Chapter 532

This guy has a small flat head. He's not tall. He's about 1.7 meters old and thin.

His hand reaching into his arms was not fast, but his posture was very steady and resolute. It seemed that even if he suddenly shot in his ear, he could not stop the other side from slowing down.

What's more, I noticed that the little flat head's body was slightly bent, and his legs made a bow step forward and backward.

One hand is in the arms, the other hand is hanging on the side of the body, with the body slightly swing

It's a habit for well-trained soldiers to be on guard before taking action.

It's just that he doesn't look young. He's at least thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old.

So it's a veteran.

In my mind suddenly flashed a network buzzword, river lake flat head elder brother, the person cruel words are not many!

Small flat head's action, suddenly let me have the empathy cognition to this network language.

My body muscles instantly tense, leg force, the body quietly raised a few centimeters.

Have been unable to do indifferent face, I must be ready at any time.

The small flat head's eyes swept around quickly, especially when I looked at the row of trash cans where I was, it seemed to pause inadvertently.

I quickly retracted my body completely behind the dustbin, and did not dare to show any corner of my clothes.

Mulder, they didn't find me, did they?

After a few seconds, I gritted my teeth and stuck out my head again. I was just seeing the little flat head turn around and take out a bright dagger from my arms.

Slightly exhale a breath, fortunately, did not move the gun!

On second thought, I want to understand that if it's all homicide cases, there is a big difference between moving a gun and not moving a gun!

At least the police are under different pressure from their superiors, and the police force used to solve cases will be very different.

One can be identified as street homicide, while the other can be directly upgraded into a Mafia fighting that affects social stability and unity!

The dagger in the small flat head's hand slowly goes down and stabs the guy I beat miserably. The target is the other party's throat.

My hand began to shake a little, Ma De, ya, is this a direct killing?

What should I do? Rush out?

And then what? court death?

I noticed that the opponent's movement seemed to be very slow. This downward movement was done directly for almost five seconds.

It's slower than the camera in the movie.

Heart like electricity turn, I think some wrong way!

If the purpose of the other party's trip is to kill people, why not do it immediately? Ya, what are you waiting for?

Waiting for orders? impossible!

I don't believe that since the other party has sent people over, they don't even have a simple instruction. When they arrive at the scene, they need to keep in touch with the rear!

Then there's only one possibility. He's fishing!

Catch me Jiang Feng!

I'm not in a hurry to understand that.

Anyway, from the boy who was almost beaten as a vegetable by me, what should be asked has been asked. I'm afraid he doesn't know more. Even if he was killed by a small Flathead, what can he do?

However, if I want to understand, I still can't let the other party do so.

We have to stop it, just in another way!

At the same time, it's good for me. I'm afraid they can't wait indefinitely, because brother Tian's people will arrive at the scene in a few minutes.

I have no doubt about the executive power of brother Tian. It's just that there is a time gap between the two sides, and the exact location of this secluded lane can't be compared with the little Pingtou who have prepared for it.

A few seconds later, I moved, but not directly hand, but --- looking for help!

There's too much to use near the trash can.

Looking for an opportunity, I turned the plate as fast as the wind, and threw the window of a residential building in the opposite direction.

Here, in the old urban area of Xijing, there are many such alleys. Moreover, due to historical reasons, there are still many old houses that have not been demolished, some of which have existed for decades or even hundreds of years.

However, this alley is a little different. I have noticed that on one side of the alley, where the garbage cans are placed, there is a long high courtyard wall, which looks like a street service structure, or an abandoned factory like an early clothing factory or an electronic component factory.

On the other side, there is a row of small second floors with different styles but densely arranged.

These buildings look old, but they will not be more than 20 years old. Even the walls of some of them look very bright, indicating that they have been inhabited recently.

I don't believe it. It's been crying and howling for a long time. There's not even an audience to see!

It can only be said that most of the common people are afraid of things. Since there is no difference between the sense of justice and the sense of injustice, who is willing to meddle in their own affairs?However, I'm afraid there are not so few people hiding behind the glass!

I just want to force those melon eating people who have nothing to do with themselves to come out of this muddy water one by one!

Half of it turned and flew out. I didn't stop. The second one was a beer bottle, and the third one was a rotten desk lamp.

"Pa, PA, PA ~ ~"

with three consecutive crisp sounds, I smashed the glass of three families on the opposite side!

At the same time, like a loach, I quickly dodged from the row of garbage cans and jumped behind a pile of abandoned construction waste a few meters away.

"Brush ~ ~"

the cold light flashed, and the dagger in the flat head brother's hand suddenly disappeared, with a sharp murderous air, "Dang" fixed on the garbage can I was hiding in, splashing a spark.

The other party finally found me, but their first chance has been lost.

Sure enough, those guys didn't care about the two half dead killers lying on the ground, three left and four right, and rushed to the construction waste dump where I was in a fan shape.

"Errima! Beat, beat

There was a sudden burst of booze. On the second floor opposite, not only did some of the three families whose glass had been broken open their windows like crazy, but also many other families who had not been "harassed" looked out.

At the same time, a wave of zombies came as an air raid - beer bottles, wood blocks and all kinds of rotten apples poured down and hit those crazy guys.

When the friendly troops show up, what about me? Run!

Is Lao Tzu stupid enough to stop there and wait for others to cut me?

Taking advantage of the fact that those things hit each other with their heads covered in their faces and several people dodged around, I had already rushed to the other end of the alley like a civet cat.

Run, run, run!

It's as if I experienced the scene when I was pointed at my head by the stupid police station director in the night market of T city last time.

Laozi, Lola, run!

This delay, I instantly and behind the pursuit of distance.

The poor start of ten or twenty steps is enough for me to get rid of each other when I run out of the alley.

What's more, this lane is extremely narrow, and it's the limit for up to three people to run side by side. Therefore, in any case, they can't form fan-shaped traps for me, so I'm more likely to escape safely.

"Jiang Feng, stop for me!"