Breaking Through the Clouds: 130.Chapter 130

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The northerly wind grew stronger, blowing the treetops on the top of the mountain in the distance to one side. The rustle of Li Feng's whimper and the rubbing of the dead leaves came from all directions, but everyone was silent on the open ground, only to hear the old man's breathing like a bellows in his chest.

"...So you believe him now, do you, Wen Shao?" Uncle Bo finally tremblingly asked: "You believe he was really not sent by the police to lie to you and approach you, huh?"

The king of spades laughed and asked: "It's important?"

The old man obviously didn't understand what he meant. The two hands clenched tightly to each other, and the wrinkles were pulled and deformed: "Think carefully about yourself, your head is worth a high price with the police! No matter if Captain Jiang is at 1009 Whatever he did in the explosion, no matter how many crimes he committed in the eyes of the police, the police will accept him as long as he is cast as a certificate! Maybe he will be promoted to the title! So you can consider it well, Red Heart Q Is your loyalty worthy of your belief!"

Jiang Ting's eyes flashed slightly, but there was no sound.

The King of Spades sighed, his face seemed to be helpless, "Why don't you understand?" But after thinking about it, he didn't directly refute the old man. Instead, he suddenly turned to Jiang Ting, looked down at his ordinary face covered by ice and snow, and then asked: "What do you think?"

Jiang Ting said: "Worry is reasonable."

"Then what do you think, what do I think?"

The old man's mood was quite unstable, and he didn't immediately slap the meaning of the king of spades. But in fact, it was not only him, but few people in the room realized what the extravagance was.

Jiang Ting obviously understands, but he only shook his head flatly: "What you think of it doesn't matter to me."

The king of spades looks a bit regretful.

"The fact is that I have no retreat. Even if you take your Xiangshang head back to Gongzhou, those who have contact with you will not let me go. The old fox in Lu Ju is even more unlikely to speak for me. "Jiang paused. His eyes fell on the small dry blood-red grass in front of him. At this moment, he finally raised his eyes: "However, although the reason for my surrender is not important to you, at least I can. Prove that you are not an undercover agent sent by the police."

"...oh?" The king of spades was interested: "How do you want to prove?"

There was a soft click.

The bodyguards who have experienced many battles tightened at the same time, only listening to the gun in Jiang Ting's hand.

The bodyguard immediately took a few steps forward, but was stopped by a wave of the king of spades. Under all eyes, Jiang Ting slowly raised the muzzle. At that moment, the corner of the spades King's eyes glanced at Yan Xiu, which seemed a bit surprised.

Ajie jerked his head to Yan Xiu, unabashedly showing bloodthirsty expectations.

The atmosphere became extremely tense for a while, I saw Yan Xi's jaw line tightened, and his pupils tightened with the height of the muzzle—

"Sorry," Jiang Ting said in a low voice, then raised his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The gunfire sounded, and Qi Sihao, who was hiding behind the bodyguard not far away, raised his eyes unsuspectingly.

"..." He looked at the **** muzzle of his abdomen in disbelief, doubting that he was dreaming. But the life that was quickly lost was so clear and true that after a few seconds he finally staggered and fell, and after a few short breaths, he didn't move anymore.

No one thought he would do it so quickly, and there was a dead silence around him.

Yan Xi stared straight at the corpse, and the feeling at the moment was very similar to that of Qi Sihao before he died—just did it?

He killed someone?

Not to stop the ongoing crime, not to deal with the recalcitrant criminals, but to an active policeman? !

Although Qi Sihao seized drugs stealthily, participated in drug trafficking in partnership, and even sneaked up to the king of spades-he still had the name of the police after all. The snap of Jiang Ting's gun was tantamount to completely cutting off his last retreat to a normal society!

"You asked me to kill the rivets for this purpose." Jiang Ting said lightly, "I killed the head of the criminal investigation detachment of Gongzhou. It should prove that I was not sent by the Public Security Bureau."

The king of spades stared at Qi Sihao’s fresh corpse for a long time. Few people dared to look directly at his face, so no one noticed the excitement flashing in the eyes of this famous South Asian drug lord. . He finally took a long breath, turned his head and laughed, and whispered in Jiang Ting's ear: "Sure enough, no matter how many years in the past, you are the way I like the most. You have never changed..."

Jiang Ting's head tilted back slightly and said, "Is that right, I can make you more satisfied."

He turned sideways to avoid the king of spades, and raised his gun again-Uncle Bo felt bad, but Jiang Ting's marksmanship was totally unresponsive, and he just listened to bang! boom! boom!

Uncle Bo lost his voice: "Stop!"

The bullet was lit, Jiang Ting threw away the empty gun and walked a few steps forward. When passing by Ajie, he snatched the gun of the nearest man. However, Ajie was not stupid. He seemed to realize something at the time and wanted to reach out to stop him, but before he had time to move, only the king of spades shook his head, obviously indicating that he would not care.

Boom boom boom boom!

The restrained subordinates of Uncle Bo couldn't resist at all. Every bullet fell down, and every corpse hit the forehead. When the gunfire stopped, the rows were all dead!

Jiang Ting finally stood still.

Uncle Bo watched as his people were completely destroyed in a moment, and his whole body fell softly to the ground, and then he saw the gun-smoke muzzle aimed at him.

"Not only can I not look back at the police, but I don't want to return to Wu Tun again and continue to be a bull and a horse to work for him." Jiang Ting faced the earth-faced Uncle Po, but he said to the king of spades. Said: "Simply cut off all the back roads today, and there will not be so much suspicion in the future."

"Wait, wait!" Uncle Bo blurted out: "Wen Shao! He treats others like this today, and he can do the same tomorrow--"

Boom!

Jiang Ting fired a clean and neat shot, and Uncle Bo was caught in his eyebrows and fell back to the ground.

"..."

In a blink of an eye, ten more corpses appeared in the deserted clearing. The same bullet holes were exposed to the air, and the blood seemed to be steaming slightly. The murderous drug dealers were all a little bit frustrated. Several bodyguards nearby turned aside their eyes. One or two moved back a few inches inconspicuously.

——He treats others the same way today, and he can treat you the same way tomorrow.

Uncle Bo's roar seemed to be echoing in mid-air, and people were already lying on the ground, staring dead.

This old man has been around Caohua A for most of his life. The king of spades seemed to be unbearable. He shook his head and beckoned to the bodyguard: "Carry the car up, and I will find a place to bury it later."

The subordinate immediately responded.

Jiang Ting never looked at the corpse again. He just turned around and suddenly heard from behind: "Wait!"

It's Ajie.

"Are you finished?" Ajie looked at Jiang Ting's head darkly, and said, "Is there one left?"

Jiang stopped without looking back: "Are you left?"

A-jie ignored the acupuncture in this remark, and raised his chin: "If you can't do it, I can help you myself." Then he snorted, "It's just maybe not as good as you do it yourself. It's clean and happy."

——As he looked in the direction he signaled, Yan Xi had been pointed at with a gun since just now, unable to move even half a step, and stood frozen a few meters away.

"You really don't want to stay alive." Jiang Ting finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Ajie, and said, "But you think carefully, if everyone died in the valley, Qi Sihao would not be me after going out. Killed, it doesn’t matter?"

Ajie said coldly: "Isn't that the reason why you killed the old man's gang first?"

He was unrelenting in debunking this, and it was true. If any person under Uncle Bo escaped and was caught by the police, he would be the witness for Jiang Ting to kill the in-service criminal police; but now everyone is dead. Except for Yan Xiu, there is no other mouth that can prove it. Qi Sihao didn't die in the hands of their drug dealers.

No one can say that Jiang Ting just breathed a sigh of time|shooting the old man eight|nine horses, what is the motive, simply killing Xing can't stop? Or just holding on to such a secret plan?

The king of spades seems to be indispensable to Yan Xiu's life and death, so he still kept silent and watched the scene like a good show. Jiang Ting pointed to Yan Xiu and asked Ajie: "Do you really want him to die?"

Ajie asked back: "Reluctant?"

"You too underestimated me." Jiang Ting nodded and laughed, his eyes flashing with ridicule: "He is dead here now, and I am the only love in his life. But if you let him go out alive, How much he loved me before, how much he will hate me in the future. When he meets again in the future, he is already an enemy of life and death. Do you say I want to remember a lover who will never change until death, or want to leave one who wants my life? What about the enemy?"

A-Jie didn't expect this at all, and stayed for a moment.

Not far away, the playful look of the king of spades gradually disappeared.

Jiang Ting waited for a few seconds, then smiled again, and the corners of his lips deepened: "——So even if no one mentioned it, do you think I will let him leave here alive today?"

Jiang stopped in Ajie's monster-like gaze and turned and left. He came to Yan Xiu cleanly and without muddy water. He whispered, "Go away!"

Probably because he killed eight|nine horses without blinking just now, the few people who pointed their guns at Yan Xiu were subconsciously a little timid, and after looking at each other for a while, they hung down their muzzles cautiously. Stepped back a few steps, leaving a space for Zhang Xu to meet.

——Is there really no way to escape?

Is it really impossible to think of anything at all? !

Yan Xi seemed to have countless voices screaming and hissing in his mind, but his body seemed to be filled with lead, and there was nothing to do.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of red threads, watching him come as if he had never seen Jiang Ting. It wasn't until the two of them were only a few centimeters apart, and even the breath of each other's nose was clearly audible, before Jiang Ting stood still, and slightly raised his head to stare at the handsome and embarrassed face in front of him.

"I'm sorry," he finally uttered these three words.

Yan Xiu is indifferent.

Then Jiang Ting asked: "Do you remember the time we went to the hospital to visit Shen Xiaoqi together?"

"..."

What? Doubts passed subconsciously in Yan Xiu's chaotic mind.

Go to the hospital to visit Shen Xiaoqi?

When did it happen?

"Shen Xiaoqi woke up and knew that Bu Wei was dead. The first reaction turned out to be not'this woman who has harmed me so much has finally died', but crying. If Bu Wei is still alive, Shen Xiaoqi is sitting in the courthouse. He listened to the prosecutor in the auditorium to explain her countless evil deeds. Seeing the transcript that she explained how she planned to murder herself, he would certainly grit his teeth with hatred and hope her would pay her life. But Bu Wei was so dead, there was no time for Shen Xiaoqi to see all this. So he cried that he lost his favorite girl forever."

Yan Xiu’s eardrum was aching like a saw. He realized that Jiang Ting seemed to be expressing something, but he didn't understand why Jiang Ting did it.

Isn't he here to kill himself, why do you want to use these words?

"Li Yuxin killed He Liang and suffered from post-traumatic stress syndrome. She seems to be living well in the detention center, but in fact we all know that the girl under interrogation is just a walking dead. He Liang is alive. She may not like it much at the time, otherwise she would not hurt her assassin for her own life, but He Liang died. No matter what the dead person was, what is left to the living person is always the most beautiful thing, and she will have countless others in the future. Repeat He Liang's every look and every word day and night, until he hypnotized himself so much that he fell in love with him."

"Reminiscences, emotions, and psychological imprints, these details are repeatedly sublimated as parting, death is the best filter." Jiang Ting raised his hand and stroked Yan Xi's hair back, focusing on his painful eyes , Said softly: "The dead cannot be surpassed. The dead will always be the winner. That's the truth."

Yan Xiu's conditioned reflex tilted his head, but the struggle was actually very weak. Jiang Shuli did not let him move. At the same time, he smiled at the king of spades and asked: "——I think you insisted on killing Teng Wenyan. Wang Rui, it was for this reason that Li Yuxin was asked to kill He Liang?"

The King of Spades looked at him blankly, his face seemed very ugly.

The next moment, the king of spades seems to want to say something, but Jiang Ting didn't give him this opportunity, so he smiled and said, "So I will do this today."

He pressed Yan Xiu's head with his hand, almost half-forcedly, and took a long kiss.

No matter how many thoughts circulated in my mind just now, all Yan Xiu's thoughts disappeared at the moment when his lips and tongue were entangled, and his brain and even his soul were blank. He didn't want it either, but hot tears poured out of his eye sockets uncontrollably, his throat was sour and convulsive, his internal organs were crushed into **** mud by thousands of sharp blades.

He trembled and opened his teeth, almost wanting to bite Jiang Ting's tongue, but he couldn't bite it down.

"Even if you have money and a career, and meet someone you like, you still have to wait to be picked..."

"But I am still very happy to be picked."

"Do you feel this heart beating? It is beating so fast now."

"Marriage or not? Huh? Talk, marry or not?"

"Marriage, marry, marry..."

All the memories turned into fragments, like a heavy snowfall, one after another going away with the wind. The futile and desperate struggle disappeared, and all his strength was completely evacuated and turned into white nothingness.

Jiang stopped half a step back, standing in the wind, looking at him fondly.

"I love you, Yan Xiu." He said, "I want you to be the unsurpassed winner."

Then he raised his hand and pressed his muzzle against Yan Xi's eyebrows.

The king of spades finally opened his mouth hesitantly, but at this moment, something on Jiang Ting's head suddenly appeared in the depths of his pupils, and his face was shocked: "Stop! Wait!!"

Jiang stopped pulling the trigger's index finger, as if he didn't know what was happening, he turned his head.

Just now, Jiang stopped and ordered the bodyguards to retreat, so there are only him and Yan Xi in the square inch of the ground, and he took a half step back before raising the gun, staggering half of his body angle with Yan Xi, causing him Most of the predecessor was unobstructed and exposed, directly facing the rugged mountain forest not far away.

At this moment, on the side of his face facing the woods, a scarlet light spot appeared silently, like the letter of a viper, swimming slightly from side to side, always aiming at his head.

Everyone saw it, and the bodyguards around were shocked, and at the same time they recognized what the red dot was--

The sight and sight!

The sniper is lying in ambush in the distant woods!