A Liang sat down on the ground, his helpless howl resounding throughout the office.
It will take a while.
Only then did A Liang, who felt like the world was shattering and the earth was spinning, finally recovered. He climbed up from the ground tremblingly, picked up the glasses that had fallen to the ground and put them on.
He grabbed the passbook left by Cai Yuanqi on the table, turned it over and opened the browsing directory. The time when the last amount of money was put into the passbook was printed on it.
Two months ago.
An amount of two million.
Two months ago, when Ali was on the street in Wanwan, Cai Yuanqi might have chosen to take the blame when Ali died.
However, things did not evolve to this point, and it did not fall on me until today. From the beginning, the outcome of my chess piece had already been decided.
Having worked beside Cai Yuanqi for more than ten years, he knew what it meant in the end when Cai Yuanqi played such a card, and he had absolutely no room for resistance.
All I can do is accept it silently, there is absolutely no second option.
"The Yan family shovel!"
Ah Liang gritted his teeth fiercely and clenched the bankbook in his hand, which was twisted and wrinkled.
It has to be several seconds.
Ah Liang let go of his hand, flattened out the wrinkled bankbook and put it into his suit pocket, along with the house keys.
"Hello!"
A Liang picked up the mobile phone beside him and dialed out a series of numbers. After the call was connected, he spoke quickly:
"Has Lao Xiang come out?!"
"not yet."
"Go, go into the community and kill him."
A Liang's eyes flashed, he pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, gritted his teeth and said: "Kill him directly, one million, one million per person! Kill him for me!"
"Oh."
First there was a chuckle on the phone, and then he nodded: "Then one million, not even a penny less."
"Um."
The intersection outside the entrance of Laoxiang Community.
"that's all."
The baby-faced man hung up the phone immediately and threw the mobile phone aside: "Interesting."
"How to say?!"
The accomplice turned to look at the baby-faced man.
"One million people."
The baby-faced man licked his lips and looked at the gate of the community: "Two hundred thousand directly mentioned one million. It seems they are very eager."
"It's still rich."
The accomplice bared his teeth and laughed, reached out and took off his peaked cap, scratched his bald head, and said nonchalantly: "Then let's go in."
"I'll do it."
The baby-faced man gestured to the gate of the community diagonally in front of him with his lips raised: "Here, isn't someone coming out?"
Looking in the direction he indicated, Lao Xiang's car slowly drove out from the community gate through the gate.
"It saves trouble."
The bald man glanced at the car that drove out and grinned: "It's just right. There's no need to go in. Then go ahead and get rid of him."
"Um."
The baby-faced man nodded, reached out and took out the big black star pinned to his waist, deftly removed the magazine, looked at the bullet and pushed it in, then pulled the bolt to load the bullet and stuffed it back.
Follow.
He took out a lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper, licked it and stuffed it into his mouth. He reached out and opened the door and got out. He put his hands in his pockets and headed towards Lao Xiang's car.
The gate of the community.
Because the community is connected to the main channel of the road, the traffic flow is quite large, and the intersection is somewhat congested, so the cars coming out of the community are not very fast, and the queues are slow and ready to merge into the traffic.
In the car.
Dongguan Zai was driving the car, and Lao Xiang was sitting in the passenger seat with his seat belt fastened, looking around quickly with flashing eyes.
half an hour ago.
The latest news came that the car going to the pier was intercepted and caused a car accident. If A-Zhen and her child hadn't gotten in the car, the two of them would have been in danger by now.
When Lao Xiang heard the news, he felt clear that Cai Yuanqi had indeed attacked him, including his wife and children. Therefore, now he could only cooperate with Ji Bu and the others and follow their instructions.
"Roll up all the windows."
Dongguan Zai put his hands on the steering wheel, clicked the accelerator from time to time and moved out along with the slow traffic, and gestured to the front with his mouth open:
"Did you see someone coming?"
In their sight, a baby-faced man was walking toward them with a lollipop in his mouth and his hands in his pockets. He looked harmless, but his eyes glanced at them from time to time.
"ah?"
Lao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked ahead, scanning the pedestrians on the road, and finally focused on the baby-face walking in the crowd.
The two of them were a superintendent and a senior inspector, and they both came from the bottom. They had numerous experience in handling cases, and they immediately spotted this baby-faced man biting a lollipop.
Although there was nothing unusual, his eyes had glanced at them several times in a short period of time.
"Um."
Lao Xiang responded. He shook the car window handle with his left hand and rolled up the half-opened window. He then took out the .38 pinned to his waist with his right hand, put the bullet in and turned the wheel.
Close the magazine.
"Can't you tell?"
Dongguan Zai squinted at Lao Xiang's operation. His movements were skillful and very calm without any panic. He was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time. He bared his teeth and smiled: "It seems that you don't shoot less."
"joke."
Lao Xiang dismissed it and sneered: "Do you know how fierce I was back then?"
"The great robbery of the provincial and Hong Kong cavalry was commanded by Cai Yuanqi. I, Lao Xiang, personally led the team to arrest the people. They held big black stars and fought with us in the street."
"I have two bullet discs, and I injured two of them!"
"good."
Dongguan Tsai couldn't deny it. He knew about the case of the Provincial and Hong Kong Cavalry. In that kind of environment, the .
With rich experience, Lao Xiang’s hit rate is really good.
"Um"
Lao Xiang breathed out a heavy breath and sighed: "I never imagined that I, Lao Xiang, would still be like this. I haven't played with a gun for a long time. I dream of being young again."
"Ha ha.."
Dongguan Zai laughed when he heard this.
soon.
The baby-faced man walked to their car and glanced sideways at the two people sitting in the car. He first looked at Dongguan Zai, and then his eyes fell on Lao Xiang.
He took his left hand out of his pocket, held a photo of Lao Xiang in his palm, and placed it on the car window, level with Lao Xiang.
"Um"
The baby-faced man looked at the photo and then at Lao Xiang. The two matched perfectly and murmured to himself: "Yes, it's you."
Talking room.
He touched the lollipop with the tip of his tongue, and the lollipop stick moved. A smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to knock on the car window.
"Dong dong dong."
The sound of his knuckles tapping on the car window was clear and crisp.
inside the car.
Dongguan Zai turned to look at the baby-faced man knocking on the car window, and Lao Xiang also turned to look at him.
"Oh."
Lao Xiang chuckled lightly, reached out and shook the window handle, and the window rolled down to a small gap: "What's wrong?"
"Boss."
The baby-faced man looked at Lao Xiang with a smile: "Lend me a fire."
"Children, minors should not smoke."
Lao Xiang laughed and said, "Didn't the adults in the family tell you that?!"
"Then you don't want to borrow it?"
The baby-faced man looked at Lao Xiang with a smile and met his eyes.
"Um."
Lao Xiang nodded and said, "I won't borrow it."
"good."
The baby-faced man nodded upon hearing this, put his palms back in his pockets, and turned around to leave.
The moment of turning around.
The baby-faced man suddenly looked back and took out his right hand from his pocket. He was holding a big black star in his hand, and his finger on the trigger was pulling directly.
"Hang!"
The big black star's muzzle spurted out flames, and the bullets shot out from the smoke, shooting straight towards Lao Xiang's head.
The next second.
Old people must die.
"Bang!"
The big black star's bullet hit the car glass. The imagined bullet penetrated the car glass and did not appear. The bullet hit the car glass and left a mark directly and bounced out. It changed the trajectory and hit the street lamp pole. Sparks splashing around.
At close range.
The powerful big black star didn't penetrate the car glass?
Following the sound of gunshots, the surrounding area instantly became chaotic. Pedestrians fled in all directions amid screams. The sounds of vehicle collisions and rear-end collisions followed one after another. Drivers abandoned their vehicles and fled.
After a brief look of horror on the baby-faced man's face, he clicked his finger and fired again, and again.
"Hang!"
"Hang!"
Big Black Star fired two shots again. After the second shot left a mark on the car glass, the bullet from the third shot directly tore open the car window with fine cracks.
The baby-faced man bit the lollipop, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer.
"Hang!"
The fourth shot followed.
The cracks continued to expand, and the car window was no longer broken. The smile on the baby-faced man's face froze.
Only then did he realize that the glass of this car was not only bulletproof, but actually double-layered. Under the numerous cracks in the outer layer, the inner layer was still intact.
"Click."
The sound of the car door lock sounded.
Lao Xiang put his left hand on the car lock and pushed the door open. In his right hand, he held the .38 close to his side. He pointed the gun at the face of the shooter and pulled the trigger with his finger to draw fire.
"Hang!"
The muzzle of the .38 gun sprayed out flames and filled the air with gunpowder smoke. Under Lao Xiang's continuous triggering, the bullets quickly shot towards the baby-faced man.
"Bang bang bang!"
Under the continuous firepower of the .38, the baby-faced man who was originally about to shoot into the car could only temporarily avoid the attack. He had no time to aim and fired two shots at random, then rolled and dodged continuously.
At close range.
The power of the .38 should not be underestimated. After the roll, the baby-faced man ducked and hid behind the trash can. He took a breath and pushed down the magazine to load the bullet.
Right foot.
Bullet holes appeared, and blood was pouring out of the rolled flesh, making his right leg tremble.
On the car.
Lao Xiang squinted at the baby-faced man hiding behind the trash can, then opened the magazine and took out the empty cartridge case inside. At the same time, he took out a new roll of bullets, put it in, and pushed the cartridge into the cylinder.
At this moment, Lao Xiang Baodao is still young. Although his movements are not as fast as those of young people, he is still skilled and stable. After the bullet is pushed into the bullet chamber, he first looks out the car window at the baby-faced man hiding behind the trash can, and aims the gun again. Pull the trigger.
"Hang!"
"Hang!"
The .38 bullet hit the trash can, setting off sparks. The baby-faced man hiding behind the trash can had just loaded the bullet and came out to shoot. When he saw the shooter, Xiang, he quickly retracted his head to avoid the shot.
"Bang bang bang!"
Within a short period of time, the two began to shoot at each other again. Compared to the baby-faced man hiding behind the trash can, Lao Xiang, who had someone to rely on, was much more unrestrained. He fired happily, one shot after another.
Not far away.
In the car waiting at the intersection, the bald man witnessed the whole process. He saw that instead of taking down Lao Xiang, the baby-faced man was shot in the thigh, and his brows suddenly knit together.
"Grass!"
The bald man cursed in a low voice, bent down and pulled out a canvas bag from the open space of the car seat at his feet, unzipped it and pulled out an AK47 rifle, grabbed two magazines and stuffed them into his coat pocket, then opened the car door.
Came down.
behind.
The driver started the car and followed slowly, waiting to respond at any time. The cooperation was very tacit.
In the car.
After emptying a round of bullets, Lao Xiang reloaded the gun again. Seeing the baby face behind the trash can that was afraid to show up, he immediately opened the car door and prepared to get out.
Not far away.
"Kacha!"
The bald man pulled the bolt, held the body of the AK with his left hand, and put the fingers of his right hand on the trigger. Looking at Lao Xiang who was hiding in the car and shooting in front of him, he directly pulled the trigger.
"careful!"
Dongguan Zai, who was in the driver's seat, saw the bald man holding an AK at a glance. He immediately scolded and rushed over from the driver's seat, reaching out and grabbing Lao Xiang's arm. He forcefully pulled Lao Xiang back, who was about to get out of the car, and closed the door.
That's this moment.
Baldhead has opened fire.
"Da da da!"
The AK rifle spit out flames from its muzzle, and the bullets swept across it instantly. Under the huge power, rubble flew everywhere it went.
"Lie down!"
Dongguan Zai did not dare to be too confident at this time. Seeing the AK shooting, he quickly pushed down the co-pilot Lao Xiang, and the two of them bent down to hide in the car.
Although this car was modified by the dealer who worked overtime last night, Dongguan Zai couldn't help but feel guilty in front of the AK.
The bullets hit the car glass, and soon the glass began to crack. The AK bullets swept through the car, leaving a bullet hole. The AK rifle was pressed very firmly by the bald head, and the shooting point was basically hit in one place.
position, aiming at the two people in the car.
soon.
After a round of bullets were swept away, the bald man flicked the magazine with his skillful palm, and the magazine flew out. He reached into his pocket with his left hand, pulled out a magazine, locked it, pulled the bolt and fired again.
"Da da da!"
The bald man lowered his head, holding the butt of the AK over his shoulder as he fired and moved forward. Under the continuous fire, the bullet holes on the body of the car became densely packed.
The baby-faced man hiding behind the trash can also reappeared, with the big black star pulling the trigger crazily.
"Kacha!"
As the sound of an empty machine came, the bald man let out a breath, raised his hand to remove the empty magazine and loaded the third magazine. This time, he was not in a hurry to fire and moved forward quickly, not forgetting to hide.
The baby-faced man peeking out from behind the trash can made an OK gesture.
If nothing else goes wrong, the two people in the car have already been reduced to a sieve under his continuous firepower. Just go up and examine the bodies yourself.