dark crossing

Shen Ting estimated the time in his heart, determined to continue the stalemate by any means, and it would be good if he could delay for an extra minute.

But this stalemate didn't last long. Liang Shuo, who was holding a gun, glanced at his watch, and his face eased a little: "Mr. Song, you and I are not enemies, but we have a good chance to become partners. There is really no need to do this Swords are on the verge."

Shen Ting was very innocent: "It's not necessary!" He shrugged and said, "But Mr. Liang, don't forget, you were the one who pointed the gun at me first." Mu Mingsheng put the man on his back: "You seem to be in urgent need of a car now, I don't mind giving you a ride, why don't you all calm down, I'll count one, two, three, and we put down our guns together?"

Liang Shuo turned his head to seek Mu Mingsheng's opinion, and Mu Mingsheng nodded slightly at him.Chu Huainan remained silent, and Liang Shuoquan regarded him as acquiescing.

Shen heard the sound and counted loudly: "One, two..."

He dragged out the ending of the first two numbers for a long time, and when the last number was reached, the speed of speech suddenly became brisk: "Three."

Shen Ting looked at the gun that was still pointing straight at him, and couldn't help laughing.After counting all three numbers, no one at the scene was really willing to put down their guns.He scratched his hair heartlessly, and pretended to be distressed: "Everyone is not keeping their promises, this is so fucking embarrassing."

Liang Shuo couldn't help looking down at his watch again, frowning and asking, "Is the car far from here?"

Shen Ting was quite honest: "Not far." He quickly pointed out the key point: "But the problem now is not whether the car is far or not, but when the cop will catch up. Of course, the most important thing is, when can we not go?" Internal friction, put these guys away."

Mu Mingsheng stared at the ruffian but courageous young man in front of him for a long time, and finally he took the initiative to break the situation: "Liang Shuo, put away the gun."

Liang Shuo was obviously still hesitant, but he still chose to obey the order, put away his gun and said, "President Song, Mr. Mu is sincere enough, where is your car?"

There is sincerity, but deterrence by force is also indispensable.The tall bodyguard standing beside Shen Ting was still dutifully pointing his machine gun in Chu Huainan's direction.Chu Huainan withdrew a little from Mu Mingsheng's strength, and answered for Shen Ting: "It's not far from here."

Shen Ting glanced at Li Shichuan who was lying on Mu Mingsheng's back and was still unconscious, and suggested, "Why don't you choose someone to drive with me?"

Mu Mingsheng winked at the driver, and the driver immediately followed him knowingly.

Liang Shuo and the bodyguard walked closer to Chu Huainan. Chu Huainan, who was silently threatened by the machine gun, looked indifferent. He pointed the gun at the back of Mu Mingsheng's head without giving way, and raised his smooth chin to Shen Ting. Instructions: "Be careful."

Shen Ting gave him a coquettish wink, thinking: This driver must pay more attention to safety.

"You only have 5 minutes." Just after taking a few steps, Mu Mingsheng said flatly behind him: "If you don't come back within 5 minutes, then you have to trouble President Chu and let us go first."

Shen Tingben intended to dawdle a little longer when picking up the car, but when he heard this, he paused in his heart, and raised his hand impatiently: "Got it."

After all, Inspector Shen, who didn't even take the car keys, took the driver to pick up the car "full of sincerity" without looking back.

Mu Mingsheng's driver was also cautious. Shen Ting was talking to him all the way, but he was always vigilant and never let up. His tense nerves only relaxed a little when he saw the Nomad parked by the side of the road. some.

Shen Ting lowered his head and fumbled for the car keys in his pocket, the driver walked a few steps quickly, and went around to the driver to reach out to pull the car door.Of course the car door didn't open, the next second he was locked by the throat from behind and pressed hard against the car window.

On the car glass with dark high-definition film, the clear silhouette of the young man behind him is reflected, his eyes are cold, his movements are neat, and he does not have the procrastination and laziness of a dude.

This man is dangerous!

The driver was terrified and wanted to send some signals to his companions, but Shen Ting's hands were heavy and fast, and no sound could come out from his locked throat.Immediately afterwards, the sharp-eyed young man gave him a hard blow to the temple with his elbow.Before the driver could react in time, he completely fell into a coma.

Shen Ting put the unconscious driver down, took out a self-locking nylon cable tie from his pocket, and tied the other's hands firmly behind his back, before dragging him into the jungle for a simple covering.

This series of actions was extremely efficient. When he returned to the spot alone to join Mu Mingsheng and his party, it had only been 5 minutes.

Superintendent Shen, who was owed a statuette by Oscar on credit, held his bloody forehead with one hand, and angrily complained to the villain: "Your driver must be sick. He suddenly forced me to ask for the formula in the middle of the road. You really are an old man." Vegetarian?"

Mu Mingsheng didn't expect such an accident to happen, he looked at Shen Ting with cold eyes, and his distrust was palpable.

The driver has been with him for more than ten years, and he is not a confidant, but he is reliable.If it was said that the driver betrayed him, Mu Mingsheng would rather believe that Shen Ting did the trick.

Seeing that the gun in Liang Shuo's hand was about to be raised again, Shen Ting preemptively pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed at Liang Shuo arrogantly: "Why, you want to point the gun at me again? It's great to have a gun. !Hold!"

Once again, the two sides were deadlocked.

Mu Mingsheng had lost his patience. They were less than two kilometers away from the place where the aircraft was parked. Rather than dragging their feet here, they might as well choose to continue walking.

Of course, Shen Ting would not let him go easily.After getting rid of the driver, Mu Mingsheng carried the unconscious Li Shichuan on his back. Strictly speaking, the current situation can be regarded as a two-on-two situation, and the two still have a slight advantage. ——Chu Huainan stood behind Mu Mingsheng. Although the bodyguard's rotary machine gun looked scary, it was not accurate enough. In order to avoid accidental injury, he would not dare to fire casually, not to mention that the machine gun was so heavy...

The sky has gradually darkened, but the temperature in the forest is still not low. Perhaps the forest fire caused by the explosion in the distance has not been completely extinguished, and the heat wave is raging around with the mountain wind.The huge bodyguard was covered in sweat, and the black T-shirt on his upper body was sticking to his body dripping with sweat, as if he had been soaked in water.

High concentration itself is very exhausting. The bodyguard was already out of breath following the jungle shuttle, and the hand holding the machine gun began to tremble slightly. Be careful it gets in your eyes.

--It's now!

Shen Ting quickly turned the gun and fired several shots at the bodyguard's shoulder.

Everyone except him, including Chu Huainan, was obviously taken aback.

No one expected that he would actually shoot!

Liang Shuo tried his best to restrain himself, so he didn't make a move. He suppressed the urge to smash Song Ci into a sieve, gritted his teeth, and personally experienced what it means to be a mouse-throwing weapon—Mu Mingsheng was even pointed at by Chu Huainan. Heads up.

The bodyguard with the machine gun shot the mouse. In order to avoid accidental injury, Mu Mingsheng kept his finger on the trigger. The pain of the bullet piercing through his flesh made him roar violently. He fought back and defended himself instinctively. He reluctantly held the gun. Turning the muzzle of the gun, he fired indiscriminately in the direction of Shen Ting.

Shen Ting lowered his body and nimbly rolled several times on the ground.

He moved extremely fast, and the bullets hit the entangled plants on the ground in large swaths, blowing up some debris, and the sharp sawdust slashed across his cheeks, leaving a burning sensation of dull pain.

As he expected, this intensive shooting didn't last long.The bodyguard's injured shoulder and arm couldn't bear the strong recoil of the machine gun. The pain caused the big man to have blue veins in his temples. After a while, he leaned against the tree trunk and gasped for breath. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss made him even raise his hands. Sorry.

Seeing that the firepower was suspended, Shen Ting stood up, covered in grass-green juice, rarely in a panic.

Liang Shuo's gun bit him firmly, "Don't move!"

"Not moving? Then I can't fucking just lie on the ground all the time!"

Shen Ting, who made the first move, was confident, and shouted to Mu Mingsheng, who was watching the show coldly: "Mr. Mu, it seems that none of your people are reliable!"

As a professional thief calling catch a thief, he put away his gun with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why did Mr. Liang point the gun at me?"

Liang Shuo was speechless: "I hurt Mr. Mu's bodyguard and asked me why?"

"You're blind! Didn't you see that the bodyguard was going to shoot in the dark!?"

"You fart!" The bodyguard bared his teeth in pain.

Shen Ting was aggressive: "If you don't want to shoot, why don't you raise your hand?"

This time, even the bodyguard himself was stunned, as if he raised his hand just now?

"Fuck! You idiot! I was going to wipe off my sweat!"

"Fuck, I didn't know you were going to wipe your sweat!"

"..."

"Accidental injury, accidental injury! I'm sorry!"

Liang Shuo is also about to petrify: The rumors from the outside world are indeed good, the second son of the Song family is really a psychopath who doesn't play cards according to common sense...

Chu Huainan and Mu Mingsheng stood aside and watched the cross talk without tickets together.

"Good marksmanship." Mu Mingsheng praised with a sneer.

"Thank you for the compliment." Shen Ting turned his head and blinked at Chu Huainan who was holding a gun: "Baby, are your hands sore?"

Thinking of someone's promise not to get hurt as much as possible not long ago, Chu Huainan stared at the small wound on his face and asked with a pun, "Does your face hurt?"

"It's okay." Shen Ting rubbed his face, and said boldly: "Thanks to my thick skin, there shouldn't be any scars. If it was a girl with a wound on her face, she would have to cry all night tonight." He raised his eyes and saw Chu Huainan Still holding the gun, he said with a smile: "Mr. Mu has been standing for a long time with the wounded on his back, so don't point at them, it's especially unnecessary."

Liang Shuo, who had been paying attention to the time, urged: "Mr. Mu! We can't wait any longer, hurry up!"

The terrain of the forest park is extremely complicated, and the sky has already darkened, but if the delay is too long, there is no guarantee that the gang of policemen will not be able to catch up with them.

Hearing what he said, Song Ci no longer had a playful smile on his face, and his eyes were dark and cold when the smile was gone: "President Liang is right, stop haggling, I don't want the partner I found so hard to fall into the trap hand!"

He pressed the muzzle of Liang Shuo's gun that was facing him, and said regardless of previous suspicions: "Hurry up and follow me to the car."

Although, this Song Ci is both an enemy and a friend, which is unpredictable.But things have come to this point, there are not many choices left for Mu Mingsheng.

But Mu Mingsheng never believed in unreasonable kindness, he was not sure what Song Ci, who insisted on wading through the muddy water, really wanted.

Shen Ting saw his hesitation, and a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in his clear eyes: "This time, you owe me a favor. If we cooperate in the future, I will give you three for the profits of the zombies."

Thirty-seven points?

What a greedy young man.

Just when Mu Mingsheng hesitated, Li Shichuan, who had been lying quietly on his back, suddenly let out a painful gasp from his lethargy.

Mu Mingsheng turned his head to look at him, even if he was pointed at by a gun, his face was indifferent, and there was a rare trace of lively anxiety.

In order to bear the injury on his back that was restless for no reason, he let go and said, "Follow him."

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