The room was dark and damp, and the TV was faintly shining.

It doesn't feel like a place to live at all.

Just when Du Yongxiao carefully looked at the surrounding environment, a stream of blood came to his nose.

Du Yongxiao's eyes looked at the place where the bloody breath was filled-——

Soon, a bloody scene on the ground appeared in front of him.

"How, what's going on?"

The owl shouted, burst in with a wrench, and was startled at the sight of the corpse on the ground, and trembled, "Sir, it's dead." "Look at the rude man lying on the ground.

Du Yongxiao's expression remained unchanged and he took steps.

The leather shoes were stepped on with blood, and there was a sticky feeling.

Du Yongxiao held his breath, squatted down, and reached out to test the man's snort.

His throat was gushing with blood, and he was probably dead.

Seeing this, the driver owl also had the courage to learn from Du Yongxiao's appearance, squatting down and looking at the corpse.

Suddenly—

"Save Me -——!" The dead rude man jerked to his feet and grabbed the owl in one hand.

The owl sat on the ground in fright, and screamed.

"Save ...... I! "The rude man's eyes are protruding, and his appearance is terrifying.

Du Yongxiao couldn't care about the owl, so he took out a handkerchief to cover the wound on the rude man's neck, and shouted at the owl: "Go and call an ambulance!" ”

The owl's soul was not possessed, looking at the rude man who had come back to life after he died, he felt that he had been scared to pee, his crotch was hot, and he scolded wildly in his heart: "Fake! Fack! ”

……

Outside there was darkness in the night—

Inside the car –

Crowk hummed Christmas songs happily, one hand on the steering wheel, the other beating to the beat.

"You can't catch me! Can't catch me! ”

"Damn bastards! Damn the FBI! Damn the Chinese! ”

Crocker cursed loudly in his heart.

The car crossed the long road with its headlights on, ready to drive out of Washington, D.C.

The farther you go, the darker it gets inside.

Approaching the boundary line of the Special Zone—

The once bright surroundings suddenly became even darker.

Syllable!

Crowk turns the high beams on.

Under the high beams, I saw a person standing dozens of meters in front of me.

Crowk stopped, squinted, and froze.

"Damn, how is he?"

The man in front of him was the same Chinese agent he had seen in the garage!

Du Yongxiao stood in front of him so straight, next to the taxi, which he requisitioned.

As for why he got ahead of Crowk, thanks to this car rental -—— it turned out to be modified, super fast!

"Bastard, there's a kind! I actually chased it here! Crocker smiled lazily and slapped his hand on the steering wheel, throttle thrashing at his feet.

The car let out the roar of a beast.

Du Yongxiao took out a cigarette, held it in the corner of his mouth, didn't light it, just held it like this, and then pulled out the gun on his waist, clicked, and the bullet was loaded.

At this moment, he looks like a cowboy in the American West.

Du Yongxiao with a gun-——

The guns were pointed at the car, and the people in it.

People and vehicles, confrontation.

……

The night is still so cold and silent.

Crowk looked at the Chinese agent in front of him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and became extremely excited, snorting heavily, and sparks sparked from the accelerator under his feet.

Du Yongxiao looked at him coldly, as well as the wheels grinding on the ground, with a solemn expression.

"Die!" As soon as Crocker released the brakes, the car sped off to smash the bastard in front of him.

Bang!

Du Yongxiao shoots.

The bullet spun and flew out.

"Damn it!"

Crowker's pupils dilated, and the bullet slammed in the direction as it shattered the windshield, grazing his cheek and leaving a trail of blood.

At the same time—

The car spun 360 degrees and slammed into a light pole on the side of the road.

The engine hummed, the hood shattered, and white smoke billed up.

The whole car is considered wasted.

Sirens sounded.

From far to near.

Looking at the sky again, there were helicopters flying.

The "Killer King" Quinn couldn't believe it when he got the news, so he dispatched people and horses while coming directly by helicopter.

Helicopter landing.

"Murder King" Quinn came down with four of his subordinate squirrels.

Seeing Du Yongxiao, Quinn hurriedly stepped forward and said, "How is the situation?" What about the murderer? ”

Du Yongxiao pointed to the scrapped car under the street lamp in front of him, "He's in there!" ”

Quinn nodded, and was about to beckoning someone to step forward.

Police cars followed.

The old sheriff Rusco led his men and horses to come in for reinforcements.

Seeing Du Yongxiao, Rusco was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered to laugh at Du Yongxiao, and beat a drum in his heart, could it be that he really caught the murderer this time?

The police officers who came with him were also surprised, wondering if all this was true, they had been handling the case for a long time, and it was solved by this Chinese agent in less than a day?

"Catch someone first!" Rusco winked at his men.

Then they went to the scrap car with Quinn and the others, preparing to arrest the murderer inside.

That's when —

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

Crowk slammed the car door and staggered out of it.

Everyone was immediately vigilant -

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

Crowk was bleeding from his forehead, and the blood obscured his eyes.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand to see the front clearly, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he smiled hideously.

Ignoring the warnings of these people in front of him, Crocker staggered to the back of the car, crunched, and opened the back of the car!

Just when everyone was speculating about what he was going to do—

Clark actually pulled out a submachine gun from the compartment!

"Oh God!"

"Damn it!"

Quinn, Rusco and the others screamed, and they all lay down and hid!

Others also hid together.

At the same time—

Da-da-da-da!

Clark grabbed the submachine gun and began to sweep!

Bullets rained down!

Quinn, Rusco and the others couldn't lift their heads at all.

"Damn, how can this be?"

"How can this bastard have heavy weapons?"

Quinn and the others shouted wildly, saying that they didn't expect this to happen.

When he arrived at the scene of the arrest, he suddenly turned into Crowk with one person and one shot, overwhelming the crowd.

Da-da-da-da!

The police car was fired by submachine guns, and it was densely packed with bullet holes.

The police hid behind the car and did not dare to show their heads.

Quinn and the others lay on the ground, not daring to look up.

That's when —

Du Yongxiao, smack, shot!

But instead of shooting at Crowker, the bullet was fired at the top of his head.

Crunch!

Crunch!

Crowk felt a strange voice overhead.

Looking at the top again, the broken light pole is crumbling, and finally -——

Boom!

The light pole is smashed!

Directly pressed Crowk, who was holding the submachine gun, to the ground.

There was a dead silence at the scene.

Quinn and the others looked up, only to hear footsteps.

Looking from afar—

Du Yongxiao held the unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Crowk, who was pressed under the lamp pole.

Crowk broke his sternum, spat blood in his mouth, and looked at Du Yongxiao with blank eyes.

Du Yongxiao ignored him, but squatted down, picked up Crowker's submachine gun, and aimed the barrel at the cigarette butt-

The cigarette is lit slowly.

Du Yongxiao took a leisurely sip, threw away the submachine gun, got up and smiled at Quinn and the others behind him: "it!" ”

(End of chapter)