The gun was lying on the ground, and the person stood aside, watching Nakajima's gray suit fade away in the dark, and Lin Cheng's face was only hesitant.

He had already followed the clues given by Aunt Lin to 620 South Broadway Avenue a long time ago, but what he saw was just a person going to an empty construction site.

Lin Cheng searched there for a long time, and found only a modified satellite phone and a remote-controlled bomb in the ventilation duct in the basement, and the Japanese gangsters who kidnapped Han Surong had already moved their strongholds, and here were death traps for the police and the FBI.

However, considering that in criminal psychology, many murderers have the behavior of returning to the scene of the crime after the crime, and if those remote-controlled bombs need to be detonated, they also need to be relatively close to the remote-controlled bombs, so the criminals must still be nearby.

Lin Cheng thought about it for a long time, and reluctantly recalled that there seemed to be a scene in the plot where Uncle Long was chasing the enemy.

There was another construction site in the picture, so he spent an afternoon running around, wandering from one construction site to another, until the sun went down, and he identified his target among several suspected locations.

He wasted hours of time here, just to wait for the kidnappers to appear, and the reality is almost the same as the development of the plot, the kidnapper Nakajima-san was chased and blocked here by Uncle Long, but it was different from what Lin Cheng expected......

Uncle Long, I think he came to kill Nakajima.

Lin Cheng's gaze fell on Li Yan's face, the other party did look very much like Uncle Long, but there were still some subtle differences after all.

"Inspector Li, we are not enemies, I, like you, are also looking for the whereabouts of that girl."

Lin Cheng's fluent Mandarin made Li Yan stunned, because he didn't expect that the young man standing in front of him was actually a Chinese.

"Who the hell are you?"

Li Yan's gaze wandered back and forth between Lin Cheng and the gun on the ground, making a judgment in his heart.

The young man in front of him, who is fluent in Chinese and is obviously a Chinese, said that he was also looking for Han Surong, not his enemy, but he had a gun in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he shot Nakajima in the shoulder, which is not like what ordinary Chinese citizens would do.

During the conversation, the old Black Carter, who heard the gunshot, finally rushed over.

He took a look down at the handrail of the corridor on the second floor, and saw his partner looking at another suspicious guy vigilantly, and there was a gun on the ground, and he didn't know if it was the person Li Yan was chasing, so he directly took out his pistol.

"NYPD, give up resistance, you have no way to escape, put your hands behind your head and get on your knees!"

Standard police words, the muzzle of the gun was also aimed at Lin Cheng's chest, Lin Cheng pursed his lips with some disdain, and did not take Lao Hei's warning to heart.

Although Lin Cheng now has a new identity disguise, this does not explain why he is here and what he will be holding a gun, so Lin Cheng does not plan to let himself be arrested by Old Black Carter, and it is impossible for him to continue to interfere with Li Yan, he also has to find the escaped Nakajima.

So, he slowly raised his hands to show that he was not threatening, but his feet slowly moved his steps.

Until he came to Li Yan, stood on a line with Li Yan, and used Li Yan's body as a cover, Carter couldn't shoot, otherwise he would directly hit Li Yan who was blocking Lin Cheng.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

"Wait, Carter—"

Looking at Lin Cheng's movements, Carter seemed to sense something, and immediately took a step to the left, bypassing the muzzle of the gun and aiming at Lin Cheng, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But Lin Cheng had already pounced and grabbed the pistol that had fallen to the ground.

The pistol was in his hands, the cold body of the gun brought him a sense of security, and under the effect of strong spiritual power, Lin Cheng's heart began to beat violently, adrenaline was secreted wildly, and everything around him seemed to become slow.

At a distance of just a dozen meters, Lin Cheng threw out a shot at an angle, and the bullet was then discharged.

To tell the truth, those ordinary policemen, even if he is the shooting champion in the police station, his marksmanship is not comparable to the arc marksmanship that Lin Cheng has already practiced in the training of elite killers.

Coupled with the strengthening of nerve reaction speed and muscle strength brought about by the T virus, the bullet that has been uniquely modified by the gunsmith, although the bullet from the muzzle of the Carter detective was discharged first, but Lin Cheng's bullet came first and hit the bullet fired by Carter directly.

Ding——

"What the hell, how is this possible?"

The two bullets collided together and turned into a metal ball, which landed at Li Yan's feet.

Cold sweat was already pouring out on Li Yan's forehead, but Carter didn't believe in evil, and pulled the trigger of the gun one after another, and made up a few more shots, but he was still stopped by Lin Cheng with bullets until he ran out of all the bullets in the gun.

The police Colt revolver only has six bullets, but the Beretta 92F in Lin Cheng's hand has a double-row magazine with a total of fifteen rounds.

Then, he quickly turned around and disappeared into the exit of the shopping street.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Li Yan's eyes widened involuntarily, his face was full of incredulity, using bullets to intercept bullets, is this kind of thing really possible, but it obviously happened in front of him.

Seeing that he couldn't catch anyone, Carter could only give up, jumped down from the corridor on the second floor, and came to Li Yan's side.

"Lee, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, how are you?"

Li Yan sighed slowly, put down his hanging heart, and looked at the old black partner beside him.

"Honestly, I'm a little scared, is that guy a monster?"

Carter shrugged his shoulders slightly, his gaze falling on the sand beneath his feet.

There were six glowing clusters of metal, left behind when bullets collided with bullets, and every bullet he fired was accurately intercepted by the other party, and this situation was obviously a bit beyond Carter's comprehension.

Li Yan nodded, and also focused on the metal clusters, but then, he suddenly noticed that there was a strange thing lying on the ground, so he took the thing in his hand and looked at it carefully.

What seems to be a transparent cylindrical plastic case with electronic components covered in wiring, a device?

After leaving the shopping street, Lin Cheng drove directly back to the dormitory of the textile factory.

He failed to catch that Nakajima and asked about Han Surong's whereabouts, and was disturbed by Uncle Long, who shot the police a few times, and finally left in a gloomy manner, so that his mentality collapsed a little.

But what he didn't know was that the same mentality as him was a bit broken, and there was also Ross, a senior FBI agent with poor command.

Things have come to this point, people have not been rescued, dozens of people have died in the special service team, Agent Ross cannot escape the blame, and the characterization of the entire kidnapping case has changed and turned into an extremely serious terrorist incident.

The FBI was scolded by the U.S. government, and at the same time received a new order that a retiring CIA agent would take the command of Agent Ross and that he would solve the matter, so everyone should be under his command.

The two senior FBI agents left the Chinese consulate in disgrace, and within a few hours, a black Chevrolet came downstairs, which was also the first time that Consul Han and the FBI agents left behind met the retired CIA agent.

Frank Moses.