Breaking Through the Clouds

Han Xiaomei's eyes were wide open, her mind was blank, but as expected, death did not come.

Click, click, click.

Ajie pulled the trigger as if playing around, and then threw the empty gun casually: "Huangmao girl, at least pretend to be a little bit like an empty city plan next time. If you have bullets, you still use your bare hands to break the window and climb out?"

"—Don't move!" He raised his voice suddenly, and Jiang stopped behind him to pick up the dagger.

"You and I don't want to move, so it's not necessary for this girl." Ajie said without turning his head, "Although it was not in the plan, killing more policemen is not a big deal to me."

The abandoned road is vast and long in the night, leading to the undulating wilderness at the end, and the emptiness and darkness that cannot be resolved like thick ink in the distance.

Jiang Ting finally stood up slowly.

Every bone and every inch of his body was screaming with severe pain, and every joint seemed to be filled with sour cold water, and even a slight movement would bring great pain.However, his figure is still very straight, from the back of the neck to the shoulders, from the butterfly bone to the back of the waist, and even from the slender legs to the feet, all showing a tight and neat posture.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" he asked.

Ajie put his knees on Han Xiaomei's abdomen, forcing her to fall to the ground with her elbows twisted unnaturally, then raised her head and estimated the time in her heart, and said, "It's about time for the person to pick me up."

Han Xiaomei forcibly suppressed her tears, but couldn't restrain the painful convulsions.

"Hu Weisheng is dead, and the bag of blue gold that was strayed out was also destroyed. Your police solved the case very quickly and helped us a lot. I think the boss will be very happy when I go back, but I can make him more Be happy." Ajie paused, turned around and Jiang Ting raised the corners of his mouth, showing a malicious smile: "If I can bring him something he wants more."

Behind him, at the end of the highway in the distance, a star of car lights flashed faintly.

Jiang Ting said, "Okay."

He promised so neatly, which somewhat surprised Ajie.

"But let her go first." Jiang Ting continued, "If this policeman dies, at least I can ensure that your life will not be too smooth for the next few years...or you will never have a future at all. A few years have passed."

Judging from Ajie's reaction, he probably didn't take it seriously. From the moment Han Xiaomei pointed a gun at his forehead, he was already half dead: "I advise you to..."

Jiang Ting said: "I think life is not easy, but it's quite easy to drag someone to be buried with you. How about I try?"

Ajie's demeanor finally changed, as if he was weighing how serious his words were.After thinking for a while, he shrugged, got up and let go of Han Xiaomei.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ting asked in a low voice while kneeling beside Han Xiaomei.

"...Consultant Lu..."

While holding his mobile phone, Ajie walked towards the Land Rover whose door was dented, found the metal briefcase on the co-pilot, and took out a briefcase from the glove box under the dashboard. A black pistol-shaped thing was inserted into the back of the waist.

"He, he has a gun..." Han Xiaomei was about to get up trembling, but was stopped by Jiang Ting.

"Better lie down."

"No, you—"

"You might have a little concussion from the fall just now, don't move around."

"But!" Han Xiaomei said anxiously, just about to say something, when she suddenly felt her pocket being moved.

Handcuffs!

She came to her senses in an instant, and looked at Jiang Ting suddenly, only to see that there was nothing unusual in his expression or tone of voice, and he said, "Lie here and wait for rescue, those people from the Municipal Bureau won't take too long. Hold on for a while." , I’ll come as I go.”

"Okay, you two, if we continue talking, she should discuss with you that we will go hand in hand to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate tomorrow morning." After sending the message, Ajie walked forward lazily: "Don't be endless."

Han Xiaomei only felt every movement of the handcuffs in her pocket was very clear. She stared at the killer who was getting closer behind Jiang Ting, her heart was pounding, as if it was going to burst through her throat in the next second, and she only listened to Jiang Ting's waves. Not surprised, said: "Okay."

Ajie landed on the ground and reached out to grab Jiang Ting's arm.

Swiping an arc of light past Han Xiaomei's nose, Jiang Ting stood up like lightning, and slammed the metal handcuff ring on Ajie's temple!

"run!"

Han Xiaomei didn't even dare to blink, she gritted her teeth and got up, running with all her strength!

"Fuck!" Ajie was really angry this time, he shook his head violently to get rid of the dizziness, grabbed the handcuffs like iron pincers and threw them away, and immediately raised his hand and drew his gun.He habitually wanted to open the safety catch, but he restrained himself as soon as he raised his thumb, and simply hit Jiang Ting's head hard with the butt of his gun, bang!

"I should have known that you are troublesome—" Ajie paused, his elbows stuck in his throat, and he was thinking about how to knock him out without killing him, when suddenly a bright light behind him, the engine The roar approached rapidly.

A Cherokee came speeding from the highway exit, and rushed behind in a blink of an eye.Ajie pushed Jiang Ting hard, and at the same time rolled on the spot and rushed several meters, the bullet flew against his heels and burst out a stream of dust!

Jiang Ting yelled: "Be careful he has a gun!"

As soon as the words fell, Ajie raised his hand and pulled the trigger.The Cherokee's bright headlights became the best target in the night, without even needing to aim, the entire front window shattered!

The tires scraped against the ground and made a sharp sound, the car drifted to a sudden stop, and stood firmly in front of Jiang Ting: "Come up!"

Ajie raised his eyebrows, and saw a graceful figure getting out of the car with a gun, it was Yan Yan.

"Fuck, life is tough." Ajie murmured, rolled over on the spot again to avoid the bullets passing close to him, dodged and squatted beside the Land Rover, and opened the car door to block himself.Just listening to the loud "bang!", the bullets that were chasing hit the door, and the thrust caused half of the front of the car to shake!

"Are you all right, Team Jiang?" Yan Xie shouted as he pushed towards the Land Rover.

Behind Daqie's car, blood from Jiang Ting's forehead flowed down his temples, but his answer sounded very calm: "Leave me alone, watch out for the bullets! His gun is a Beretta M92!"

Yan Yan: "Oh, I'll go."

Beretta M92, double-row magazine, capacity up to 50 rounds, effective range [-] meters; enlarged trigger guard is designed for shooting with gloves, it is the favorite of the US military, terrorists and professional killers.

Compared with the pistols issued by the city bureau, it was nothing short of bullying.

Yan Xi held guns in both hands, and walked forward quickly. Every time Ajie appeared from behind the car door, he shot past, forcing the other party to be unable to shoot, and the metal car door was hit by the bullet with sparks flying.The bullets ran out in an instant, and Yan Xie had pushed behind the Land Rover, threw away the empty gun, jumped straight onto the roof of the car, and rolled cleanly.

Without saying a word, Ajie raised his gun and fired continuously, a stream of bullets hit the roof of the car!

bang bang bang-

The M92 9mm bullet almost grazed Yan Mao's body, leaving an arc of bullet marks on the roof of the car.In the gunpowder smoke, Yan Yan turned over and landed, grabbed Ajie's hand holding the gun, and the two wrestled together in the blink of an eye, and the M92 suddenly went off!

Jiang Ting's pupils suddenly dilated.

In the distance, Han Xiaomei shouted involuntarily, "Vice Yan—"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yan shot the M92 abruptly, and the military gun spun out an arc and landed with a thud!

"Is that right, buddy?" Yan Yan twisted Ajie tightly, and said in a stalemate: "Fighting is fighting, why shoot if it's okay, how hurtful is it?"

Ajie finally pushed him away with his body, and the two retreated a few steps at the same time, staring at each other.

"Since it's you, I don't need to keep my hands." Ajekara twisted his neck and said coldly: "Prepare to die."

Yan Yan sneered: "Since it's me, it's not certain who will die."

When the last word landed, Ajie's punch was already in front of him, Yan Yan blocked it with one hand, and then he whipped his leg across his cheek, and the two of them wrestled together instantly!

In fact, if a strict comparison is made, Ajie is the one who received professional and professional training, and Yan Xie was the one who had been in boxing gyms and "gangs" since he was a child. It was not until he went to the police academy that he systematically learned fighting and boxing.

But Ye Luzi has the advantage of Ye Luzi, and the fights are more brutal, more ruthless, and more violent.Ajie grabbed Yan Mo's arm and was about to throw him over his shoulder, but at the moment when he was in the air, Yan Mo's knees hooked Ajie's back of the neck, and both of them fell to the ground with two bangs at the same time, smashing the windows of the Land Rover. Smash!

Broken glass splashed all over the sky, splashing all over their bodies and faces.Ajie spat out a mouth full of glass shards with a pooh, and just about to get up, his eyes were black and his head was thumping, his throat was locked by a huge force-it was Yan Yan who lay behind and locked his neck with his legs, forcefully pushing him back to the ground!

"Damn it..." Ajie cursed, unable to move from the neck to the upper body at all, so he tried his best to reach out to hook the M92 on the ground.

Seeing that his fingers were approaching the handle of the gun inch by inch, Yan Yan could not let him reach it, kicked vigorously with both feet, immediately got up and rushed towards the M92, trying to grab the gun in his hands first.

At this moment, Ajie was kicked so that he slid flat to the bottom of the Land Rover.But he was quite a tough guy, he grabbed the car door full of holes in an instant, jumped up and jumped up, grabbed Yan Xie before he caught the gun, and kicked the M92 out without saying a word!

"Didn't you say that firing a gun hurts your feelings?" Ajie sneered, hugging Yan Mao and violently lifting him up, only to hear a bang!A huge earthquake came, and Yan Yan's whole body was smashed on the roof of the car!

The few remaining car windows, which were already in jeopardy, finally couldn't hold on any longer, and exploded into shards in all directions.

Han Xiaomei's shout changed sharply: "—Deputy Yan!!"

Ajie's mouth was full of blood cut by the glass, he wiped it off indifferently, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Ting standing in front of the big car not far away.

The moment their eyes met, a smile appeared in Ajie's eyes, with teasing and pure masculine showing off, he mouthed two words silently: "Look."

Immediately, he twisted his wrist casually, just about to turn around and deliver a fatal blow, when suddenly bang!With a sound, the whole person was strangled by the scissor legs that descended from the sky and smashed into the car window!

"What kind of relationship do you have with a death row prisoner?" Yan Yan got up from the roof of the car: "Don't you see that you are worthy?"

Yan Yan jumped out of the car full of hostility, grabbed Ajie by the back collar, and lifted his head out of the car window amidst the clattering of countless broken glass, followed by another slam!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! !

Ajie didn't say a word, his head was covered in blood, instead he hugged Yan Xie and pushed back, taking seven or eight steps in a row, he slammed into the guardrail of the expressway hard and hard!

The two of them together weighed more than 300 kilograms, and the terrible impact force caused by the inertial acceleration caused the metal guardrail to be dented visible to the naked eye.In an instant, Yan Yan's whole back was in severe pain, as if even his back ribs were broken, and he tried his best to dodge to avoid it. Ajie hit his original position with a leg, and the leg force weighing several hundred kilograms knocked out the metal guardrail on the spot. pit!

Yan Yan gritted his teeth and twisted Ajie, even with a ferocious expression on his face, and continuously elbowed his cervical spine fiercely, causing a terrifying rattling sound from his bones.

When two strong and evenly matched men with an average height of nearly 1.9 meters were fighting to the death, they were like two immortal tigers. The ground was punched with fists directly down to the ears, and the Land Rover lights were kicked into pieces, and the glass was broken. Pieces of rubble were pouring down the sky.Ajie suddenly bent down to avoid Yan Yan's heavy spinning kick, got up and grabbed the roof of the Land Rover that had already been smashed to an angle, jumped vertically with one hand, and fell to the co-pilot on the other side in a blink of an eye, from Grabbed the black sniper rifle case from the car window, sweeping away Yan Xie's face!

"Bah!" Yan Xie spit out blood foam with tooth fragments on the spot, immediately caught the metal gun case, threw it far away fiercely, and kicked Ajie until he vomited blood, and flew several meters away!

Clang!

Ajie hit the guardrail, and the scattered dust and bricks on the side of the road splashed all over his body.

"..." Ajie put his hands on the ground and slowly got up, Kara moved his lower shoulders and stared straight at Yan Mao.

His browbones and nose bridge are high, and because the forehead and eye sockets are full of blood, his eyes look extraordinarily cold and fierce, and he said slowly: "It seems that I should really kill you."

Yan Xie was panting in the same way, his nostrils were full of scorching hot air with the smell of iron, and half of his mouth curled up upon hearing this.

That smile was cold and iron-blooded, and with such an expression, he raised his hand and hooked his index finger.

"Looking for death," Ajie cursed, just as he stepped forward, suddenly——

boom!

The loud noise shook the night, and everyone looked for the sound at the same time.

"Stop." Jiang Ting pointed the muzzle of the gun at the sky and turned to Ajie, the M92 was still emitting smoke: "One more move and I'll shoot."

The gun was kicked by Yan Yan just now, and fell into the wilderness behind the guardrail. In the darkness, no one noticed when Jiang Ting picked it up, nor did anyone notice that his hand holding the gun was not steady. .

Only Ajie.

The scene was stalemate, he squinted his eyes, and stared at Jiang Ting's cold and bloodless face, as if piercing through the ice-covered handsome face, and saw something deeper, secret, painful and unknown .

"Shoot," Ajie blinked and laughed, "Aren't you a good marksman? Come on, shoot me, just like you killed 'Rivet'."

--rivet.

Yan Yan's eyelids twitched heavily, and he glanced at Jiang Ting.

As if a forbidden spell broke through the ice, Jiang Ting stood there straight, but his soul seemed to have crashed into the icy cold bottom.

The undercurrent swept over with malicious memories, enveloping her whole body, and then circled behind her, whispering in her ear like a devil: "Do you want to go out?"

A dark prison cell.

"Do you want to regain your freedom?"

The ray of light from the crack of the window shines on the figure in the corner.

"That person is the police undercover code-named Rivet..."

He struggled to back away, but someone restrained him from behind and forced the gun into his hand

"There is only one bullet in the chamber, the undercover agent or yourself." The voice in the nightmare said with a smile: "You must make the right choice."

Jiang Ting's chest rose and fell, but he couldn't tell whether his hoarse breathing came from a dream or reality.

—I must live, he thought vaguely.

My brothers are dead, I have to live to avenge them; everyone thinks I'm an insider, I have to live to clear my name... I can't die.

but.

but--

Jiang Ting stood upright in the wilderness, cold sweat drenched his temples, and slowly gathered on the tip of his chin along his cheeks.He saw his hand holding the gun raised, but even with all his strength, he couldn't avoid the fact that it had happened in the nightmare. He could only tremble and close his eyes, and the next moment he clasped his index finger——

boom!