"What to chase?" Another agent said, "Don't forget, why are there tasks on the body?
The first agent thinks about it. This is the General Political Hospital. People who are hospitalized here generally have their own security personnel, and they are fabricated in the army. They can do it by themselves.
Take a spare time with a mouse.
Just such a delay, Li Xiaoning has already entered the elevator.
In the room, a short period of time has been awakened. After all, he is an agent. After all, he is in a bars, and the coma is coma under the strike.
Angry, struggling violently, the door was kicked, and the two agents outside the door rushed in, hurriedly pulled out the pillow cover in the mouth, unbuttoned hands.
"Hurry up, Li Xiaoning ran away!" Xiao Duan wanted to hit the wall in annoyance, and the protected object was discharged. This matter was spread, and he probably had no face to continue to mix in the national security system.
Those two agents suddenly thought of the young major generals from the room next door, and hurriedly pulled their legs to chase, but where is Li Xiaoning's shadow?
After Li Xiaoning escaped from the hospital, he immediately took a taxi back to Tang Wei's residence. He observed it outside and found that there was no strangeness before he went in to change his clothes, took the money, and bought it from the safe.
The defense pistol, that's it again out of the door.
Li Xiaoning is a little confused now. I don't know what he will do in the next step. The complex situation makes him don't know who to fight with. Fortunately, the pain came from the wrist, let him find a little direction.
Wear the hat and walk towards the subconscious goal.
Time has passed slowly, and it is time to get off work. Wang Qiang, who was responsible for interrogating Li Xiaoning, was very uncomfortable today. He was reprimanded by the leader because he did not obtain Li Xiaoning's oral supply.
In front of his car, open the door and start the car. The car rushed out with a anger.
Not long after going out, Wang Qiang suddenly saw that someone in the rearview mirror in the car flashed, and he was frightened. Before he could react, he held his waist and eyes with the hard and cold things.
It's a gun!
"Let's find a place to talk about." The gunman said coldly.
What are you afraid of coming? This face has been deeply imprinted in Wang Qiang's mind these days.
Wang Qiang was stupid on the spot. When he was tortured by Li Xiaoning before, he used his tricks. Now people came to the door and moved the gun.
"Brother, have something to say, how much it doesn't look good about moving the knife and gun." Wang Qiang worked hard to keep his right hand in his arms and wanted to smoke, but he was stopped by Li Xiaoning immediately and put his hand into Wang Qiang.
In the pocket of the jacket shirt, take out his mobile phone, the battery is directly off, the SIM card is pulled out, and the window is thrown out.
Now that Wang Qiang was really scared, the other party was really playing. Wang Qiang wanted to cry without tears, was frightened, and quickly judged the direction of the situation.
The silent shining, the two armed policemen leaned on the side of the car and said, Wang Qiang moved in his heart, and licked his lips subconsciously.
Li Xiaoning smiled coldly and guess Wang Qiang's plan long ago. He stumped his thumb, the card collapsed, and opened the head of the pistol.
Wang Qiang closed his mouth tightly. He understood in his heart, if he didn't shout, maybe there was still a talk, he really shouted, and the small life was afraid that he would finish it immediately.
The car continued to drive forward, and the traffic flow slowly became less and less. Li Xiaoning directed behind him and drove towards the remote suburbs.
Wang Qiang's heart was cold, and asked with a trembling voice: "Where are you going to take me?"
"You know the place, don't talk, drive honestly." Li Xiaoning said coldly.
The car drove along the path for half an hour, and finally arrived at a desolate river beach. The reeds by the river were very lush, and a gust of wind was blowing.
The car stopped, Li Xiaoning picked up Wang Qiang out, fell to the ground a few times, and his face.
Li Xiaoning stepped forward, grabbed Wang Qiang's hair, walked forward with him, walked to the river, kicked a kick to Wang Qiang's knee nest.
Drop it up.
The sound of the wind whistled, the reed clump made a rustling sound in the wind. Wang Qiang knelt down by the river and cried, "What do you want to do?
Li Xiaoning ignored Wang Qiang at all, but raised a pistol.
Wang Qiang was crying, and his fierce voice drifted away with the cold wind: "Help! Killing!" He tried to run, but his legs were like a sieve. Even if he ran, he couldn't run for half a step.
With a "wow", Li Xiaoning pushed the bullet and carried the muzzle to Wang Qiang's back of the head, but the cold muzzle was like a boring of Wang Qiang wowed like a soldering iron, and his voice changed: "Grandpa, you are my dear
Grandpa, please forgive me, forgive me. "
Li Xiaoning sneered: "You are a bastard, you have tortured me before, do you forget? I can still spare you?" Then, a handle smashed on Wang Qiang's head.
Wang Qiang cried and turned back: "I dare not dare again, I will be your grandson, dear grandson, this is not enough."
"Don't be afraid, just for a while." Li Xiaoning said calmly.
Wang Qiang's thoughts were gray. The cold muzzle was still in the back of the head. Wang Qiang closed his eyes tightly and didn't want to want to die. He waited to die.
Only when he heard the sound of "pop", Wang Qiang trembled violently, his feces were flowing together, and people were paralyzed directly to the ground, but the consciousness was still sober. When he opened his eyes, he could still see the gray river.
"Am I dead?" This was Wang Qiang's first idea.
But a word behind him awakened him. "What kind of dumpling color is actually dumb."
Wang Qiang couldn't cry when he wanted to cry. He watched Li Xiaoning's pistol folder step back and took out a dumb bullet.
The ghost gate was left before, and Wang Qiang's spirit almost collapsed, but Li Xiaoning was not ready to let him go, but re -changed the bomb and carried Wang Qiang again, and fired against his back of his head.
Wang Qiang was stupid, and he couldn't even shout. The crotch was full of feces urine, tears and snot on his face, and death was not terrible. The terrible thing was always in the Ghost Gate.
Usten, his spirit has reached the edge of the collapse.
The first shot did not sound the bullet dumbfire. This coincidence will not have a second time. Wang Qiang knew that he couldn't escape. He frowned and waited for his death.