The Underworld Detective

I dragged the driver out of the driver's seat, threw him on the side of the road, and his phone on the bracket was on the GPS positioning system, and there were three cars coming this way.

If I continue to move forward, I will definitely meet those people. The safest thing is to go back to the place where I just had an impasse with the people, rendezvous with Song Xingsheng and then find a way out of here.

I opened the back cover of the driver's phone, smashed the card, and removed the driver's jacket and duck hat and simply changed the underwear.

I sat in the cab and slowly started the car based on my old impression!

There was a bottle of unopened mineral water in the locker, and I picked it up and looked at it to make sure there was nothing in it, which opened it and filled it with a large mouthful. My thirsty stomach feels irrigated, and it's really fast.

I put out the lights and drove on a dark night road, thinking about the situation.

I'm not sure about the scope of the 'Golden Bone Order', but next, as the bounty improves, more powerful criminals continue to kill.

My strength will last until dawn at best. I need to find a way to break through the perimeter as soon as possible. I should be safe from remote areas.

Half an hour later, I went back to where I was stuck. Four, the silence, I parked the car on the side of the road, intending to go and deal with him, at least tie him up.

I followed the same path and fell into the bushes half a man tall. As I approached, I suddenly smelled a warm, bloody smell, standing in front of me like a man with a sharp blade, and I stopped scared so quickly that I turned around and was ready to go.

The man's ears were very spiritual and he quickly caught up. I turned around and tried to spell it with the eyes of the Pluto, but I found him holding a Tang knife in his hand and stood still for a moment. It was Song Xingsheng.

I was so excited that I almost hugged him. Of course, I knew it wasn't appropriate, so I put up with it. Song Xingsheng said: "Young Master, you're okay, I'm relieved! ”

Turns out he followed the mark left by Song Shichao to find this place. He just woke up, and Song Xingsheng gave him the results without any courtesy.

I said, "Song Shichao is dead. ”

Song Xingshen was slightly surprised: “It is not appropriate to stay here for long, just walk and talk! ”

I shook my head: “Let Song Shichao be buried first, he is in a cabin not far away. ”

We were both cautious on our way to the cabin, and I am now a complete bird of shock. Fortunately, Song Shichao's body was never moved. We searched for some planks, picked a softer plot of land next to it, dug a shallow pit and buried Song Shichao, then inserted the planks in the head as a tombstone.

I tried to burn him some yellow paper, but the fire might attract criminals, so I stacked a couple of paper treasures with yellow paper on the head of the grave.

Song Xingsheng said: “Let's write a name! First, Wusong can take his body back; second, now there are criminals everywhere looking for you. If they see an unnamed grave here, they may chip it open. ”

I think he made sense. He lit his head. Song Xingsheng pulled out the Tang knife and stamped the tombstone with the words' Song Shichao's Tomb '.

We went back to the car and exchanged information with each other. In the afternoon, when Song Xingsheng and the muscular man fought viciously, the gunfire attracted another group of bandits. The Wolf King was killed because of his companion. His eyes turned red. Three groups of criminals actually broke into each other. Song Xingsheng took the opportunity to escape. It took some time to find me.

I said, "The muscular man looks a little familiar and seems to be a wanted man, but I'm not familiar with him on the coast. ”

We discussed it. We intend to rush to Jianyang City overnight. After arrival, we can take a car, train, and leave Fujian immediately. So we got in the car, and for safety's sake, I didn't drive the lights on the way.

Me and Song Xingsheng were silent all the way, and the scenery on both sides kept retreating. When we arrived at a junction, suddenly a white light shone in front of me, and my eyes were shaken for a brief blind moment.

Before my eyes recovered, I heard a roaring engine, I rubbed my eyes hard and saw a jeep in front of me, and the momentum rushed towards us.

“Oops!” I shouted, circled the steering wheel, and quickly turned back.

We were forced backwards by the jeep, and Song Xingsheng shouted, “It's the muscle man's car! He knew it was a must go, so he intercepted us here. ”

I bit my teeth and said, "Now that I don't want to die buying bones in Yellow Springs, spell it out! ”

I hit the steering wheel back, stepped on the throttle, and ran straight through it. The jeep was like an angry bull, and the rear wheel turned a few times over the ground, rubbing out a white smoke, and then rushed over.

The two cars headed off at a speed of 60 km/h, a game of brave men who either crashed together or one side pleaded guilty.

My heart pounded wildly, Song Xingsheng's eyes calmly looked ahead, the jeep's pungent light was getting closer and closer, almost all of our horizons had been diffused.

Just a second away, the jeep suddenly hit the steering wheel to the left and rushed under the subway...

I was thrilled, stepped on the throttle and rushed forward with the joy of escape day. But I didn't expect a sudden burst, the car burst, and then the burst of friction came from below, flashing sparks on both sides of the car like a fire.

Song Xingsheng glanced back and said: "Son of a bitch, he sprinkled a quinoa on the road! ”

The car with the flat tire can no longer be driven. I hurried to brake. The car hasn't stopped yet. Song Xingsheng opened the door and rushed out. I also got out of the car. He waved: “Run, the man is coming! ”

We ran along the road, and not long later, there was a burst of engine noise coming from behind. Seeing the jeep crash the taxi heavily, chasing it behind like a tank, the muscular man in the driver's seat, like a tough guy in a big American film, with a bandage all over his body, a cigar in his mouth and a sub-machine gun sticking out of his window.

When a shuttle of bullets came, the bullets hit the ground, but the sound was not very loud. It seemed like something soft. One of them splashed on me, turns out to be a rubber bullet.

Song Xingshen pulled out Tang's knife and threw away his sheath. “Young Master, I'll cover you! ”

I didn't yell at him, but I saw him jump, leaping unbiased onto the head of the Jeep, jumping one step to the roof, grabbing the rack with one hand, and sticking a knife in his hand downward.

The Jeep swayed east and west on the road, but Song Xingsheng was rooted like a foot. He could not be thrown away by the other side. At this time, the muscle man changed another gun, pulled the trigger against the roof, burst into a few noises, and the roof blew up like a flower, showing several bullet holes.

Song Xingshen climbed the luggage rack with his hands in order to avoid the bullets, his body was thrown aside and dangerously hung on the car. This scene made me pinch a cold sweat, but it didn't help.

At this point, there is a light slowly approaching from the distance, only a motorcycle quickly came along...