: he planned to run to the border of Gui Province first, find a smuggler to smuggle out, and then spend tens of thousands of yuan to find a wife there, and finally use the remaining money to do some small business to survive the rest of his life.

Vietnamese girl, I heard that they are very hot, and when the time comes......

Immersed in his fear was slightly lessened, Xiong Zhi, who was obsessed with various postures, suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if some metal object was stuck there, and water was dripping down wet.

"What?!"

Xiong Zhi's hand touched his waist, where was his other hole card - a Type 54 pistol, which Wang Kunkui had left for him.

Before he could draw his gun, he felt that his eyes were black, and he fell unconscious to the ground, not knowing anything.