Against the current Hengdao

The situation on the field changed again because of Beckham's goal.

It seems that there is an invisible Tai Chi pattern, buried shallowly under the soil surface of the lawn, and slowly turning at this time, causing the polarities of yin and yang to be reversed, reversing the situation.The national team's equalizer was a great momentum, and the national anthem of Siye was even more majestic. Bei Jiahong dribbled the ball through the midfield again.A few people pass three passes and two passes, and the short pass cooperation that has not been seen in the national football team in a century is like a miracle.The ball was stuffed to the bottom line, and the national team resorted to the iconic attack routine of a bottom cross. The ball was passed to the goal and hit the calf of the South Korean defender who raised his foot in a hurry.

"what!!!!!!!!"

Oolong.

My God, it turned out to be the opponent's defender who set his own goal in front of the goal.

Evening the score at home and leading by one goal, this is a myth played out tonight, the fans on the scene are about to faint and hoarse in ecstasy...

In the communication channel, Ling He quickly reported to Bureau Bao and Team Xue: "Pay attention to the movement around, Xiao Bei may be in danger."

Xue Qian murmured: "This guy really dares to score goals, he's so awesome!"

Ling He suddenly said: "Bei Jiahong will have a way to leave early, Team Xue, you are going to support him from the passage to protect him from leaving early, and take this person away directly, right now, take him away immediately."

Xue Qian: "...Understood. Yuhui, the third team moves!"

Before the game, many fans bought a small victory for the national football team, and the dealer was the one to lose out this time.If the ball is really manipulated behind the scenes, will the manipulator of the game let go of the person who scored the "violation" goal?

I will probably die a miserable death, right?

His hands and feet were chopped off, chopped into pieces, and thrown into the sea from Linwan pier to feed the fish, or just like Yi Han back then, with the scars of shame and humiliation, soaked in the cold sea water until his skin turned pale... ...but would rather die standing up tonight.

Bei Jiahong let the sweat flow freely along the browbones and eye sockets, in fact, he didn't need to deliberately perform his next role. The extreme fatigue and tension were enough to cause his stomach to twitch and convulse, and all the emotions flooded him. throat!

Bei Jiahong suddenly bent down on the sidelines, and after a burst of violent retching, he began to vomit loudly!

The scene was in an uproar, the coaching bench was chaotic, and someone called the team doctor.Bei Jiahong started to suffer from nervous vomiting symptoms a few years ago, and it was not the first time that he vomited. It is not a new situation, but he did not expect to fall ill on the spot in such an important international competition!The audience stood dumbfounded and dismayed.

Ling He interjected at this time: "Boss, is there anything unusual in the stands?"

Xue Qian said, "Yuhui, keep an eye on the emergency exits, and keep an eye on those members of the medical team!"

Chaotic footsteps and rough panting came from the channel at the same time, Yan Xiaodao shouted: "Lu Yilun ran away from my stand just now, he must be looking for Bei Jiahong!"

Xue Qian said: "Catch Lu Yilun back, don't let him run around alone, it's dangerous outside!"

Yan Xiaodao tried his best to push away the crowded crowd in front of him, and responded, "...I'm catching him!"

All personnel perform their respective duties, aiming at their respective targets while moving at high speed.In the visible part of the stands, the people were jubilant, and the fiery red confetti was flying in the sky; but in the invisible place of the stands, there was a turmoil caused by the dark competition.

Most of the people gathered in the direction of the passageway where the Chinese coaches' seats were located. It was speculated that Bei Jiahong would go out from that passageway, but Linghe stayed on this side without moving.Among the excited and cheering crowd, his target person-the big banker who lost money and money-should be doing the opposite.

Bao Zhengwei must be very busy sitting in the monitoring room. The old guy's eyes, I don't know if he can still be as sharp and effective as he was when he was young.The police officers of the monitoring team stared at dozens of monitoring screens, and had to quickly switch to different stands and various places in the backstage.

Bao Zhengwei suddenly said: "Just now our people have been paying attention to the Chinese stands. There is only one stand in the stadium that is allocated to the visiting team's spectators, and we ignored it."

Ling He was alert, and suddenly stood up: "Boss, is this person here under my stand?"

"Look carefully, there is a dark-skinned man with a short ponytail in the front row of that grandstand..." Bao Zhengwei spoke intermittently, as if he was constantly tracking the man in his field of vision while chasing him, "After the score leads, he Suddenly stood up, he is very tall! This person is going to go...he goes to the corridor on the 15th aisle...he may also go to the player's aisle to find Bei Jiahong!..."

Ling He is waiting for Director Bao's clues.

At the same time Bao Ju shouted, he had already rushed out of his lurking position.

Bao Zhengwei yelled loudly: "Linghe, just wait here and don't go by yourself, it's dangerous!

"Xue Qian, a team of supporters! The target is heading east on the 15th aisle... The target is wearing a black shirt and trousers, sunglasses, and a ponytail. He is tall!"

If there is a drone hovering over the stadium at this time, it will capture such a picture: Ling He's thin body is struggling to shuttle through the crowd, trying to use the optimized route that saves time and energy to rush to the target direction.

Behind him was Mao Zhixiu, who was equally flexible in his steps and posture.

Ling He supported the guardrail, turned over and jumped over the railing, his feet landed on the steps without even pausing.He finally got rid of the crowd, left the stands, and rushed into the corridor inside the stadium.

The whistling wind in the ear was entangled with the hair, and many figures were swaying around.From time to time, Director Bao's voice sounded from the earphones, instructing him to follow the direction...

Chairman Jian seems to have a soft spot for this magnificent circular labyrinth-like building.Jian Mingxun is a low-key person on the surface, and has suppressed his true nature for a long time, but in fact he is very ambitious and grandiose. He is most particular about ostentation, and prefers majestic and magnificent buildings.The Celebrity Stadium is similar in shape to Linwan's "Red Square", with layers of pathways stacked up and down.

Several times, Ling He seemed to see a strong and mighty figure from a distance, flashing past the end of the corridor, and when he tracked to the end, the circular corridor suddenly opened up in front of him, showing a more profound arc path , The target ran away again!

……

At the same time, on the field, Bei Jiahong vomited so darkly that the game was interrupted for 5 minutes until the team doctor carried him out of the field on a stretcher.

Bei Jiahong was lying on the stretcher, the lights of the circular building of the stadium framed a circle of dazzling rhinestones on the edge of the night sky, and the light hovered on his eye mask.He is very conscious, knowing what he has done, and he still has a strong desire to escape and survive.

Vomiting was a long-term chronic condition of which he was well known, and there was nothing suspicious about it afterwards.

This is what Mr. Ling pointed out to him, let him add to the scene by himself, use vomiting to escape the last 20 minutes of the game, no need to waste time on the field, leave the field early and disappear, so as to force the villains in the dark to attack in advance Forced to show up.

The light in the field of vision suddenly dimmed, the sky disappeared, the lights disappeared, and he seemed to slide into a tunnel-like abyss, and black mist rose from the corners.Bei Jiahong struggled in horror to get up, and realized that he was being carried into the player tunnel to an unknown direction.

He tried to jump off the stretcher vigilantly, and several powerful people around him pressed his arms and legs: "Don't move!"

An extended ambulance was parked at the exit of the corridor. The outer shell seemed to be stronger than that of ordinary ambulances. There was no ambulance personnel in white coats in the car.Of course, Bei Jiahong is not injured or hurt at all, he does not need medical treatment now, he only worries about his fate of walking on thin ice in the crisis.

When he was forced into the ambulance, his face turned pale suddenly, and he struggled to push away countless big hands trying to restrain him: "I won't go with you! Let me get down!!"

A muscular man equipped with a gun and wearing a black body armor pulled his jersey collar: "What are you struggling for? Come with us!"

The arms are full of tendons, and it looks like a Lianjiazi at first glance. A thick back and black skin doesn't look like a good stubble. Bei Jiahong stared at the other party in horror: "Who are you?"

"I'm Police Officer Xue's deputy. My surname is Fang. I'm here to pick you up and protect your personal safety. Don't make a fuss." The thick-backed buddy wearing a black sun hat quietly showed his police officer ID, and couldn't help but whisper, "Hey , that volley just now was so fucking beautiful and wonderful! Xiaobei, you can sign me later, okay?"

Vice-captain Fang is muscular, but his voice is soft and gentle.Everyone knows that Bei Da star is withdrawn and mean and not talkative, so Fang Yuhui only dared to claim credit after saving someone, and he had the cheek to ask for an autograph.

Bei Jiahong was speechless, and was dragged into the ambulance by Vice Team Fang like a sack, closed the door and left. Under the watchful eyes of the 8-person stadium, he used a trick to escape.

He suddenly remembered something: "Officer Fang, wait a minute, I need to wait for someone to go with me."

Fang Yuhui asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Bei Jiahong said in a daze: "My friend is still on the stands, I'm afraid something will happen to him!"

"That's the task of the first team and the second team. I lead the third team. The task is to save you and protect you." Fang Yuhui is only responsible for executing the orders of the bureau chief and Xue team. He is determined not to make mistakes on his side. Hearing Xue Qian smashing the table and scolding his mother, he waved his hand resolutely at this moment, "Let's go."

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The person Bei Jiahong was worried about was no longer sitting in the stands.

Lu Yilun was also like a frightened bird. He ran down the stair passage in a panic, and ran towards the medical room in the player's lounge. The round hat flew away.For the past one hour, Beckham was the one he was most worried about. It was uncomfortable to lose this game, and he was terrified to win this game.

Yan Xiaodao's figure quickly followed closely, and the hem of the shirt was lifted from the waistband of his trousers, and it was swept behind him as he moved, as if to protect his brave and unrestrained posture.

He climbed over a railing, staring at the figure of Lu Yilun in front of him, chasing him closer and closer.

Lu Yilun was not far in front of him, and suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Lu Yilun seemed to have been seriously frightened. Unexpectedly, the soles of his feet slipped severely. His upper body was obviously still leaning forward in a running posture, and his legs were struggling to fall back. They were almost out of joint up and down and almost fell down!

Yan Xiaodao raised his head, and met the man at the end of the opposite corridor.

That's true: when you see that person, you know who it is, no need to say hello, no nonsense at all.

Another man with a ponytail, but his temperament and appearance are completely different from Ling He's.The man's golden and copper-colored face shone brightly, and his body was tall and powerful. Even though he was wrapped in a layer of black tights, every fold of the dark fabric seemed to exude an oppressive aura, which was enough to make Lu Yilun freeze in the corridor in horror. The middle.

The person who came was Gu Yaoting.

How courageous is this man?He has done a lot of wolf-hearted things, and has no fear of big scenes.

Gu Yaoting didn't need to ask who the opposite person was, he grinned and showed his white teeth, "hissed": "Cough—isn't it just a game? If you want to be hypocritical with me, you have to get rid of my good deeds." .”

Yan Xiaodao was ready to go, staring at the opponent: "Is it just a game?"

Gu Yaoting turned his head and snorted: "Yan Xiao, what do you want?"

"Aren't you going to continue to say, that guy Chen Jiu is just a humble human life?" Yan Xiaodao said coldly: "The innkeeper and his wife back then only had three lives. Just a few lives...Gu Yaoting, or should I call you Zhang Tingqiang, how much blood debt do you hold in your hand?"

Gu Yaoting shook his muscular arms, turned his neck left and right, and his neck bone made two slight "clicks", like a set of warm-up preparations that must be done before going to the boxing ring.The man said disdainfully: "Chen Zhima rotten millet, it's rare for someone to remember these glorious past events for me, hum."

Yan Xiaodao was full of sadness: "Where is Officer Lu Haocheng?!"

"Hehe..." Gu Yaoting's laughter was not overly arrogant, and the cruelty and unruly forged over the years were evident in his bones, "Officer Lu is really in the way. He doesn't know the current affairs and comes here to make trouble! I don't care about killing a few people." Personally, if they block Lao Tzu's way, they can only die—otherwise how can I get by?!"

This is another excellent commentary on "I would rather bear the world than let the world bear me". The ruthless and ruthless heroes of the troubled times in the past dynasties are nothing more than this. , using all means, trampling on the messy reputation of the place, and treating the life and death of others as nothing.

Yan Xiaodao said: "If a person thinks that everything he does, every step he takes, is someone who does not know the current affairs and blocks your way, and really blocks everyone's way and does not recognize the facts. It can only be you!"

That's all Yan Xiaodao said, no more nonsense, he flew up, face to face with Gu Yaoting at the end of the corridor, and killed each other at the same time!

Lu Yilun's tall and slender figure seemed to be on the verge of falling, frozen in the middle of the fighting route of the two, nailed in place by the strong killing intent.There was no wind in the air, but the man swayed slightly.Gu Yaoting's face was gloomy, and he grabbed the back of Lu Yilun's neck with a big hand: "I knew you were the one who informed..."

This sentence was only half spoken, Lu Yilun knew that Gu Yaoting had already guessed the whole story of a certain fact, and that he was about to be killed on the spot when a catastrophe struck, his face suddenly turned pale.When the back of his neck was almost torn by Gu Yaoting, Yan Xiaodao killed him with one hand, and a white blade stuck to the back of his head and sliced ​​towards Gu Yaoting's arm!

With his eyes closed, Lu Yilun was thrown aside, and he leaned against the corner of the wall for a while, with a look of death on his face, thinking that his limbs were incomplete.

When Lu Yilun closed his eyes, he saw the scene of Police Officer Lu lying in a pool of blood after being shot 22 times.

For three years this nightmare haunted him like a shadow.He slept on the bed every night, no matter whether there was anyone around him or not, his room always seemed to be covered with blood on the floor and walls, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

The tip of the knife draws a spot of light, like a white horse passing through the gap, cutting through the thin air, igniting the blaster, and causing the revenge factor accumulated in the air to explode in an instant.

The first attack was dodged, which was enough to make Yan Xiaodao aware that the person in front of him was unfathomable in his hands and feet, and he was definitely not a mediocre person.Gu Yaoting's arms and palms were even thicker and more powerful than ordinary people, and his elbow hit the outside of Yan Xiaodao's wrist, giving him a deep and piercing pain!

Yan Xiaodao bit the bleeding gums to resist the severe pain.

On Chen Jiu's rotting corpse, the deep marks cut by the ax and the knife have already shown the cruelty of the opponent.

After so many years, the cruelty and ferocity are still the same, not changed at all, but on top of these characteristics, there is a bit of debauchery and arrogance that condescends all living beings.

A red tide suddenly flowed from Yan Xiaodao's lower eyelids, and there were many people's bright red blood flowing from their bodies, innocent and painful.He arched his whole body in front of the powerful enemy, clamped the sharp blade between his fingers, without the slightest fear, and would never back down.

One of the two held a violent palm, and the other had a free and easy figure. The light of the blade between Yan Xiaodao's fingers drew a dazzling arc again, and the sharp force tore through the city that the opponent was strictly defending.The crushed and torn gaps in the air revealed the anger he had suppressed for three years.

He knew that Gu Yaoting was carrying a gun, and the oppressive and dense attack was to make the opponent have no chance to draw the gun.

Whichever hand dares to draw a gun, that hand will be cut off.

The blade is very practical in melee combat. It can't kill you temporarily, but it can relieve hatred when you cut it.When the blood splashed out, Gu Yaoting should have realized that he was being sentenced to death by Yan Xiaodao!

During the close combat, Gu Yaoting's clothes on many parts of his arms and thighs were cracked.The slits had been ripped open, revealing bronzed skin and muscular muscle.

And Yan Xiaodao could also feel that his forearm was swollen from the concentrated punches and kicks, probably due to a fractured bone.

This is a fight to the death.If the person in front of him was not a criminal full of crimes with innocent blood on his hands, today would have been a very sympathetic contest.It's a pity that Taoism is different and they do not conspire with each other. These people who walk on the edge of good and evil, after many years of practice and enlightenment, finally parted ways completely at this moment, and drew a clear line of separation in front of each other.

Yan Xiaodao held the knife in his right hand, but swung his left hand out from under his ribs at the moment he was half turned around. The amazing move made the opponent hard to guard against.

A thin and delicate sharp blade shot out from under his ribs, and inserted into Gu Yaoting's fragile right shoulder!The feeling of skin and bones cracking on the spot, I don't know if it reminded this person of the pain of dismemberment that Chen Jiu and his ilk had suffered back then.

Gu Yaoting was stabbed by the knife, and took several big steps back, as if knocked away by a powerful impact.

The man suddenly drew his gun while retreating.

Yan Xiaodao is in a forward posture, fearless in life and death.

From the other side of the corridor, several capable figures wrapped in black clothes appeared at the same time, and the leading figures did not give Gu Yaoting a chance to shoot.

Xue Qian jumped into the air by stepping on the railing, and kicked Zhonggu Yaoting's right wrist with his flying body!

The barrel of the gun deviated from the established track in an instant, and the bullet missed Yan Xiaodao's chest, but only hit a certain wall of the stadium.Several decorative tiles on the wall were broken, and a pile of dross fell from the "crackling".

After circling the round stand several times, Ling He arrived immediately behind Captain Xue, and everyone gathered together again.

Gu Yaoting easily pulled out the lancet from his chest as strong as an iron tower, and he didn't care about a stream of blood gushing out, with a devilish grin on his face.The man's eyes shot out blue light, and he took a deep look at Ling He deliberately at this moment, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, Ling He? You have survived until today, but are you still thinking about avenging your parents?  … "