Personal security

Chapter 28: A master in his own right

"Hurry up and solve it. My intuition tells me that it's not that simple." Zhao Jianhui always felt that something was wrong. He chased them all the way. These guys were obviously very smart when they avoided tracking. How come they have become fools now?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui quickly ordered: "Solve the problem as soon as possible and evacuate this small building immediately."

"Alas! Who told you to be a sidekick?" Dadong sighed in his heart, and immediately tightened his grip on the handle of the gun and stretched the muzzle out of the window.

At this moment, Dadong's fingers moved. There was a glass window between him, so he raised his gun and started shooting without even taking aim. After four shots were fired, he moved quickly and flew down the stairs.

On the third floor, Zhao Jianhui and Yan Wu each fired three shots. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" The muzzles of the guns were beating, and the bullets were whistling dullly as they flew into the house. "Crack! Crash! Bang! Plop!..." The corpse fell to the ground, the sound of chairs and wine bottles being knocked over, the sound of the mahjong table being knocked over, the sound of dominoes falling to the ground, and the brief shock and screams of men and women. They all sounded one after another in just a few seconds.

Six people, four men and two women, were all lying or prone in the room, and there was a dead silence. The impact points of each person are also the fatal points of the head such as the eyebrows and temples. The blood and brains left on the back of the head were brilliant under the reflection of the overhead lights, as if they were totems of monsters painted around them.

"Stop standing there stupidly! Let's go!" Zhao Jianhui shouted urgently. At the same time as the gunshot, he felt a dangerous aura. He shouted loudly, and Yan Wu suddenly came back from the bloody scene. Just as she jumped up and down behind Zhao Jianhui, a dull gunshot sounded. Yan Wu's body staggered, A rain of blood suddenly appeared on his shoulder. She was shot.

Immediately afterwards, an Illivala voice came, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but frown: "Uyghur..." Are these people from the west?

He turned around, covered his mouth and trembled slightly. After Yan Wu, who had frightened eyes, gestured to her to squat down and stop moving, he slowly stretched out half of his head from the corridor.

"Danger..." Yan Wu shouted urgently in a low voice, but Zhao Jianhui had already raised his hand and fired. With the sound of the gunshot, a person fell like a sandbag from the tall elm tree in the yard. Damn it, there was no one in the tree just now, when did you get to climb up there?

Basement, this small building must have a basement, it must be. At this moment, Zhao Jianhui suddenly thought that this was the only possibility. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain where these people came from.

"Pigeons, pay attention to search for the exit of the basement. Someone has come out of the basement and climbed into the tree to attack us. They were also injured." Zhao Jianhui quickly asked the pigeons still in the backyard to pay attention to the search.

"Boss, I don't have time to care about things in the basement right now. There are three guys pestering me." Pigeon's voice came over, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be shocked. Pigeon said it in an understatement, but he knew it without thinking. She was definitely in danger. Because, when the pigeons' voices came, they were also mixed with the sounds of shouting and fighting. The pigeon that looks so quiet and delicate will be the opponent of three hostile elements?

In the car, I was still thinking about whether these people could cope with complex situations, but once I got into the mood, I completely forgot about this problem. Ge Ge and others are not members of Tu Xiong and Sun Liyun's gang. If they were them, they would follow their own arrangements and assign brand tasks by themselves, and don't have to worry at all. Someone will naturally be responsible for everything below.

However, now that he went upstairs, Yan Wu and Dadong ran upstairs without removing any of their potential enemies. Maybe they are qualified espionage personnel, maybe they will be good experts when fighting alone, but in terms of the overall situation, in terms of overall defense, and in terms of mutual cooperation, a comparison shows that they are inferior to Tu Xiong and others. gap.

However, as the top commander on site, he was derelict in his duties if he did not anticipate this gap and failed to take precautions against unexpected situations.

"Stay up there and don't move." Zhao Jianhui said hastily to Yan Wu, then turned and rushed into the room, kicked open the window at the back of the third floor, and jumped out.

Before Zhao Jianhui's body even landed, a bit of cold light was already flying toward him like lightning. At the same time, a pigeon's voice also came from the headset: "Boss, be careful...ah..."

Without thinking, Zhao Jianhui aimed the gun in his hand at the flying cold light and fired. The bullet and the white light collided fiercely less than five meters in front of him, emitting a dazzling fire. Zhao Jianhui's body rolled forward twice in a row. While standing, a bullet was fired from the gun in his hand.

This was a bullet fired completely based on feeling, aiming at the exact location where the flying knife was fired. However, after the bullet was fired, there was no expected sound from the other side of the belt, but a surge of air flowing behind him. Before Zhao Jianhui could turn around, he lowered his head, twisted his waist, and swung his leg back with a bang. There was a dull sound of a giant object falling to the ground from behind, and Zhao Jianhui's leg actually felt a faint pain. This was something he had never experienced before.

Zhao Jianhui turned around in confusion, and the same sound he had heard from upstairs came at the same time. The man who had just been knocked to the ground by his kick was actually a strong man nearly two meters tall, with naturally curly short hair, a prominent forehead and sunken eyes, a white face like mutton-fat jade, and a thick beard from the roots of the ears to the jaw. All this told Zhao Jianhui that this man was really as he expected, a resident of the northwest region.

Because this group of people is a very small minority after all, in order to attract people's attention, they often take some extreme actions, such as arson, explosions and other cruel means to attract everyone's attention.

This time, a very important international conference was about to be held in the capital, and these people actually sneaked into the capital to cause great damage.

Zhao Jianhui had no good feelings for this group of people. They were just making trouble while having a good life. If you have the ability, you can do it with real swords and guns. What's the ability of harming ordinary people?

So, before the guy stood up, Zhao Jianhui kicked him again. This time he was well prepared, his legs were already infused with "Hunyuan Zhengqi", and with a click, the man had at least four broken ribs. Zhao Jianhui didn't care about his screams like a pig being slaughtered, and immediately stepped on him a few more times. Even if the man didn't die, he was already disabled.

On the other side, a black car was parked in the yard, and Pigeon was circling around the car with a thin young man. A flying knife was stuck on her right arm, and dark red blood kept dripping on the ground.

The young man who was chasing her looked to be in his twenties, but his beard was longer than the man he had just injured. Although Pigeon's arm was injured, she was still light and agile. The two of them kept circling around the car, and the man kept shouting in his mouth, but he couldn't catch up with her.

Seeing that she was not in danger now, Zhao Jianhui carefully searched the yard, but the pigeon said there were three people just now, but now there was one less.

"Pigeon, where's the other guy?" Zhao Jianhui asked as he took a step forward.

It was not until Zhao Jianhui asked that the young man chasing Pigeon was surprised to find that his companion had already fallen to the ground. He looked at Zhao Jianhui in amazement, and he really couldn't believe that this tall and thin guy had taken care of the most capable man on their side so quickly.

"Boss, the third one" When Pigeon said this, he actually raised his hand and stroked his long hair easily: "The third one is a leader, and these three are his bodyguards. I think he should be almost at Cuidao Pier at this moment!"

"Three?" Zhao Jianhui remembered that Pigeon said that the first person he killed was the one in the car. This woman, at this time, she still hasn't forgotten to be conceited? Isn't it just that her hair is a little messy? People have run away, so why are you still stroking your hair? Pigeon really wanted to know what Zhao Jianhui was thinking, so he blinked at him and suddenly shook the wrist that was stroking his hair. A sharp black steel wire flew like lightning and pierced the throat of the young man who was standing in front of him in shock.