Cullinan and Passat are two cars, one in front and one behind.

An adrenaline-pumping chase unfolded in the night.

Two hours later, Lin Haoqiang led the stalker to the wasteland in the southern suburbs of Hongzhou.

At this moment, it was completely dark, and soon only these two cars were left on the southern suburbs.

Lin Haoqiang glanced around, seeing that there were few people here, and made up his mind.

"It's time to meet your true face of Lushan!"

He changed direction and headed to the side of the road, and the car got off the country road and came to the plain.

Ian, the stalker of the Tchaikovsky family, had a flash of doubt in his heart.

Before, he was tracking Lin Haoqiang wholeheartedly, and he was not happy to observe the surrounding environment.

Now that they are on the country road, both of them have slowed down.

Ian realized that he was in the middle of nowhere.

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Ian, who was following him, had a premonition that something was wrong.

But at this point, they have been exposed.

If you don't want to get some useful information, then the top will punish you......

Ian gritted his teeth, so he could only step on the accelerator again and follow Lin Haoqiang to the depths of the wilderness.

Walking through a dark wood, Ian finally caught up with the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

At this moment, Cullinan had already put out the fire and stopped quietly at the foot of the mountain.

Ian pulled a scimitar out of the car, opened the door and cautiously walked to Cullinan's car.

Standing by the door, Ian looked into the car, which was empty.

Suddenly, Ian felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and he was so frightened that his hair stood upside down, and he subconsciously flashed to the side.

"Bang!"

As soon as he dodged away, Lin Haoqiang's fist had arrived, and he smashed his fist on the car door.

Cullinan's car door was punched by Lin Haoqiang, and a bowl-sized depression was smashed.

"Looks like you really have some skills!"

Lin Haoqiang's eyes sank, and he slowly lowered his body and posed in a starting pose.

The sneak attack just now was unsuccessful, and the other party's skills were definitely not bad, and Lin Haoqiang had to pay attention to it.

"You're not bad, you almost got rid of my tracking."

Ian turned the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards Lin Haoqiang.

In addition to skill and physical fitness, the most important thing in close-quarters combat is to see who can take the lead.

His close-quarters combat ability is one of the best in the Chester's bodyguard group.

Even in the world, he is famous.

Since the other party found out the fact that he was following, it was better to directly tie up Lin Haoqiang and bring him back.

Presumably, the patriarch would not have treated himself badly.

The scimitar slashed, and Lin Haoqiang hurriedly blocked it in front of him with both hands and retreated again and again.

Even so, there was a bloody mark on his hand.

Wiping the blood on his hands, a touch of ruthlessness appeared in Lin Haoqiang's eyes.

The opponent's swiftness is definitely a master, and even compared to before, Xiaoyou is on par.

"Looks like I can't keep my hands anymore!"

Lin Haoqiang's heart tightened, and while the other party's remaining momentum was still gone, he grabbed the opponent's wrist.

But Ian is not good at stubble, seeing Lin Haoqiang grabbing his wrist.

He pulled his shoulder blades, and his whole arm suddenly went limp.

Not only that, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he went straight to Lin Haoqiang's heart.

Lin Haoqiang could only let go of his hand and kicked away the scimitar that broke through the air, and the two separated again.

"Refreshing!"

"Except for the perverts of the international special training camp, there are very few people who can keep up with the rhythm of my attack!"

Ian pushed his hand up hard, and with a click, the hand that had just been dislocated was reconnected.

He stepped lightly under his feet, and the whole person burst out, and the scimitar in his hand danced a burst of knife flowers, shrouding Lin Haoqiang's head.

Lin Haoqiang's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly dodged away, but the blade still cut through his clothes, scratching bloodstains all over his body.

But he also seized the opportunity, kicking his leg like a cannon into Ian's knife-wielding hand.

With this powerful blow, Ian's hand hurt and the blade in his hand fell to the ground.

A flash of horror flashed in Ian's eyes, he was not a novice in his life.

Previously a killer, but now a thug of the Chastel family, he has never left his weapon.

I didn't expect that this person in front of me, who looked so ordinary, actually had such good skills?!

He reached for the dagger on the ground.

Before his hand touched the scimitar, Lin Haoqiang kicked Ian upside down with a flying kick and flew out.

Ian carved two shallow gullies on the ground and flew out for more than ten meters before barely settling his body.

Wiping the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, a look of anger appeared on Ian's face.

"It seems that after being a thug for so long, my kung fu has really fallen behind!"

He got up again, and his momentum changed.

His hands were like poisonous snakes, and he staggered his body and smashed his palm into Lin Haoqiang's heart.

Faced with the other party's sudden outburst, Lin Haoqiang was unexpected, and could only retreat slightly.

At that moment, a flash of silver flashed in Ian's hand.

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and a small silver needle pierced Lin Haoqiang's chest.

Lin Haoqiang hurriedly counterattacked, but the other party no longer fought back, just blindly dodging.

Lin Haoqiang did not have the joy of gaining the upper hand, and his heart became more and more anxious.

He could feel his stamina draining rapidly and his punches getting less and less.

After almost an hour of intensive attack.

Ian took Lin Haoqiang's blow again, and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth again.

When Lin Haoqiang kicked out the whip leg again, he fell to the ground with a soft foot.

Ian, who was extremely embarrassed, came to Lin Haoqiang panting.

He picked up the scimitar on the ground and carefully wiped it with a towel.

"You kid really have a little secret."

"The needle I just put into your body has enough medicine to stun three elephants."

"I didn't expect you to be able to last half an hour?"

"But don't worry, I won't kill you right away, but put you in severe pain until you fall unconscious."

"Your life is worth millions of green bills, I don't want you to die!"

"It's a pity that someone paid a high price to buy your secret, otherwise we can really talk openly!"

Ian said as he took out a steel cable from his waist and stepped forward to tie Lin Haoqiang firmly.

Although Lin Haoqiang was angry in his heart and struggled desperately, his body had collapsed into a puddle of mud and he was powerless to resist.

Soon Lin Haoqiang was tied up, took off all the electronic products on his body, and stuffed them into the trunk of the car.

The Passat started again, left the wilderness, and headed for Hongzhou.

"No wonder this kid is worth three million green bills, it's really difficult!"

Ian pulled out a tissue from the car to wipe the blood from his body, the sharp pain in his abdomen made him grin his teeth.

At this time, Lin Haoqiang in the trunk was panting heavily, his whole body was red, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

The poison in his body hit his spirit again and again, as if tens of thousands of poisonous insects were gnawing at his heart.

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