drowning tide

At the intersection, the blue Santana who was chasing Yi Huai and the others was abruptly stopped by a red light. When the signal light turned green, the Porsche was no longer in sight.

After losing his heel, the dark-skinned driver was a little impatient, and stopped the car casually on the side of the road, talking on the phone with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boss, the other side must have found me. I followed the same route and got dumped again. Are you sure you want me to continue to follow?" He spoke with a heavy accent and complained a long series, Hearing that, he was not a native of Rongcheng, "If you have something to do with that pretty little brother, I'll just bring a few people and tie him up, why don't you follow his ass every day to startle the snake, his bodyguards are not vegetarians either. "

Not knowing what was said over there, he looked even more gloomy, "Yes, you have the final say... Wait, someone is here, I will call you later."

He glanced at the man who knocked on the glass of the car, and cursed bad luck, why he was caught by the traffic police within less than half a minute after stopping.

"I'll drive away right away, right now, if you don't remember the traffic rules, it's not safe to make phone calls while driving..."

He tried to play the sympathy card, but the man in uniform refused to let him go. He lowered his head and wrote a ticket to affix him.

"Okay, okay, I'll just sign it." One more thing is worse than one less thing, he lowered the window glass and reached out to the traffic policeman, "How much?"

The moment the ticket was handed over, he saw the other hand of the traffic policeman hiding behind him, and realized that he had stepped on the clutch suddenly.

The action on the other side was faster than him, grabbing his arm and pulling his whole body out, hitting the snake with the other hand, pinching his neck and inserting the portable syringe on his hand.

All the liquid in the needle was injected into the body of the dark-skinned driver. The driver wanted to struggle, but his body soon lost his strength—he had received drug resistance training against inhalational anesthetics such as ether and chloroform. In terms of dose stability, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree.

After making sure that the people in the car had no room to resist, the fake traffic policemen easily got the car keys, opened the door and got in, tied the hands and feet of the driver and threw them into the passenger seat.

Ignoring the surprised passers-by who took pictures of him with their mobile phones and called the police, the fake traffic policeman took off his uniform, stepped on the gas pedal and walked away.

·

Nie Xicheng was the only one in the huge shooting range.

He was wearing a pair of shooting goggles today, and the lenses covered his almost horrifyingly focused eyes, and under the fluorescent light, there was a layer of faint blue.

The difficulty of the practice is gradual, first is the fixed target, and then the live target that can move irregularly from side to side. Bang bang gunshots sounded one after another in the confined space without windows. He fired a total of [-] rounds of bullets. Clinking shell casings.

"Mr. Nie."

The confidant walked in and saw such a scene. Nie Xicheng turned around, read his meaning by reading his mouth, took off the sound-proof earmuffs, picked up the mineral water next to him, unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp.

"What do you think?" He flicked his wrist and took off the wrist guard that protected the joint.

The confidant turned his head and saw the numbers on the electronic scoreboard, basically ten rings, and a very small number of eight rings and nine rings. Even though he had seen such a scene several times, he was still shocked—especially when he I was itching to see it, and tried to practice with a live target, but the final result was terrible.

"It's true... very powerful." The confidant sincerely sighed.

Nie Xicheng smiled and did not speak.

The real Yin Yuan's marksmanship is very good, so if he wants to become Yin Yuan, he must do better, so that he can not show any flaws.The first thing he did after replacing Yin Yuan's identity was to kill the enemy for the dead man. Both of them were killed by a single shot. In order to maintain the feeling of shooting, he will come to the shooting range once a week and guarantee to shoot two hundred rounds of bullets.

"What's the matter with you coming in?"

Generally speaking, when he practiced guns in the shooting range, these people were waiting outside, and they rarely came in unless he called.

The confidant faithfully relayed to him the words from the people below, "The person you want us to pay attention to has been caught."

"How did you catch it?"

"Using the method you said, ask someone with good skills to pretend to be a traffic policeman to find an excuse to issue a ticket, and then smash it with one blow."

Nie Xicheng picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat, "I learned this trick from someone else. He asked someone to pretend to be a hotel waiter. I followed the example and learned it. I didn't expect it to work well."

"Are you kidding?" Seeing that he was in a good mood, his confidant spoke a little boldly, "You still need to learn from others?"

"Why don't you need it?" Nie Xicheng glanced at him, "Looking docile and honest, in fact, even I don't know how much bad water is in that guy's belly, if I don't pay attention, I will fall into his hands."

The confidant made an inch of progress, "Didn't you fall down a long time ago? I heard that the assistant Yin next to Mr. Wen almost gave unspoken rules."

After arriving in Rongcheng, he saw the owner whose name was engraved on the tombstone, and everything could be matched in an instant. The only thing that shocked him was that it was a man, no matter how good-looking he was, he couldn't help it Gender is ignored.

But this is the boss's private life, so it's not his turn to make irresponsible remarks.

Nie Xicheng went to the side cabinet and took out a replacement suit shirt, "You are the only one who can talk? Take me there, I have something to ask that guy."

"Okay, I'll go over there and prepare to wake him up... Hey, Southeast Asians like this must have received special training, so we are afraid that the medicine will not be enough, so we give a larger dose of diazepam."

Nie Xicheng took a few minutes to take a shower and changed his clothes.

They are now on the second floor of the basement. The confidant presses the number 6, and the elevator goes up—the shooting range is underground, and the clubhouse is above, which is closed to the public as a whole and only for members.

The captured Southeast Asian was locked in a private room. In order to prevent him from struggling and hurting himself after waking up, his hands were handcuffed with stainless steel, his feet were tied to a chair, and the end was severely wounded. Complicated knots.

"Where's his car?"

Nie Xicheng asked the fake traffic policeman. The fake traffic policeman lowered his head and said respectfully, "I didn't drive over. I changed cars when I drove to a remote place that was not monitored."

He destroyed all the evidence that should be destroyed immediately, and only found an empty Santana when he tracked it down.

"woke up."

Before they came, the people here had administered the corresponding antidote to the hostages, so it was almost time to wake up.

The Southeast Asian man's eyelids trembled twice, and he looked not quite sober, his eyes were confused, his expression was dull, and he was almost drooling.

"What did you do?" Nie Xicheng could tell at a glance that this person's condition was not right, and ordinary people would not wake up from a coma with such an expression.

The people below spread their hands and explained very honestly, "I was afraid that he would be stubborn, so I gave him some Veritaserum by the way. If you have anything to say, you can take advantage of this time to ask. Hey, do you need an interpreter?"

Nie Xicheng didn't bother to talk to him, and looked down at the Southeast Asian man, "Who told you to follow Yi Huai?"

The Southeast Asian man instinctively moved his eyes in the direction of the sound, and his eyes rolled a few times quickly, which meant that he himself might have sensed something and wanted to resist, but in the end he was defeated by the effect of the medicine.

The person below was right, under the influence of the veritaserum, this person returned to his mother tongue.

"..."

Nie Xicheng, who had little research on Southeast Asian languages, winked, and the person who proposed before came over to translate the Southeast Asian ravings for him.

"He said he didn't know."

Seeing Nie Xicheng frowning, he knew that his boss was not satisfied with the answer, so he asked a lot of questions in Vietnamese.

"He said he didn't know because he didn't know the name, so he knew it was a woman. She should be quite old, but she looked pretty at first glance. She must be a rich lady..."

Nie Xicheng made a stop gesture, and told him that he didn't need to turn over all the bullshit, just get to the point, "Ask that woman what does she want him to do?"

His subordinates immediately complied, chattered a lot, and the Vietnamese responded to him with a lot of chatter, "He needs to follow the man in the photo, and he also said that the woman probably has some brain problems, because he has been employed for so many years. Bing has never seen such a strange employer, who hesitates to do anything, kidnaps if he wants to kidnap, kills if he wants to kill, is he so soft-hearted..." Seeing that the boss's face was not very good, he stopped talking consciously .

"Ask again if there are any other accomplices."

After asking four or five questions, the effect of the veritaserum was almost gone, and the Vietnamese man's eyes slowly began to recover, indicating that his suppressed rationality was returning.

"Okay, let's go to this place."

Nie Xicheng pressed his eyebrows.

"Tell him that he will live here during this time and don't even think about going anywhere."

His subtext was "As long as you are here, I will guarantee your safety. If you escape, you will understand what will happen." His subordinates nodded, and whispered these words to the Vietnamese ear.

It was getting late outside the window, Nie Xicheng glanced at the time on his watch, "I have an appointment tonight and I'm leaving first."

He left the clubhouse with his confidant.

Going to the parking lot on the first basement floor, his confidant took the car keys to look for the car, while he waited on the spot with all his leisure.

"How do you think a person who is so timid that I would be afraid to speak out loud can shoot a gun in a car traveling at more than 140 kilometers per hour without shaking his hands." His lips were drawn into a line, and his eyes looked into the misty distance. There isn't much emotion in it.

He has been comparing the young man who was often scared by him with the bold and calm young man now. They are both his Yi Huai, and some of their cores are the same, so those differences are always there. It made him uncomfortable all the time.

"It must have taken a lot of hard work." The confidant found a car and drove to him, and after hearing what he said at the beginning, he probably knew what he was referring to. "Ordinary practice may not be enough. After all, some people are born with It is not suitable for holding a gun, and if a person without talent wants to force himself, it is hard to imagine how much effort has been put in behind it, so hard that even his own nature has changed."

"I don't know, but I've known from a long time ago that he is a very stubborn person, and once he decides on something, it is difficult to bow his head and give in... So I hope he has some talent, otherwise it will be too painful."

The confidant drove him home and saw if he could stop on the way to buy some ingredients for dinner for his boss to take back.

"Do you care much about what the Southeast Asian monkey said?"

"I didn't protect him well back then." Nie Xicheng neither admitted nor denied, "I won't this time."

This time, he was no longer the rash and impulsive young man back then, and he would not let anyone put his hands on Yi Huai again.