Bao Bei instinctively flashed from the steel cable and jumped out to the left. He heard two gunshots in his ears, and chestnut bullets shot into his original place, colliding with the metal floor steel plate, Bao Bei rushed into a groove on the left, which could barely block most of his body.

The guy above saw that he didn't hit Bao Bei with two shots. He continued to crawl up without hesitation.

Bao Bei's arms began to hurt, especially on the shoulders. The muscles were a little too hard and they were tearing and pain, but at this moment he forced himself to endure... for no other reason, just because of the tattoo on this guy's shoulder

That eagle

Bao Bei knew that he could definitely catch him because his shoulders had begun to become tired, so he didn't believe that the guy above was stronger than him.

Bao Bei didn't know how long he had climbed at the height of the seventeenth and eighteenth floors, but when he climbed up, the elevator on the fifth floor was below, and some police officers opened the door of the floating platform and searched in with a searchlight. Some police officers shouted loudly, and Bao Bei shouted at these guys: "He went up and went to the top of the building to block him."

Bao Bei didn't care whether the police officers understood or not and continued to move up. The guy above had disappeared from Bao Bei's sight. This made Bao Bei a little anxious. When he finally reached the top, it was now the top floor of the elevator, with the January circle of steel cables on it, huge... There was also a small iron door next to it, which was a very narrow repair exit. It could only be enough for one person to enter and exit. The door was open and the lock was broken. There was a strong light outside.

Bao Bei moved over and supported his hands. Then he kicked his legs out first, and then he slid out of the small door after sending them. But before his legs fell to the ground, he felt a strong wind on the side... Then his waist hurt, his body shook, and he flew horizontally and hit the ground.

The exposed skin rubbed on the ground and Bao Bei felt severe pain in the lowermost rib on the left before he could stand up. He saw a foot appear in front of him and stepped on his head. Bao Bei quickly rolled on the ground and tried to get himself out of the distance. Then he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, jumped up from the ground, and saw this guy looking at him with a grim smile. Bao Bei smiled silently... If he just ran away, then his escape was indeed inferior to this guy in his skill, but it was a battle...

Bao Bei looked down and saw the bottom rib on his left side, and his clothes and shoe prints were clearly the guy came out first, and hid aside and attacked him. He took advantage of the opportunity when he had just come out and kicked him hard.

Bao Bei took a deep breath, and the pain had been relieved. This guy's feet were so hard that Bao Bei suspected that this kick would almost knock him to break his ribs, but his perverted recovery ability was not covered. After a moment, the pain had been relieved.

There was about three or five steps between Bao Bei and the gangster. He had empty hands, and the gangster was wearing synthetic locks with both hands, but the air pressure device was broken, probably because the gangster himself interrupted it with a gun. Fortunately, it was obvious that the gangster's gun had no bullets. Otherwise, when Bao Bei came out just now, if the gangster did not kick him with his feet, but with a gun, Bao Bei might have been seriously injured if he didn't die now.

We looked at each other for a few moments, then my eyes glanced at the ground quietly. My dagger fell to the ground, which was when I fell to the ground just now.

He was careful that Li Yi approached me a few steps, his feet were very stable and his steps were very flexible. My left rib was injured, which made my left arm inconvenient to move. Once I raised my left arm, it would cause severe pain to the ribs.

Suddenly, just as my body staggered slightly, he moved, and he was able to seize the opportunity. When I saw me moving to the left, my body naturally leaned to one side due to the pain. He instantly hugged his hands together and smashed the iron handcuffs on his wrist toward my face...

I quickly dodged under my feet, but moved away from his hand movements, but he kicked it out at the same time, kicking it on my thigh. My feet became soft. Fortunately, I was still working hard on weekdays. Although I staggered for a while, I finally didn't fall down. But this guy was not only agile in his hand, but his movements were even more vicious than a poisonous snake. He almost stopped. When he turned his body, he turned sideways behind me, and then elbowed his back, pounding hard on my back heart.

I immediately felt a black look in front of me and rushed forward. At the same time, there was almost bleeding from my mouth. I took my busy schedule and supported my hands, hitting the ground without facing down, and then tried to land with my back. This guy couldn't let me breathe at all, and he had already pounced on me again

I immediately supported the ground with both hands. When he got closer, I suddenly "harrier turned over" and stood up from the ground. At the same time, my legs were kicked heavily on his chin

He immediately fell out a few steps, then twisted his body, finally standing straight, but the corners of his chin were covered with blood.

Both of us were hit hard by each other. Both of us gasped for a few breaths, stared at each other, walked two steps under our feet, and then pounced on him again. He took a quick move, raised his hand and hit the vital point of my throat. I turned my head and did not dodge. I was hit on my shoulder. He punched like the wind, and he punched me in a row, and he punched me in a row like a storm, one punch was more fierce than the other, one punch was harder than the other.

I resisted a few times, but his fists were really hard. After a few times, he opened my arms that were slamming into my heart. I almost didn't feel bad. He was pulled on my stomach with one kick, screamed in pain, and took two steps back.

I was already slapped at this moment, and I yelled and rushed over. The two of them twisted together. He twisted my neck, and I pressed his eyes with both hands

We both rolled into a ball on the ground. He was very sinister and deliberately freed up his hand and punched two punches at the injured ribs below my left side. These two punches made me almost vomit blood, but I held back and strangled his neck tightly with one hand, and two punches against his heart with the other hand.

flutter

He spat a mouthful of blood, then suddenly struggled and bounced away, rolling out on the spot, while I took the opportunity to fly and pick up the dagger on the ground.

When he stood up again, I shouted and rushed towards him, while the dagger in my hand was out of his hand and shot at him. A trace of tension flashed in his eyes, and he avoided the dagger sideways, but I had already arrived in front of me.

I turned sideways, supported the ground with my left foot, raised my right leg high, and then shouted with the help of my whole person rushing forward, and a roundabout kick hit him hard.

I was building up the momentum of this blow, and he immediately flew out and flew three or five meters away, and he slammed heavily on the two steel pipes on the roof.

With a muffled sound, the steel pipes were bent and concave. He was trapped in the notch of the steel pipes, and blood was sprayed out. I limped over, first grabbed his collar, then raised his hand and punched him in the face. His front teeth burst out suddenly, and then I picked him up. His body had completely softened, and he was carried by me like an empty sack.

I grabbed his neck with one hand, clenched my fists with the other hand, and fists were scattered on his chest and abdomen.

My heart was filled with anger and hatred. I didn't know how many fists I had hit, which made my arm sore and soft. My left rib, which was already painful, almost made me faint in pain, so I barely stopped.

He had fallen to the ground, his mouth and nose were covered with blood.

At this time, I heard a sound from the door from the rooftop rooftop behind me. I knew the police were about to rush up, so I immediately grabbed the broken steel pipe, walked over, and inserted the steel pipe into the door handle with my backhand.

In this way, if the police can hit the door inside, they will not be able to get out for a while unless they have the strength to remove the entire door.

I turned around and returned to the man, bent down and grabbed his collar tightly: "?"

His face was swollen like a pig's head and his face was covered in blood. When he heard my questioning, he suddenly laughed. His eyes were as vicious as a poisonous snake. His eyes were swollen and could hardly open them, but he was still staring at me.

I was so angry that my heart was so angry that I picked up the dagger on the ground with my backhand and stabbed it on his shoulder

He screamed and his body trembled violently.

"Say, or not." I said aloud. I saw him shut his mouth and stopped talking. He pulled out a dagger and quickly pierced his other shoulder.

"Ah" He screamed, my face was cold, I held the hilt of the dagger in my hand, and deliberately turned it clockwise.

Suddenly, the blade wiped out his wounds and was covered in blood.

"What? Or don't you say it?" I looked at him coldly: "I'll ask you again, who are you?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..." His expression on his face was obviously distorted, but he suddenly burst into laughter.

I pulled out the dagger and stabbed it at the base of his thigh again

He screamed again, and then his eyes, which had been scattered, suddenly became sharp, staring at me, and shouted viciously: "If you die, you will die miserably, the snake will kill you."

"Cobra? Humph" I sneered, stretched out two fingers and inserted them into his mouth, and then clasped his mouth and cheeks, dragging him to the other side of the rooftop.

He screamed and struggled, but his whole body was covered in wounds, and he no longer had the power to resist.

In front of me is a white house about two meters tall, and I actually know it. This is the compressor of the central air conditioner in the entire building.

The huge compressor made a roar, deafening sound, and the abundant power and strong wind blew my head

Outside was a panel made of special materials, grid-like. I leaned him on it, then stood up and kicked him.

Click

His body immediately became concave, and the front grid was crushed

I bent down and said coldly: "Do you know what you are lying on now? Below is the air-conditioning compressor of the entire building, do you hear the wind inside? Let me tell you. The horsepower of this fan is stronger than the spiral of a helicopter. If someone falls down, it will be stirred into a ball of meat paste. Do you want to taste it?"

My voice at this moment is filled with endless evil and murderous aura. My expression is like a devil

"The snake of the eye will avenge me." His voice was filled with fear and trembling, but his eyes were still very vicious and had no compromise meaning: "You will die under the hands of the cobra, and you will die miserably."

"Okay." I knew I couldn't ask anything. I said slowly, "I just asked you, where are the Vietnamese people now? What are you talking about? "

The answer to me was a desperate and crazy sneer.

I stood up. Then I looked at him coldly and raised my feet...

Bang

I kicked it out, his body broke through the grid board, and he fell into the spiral below...

I stood on it, listening to the terrible sound that looked like a meat mixer, but at first my heart was cold and not relaxed at all.

The terrifying sound rang for more than ten seconds, and then it seemed that the machine was stuck and there was a noise, but I had slowly walked away.

I only took two steps and felt a severe pain everywhere in my body, my eyes were dark, as if I was about to fall down at any time.

I walked to the entrance of the rooftop rooftop. The door was already smashed and thumped. The police were shouting loudly inside. Someone shot the door lock, but the outside was crossed by steel pipes. Even if the door lock was broken, they could not get out.

I staggered and shouted, "Don't shoot, it's me."

I shouted three times, and someone inside responded to me. I walked over, took off the steel pipe with my backhand, and opened the door.

There were all policemen inside, some were fully armed. Seeing that I was holding a dagger in my hand, some policemen immediately pointed their guns at me, but I was too lazy to pay attention to these idiots, and staggered into two steps, and my feet became soft. Looking at these nervous guys, I sneered: "That fugitive is dead. Can you carry me down first now? I need an ambulance."

I finally lay on the stretcher of the ambulance, covered with blankets, and there was a noise in front and behind. The police station was already in chaos, and many police officers were in and out, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Yang Wei was right next to me, holding the stretcher with one hand, and the usual calm appearance on his face had long disappeared, replaced by an anxious and angry look.

A policeman tried to approach me, but was immediately driven away by Yang Wei in a rage. The policeman wanted to follow me into the ambulance, but Yang Wei refused. Later, Doug came forward and Qingxi argued.

In fact, the police will definitely not let me go. After all, I chased that guy up the roof, and I finally killed that guy... Of course, there are many ways to solve the problem afterwards, and these can be left to the lawyer to solve. No matter what, as long as I stick to two points: First, I just "go bravely" to catch the criminals. Second, I killed the criminals during the fight, but it can be defined as a last resort I took to protect my life.

Listening to the noisy sounds in front of me, I closed my eyes.

The stretcher was very hard, but I felt my whole body softened. But my mind was very clear, and even a lot of the feelings became extremely sensitive.

Originally, when I was on the roof, the pain on my body almost fainted, but when I really lay down, my mind was filled with various thoughts, but I couldn't sleep.

Even the pain is much stronger and clearer than usual.

There were many messy people outside, and I saw reporters humming, it was messy, everything was messy.

As soon as Norton showed up, he was immediately stopped by the reporters. The poor old guy was already pale. Although he forced his back, the frustration in his eyes could not be concealed.

A series of things have been happening one after another. It seems that this guy can't sit in his position for too long.

The ambulance staff carried me into the ambulance. Although Yang Wei insisted, he still couldn't get into the ambulance, but drove behind him. However, before leaving me, Yang Wei whispered in my ear: "No matter what other people ask you, remember not to answer a word or not answer anything. Don't say I've found someone to deal with this matter."

After the ambulance door was closed, the narrow car was filled with the smell of medicine. Some medical staff did some simple treatments on me, but what surprised me was that just when I turned my head, I saw a person lying on another stretcher beside me.

The unlucky guy who was robbed of the gun by the gangster and was hijacked.

His leg was shot, and he had stopped bleeding, his face was pale and depressed. He suddenly saw me, and a strange expression flashed across his face.

We were lying side by side, looking at each other several times, then I spoke first and smiled: "Mr. Police Officer, I didn't expect that we would meet again on such occasions."

His face looked ugly, but he opened his lips and muttered, "No matter what, Chen Yang, thank you. I heard that the bastard was dropped by you on the rooftop?"

I smiled and didn't answer this question.

Looking at this guy's angry look, he probably felt very annoyed... OK, because of his job mistake, the guy escaped, robbed his gun, and took him as a hostage... In the future, this incident will undoubtedly leave a shadow on his job and make him laugh.

Maybe he will be punished.

Poor guy, he must have hated the gangster to death now.

But at this moment I have no desire to pity him, and I have more important questions to ask him.

"Officer, can you ask you a question?" I said slowly: "Who is this guy? Why was he caught in the police station? What did he do? But why did he escape suddenly?"

The white policeman looked even more ugly.

He said angrily: "Only God knows that it's too messy outside these two days. We don't know how many people we have caught, but there are still so many gangsters on the street making trouble. This guy was just a group of people under my command who accidentally caught him at the door of a restaurant. Some of them were fighting at that time, maybe a fight between gangs or territorial battles. And this guy was also caught. But he wasn't expecting that this guy is so powerful... When he caught him, he didn't resist at all... Moreover, we locked him in the room for an hour, but he didn't run away. It's such a strange thing."

After hearing this, a trace of ominous signs immediately arose in my heart...

That guy is very powerful. With such skills, he can escape from the police station, but when he was arrested by the police, he didn't even resist... What is the meaning of this?

I immediately shouted: "He was arrested on purpose."
Chapter completed!