Chapter 204 Guess who will be the next one

Running on the long railway tracks, the cool autumn night wind whistled in the face. Although the train in front had slowed down, the air leaking from the carriage at high speed made the night wind even more raging and elusive.

With a bang, Xu Le grabbed a *** with his uninjured hand. The heat in his body scattered like a star explosion. He climbed up in an instant, adjusted his posture in the strong wind, and fell heavily to the top of the car, but he cleverly used the strong wind on the roof to slow down the speed, making only a very slight sound.

Take out the marching belt from your backpack and pass it through the repair port on the top of the high-speed train car, then fold it back and tie it tightly to your waist. After repeating this three times, the body that was dangerously vibrating and sliding on the top of the smooth car was finally fixed. Xu Le's nerves suddenly relaxed, his muscles relaxed and lie flat. He squeezed out a sigh from his scorching lungs, and then quickly disappeared by the night wind blowing from the soles of his feet.

If his body is in a peak perfect state, it is not difficult for Xu Le to complete the movement of climbing a high-speed train to fix his body, but he is seriously injured at this time, especially after a lot of blood loss, he has not had much supplements, both mentally and physically are on the verge of bottom.

Fortunately, he came up and was about to leave. He was seriously injured, beyond the logical calculations and intuitive speculation of President Pablo and all powerful agencies of the federal government. On this autumn night, he lay silently on the roof of the whistling and cold high-speed train, enduring the torture of gunshot wounds, and left the capital Special Administrative Region and headed towards the largest city of the federal government.

The Trinity Association became an extremely powerful organization in the tavern on the street. Shi Qinghai killed Byron and Mets in the Parliament Mountains. The Paulson, who was shot by Xu Le, was not a member of the association at all. Another important character in the association, General Hu Zhuo, is now recuperating in the Hong Kong Security District.

He took the high-speed rail to Hong Kong Capital, and he was trying to kill people.

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The metropolis in front of me that seemed to be a deformed beast woke up in the morning mist was the largest and most prosperous port capital of the Federation. Xu Le stood beside the high-level highway and looked over there, feeling the slight warmth from the soles of his shoes, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. It was indeed the most luxurious place in the entire capital's star circle. As soon as autumn began, the municipal road management department actually began to adjust the speed and quickly condense the heating equipment under the cement layer, without caring about the redundant consumption.

Xu Le is not unfamiliar with this city that is far larger than the capital. When he was developing the MX mecha at the Guoke Engineering Department, he would take the high-speed rail from the capital to Hong Kong every weekend. He passed by it countless times, but he was amazingly unable to find the feeling of familiarity and closeness.

About 100 kilometers away from the port, he took advantage of the opportunity when the high-speed train was passing through the outer filtration channel to slow down and jumped down. He didn't think that he would start the nervous brakes as arrogantly as Lin Banshan and Zhang Xiaohua, but that would seem too arrogant. He came to kill people, naturally he needed to keep a low profile before he was low profile.

Standing by the road, Xu Le stretched out his right hand to make a free ride gesture. Because there were fewer cars in the morning, a kind female driver stopped beside him. During the next must-have ride chat, the female driver, who was over 40, admitted cheerfully that she stepped on the brakes by looking at Xu Le's smile outside the shadow of the brim of the hat.

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Four hours later, a young man wearing a hooded sports windbreaker and carrying a heavy backpack walked out of the garden-style sanitation center of the Hong Kong Metropolitan Security District. Because the brim of the hat was too low, no one noticed that his face was extremely pale.

A telephone that was not cheap or expensive in the military service club opposite the sanitation center. The young man quickly turned into a small alley next to him without attracting attention. For some reason, his legs trembled particularly hard.

The alley was still at the end of the alley. Some dirty air seemed particularly difficult to breathe in the noon sun. Xu Le gasped quickly and walked into the shadows, looking for the nearest gate of the underground waterway system. He could no longer control the cracked wound, and the blood that oozed quickly dripped down his arm and dripped from his sleeves.

The same is true for his legs. I don’t know how many gunshot wounds began to bleed after losing the fine control of the muscles. Every step towards the shadow at the end of the alley would leave a clear blood trail on the ground.

It was not until his figure disappeared into the shadows and the blood dripping stopped in front of a slowly rotating underground waterway gate, and in the remote Gangdu Guard District Rehabilitation Center, an extremely sharp alarm sounded, mixed with the unique screams of women.

The second floor of the building with the best scenery inside the sanitary center, and the gorgeous garden below can be clearly seen from the terrace. In the port city where air pollution and economic strength are equally superior to the Federation, this large and active garden undoubtedly represents absolute power and luxury.

General Hu, who had just stepped down as deputy commander of the Second Military Region and was about to accept more important orders from the President, liked this garden the most during his recuperation in Hong Kong.

The general has been in the army for many years and is no longer the intelligent and weak officer in the Sany Association back then. The blazing sun at noon never disturbs him from enjoying the elegance of the flower scenery on the terrace. Instead, he feels that such a gorgeous flower scenery needs the bright sunshine to set off the ultimate brilliance, just like himself under the light of Mr. President and Chairman Li, he will surely bloom the most extreme and dazzling brilliance in his future life.

At noon that day, the young and beautiful and soft waitress came to the room with a smile on her face, preparing to bring the exquisite food and wine to the terrace, but found that the general was asleep very rare.

Between the gorgeous sunshine and the flower scene, General Hu seemed to sleep soundly, but his eyes were so huge that he was filled with anger and shock. The delicate blood hole left by the sharp thorn in his throat had destroyed his life, just before the moment when he was about to bloom the most brilliant.

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The underground waterway of the Hong Kong Capital is filled with the most unpleasant smell than that of the Capital Special Administrative Region. Xu Le, who was walking in the dark in silence, seemed to be unable to smell these. When passing a corner with good signals, he picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of a certain girl again.

Almost instantly, the President's thick and charming voice appeared on the other end of the phone.

Until this moment, Xu Le still thought that the sound did have some convincing smell. He was silent for a moment with complex emotions, and then whispered:

"Byron is dead, Mays is dead, Lake is dead, Paulson is dead, just now General Hu Zhuo was dead."
Chapter completed!