Chapter 474 Thousand-mile Tracking (2)

Author: chess completed

Chapter 474 Thousand-mile Tracking (2)

Dodging searchlights again and again, the moving black dots become smaller and smaller

As expected of someone who plays e-sports, he is really good at bugs.

Mu Liu couldn't help but sigh.

Bingci sprinted up the wall in three steps, jumped over with one hand, and landed silently.

Another one rolled and hid behind a tree. The wind in the night was fierce and unbridled. Bingci's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he was holding a silenced pistol with accurate accuracy.

When they realized it was already too late, Bingci strangled a man's throat, turned around quickly, and shot him neatly. A bloody hole appeared in the center of the forehead of the drug dealer behind him.

It took three minutes. Bingci shook his head, too slow.

Without thinking much, he put on the clothes of one of them and sneaked into the black factory.

There are piles of debris inside, broken glass shards, needles everywhere, and an unpleasant smell of sour rot in the air.

Poison making equipment is available.

These should all be destroyed.

"Hey, if you don't stay on guard outside, why did you come in?" The drug dealer on the second floor pointed a gun at Bingci and asked cautiously.

"Come in and drink water," Bingci responded calmly.

"Get out, or I'll be rude to you."

The opponent looked like he would rather kill someone by mistake than let anyone go, so Bingci had no choice but to withdraw.

At the moment of exiting, there was a sudden loud noise from the room on the second floor.

Bingci glanced suspiciously, turned around suddenly and fired.

Before the man could react, he was shot in the head. His body fell out of the guardrail and fell straight to the ground, making a loud noise.

Such a big movement was bound to attract attention. Everyone in the room ran out with weapons in hand. The alarm was sounded by no one knew who, and the entire factory suddenly fell into panic.

"There is a sneak attack, prepare to evacuate...ah-" The drug dealer in the broadcast room was shot away by Bingci before he could finish his words.

"In the broadcast room, everyone, follow me," the drug dealer on the second floor reacted instantly and rushed to the broadcast room with a group of people.

Bingci put the picked pistol on his waist, pulled the curtains and jumped out of the window.

When the drug dealer arrived, he only saw shaking window glass.

There was constant gunfire outside.

They rushed out again.

"Damn it, who is pretending to be a ghost here? Come out," the drug dealer said angrily.

Bingci hid in the dark, slid the barrel of the gun, and quickly jumped out to shoot.

The person who was speaking just now fell down.

"He's there, catch him," this time the drug dealers saw her and gave chase.

Bingci ran and fired at the same time, and his shots were all missed, forcing many people back at once.

"He, he...he has a gun."

"Why are you so cowardly? It's just a broken pistol. The bullets have been shot long ago. Load them all for me. Capture him and hand him over to Mr. Ting for disposal."

Bingci threw away her pistol and ducked into a tree. When the drug dealers passed by, she jumped down and followed them, knocking one out casually.

I changed my clothes and blended in among them.

"Damn it, let him run away. Notify Mr. Ting as soon as possible that an uninvited guest has broken into the factory and needs to be moved immediately."

So people returned to the drug making room, moved things, and destroyed everything that couldn't be moved.

Just as Bingci was about to take action, a man walked down from the second floor. Under his black cloak, he could not be seen clearly.

Behind him were two men also wearing cloaks, holding up the dying Bladeless.

"There's no need to move, I've already caught him, he's just a blind man who accidentally hit me," the man under the cloak said in a low voice, faintly revealing the confidence that everything was under control.

Bingci looked at him in the crowd.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and walked up the stairs with his back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised under his cloak, with a hint of teasing.

Wu Blade was also taken away by them.

The drug dealers who stayed behind looked at each other and said, "The guest invited by Mr. Ting is so talkative. I didn't expect that he is actually quite capable."

"Then, boss, are we still withdrawing?"

"Why withdraw? Keep going. With Mr. Ting here, let's see who dares to find us. After finishing this batch of goods, we will give our brothers a holiday."
Chapter completed!