The weather in the evening was very good, cloudless, and the stars were dotted and sparkling in the sky. People who were walking out after dinner would look up from time to time and look at this rare sight.
At this time, Fu Ming, who was sitting on the bench in the sports park, was in a good mood. He casually took out a Zhongnanhai stick from his pocket and held it in his mouth, but did not light it. He just looked up at the stars with a smile, but thought of many years ago in his heart.
That summer, on the roof of a rural bungalow, he also looked at the stars like this.
There are no street lights in the park, so it has become a paradise for many lovers. On summer evenings, couples sit on the benches in pairs and kiss each other. When there are no seats, they just sit on the roadside.
On the lawn, some sweet words were exchanged and vows were made, but the surroundings were always so quiet, and one could even hear crickets chirping in the grass.
If it weren't for Fu Ming's unusually white face and dark brown eyes, some people would really think that there was no one sitting on this chair. He was dressed in black from head to toe.
"Boy, you really dare to come here alone." A yellow man walked over carelessly with a cigarette in his mouth. His upper body was actually naked, and a golden chain was worn around his neck. I don't know if it was true or not. His jeans were torn several times on purpose.
He was very skinny and had a few scars on his upper body. He looked like he was a gangster. Huang Mao was followed by seven or eight people, all dressed in the same way. The strangest thing was that these people
Behind him, there was a girl. The girl was dressed in an avant-garde way, but at first glance, she was not the kind of girl who was on the street. "You dare to come, why don't I dare." Fu Ming didn't look at him, and clicked on the stick in his mouth.
Zhongnanhai in his mouth. He doesn't like smoking or drinking because he needs to keep his brain in top condition.
"Tell me, is he harassing you?" Huang Mao dragged the girl behind him to him and shouted loudly. The entire quiet sports park immediately rang with complaints, but after people found the source of the sound, they all became quiet again and went about their business.
Everyone, including several couples who were relatively close to Fu Ming, lowered their heads and walked away. Huang Mao smiled, as if he was very satisfied with the effect.
"It's not him, stop making trouble, it's really not him..." the girl replied timidly. "That person has been harassing me a long time ago... The phone call that day was an accident..." She looked at Fu Ming, and her eyes
Although there was resentment, she also showed concern. It seemed that the girl did not want Fu Ming to be harmed in any way.
Fu Ming pinched off the cigarette butt, stood up, came close to Huang Mao, and smelled it several times. "The smell of nicotine mixed with heroin. Although the amount of heroin is very small... I don't like it very much. If you have something to say, just tell me.
I don’t like beating around the bush.”
Huang Mao frowned and did not refute Fu Ming's statement, but then yelled, "I don't know about the phone call the day before yesterday. Why did you call her? She is my woman now! How dare you fucking harass her?
!You have nothing to do with her anymore!”
Fu Ming gave a bitter smile. He would have deleted this girl's number if he had known it. But when he went to bed, he accidentally pressed the keyboard and dialed out. It was still half past two in the night!
"If it was that call, I can only say sorry. I was busy late and the phone keypad was unlocked. Why don't you worry about yourself... Hehe, hiding drugs and taking drugs will keep you in jail for decades."
Fu Ming could clearly see that there were several tiny pinholes on the inside of Huang Mao's elbow joint. He could still see them even if the surrounding environment was so dark.
"What the fuck!" Huang Mao slapped Fu Ming. The girl was always protecting Fu Ming, her ex-boyfriend, and he was very angry. Fu Ming actually poked him in a sore spot.
Fu Ming took a step back and easily dodged Huang Mao's attack, but still had a smile on his face. Fu Ming reached behind his waist and took out a pistol.
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, "Damn, you're fooling your grandpa with a toy!" As he said that, he punched Fu Ming in the face again - but his hand stopped in mid-air.
, because he saw Fu Ming's actions.
Fu Ming calmly took out the magazine of the pistol, pulled the bolt again, and ejected the loaded bullet. "Pang-dang", the bullet fell on the road with a crisp sound. At this time, it was already
No one is paying attention here anymore, they are afraid of causing trouble to themselves.
"This gun is called the 92-type 9mm pistol. It is made in China and has a range of 50 meters. Even if you are wearing a helmet, it can make your head explode. I don't want to use this gun to kill you later. The reason is very simple. This gun
I like it very much, but it has never been stained with blood." Fu Ming bent down to pick up the bullet and put it in the magazine.
For the first time, Huang Mao showed a truly scared expression on his face, and the gangsters behind him also stood still, stunned by Fu Ming's move.
The girl stood next to Huang Mao and calmed herself down hard. After confirming that the man in black clothes with a slightly pale face was indeed her ex-boyfriend Fu Ming, whom she had been dating for more than a year, she asked tremblingly.
"Fu Ming... what on earth do you... do?" The two of them dated when they were in the second year of high school. The girl never knew that Fu Ming could use a gun so skillfully. Of course, she also never knew that Fu Ming could use a gun so skillfully.
There is a gun.
Fu Ming did not answer the girl's question, but pressed his left ear with his left hand. At this time, people around him discovered that he was wearing an inconspicuous beige earphone on his left ear. The connecting cable came from behind the ear. Without careful observation,
He couldn't see it at all. "The plan is cancelled. Contact Captain Zeng for me." Fu Ming put away the pistol and looked at Huang Mao quietly. At this time, Huang Mao couldn't even move his eyes and didn't know where to put his hands.
After being on the road for so long, the most I could do to kill someone was with a steel pipe machete. Guns were something I didn’t even dare to think about. This was Country C, a country that even banned imitation firearms. How could it be possible to allow private individuals to carry guns?
It doesn't matter if the gangsters fight and kill a few people. If there is a shooting, even if your father is the director of the provincial department, he can't protect you.
Fu Ming actually dared to take out his gun in a big way! Is he a soldier? A policeman? Impossible, he obviously looks like a poor student. Huang Mao thought to himself, but still didn't dare to look at Fu Ming. "He just said Captain Zeng
...Could it be Zeng Ziguang from the city bureau? We can’t let it be ruined in his hands!” Zeng Ziguang knew very well what Huang Mao had done. If he was caught red-handed, he would still be dead.
Huang Mao also had cigarettes containing heroin in his pocket.
Huang Mao was heartbroken, "If you don't do it, you won't stop. If you do this kid, no matter what his background is, the bullets are all unloaded. You are still afraid of him. If Zeng Ziguang comes, everyone will have to go in!" He sneered.
He shouted, "Brothers, come on!"
At this time, the gangsters behind Huang Mao also suddenly understood, and the expressions on their faces became ferocious, and they all pulled out spring knives from their waists. They knew that the distance was too close, and Fu Ming's reloading speed would never be able to catch up with them when they started to attack.
speed.
Fu Ming looked indifferent and just sighed softly. The voice coming from the earphones made him feel a little pity for the group of people in front of him. "The target is locked. The snipers are in place and the commandos can take action at any time."
."
"Start." Fu Ming said softly.
Before Huang Mao and the gangsters could react, four figures emerged from the woods. They all held fnscar combat rifles in their hands. There were no external devices, just a silencer. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the hand.
Gangsters with knives.
"I don't believe you dare to kill me!" Huang Mao whispered. Although he felt scared, he knew in his heart that using firearms to kill people in country c, whether it is the police, soldiers, or other special operations personnel
, all must be approved. If Fu Ming really dares to kill him, Fu Ming will definitely be in a lot of trouble.
"Sniper, permission to fire." As soon as Fu Ming said this, he heard an unclear sound in the distance. As soon as a flash of light flashed across the night sky, a bullet flew from nowhere and penetrated.
Huang Mao's chest was shot, and the shooting point was very high. After the bullet passed through, it accurately nailed into the ground in front of Fu Ming's toes.
Fu Ming looked at the direction where the bullet was flying and held out his thumb.
"You..." Huang Mao died before he could finish his words.
"You didn't need to die, but it's a pity...does anyone still want to taste the taste of bullets?" Fu Ming looked at the gangsters in front of him. They were so shocked that they didn't even put down their knives, but just stared straight at them.
The motionless Huang Mao lying on the ground in front of him was stunned, his hands and feet were still shaking.
Everything was still so quiet, and no one in the sports park realized what happened. Dark red blood slowly flowed out from under Huang Mao's body, and soon it dyed a large area of the road red.
Fu Ming looked at his phone and said, "It's almost time. Let's go back."
The four people holding fnscar rifles put away their guns and put them in a big bag. They all saluted like Fu Ming. The tall man in the lead walked ahead with his bag and gradually disappeared at the end of the road without street lights.
Three minutes later, Fu Ming heard the roar of the police car motor. Three or two police cars stopped at the entrance of the sports park. Twelve police officers got out of the car and jogged to the center of the sports park where Fu Ming was. Strangely, the police car stopped.
There was no siren or flashing lights.
"Captain Zeng, I've caused you trouble again." Fu Ming's expression was very calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him, as if he was just a passerby. "Controlling knives, fighting with weapons, I don't know who was killed. Need to record
A confession? If nothing happens, I'll leave first. These people are all participants."
When the gangsters heard this, they quickly put away their knives and prepared to run away, but how could they let the dozen or so policemen nearby? They rushed forward with electric batons and subdued the group of people within ten seconds.
"Fu Ming, don't cause trouble again. I don't want to see this kind of thing happen in the future. Don't let me catch any evidence." The expression on Zeng Ziguang's face was very ugly, knowing that the man who fell on the ground was indeed because of
Fu Ming died, but there was no evidence at all. He knew what kind of person Fu Ming was, and he also knew that any interrogation method would be ineffective against Fu Ming. Someone would always be able to fish him out.
Fu Ming didn't say anything else. He picked up the girl who was too frightened to speak and walked to the sports park.