Dressed in old red polyester cloth and tied with two rustic ponytails, Xue Meiyi was very agile. When her voice fell, people had jumped down.

Qiu Yun saw that the vacant office had no furniture except a simple desk and cabinet. If the Vietnamese break in by force, I'm afraid there's only a dead end.

He took a deep breath, shot wildly outside, and then ran to the window and turned out.

Below the window is the street, and below is an eaves that can only be stepped on by one foot.

Stretch out a hand to hold Xue Meiyi and let her go first. Qiu Yun starts to climb to the next window after taking a look.

It is only three meters above the ground. Qiu Yun moves very quickly.

"Qiu Yun, you are crazy! Don't go yet! "

Xue Meiyi looked at Qiu Yun's actions and widened her eyes in disbelief.

Qiu Yun glanced at her and continued to walk firmly to one side of the house.

This is their only clue. If he leaves today, the people in the room will die.

Since the choice has come, Qiu Yun has no reason to give up so easily.

Qiu Yun thought about it carefully. The man he played was Zhou Tianyi. He had some Kung Fu, so this little move would not expose his identity.

Quickly came to the second room on the left. Qiu Yun approached very carefully.

It's not that he has too many doubts, but that he can jump out of the window and escape. Why does this man have to stay there?

One punch broke the glass, and Qiu Yun dived in. But he was greeted by a dark muzzle.

"Don't shoot yourself!"

"Hum, don't talk nonsense, turn in!"

A rough voice sounded, apparently the man who was just scolding them for being stupid.

Qiu yungen couldn't see what was around him because he turned over the window. He saw that his landing point was on the back of a chair. The moment he touched it, he turned back together.

Qiu Yun twisted in the air and finally stood firm, but his neck was suddenly cold!

Looking down, a cold sharp blade was sticking to his neck.

"Boy, good skill. But you'd better make it clear who you are with! "

That's the sound! Qiu Yun could clearly distinguish the sound even in the loud beating sound of a Peking opera that was louder than a gunfight.

Bang bang!

The fierce collision sounded, and it was obvious that the other party's people were not far from the door.

Qiu Yun stood in place to catch his breath and handed out the gun in his hand.

The man in front was stunned. He immediately released his knife and shot at the outside with the gun handed by Qiu Yun.

I saw this man in his forties with black and white hair. At the moment, he turned sideways to Qiu Yun. His face outline was very prominent. It was a standard Chinese face, and it looked like a very upright and serious one

But Qiu Yun also instantly understood why the man didn't jump out of the window and escape. The man is sitting in a wheelchair and can't stand up at all.

After a burst of shooting, the man did not relax any vigilance against Qiu Yun and turned the muzzle back again.

"Who are you? I've never seen you! "

Qiu Yun first looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, then looked at the man's eyes, slowly took out a letter in his arms and handed it out.

This letter has obviously been for some years. The paper used for writing has turned yellow. It seems that there will be a hole at the slightest touch.

“……”

After receiving the letter, the man fixed his eyes on Qiu Yun, with a very strange meaning in his eyes.

"Who has this letter?" He couldn't be more familiar with the handwriting on it, but the person in front of him was completely wrong!

Qiu Yun took a deep breath and then said, "people are down there!"

Their eyes looked at each other for a few seconds, obviously judging each other's credibility. But this is obviously not the time to speak, and the other party's people began to approach again!

The man in the wheelchair immediately shot at the door again. When there were no bullets, he simply threw the gun away.

Qiu Yun ran to the window, pulled off the curtain and fastened it on the windowframe without glass. Turn around and lower your voice and say, "this is not a place to talk. I'll save you and go first!"

"M, I don't need your help!"

The man took a look at the windowsill and then at Qiu Yun. He turned and yelled at the door. What he said was the same as what those people just said. It was Vietnamese!

Qiu Yun thought the man wanted to go out and die himself. Unexpectedly, the other party slipped over in a wheelchair and grabbed the bound curtain.

I still want to live. But this man's stubbornness made Qiu Yun frown. After seeing the other party struggling the next second, Qiu Yun did not hesitate to carry the person on his back and slide down from the window.

The curtain was less than two meters long, but Qiu Yun landed steadily even with a man on his back. The man on his back frowned and looked again at the young man who had saved himself.

Xue Meiyi on one side immediately ran over. The man on Qiu Yun's back couldn't stand and was firmly controlled by Qiu Yun.

The man was shocked when he saw the girl running over, but this was really not a place to talk. He had to swallow his words.

He reached out and pointed to a car parked at the door of the car wash. The other two quickly rushed over.

When the man got on the bus, he actively motioned Qiu Yun to put him in the co pilot's position, then opened the storage box in front of the car, took out a gun from inside and threw the key to Qiu Yun.

At the moment, the Vietnamese who found them running along the window had chased down. Before the car started, a Vietnamese who jumped down the stairs had started shooting with a gun, and the windshield in front suddenly turned into a pile of fragments.

Xue Meiyi in the back seat was startled by the strong knot.

At the same time, another Vietnamese jumped down from the window in the same way. Raised the gun at the car's fuel tank.

Qiu Yun gave a low curse and quickly shouted, "sit down!"

Hands and feet quickly complete a series of actions, directly put on the reverse gear and step on the accelerator. Just listen to a buzzing sound, the light blue car crashed out like a beast. With a dull noise, the Vietnamese who jumped from the window were hit right away!

The man's blood gushed out and fell directly to the ground.

Qiu Yun seized the opportunity, quickly reversed the car onto the street, and then hit the steering wheel. The whole car completed a beautiful 180 degree rotation in place, and immediately had to refuel and leave.

"Wait a minute!" The man roared.

When Qiu Yun was stunned, the man immediately pushed open the door and shot at the shop with a gun! All the Vietnamese inside hurried to find shelter to avoid, but just then, he aimed his gun at the guy who had been hit to the ground and couldn't move.

Bang!

After a gunshot, a flower of blood burst from the man's head, and there was no more movement.

Blood red mixed with a little white blood splashed on the window, and Xue Meiyi in the back seat almost retched in an instant.

Qiu Yun was stunned. This man was even more cruel than him. Even a dead man would not let go!

"What are you doing waiting to die? Don't drive yet! "

While yelling, the man did not forget to spit on the dead Vietnamese and roared a series of incomprehensible bytes into the car shop.

After the car left a street, the man turned to look at Qiu Yun.

"Who the hell are you, boy?"

Qiu Yun has limited knowledge of his new identity. Xue Meiyi in the back seat has not forgotten her identity. After retching, she said weakly, "please, are you third master Zhao?"

The man looked back at the woman in rustic clothes. His tone was a little relaxed and asked, "are you Zhao Yiyi?"

"Yes, Dad, I'm Zhao Yiyi..." the woman's tears flowed down like the flood of opening the gate, as if the grievance of leaving home was finally vented at this moment.

The tough man's face was rarely embarrassed: "cough, Yiyi, don't cry first. I'm not your father. It's one of his men. "

The woman in the back seat opened her eyes in surprise: "you, you are not my father, but this address..."

The man sighed silently: "this address is our old place. Your father has already changed to another place... Wait!"

Before he finished his words, he suddenly became angry when he saw the direction of driving. He scolded Qiu Yun, "where are you going! Left, left! There are cameras and patrols here. Are you looking for death?! Earth buns! "

After hearing his words, Qiu Yun quickly pulled the steering wheel to the left, and finally turned on a remote path next to him at the last pass.

I don't know what this road has experienced. It's narrow and can only accommodate one car. The road is bumpy and bumpy, and several people are choked by the bumps. Fortunately, the road is very quiet. There are no other pedestrians and vehicles at all.

"How do I drive down here?" Just now, he was running for his life. It was not until Qiu Yun realized that he didn't know the way here at all.

"Go straight and turn right at the next intersection." He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Yun for a while. His temper was not as grumpy as before“ Did you escort Yiyi? "

"I came here on Sunday."

Xue Meiyi quickly concluded the conversation and repeated the lines she had already prepared: "I left the village after my mother died, but I was cheated out of all my money as soon as I arrived in the county, and others wanted to pull me to sell money. It happened that he was saved by the street artist Zhou Tianyi and his master.

But for this reason, his master accidentally killed people. We have been chased and killed by people in China. We really have no choice but to come here.

My mother said that my father had a good time in ziqilia, but if I didn't encounter something I couldn't make it, I wouldn't come to him. Now there are people chasing us everywhere in China. I really can't help it. "

The woman in the back seat said all this tremblingly, and her eyes burst into crystal tears. Obviously, she was frightened by the repeated pursuit. Scared.