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In the gloomy white light, a slender, elegant hand was caught in the air.
The shadow of the knife flowed continuously, and the hand changed constantly. He grabbed it four times in a row. Suddenly, the sword light suddenly disappeared. The two killers took a few steps back, and only half of the cut-off knife was left in their hands. At this time, the sword light suddenly flashed out again, but it came out of Par Wumang's hand.
Par Wumang had already pinched two cutters in his hand, and these two cutters had suddenly pierced into the throats of the two killers.
No one can describe his degree, and no one can see his hands clearly.
Everyone heard the screams, and then the two killers fell down.
Deadly quiet.
Feng Xuejun murmured to himself: "You killed someone again?"
Chu Tian took out a tissue to wipe his hands, then looked at the shock on Feng Xuejun's face, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "When life is in danger, citizens can take emergency measures to defend, which is legally called self-defense. Team Leader Feng, do you understand? Simply put, if we don't kill them, they will kill us."
Feng Xuejun came to her senses, but she still shook her head. She could accept blood, but not the body. Besides, Chu Tian and the others were not law enforcement officers, and they had no right to deprive others of their lives. But now that things have come to this point, it would be useless to say more. She could only sigh: "Oh, let's call it support."
Chu Tian knew what she was thinking, but he didn't speak anymore. What he was thinking about now was the strange smile before the man died, and those two sentences.
Fengxuejun walked half a kilometer to make a support phone number.
Chu Tian took advantage of this opportunity and said lightly: "Why didn't you get on the plane?"
Pal Wumang responded with a chuckling, "I found this good place, so I wanted to stay for a few more days."
This is a good reason, Chu Tian smiled and said, "When will you go back?"
Going back means safety. As long as Pal Wumang, who has supreme status in India, returns to his territory and his invincible skills, which killer organization in the world dares to attack him? If you continue to stay in the Heavenly Kingdom, the Red Sun Killer organization will definitely follow up and stop until you die.
Par Wumang naturally knew this, and the smile on his face was calm but helpless. He responded with his hands on his back: "I originally wanted to experience the customs and civilization in the Celestial Empire, and even make friends with friends like you, but the current situation has disturbed my tranquility. Let's go back to the Ganges tonight."
Chu Tian nodded, and Feng Xuejun's question appeared: "Who wants your life?"
Parr Wumang's eyes flashed with sadness, and he finally answered Chu Tian's question: "In the ancient Celestial Empire, for the sake of the Supreme Nine Five, father and son could turn against each other, and brothers could kill each other. Desire and power were always easy to make people lose their minds, so there are naturally many people who want my position."
This position means a 50 billion asset mobilization, which means the policy direction that influences India's economy and politics, and also means the pious worship of the billions of believers.
Looking at Parr Wumang's helpless expression, Chu Tian pointed it meaningfully: "There are naturally many people who want your position, but few people who are capable of sitting and confidently sitting steadily. Wumang, if I guess well, this person must be from your family, and maybe even a brother or uncle?"
Par Wumang did not deny it and replied lonely: "You guessed it right!"
Seeing that he was so sad, Chu Tian did not continue to ask.
The sun was gently scattered on the earth, but the butterflies were flying happily and there was a lot of blood. With just a little over the sun, more than a dozen lives disappeared. After a while, Feng Xuejun ran back, avoided the corpses on the ground, and said to Chu Tian: "The support will come soon, we have to go to the police station to make a record."
Parr Wumang smiled at Chu Tian and said lightly: "Chu Tian, thank you this time, and you will have the chance to meet in India in the future."
Chu Tian nodded and waved, "Life!"
Pal Wumang turned around and left without taking away a cloud.
Seeing his skills, Chu Tian was not worried about this guy at all. Unless he wanted to die, no one could take his life, and even himself could not. Feng Xuejun wanted to call Parr Wumang, but Chu Tian reached out to stop him and said calmly: "Captain Feng, I'll do it if I have to take the transcript."
Feng Xuejun nodded helplessly.
Time flies, and half an hour passes by, and the needle has pointed until nine o'clock in the morning. When the police arrived at the cleaning site, they tossed for nearly two hours. Chu Tian, who had been sleepless all night and had fought, looked a little tired. He licked his dry lips and shouted to Feng Xuejun: "Let's go and record first!"
Feng Xuejun knew that he was tired, and even she was dizzy, so she nodded and waved her hand to drive them back.
When he got into the car, Chu Tian leaned against Feng Xuejun without hesitation and closed his eyes tiredly. Feng Xuejun looked at him a few times, sighed slowly, and wanted to speak but he stopped.
At this time, the sun was already hanging high, and the blood-red morning glow and the thick purple clouds concealed the dawn of the east. The buildings in the distance were surrounded by white smoke, like living objects, gradually expanding and expanding to the endless distance.
There are not many vehicles in the suburbs, and the speed is very fast and the time is not long, so they enter the city.
The wind was very strong in the morning, so it made passers-by hug each other tightly.
Smelling the faint fragrance of Feng Xuejun's body, Chu Tian, who closed his eyes and rested, recovered after more than ten minutes of relaxation, his spirit recovered a little, and his mind began to move again. He was thinking about the things he had had last night to the morning. He always felt that something was missing. Then he thought of the words of the Great Man, and his heart was inexplicably panic.
Chu Tian said intimately: What exactly are missing?
At this time, the police car gradually approached the wall of the Provincial Party Committee Building, and it was about two minutes before reaching the gate. When he reached the corner of the intersection, he stopped and waited for the red light to pass. Chu Tian turned his head and saw the pharmacy on the side of the road. He was shocked and sat upright and shouted: "The two people who traded C4 are not in the killer."
Chu Tian had seen the puzzle described by Zhang Dongsheng, but they were not among the eighteen killers who were killed or injured. So where are they now? Are they chasing Parr Wumang, or have they been away from the wind? With their organizational character, they pay attention to the cost, so the possibility of escaping is slim.
Feng Xuejun was stunned and then reacted: "That's the danger still there?"
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a faint and crisp sound came from the sky above his head, and a hole appeared in the car window. At the same time, the policeman driving the car was smashed and blood spurted out, splashing on the car window. The policeman screamed heart-wrenchingly, covered the wound on the shoulder blades, and rolled left and right in the seat.
Chu Tian and Feng Xuejun screamed at the same time and shouted, "There is a killer!" Before they finished speaking, they blew twice, and there were many holes on the roof of the car. These two bullets almost hit Chu Tian's waist and hit the car chair directly, making two big holes in the car seat, which shows that their marksmanship is accurate.
"Captain Feng, I will lead him away, you get out of the car later!" Chu Tian turned around and shouted in a deep voice. At the same time, he pushed open the car door and jumped out with his tightness. As soon as his toes landed, there was an extra gun hole on the ground. Chu Tian was so scared that he was shocked, and ran under the wall on the side of the road three steps at a time.
On the way, Chu Tian cursed secretly: ***! Par Wumang is not here, so he can kill a p-s.
As Chu Tian got off the car, he really attracted the firepower and fired the bullets next to him or his heels. Feng Xuejun took out the police gun and took advantage of Chu Tian's chance to create for him. He jumped off the side of the car, his feet stuck to the ground, and he did not stop for a moment, and rolled behind the big tree behind the side.
After hiding, Feng Xuejun took out his cell phone to ask for help.
The enemy's target was obviously Chu Tian. Before he could catch his breath, the opponent's firepower immediately chased after him, and shot two consecutive shots on the wall, causing the bricks and stones to crackle. The opponent obviously used a sniper rifle, which was extremely powerful. Chu Tian, who was lying in the corner of the wall, only felt the strong smell of gunpowder coming.
Turning his head and looking at it, he saw two small black holes appearing on the wall not far away, and blue smoke was emitting from the outside. Chu Tian hurriedly rubbed to the side, and opened the other party's shooting point. As soon as he moved away, two bullets were shot over.
He was hitting the ground where he had just lay down, causing Chu Tian to sweat half his body.
Chu Tian cursed secretly: I am not Par Wumang!
Chapter completed!