Searching the whole city, they ran towards the southern suburbs of the city. For a while, all the other streets in Shihei Street were empty.
The personnel were dispersed and investigated individually.
Song Qingtian and Zhuang Zhuang were in a car, and a man named Fei Hu, the original founder of the Feihu Gang, drove them to their destination.
When Feihu took Boss Ze to the mountainside villa in Nangong, he had seen the dashing demeanor of Song Qingtian, a beautiful people's teacher, so he couldn't help but start chatting with her as soon as he saw him driving with him.
"Hey, beauty, are you really a people's teacher? The level of teachers nowadays is too high, right? How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend? Are there any criteria for choosing a mate? In other words, are you interested in me? Are you around me?
Is there a beautiful little girl like you who is beautiful, has a great figure, is good at skills, and is good at it? I can introduce it to my brother..."
"Brother Feihu!" Because he is the eldest brother, he calls everyone else his younger brother. "Do you know what my teacher's last name is?"
"My surname is Song, Boss Zhuang," Feihu replied normally, "You already introduced me before ordering the brothers to set off."
"My brother Ze said that her surname is Mama, and her Papa's surname is Nangong."[
"Nangong...the Nangong you are talking about, could you mean..."
"It's Nangong who has many, many guns to play with at home..."
Brother Zhuang’s loving reminder.
Feihu glanced at Song Qingtian, who had been too lazy to ditch him, his face turned pale, and he shut up knowingly——
What was he doing just now?
Looking for death?
Does the eldest daughter of the Nangong family dare to tease you?
Damn, even if I gave him ten thousand more courage, he wouldn’t dare to provoke Nangong!
"Brother." Patted Feihu on the shoulder, Qingtian comforted, "Don't worry, I won't take what you said just now to heart, but if you delay saving brother Ozawa because of your talkativeness, then..."
Sunny smiles——
Buzz——!
Full firepower!
Brother Feihu stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward quickly!
He swore that he had never driven so fast while escaping for his life. It was even more exaggerated than the speed of the mountainside gunfight that day!
So under the threat of Miss Song Qingtian, they finally reached the eastern suburbs area in the shortest possible time——[
There are many chemical waste factories here, and each of them may be used as a hostage-taking site.
After dividing the labor among the hands, Song Qingtian led a pair of hands and walked in one direction; Feihu and Zhuangzhuang walked in the same direction, because all the snacks were on Feihu.
Qingtian moved very quickly, and after taking only a few steps, his sharp eyes spotted a crashed red motorcycle in the grass in the distance. It was Azi's car.
"That's the direction."
She directed the crowd to move forward, and when she picked up the phone, she was about to notify Feihu to bring Zhuangzhuang over——
As soon as she took out her mobile phone, she heard a bang and her ears trembled.
Quickly turn your body to one side and throw away your right hand.
When he lowered his head, he realized that the mobile phone in his hand had been shot into waste.
Thanks to her quick reaction, she dodged the next attack immediately.
Then, screams came from the front.
Song Qingtian took a closer look and saw that several of his men had been hit by ambush guns. They fell to the ground to hide while holding on to their legs and feet——
She picked up the other gun by her right leg and was about to step forward to rescue him.
Snap——
A black shadow flew from above, directly in front of her eyes, punched her, and then attacked.
Qingtian retreated backwards, lowered his waist and ducked to the side. When the black shadow and the frightening wind of the fist hit, he immediately raised his elbow to block it——
But it was still unable to withstand the force, and he took three steps back after being hit.
Steady and steady, she looked up.
A silver mask reflected on the face——
The man's eyes were like a bright blunt instrument, slamming into her heart.
It's thrilling and frightening, but because it's dull, it throbs clearly in the wild, but it doesn't hurt at all.
He was the man who attacked Ozawa and the others that day.
These eyes...
These eyes.
Even though it was the second time they met, Song Qingtian couldn't help but feel strange and stunned...
Why does she feel that these eyes are so familiar, so familiar...
"stop."
The man suddenly spoke and said only one word to her, "Stop."
"Who are you?" Qingtian frowned, "Why are you blocking me? Are you a black person?"
"There is only death ahead." The man's words were very simple and short, but each sentence was powerful and clear enough to express what he wanted to express.
Naturally, Qingtian showed no appreciation. He took out the sharp blade pinned to his short boots, shouted softly, and stabbed the tall man's figure——
The man's eyes remained unchanged as he took action.
His moves can't be traced back to his school or genre, and it's even more obvious whether they are sparring or boxing. I just feel that the moves are neat and the style is advantageous. On a sunny day, I only took a few steps, but I felt like I couldn't handle it, and I was slightly out of breath.
And the strange thing is that although this man attacked her, he blocked every move and had no intention of attacking her harshly...
Song Qingtian frowned, looked at the man suspiciously and said, "You only block but don't attack. What do you mean? You look down on me as a woman?"
"Stop." The man said the same thing, "If you go any further, you will only die."
Song Qingtian understood instantly————
This man's mission and purpose here is to block all those who come this way, and this kind of blocking is also very simple and clearly shows that Mu Yan and Ozawa are in the chemical plant warehouse at the end of the rear.
"What if I insist on going in?" Qing Tian coldly raised his eyes and took out a short stick-like machine weapon from his arms, with a fierce look between his eyebrows.
The man looked at her with his dark eyes slightly narrowed and motionless.
But when Qingtian finished speaking, like a gust of wind, with a fierce gesture, he raised the weapon full of traps and rushed over fiercely.
In this battle, she fought vigorously and thoroughly.
He tried all his postures and moves, but still couldn't gain the upper hand.
Of course, she didn't suffer any loss.
Because the man is consistent and adopts a passive blocking style from beginning to end.
Qing Tian gritted his teeth, raised his hand and pressed the mechanism, driving the fierce wind to hit him. The short stick was pierced, and it instantly became an arrow. Several small short arrows were shot out from the inside——
The man retreated to hide.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, the short arrows spit out by the mechanism were filled with needle-thick arrows. They spontaneously ignited in an instant, and exploded collectively, spewing out a stream of gas. The man who was spraying directly had a heavy look in his eyes, and several of them collapsed.
Only then did Fan finally escape the gas attack!
Looking down again, half of his silver mask was stabbed by the hidden arrow in the middle of the body. Half of it slipped off and was about to fall down.
The moment the mask falls——
A hideous scar on half of the man's face was exposed in front of her eyes.
Qing Tian raised her head and looked up, her movements suddenly stopped. When she met his eyes and the scar, she was shocked, as if she remembered something, or as if she remembered some bad memory, her thin lips were filled with anger.