"Say, where are things hiding?!" Lin Nian grabbed her collar and roared fiercely.

Song Yuhang was shaken by her. It was obvious that this face was so familiar and fascinating, but it also made her feel the endless chill.

She gently pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, her eyes bright as stars: "Come here, I... I'll tell you."

When Lin Fan leaned down, he was spit out **** sputum on his face.

She turned her head slightly, closed her eyes, her lips trembled, and she couldn't hide her inner grief, but this expression was only for a moment. The top master and the tiger Liu Zhi were watching. She couldn't be soft-hearted, she couldn't.

Softheartedness will kill her and Song Yuhang.

Lin Fan raised his hand, slapped it violently, "Fuck you, hit me!"

Several people rushed up, punching and kicking at Song Yuhang, she couldn't bear to look anymore, got up and walked towards Master Ding.

"Master Ding, are you okay, we are late."

After all, Ding Ye was old, and he was pulled out from the ruins of the fire and sat next to him for a while, still panting. At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her. There was a sickly lion in his eyes looking at the prey. Hikari, as if as long as she had any unruly behavior, she could still jump up and break her throat.

Lin Nian calmly let him watch, although she also had some scalp numbness, especially the face after he had taken off his sunglasses. There were scars from head to face, too much white pans in his eyes, collapsing bridge of the nose, and neck. All of his skin has scars left after being burned and scalded by fire, which is simply not to be called a human being.

The one in front of him is a complete demon.

Lin Nai knew that if he wanted to deal with the devil, he had to become a devil.

Ding Ye looked at the treacherous light in the eyes of the young woman in front of him, and he didn't know what he thought of, and he slightly twitched his lips.

"How did you find it here?"

"There is a woman named Chen Fang under her hand, Brother Wang's mistress, and others..." Lin bored a moment, and the word "male" almost blurted out, and then connected it without any trace.

"The person is unclear. That person is from the Dingye camp. After seeing her coming out of Chen Fang in the afternoon, our brothers went to see the plainclothes policeman."

"Brothers felt that something was not right. When they came back and told me, I followed them with someone. I didn't expect that the Ding Ye was here."

This story can be described as wonderful and not leaking. The time, the characters, and the clothes on Song Yuhang are all right. As for whether the real Nei Ying has been arrested or died in a melee now, no one cares anymore. Up.

Ding Ye smiled: "Not bad."

I don't know why, Lin Fan always has the feeling that he is looking at others through himself, and it is this feeling that makes her feel dangerous instinctively, and he dared not relax his guard for a moment.

"Jinhong can't ask for praise from the top master. I hope I can take care of it in the future."

One sentence expresses loyalty and ambition. He is a wise man.

Ding Ye narrowed his eyes and stood up with a cane. Lin Nian gave him a hand, and he heard Liu Zhi's report.

"Sister Hong, still refuses to recruit, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid..."

Lin Yan glanced over there. Song Yuhang knelt on the ground with bruises and bruises. The tiger hit her head with an elbow. Song Yuhang fell to the ground with exhaustion, blood leaking from his mouth and nose, and coughing. .

At that moment, she wanted to pounce on the tiger's throat, but she couldn't.

Lin Fan walked over and stepped on her face with the soles of military boots: "Say, trash, how much money can you get in a month as a policeman? It's less than three thousand. As long as you hand over your things, don't say three thousand. My old lady can make you worry-free for the rest of your life."

The soles of her shoes mixed with the smell of mud and blood, and looked at her condescendingly.

Song Yuhang curled up his lips and smiled, raised his fingers weakly and rubbed her feet, rubbing blood on her trouser legs.

She said word by word: "If I die... I won't tell you."

The tiger wiped his nose and moved his muscles and bones.

"I have been to so many women, and I haven't tasted what it is like to be a police officer. Let me come."

Lin Wei gritted her teeth abruptly, her head was still stepped on her foot, but her body did not move.

The tiger was impatient, stretched out his hand to pull her away, Ding Ye stared at Song Yuhang's face, and said aloud.

"It's useless. To deal with this kind of person, this method will only force her to commit suicide and can't ask anything."

He limped and walked over with a cane, and glanced at Lin Wei.

"You just said, what's her name?"

The news that Song Yuhang had taken people to the Huange Nightclub couldn't be hidden from these people.

Lin Yan let go: "She's Song Yuhang, and she led people across my place."

"My surname is Song." The old man seemed to miss his eyes, and said leisurely: "I have a friend who is also surnamed Song, who has been dead for many years."

Song Yuhang suddenly raised his eyes and gritted his teeth, his eyes oozing with deep hatred, and an angry roar from between his teeth.

Lin Wei kicked her shoulder, "What is your name, shut up Lao Tzu!"

Ding Ye smiled: "Search your body, kill if you don't find it, and throw the corpse down the cliff to feed the dog. We can't waste time here."

Several people pulled Song Yuhang up by his hair and pushed back. The tiger moved his wrists, making his fists rattled.

"Hey, I didn't expect Tiaozi to have this day, let me come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan's gun hit his temple, and said coldly: "I have a grudge against her, I will come."

Song Yuhang was **** with his hands, hung high on the door panel, curled his lips and smiled.

"Everyone is the same, I won't say it, hurry up, give it a go, everyone will save time and effort."

Lin Nian turned around, slapped him on the face, hit the person over the head, and spit out blood on the spot.

"Trash, shut up to my old lady, it's not that easy to want to die."

The tiger was still trying to move, and the people Lin Fan had brought with him looked at him with guns. He swallowed, cursing in his mouth and retired.

"Whip." Lin Wei stretched out his hand, and Liu Zhi handed her a black leather whip with a thick thumb.

Without saying anything, she raised her hand and drew it over, hearing the muffled noise over there, Song Yuhang snorted depressedly.

The tiger is also very worried: Hey, this woman is really weird.

Another whip was drawn on her shoulder, the skin spattered.

Lin Fan grabbed her by the collar and roared, "Say, where is the thing?!"

Song Yuhang turned his head, lips pressed against her ears, and gasped slightly because of the pain: "You...don't think about it, you better kill me, if I'm still alive in the future..."

"It will be doubled back."

The heat burrowed into her ears, and Lin Nian's hand holding the whip trembled slightly, and then slammed the whip over, hitting her face, and the corners of her eyes quickly became red and swollen.

If you continue to fight like this, she will really die.

Lin Fan gritted her teeth, tugged her by the collar, lowered her voice and shouted, "Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to seek death?!"

As soon as he said this, Song Yuhang, with his head drooping, raised his head quickly, his eyes locked tightly like an awl.

Lin Fan was photographed by the light and staggered back a step, the wind on the hills rose strong at night.

The two looked at each other silently, as before.

Song Yuhang looked at her, and then at the busy criminal gangs behind her, Dingye, Tiger, Liu Zhi...

She curled her lips and smiled. It was no longer the kind of indifferent, mocking, and dismissive smile, but returned to the day when she first saw her. She stretched out her hand flatly, with a gentle and gentle smile on her face. meaning.

That day, she said: "Hello, my name is Song Yuhang."

Now, what she said was: "Hurry up...go...The army will be here...Kill me, so you can get out and go!"

Lin Fan was shocked and looked at her incredulously. Just at this moment, a cry of hello came from behind him.

"Master Ding, found the second master, and he is still alive!"

Kuba was pulled out of the ruins by the hands and feet, and the sound of police sirens was faintly heard from the mountains in the distance.

"Kill me! Kill me! I won't say it!" Song Yuhang roared, panting heavily, lowered his voice and finally said.

"Go!"

Lin Nian held the whip for a long time, and there was a glimmer of water in his eyes. The tiger stepped forward and kicked the person over. Perhaps the movement was too loud, and the miniature camera stuck in the middle of the clothes finally fell off and fell out of the hem.

Song Yuhang's pupils shrank, and Lin Fan had taken the lead in picking it up and holding it in front of her eyes: "What is this, haven't you said nothing?! Fuck!"

Between the electric light and flint, no one thought that she would have the strength to be hung with her hands tied behind her back. Song Yuhang leaned forward abruptly, causing the rope to creak.

When Lin Nian came back to his senses, there was a sudden pain in her finger, which was wrapped in her warm mouth.

It is worthy of Song Yuhang. Compared with the two of them, they are not inferior to each other.

The dexterous tongue swept the camera away from her fingertips, and took revenge on her mercilessly.

Lin tired of eating pain, hissed softly, and quickly let go.

"Sister Hong, are you okay!"

When she took it out, her fingertips were already dripping with blood.

Song Yuhang's throat moved slightly, and in front of them, he swallowed the camera.

The corners of her lips curled up with pride, and she really laughed when she looked at their livid faces.

"Hahaha... Do you want it? Kill me? Another corpse, do you have this time?"

"Damn! I shot you into a sieve to see if you can still be tough!" The tiger became angry, picked up the AK on his back, and the bullet was loaded, and he pulled the trigger at her.

However, the one step faster than him was the pistol in Lin Wei's hand. After a loud noise, blue smoke came out of the muzzle.

The shot was killed in the center of the shot, and Song Yuhang's head dropped, and blood quickly spread on the clothes. Her face was as pale as paper, and she was out of breath.

Ding Ye didn't seem to expect that she would directly shoot the Criminal Investigation Captain, an important figure in the police, and raised her brows slightly.

Lin Nian looked cold and put the gun back into the holster.

"I said, I have a grudge against her, and I can only take her life."

There were sporadic gunshots faintly from the entrance of the factory, and Liu Zhi's brother stumbled over.

"Master Ding, Sister Hong, hurry up, we are surrounded!"

The tiger came back to his senses and quickly lifted up Master Ding. The remaining few defeated soldiers came up with Kuba. Lin Wei followed Liu Zhi and led the way. The group stepped on the grass and ran deep into the dense forest with one foot and one foot shallow.

She didn't look back until the end. She didn't dare. She was afraid that when she looked back and saw Song Yuhang's dying appearance, she would cry on the spot.

Lin Fan was shuttled in the dense forest, the branch cut his cheeks. He didn't know how long he ran, and finally stopped because of a fall.

"Sister Hong!" Liu Zhi saw that no one followed, and turned back to help her, only to see the water gleaming in her eyes.

He had never seen her show such a heartbroken expression.

However, it was only a moment, when Lin Wei wiped away the unnecessary water stains at the corners of his eyes: "It's okay, I've got my feet, and it hurts. Let's go."

Liu Zhi will be suspicious: "Sister Hong..."

Before she finished speaking, she got up by herself and stumbling forward.

Liu Zhi didn't think about anything else anymore, and quickly raised his heel.

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They ran not far, and the gunfire gradually subsided, and there was the sound of cars on the mountain road. There was no big army, but two small police cars. They were all the main force of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau, Feng Jianguo and her cronies.

Duan Cheng opened the door first and ran out carrying the medicine box, followed by Fang Xin and Zheng Chengrui.

Feng Jianguo got out of another car. He was not as physically strong as a few young people. He was holding a beer belly and running out of breath.

"Oh, slow down, my old bone can't run away from you."

The little policeman who was "killed" by Lin Fan got up in the bushes, took off his body armor, rubbed the painful area, and grinned, it was Xue Rui.

"Feng Ju."

"Feng Ju."

"Feng Ju."

...

Several "corpses" got up from the ground one after another. Some of them couldn't get up because they were scratched by bullets and suffered minor injuries.

Fang Xin hurried over to help the wounded go out.

"Team Song, Team Song, wake up." Duan Cheng found her on the warehouse door and patted her face. Song Yuhang dropped his head, unconscious.

He tempted his breath and breath, took an injection from the medicine cabinet, disinfected her skin, and gently injected it into his arm.

Song Yuhang snorted with pain, opened his eyes and coughed out a big mouthful of blood congestion. His face was pale. Although he was not life-threatening, his injuries were not light.

"What about things?"

Feng Jianguo walked over and asked her.

She weakly motioned them to put her down, and Xue Rui took a knife and cut the rope tied to her hand.

Song Yuhang was free, and fell on his knees when he was exhausted, and pointed to his throat: "No way, swallow it."

Everyone looked at each other, all with constipation expressions.

Duan Cheng grinned and cracked his fists: "Let me come."

Several people stood up silently and turned their faces away, Song Yuhang's scalp numb for a while: "Wait..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already smashed a punch on her stomach. He hadn't eaten anything for a day, and jumped up and down in fierce fighting, and he was uncomfortable after being injured.

Song Yuhang bent down and turned overwhelmingly: "Oh..."

Duan Cheng put on his gloves and picked up the miniature camera, rinsed it with mineral water, and put it in the evidence bag. Song Yuhang pointed to his nose, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Count... count you ruthless! Follow... who learned from you!"

Who else could I learn from? Naturally, he was from a well-known forensic doctor in the technical investigation department.

Fang Xin couldn't help but laughed out loud and came over to help her: "Let's go, Team Song, we will take you to the hospital."

"Wait." Song Yuhang stagnated for a moment. He pulled out a steel plate from his jacket and threw it on the ground, the size of his palm, with white marks from bullets on it.

As for the blood, it was purely a bag of pig blood that had been hidden in her clothes for a long time. Before she came, she had already prepared for the death of the fish and the net, and she had also made preparations if she could survive by chance.

In her imagination, she would have to peel off her skin if she didn't die today, but she didn't expect that she would be able to see her companion soberly.

Even without the steel plate that had been hidden long ago, Pei Jinhong, no, it should be said that Lin was tired, and that shot would not directly penetrate her heart and kill her.

Her muzzle was three inches down, and the bullet would get stuck between the ribs in a very clever arc.

As long as she is sent to the doctor in time, she still has a chance to survive.

Lin Fan gave her the hope of life, but left her death to herself. This journey must be far away, like walking on thin ice.

Waiting for other colleagues to clean up the battlefield, Song Yuhang was not in a hurry to go to the hospital. He asked Duan Cheng for a cigarette and squatted on the edge of the cliff to smoke.

The old director walked up to her and handed her a packet of China.

"Do you want to ask, why should I let her do this?"

Song Yuhang shook his head, did not answer, smoked five yuan a pack of inferior cigarettes in his hand, spit out the smoke ring, his eyes were distant.

"This question is not important. In fact, I will go as well."

"I'm just thinking..." The young criminal investigation captain stood up, with one hand in his pocket, looking at the rising sun, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the waves are magnificent, and there is only boundless loneliness in his eyes.

"She shot me and thought I was dead, how sad I should be. I can't tell her that I'm alive, just like she can't tell me."

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Duan Cheng and Xue Rui helped other injured colleagues to walk into the car, chatting with each other.

"Isn't it a top-secret mission? Just now I lay down and listened. The gunfire at the door was strangely dense. I thought it was a large army."

"Hey, there is no big army, it's just a firecracker." Duan Cheng took out a string of firecrackers from behind his waist and laughed.

"The rest of the New Year, not finished."

Xue Rui: "..."

During the conversation between the two people, the car lights on the mountain road were bright, and the sharp whistle sounded, and the army really arrived.

Song Yuhang threw the cigarette and fell softly.

This time it was a real halo, not a fake halo.