A heavy rain during the day washed away the dirt in the entire city, leaving a damp smell in the air.
In the early morning, a man in his thirties with a slightly yellow face was walking on a deserted street. He was wearing a worn-out military uniform and his eyes were dull and looking ahead. The dim street lights dragged his figure, which made him look a little desolate. .A car passed by him quickly. After the wheels ran over it, water splashed on the ground and covered him all over.
He frowned and stopped, looking around with his eyes, looking around vigilantly, but he didn't find anything. He shook his head in confusion and continued to walk forward.
At this time, there was a roar of motorcycle engines behind him. He turned around and saw seven or eight motorcycles parked behind him, and the people on the cars were looking at him expressionlessly.
Suddenly, without any hesitation, he turned around and ran forward as hard as he could. The people behind him did not move, and kept watching the lonely figure running further and further away with cold eyes. One of them took out a military hard-on from behind. This kind of hard-on Nu is used by modern special forces. The arrowhead of the crossbow is made of special steel. It can easily penetrate a three-inch thick steel plate within fifty meters. It is even more powerful than a pistol at a short distance.
He raised his hand and pulled the trigger. With a buzzing sound, the crossbow arrow shot out and scratched the man's face. With a "ding!" sound, it was nailed to the wall not far in front. The man's face was scratched out. There was a deep bloodstain.
Then there was another buzzing sound, and the crossbow arrow was shot out again. "Yeah!" With a muffled groan, the crossbow arrow penetrated his shoulder. The man's face was pale, and he covered the wound on his shoulder with his hand and continued to run forward. Turn the corner and run to another street.
At this time, a man in his forties cursed: "Damn! You idiot, hurry up and chase him. If you let him run to the end of the street, the young master will definitely lose. This time the young master bet 200 million , if we lose, none of us will get anything good to eat."
After saying that, they started the motorcycle and chased after them. Just as their prey was about to turn the corner, Weng's crossbow shot again, and "Puff!" it nailed the man's leg.
The man stumbled and fell to the ground, then got up and dragged his injured leg, moving forward step by step.
The man in his forties grabbed Jian Nu, raised it up and fired. The crossbow arrow approached the man like lightning. Just as the man turned the corner, the crossbow arrow entered his back heart and the arrow came out through his chest. He fell down on another street with a plop. A brooch on his chest was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground. He stared at the red pentagonal brooch with dull eyes, with a dragon engraved on it, lifelike and dragon claws. Holding a blue sharp sword, it seemed to soar into the clouds, full of domineering power.
He wanted to take back the brooch, and stretched his hand forward with all his strength, leaving a clear blood mark on the concrete pavement. But the strength in his body was gradually disappearing, and in the end he could only watch helplessly as he spent his life in exchange for The honor is left there, helpless.
Fragments of his previous life flashed before his eyes, the sound of gunshots, cannons, dead bodies, and comrades falling around him one by one.
"Captain, I really can't go to the battlefield anymore?"
"Your injury is very serious. Although your life can be saved, you should not use too much force, otherwise your injury will relapse and your life will be lost. You will not be able to participate in any military operations. Even when you return to the place in the future, you must pay attention Don't be too tired. Remember, Lao Lei, you will always be my brother. If you have any difficulties when you go back, just come to me, and I will help you solve it even if I risk my life."
There was another flash in front of my eyes, "What do you want from me?"
"I know your sister needs a high surgical fee. There are two hundred thousand here. All you need to do is stay on this street and run out of the other street early tomorrow morning."
"It's that simple?"
"No, someone will hunt you down. Whether you live or die depends on you."
He took the money without hesitation, turned around and walked back.
A pale but very beautiful face appeared in front of him, "Brother, please stop worrying about my illness. I know that my illness is incurable. My family owes a lot of foreign debt for my treatment. Dad
My mother and I are old, so you have to take good care of them after I die."
"I'm sorry!" His eyes slowly fell into darkness, and a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.
"Damn it!" He threw Jian Nu hard on the ground and shouted to the men behind him: "Go and get rid of his body. I lost 200 million this time. I don't know what the young master will do with it when I get back.
us……"
In a luxurious villa in Huanggu District, a dozen young people were standing or sitting chatting in the living room.
"Zhang Jun, Master Zhang, although my prey died in this bet, I still lost, and I lost 200 million. Do you want to see my excitement this time?" The speaker was a 27.8-year-old,
A thin man with a pale face and sinister eyes.
Zhang Jun laughed and said, "Xiaosi, we have known each other for so many years, and you still don't understand me? We worked together a lot when we were in Beijing, how could I watch your excitement? Mr. Liu returned to his hometown to take care of himself, and we are the younger generation.
Can't you come and see him?"
"Hmph!" Xiaosi snorted, "That's nice to say."
Zhang Jun asked: "Will our game continue?"
A cold light flashed in Xiaosi's eyes: "Of course, continue." After saying that, he took out a photo under the table and pointed at the person in the photo: "He is the prey this time. He robbed me of 20 million US dollars. Not only
He blew up my goods and actually killed my people, how could I not kill him?"
Zhang Jun stared at the photo for a while before coming back to his senses. He looked at Xiao Si and said, "Do you really want to kill him?"
Xiaosi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Kill, how can we resolve our hatred if we don't kill?"
"Haha... Okay! I admire you for doing things neatly and neatly. Let's change the method this time."
Xiaosi was stunned and asked: "How to change it?"
"We use ten days as a round, each round is 50 million. From the first day, if you can't kill him in one day, you will give me 5 million. Ten days is exactly 50 million. And within these ten days
If you kill him any day, I will lose 50 million to you."
Xiaosi said doubtfully: "Then you are at a disadvantage?"
Zhang Jun: "Do we still care about this little money? I'm just betting with you to have fun."
Xiao Si thought for a moment: "Okay, I'll bet you, I don't believe I can't kill him within ten days."
"Deal, as long as you can't kill him within ten days, our bet will be extended indefinitely."
After Zhang Jun finished speaking, he stood up and walked out, and several people behind him also followed. When they came outside, one of them asked: "Are you really sure of winning?"
Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Others don't know who the person in the photo is, but I know a little bit of information about him unintentionally. Although I don't know much, it's enough to know a little bit. That person is definitely not him.
Liu Shijun can kill him. As long as Liu Shijun sends people to chase him, Liu Shijun will be dead. If you are targeted by that person, you will not be able to escape even if you have ten lives. Even if you invite the old man of the Liu family to speak, it will be useless. Since he
Liu Shijun is bound to die, so why would you keep so much money? You might as well give it to me."
"who's that person?"
"I accidentally saw his photo in my old man's study. There were two sentences written on the back of the photo, 'China's Blue Sword Special Forces, the myth of the undefeated Falcon.'
You also know that my old man never praises a person easily, but the old man wrote these two sentences on the back of his photo, which shows how much he holds in his heart."
"Blue sword? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Haha... burst of laughter, "I haven't heard of it either, but I believe my old man, he never misses what he said." After saying that, he walked towards a luxury sports car in the parking lot.