The Plow

Paramount is located in the only area in Shanghai that does not border the suburbs, which is known as the aristocratic area.

But the aristocratic area is not that safe.

In this era, there is stability in the chaos, and there is chaos in the chaos. People from all over the world gather in one place to try to flex their muscles. There are many tyrants, and there are more dangerous storms and tsunamis hidden under the turbulent waves.

Just like at this moment, Ling Shu followed Jiang He, hurried out of Paramount, and looked up at the sky.

The wind was strong, still piercing, but the moon and stars were not seen at all, and all eyes were dark clouds.

Ling Shu remembered an old saying.

The moon is dark and the night is killing, and the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.

A night like this is perfect for something to happen.

Jiang He's behavior was a bit strange.

He came to the banquet with Lu Tongcang, but at this moment he left alone. He didn't wait for the driver to pick him up, and he didn't get into any car. He just wrapped his coat tightly and turned left in front without turning his head.

Ling Shu quickened his pace and turned left as well.

He didn't show his body rashly, but looked from the wall.

Not far away, Jiang He really stood still and turned around abruptly!

Ling Shu quickly retracted his head!

so close!

Just a little bit later, it was discovered.

Counting silently for three seconds, he probed out again, and Jiang He had gone far.

The street lamps stretched his shadow very long, and there was an inexplicable sense of weirdness in the dark night, like an unknown monster sneaking alone, ready to violently devour people at any time.

A person like Jiang He has been licking blood from the knife for many years, and his vigilance is surprisingly high. If he is not high, he will be dead. Therefore, the first taboo for stalking is to follow too closely, especially in the dead of night. Light, it is inevitable that there will be an echo.

But it can't be too far away, it's easy to lose people even more. Jiang He is obviously not an ordinary night walk. He left Paramount halfway with some purpose. field, which makes him more vigilant.

Tracking is a skill, and it is easy to track ordinary people, but how to track a master without being discovered is the best of the best.

Ling Shu is quite satisfied with his tracking technology.

He and Jiang He have always maintained a distance that is neither too far nor too close.

But Ling Shu also found that the other party had been walking through the alley, turning constantly, as if aimlessly, and as if trying to get rid of the stalker.

He was sure that Jiang He didn't know his existence.

Then what is Jiang He's intention in doing this?

boom!

A gunshot in the dark night seemed to answer Ling Shu's question.

The gunshots came from the front, and it was probably where Jiang He was.

Ling Shu didn't care about other things, and followed the sound a few steps away.

Then he saw Jiang He fighting with someone.

To be exact, it was four people who were besieging and chasing Jiang He.

……

Jiang He squatted with his back against the wall.

The stench of garbage wafted out, which was almost the same as the environment where Jiang He grew up.

He closed his eyes and reached for his arm.

Unsurprisingly, it was wet there.

The alley was full of sundries, enough for Jiang He to hide for a while, but not for long. With the skill of those four people, he fired all the bullets in the magazine, and he might not be able to bring down all four of them.

However, if he could earn a way out by going all out, Jiang He was still willing to give it a try.

After all, a person like him has already experienced too many life-and-death dangers, and his ability to survive until now depends entirely on his ability and luck.

Hope tonight's luck is not too bad.

This place has already left Zhabei, and the night patrol police hardly see anyone, and the intensive gunfire will not attract onlookers.

The nearby residents all know that curiosity at this time can only bring disaster to themselves.

The footsteps were getting closer.

While Jiang He was using the debris to hide his figure, the other party was also using the debris to move forward.

Jiang He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement, and suddenly popped up his head and fired two shots at the opponent!

Boom!

The opponent was shot in the shoulder and fell to the ground!

Jiang He didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately retreated.

But still half a step late.

The men in ambush behind him fired almost simultaneously!

Jiang He's muffled voice could be heard clearly in the alley.

The killers looked at each other, and they could all hear the pain in his voice, which couldn't be faked.

Several people got up from behind the cover and slowly surrounded the river.

Getting closer.

Shrunk from tens of meters to tens of meters, and then from tens of meters to a few meters.

Jiang He's heart beat like a drum, and he slowly clenched the gun in his hand.

He didn't have two guns, if he had, he could still shoot left and right tonight when he was unprepared, so as to catch the opponent by surprise, there might be a glimmer of life.

But a gun means he can only choose one direction.

Care about the past and disregard the future, care about the future and disregard the front.

The back is destined to be exposed, and the opponent is allowed to fish.

The pocket watch was pressed against his chest, and the hands on it silently counted the time for him.

five.

Four.

three.

two.

Jiang He was ready to go, ready to do his best to fight a bloody path for himself.

But at the last second——

Gunshots rang out again!

Not from him, nor from the killer who flanked him, but farther away!

Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

Regardless of whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend, this is his only chance to escape!

He jumped up, rushed towards the enemy on one side, fired two shots in a row, and quickly rolled to the back of the garbage pile on the other side.

Sure enough, the opponent was distracted by another gunshot, and when he recovered, one of them had already been fatally shot.

The other person immediately rushed towards Jiang He!

Jiang He picked up the trash and threw it at him, but his body rushed in the opposite direction.

Because there are two people behind.

Several shots fired one after another, and Jiang He was shot in the waist again, but at the same time, he had already rushed to the opponent, shot the two of them down, and then ran out of the dark alley without looking back!

There are still people chasing after him.

The task of those people must be to keep no one alive. After taking the money for his life, they will naturally take his body back. It is impossible to let Jiang He go so easily.

He could only keep running forward, staggering, turning when he saw the road, and avoiding people when he saw it.

It was hard to tell whether the lights were getting dimmer or the vision was getting blurred. The gunshot wound on the waist and ribs caused severe pain, nerves twitched and muscles twitched, which was more unbearable than the arm injury.

Jiang He took a deep breath, but felt that what he was inhaling was his own blood, which was fishy and sweet, and blocked his throat.

The movement behind him was getting closer.

The other party kept biting him tightly, Jiang He finally dodged into the corner, leaned against the wall, gasped violently, bent his arms slightly, and put his finger on the trigger, ready to send the last bullet to the person closest to him at any time. enemy.

If you die, you have to pull a back.

coming!

He screamed danger signals all over his body, Jiang He jumped out suddenly, raised the gun and pulled the trigger at the same time!

boom!

Empty.

Empty? !

Jiang He didn't have time to be dazed in the future, his wrist was firmly held and twisted, and he let go in pain, and the gun fell to the ground.

The other party didn't rush to shoot him, but pulled him back and pressed him directly against the wall.

"Shh!"

The other party pressed Jiang He's mouth, motioned him to keep quiet, and dragged him into the alley next to him.

After the dilapidated small door was pushed open, the two stepped inside, and the door closed again.

Hearing that the movement outside was getting farther and farther away, Jiang He couldn't help but struggle a bit, and pushed him away.

"who are you?"

"I'm your savior, Mr. Jiang, shouldn't you be more polite to your savior?"

Although the other party's voice was low, his tone was not serious.

The light source from afar was very weak, and Jiang He could only vaguely make out the outline of the opponent's face.

He should be a very handsome man.

Handsome people are not uncommon, and very handsome people are much rarer.

Plus his clothes...

Jiang He remembered.

"Ling Shu?"

"You know me?" Ling Shu was a little surprised.

"When you were dancing with Ms. Zhen, I was nearby." Jiang He said, "I found out that you have been observing me since you arrived at Paramount, and you are still following me now. Why?"

Ling Shu: "If I didn't observe you, how would I know that you left early? If I didn't follow you, how could I give up the chance to get close to Miss Zhen and save your life. This should be the focus of your topic, right?"

Jiang He pursed his lips, as if enduring the pain, and just repeated one sentence.

"You and I didn't meet before, why?"

Ling Shu: "Because of He Youan's case."

Jiang He frowned, his scrutiny eyes not less sharp because of the injury.

Like a knife and an axe, it landed on Ling Shu, as if trying to see him through completely.

"I don't know He Youan."

"Then why did you meet her driver, Chen Wendong?"

As soon as Ling Shu's question came out, Jiang He's eyes immediately became murderous.

But Ling Shu was not afraid at all, and did not give an inch, and the two confronted silently in the dark.

Until a noise outside broke the silence.

Those killers must have been unable to catch up with them, so they turned back again.

They were kicking at the door, and the already flimsy latch was broken and cracked quickly.

Ling Shu didn't care to continue asking, he grabbed Jiang He and hid inside.

This is an abandoned residential house. After the original owner moved out, no one has lived in it for a long time, and the smell of dust can be smelled everywhere.

Ling Shu also found this place when he happened to pass by one time and picked wild flowers on the walls of other people's houses because of his playfulness.

But Jiang He held down his hand and didn't let him go any further. Instead, he pointed to the wall in the other direction, signaling him to climb out from there.

Ling Shu glanced at his wound.

"You can?"

"Let's go!" The Jianghe people don't talk too much, they are cruel to others, and they are even more cruel to themselves. They go up to climb the wall first.

Ling Shu had suffered a gunshot wound, of course he knew how uncomfortable it was, and immediately gave him a thumbs up at his back.

What a man.

The two jumped over the low wall one after the other, Ling Shu grabbed him and ran quickly.

He didn't want to bring Jiang He's troubles to his home or Yue's family, so he could only follow Jiang He's guidance and make all the way to the concession.

"In front...the red western-style building, the key is in my pocket, take it."

Jiang He's breathing became more and more urgent, but his voice became lower and lower. If Ling Shu hadn't helped support his weight, he would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

Ling Shu reached into his jacket pocket and fumbled for a moment, and he found a key.

"You've been shot now, should you go to the hospital first? Hey, don't faint, I want to ask you about He Youan!"

Before the words finished, Ling Shu's shoulders sank, and the other party passed out as expected.

Ling Shu: ...

There are chasing soldiers in the future, and the body is burdened. The best way is to just throw people away and ignore them.

Ling Shu grimaced, realizing that he had created a big trouble for himself.

If Yue Dingtang came back from Nanjing and found him and Lu Tongcang's younger brother fleeing in the middle of the night hand in hand, I don't know what expression he would make.

The author has something to say:

Lao Yue should be back from a business trip in the next chapter, and then he will find out that Ling Shu has done another big thing.

Yue Dingtang: Why can't you be an assistant when you can make some noise every day?

Ling Shu: How can the story develop like that?

Yue Dingtang: ...It makes sense, but I am speechless.